You Yi rolled up his sleeves and turned around and entered the kitchen again, completely ignoring Xia Anlan's face now.
Although he is not good at cooking, he is pretty good at making fried eggs.
Not long after, Youyou came out with three barely-ok fried eggs.
The old man looked at it and praised him: "You Yang, I didn't expect you to be really good."
Youyou was so happy that his chin almost lifted up, and he said: "Come on, dad, I'll give you this best one. Let's eat it first. I'll do it after mom, Xiao Aiqingsi and the others wake up."
It was only after six o'clock, and they were all still asleep. They would not wake up until seven o'clock.
The old man nodded: "Okay, let's eat first."
It was really boring for the three men to have breakfast. They mostly talked about political matters and did not eat at all.
Finally, Xia Anlan asked: "Dad, did our family have any enemies in the early years?"
The old man who was eating bread was startled: "Why do you ask so suddenly?"
"I'm investigating something, please tell me." Xia Anlan didn't say anything clearly.
The old man thought about it: "Well, yes, there is, but it's all in the early years. Now, these years have been consistent, and there have been no disputes for a long time."
"Dad, I'm not talking about these years, or the enemies in the early years. Do you have any? If so, tell me."
"You know the Zeng family in the southwest."
"Yes, I know." Xia Anlan, the Zeng family in the southwest, knows that they have given him many obstacles over the years he has been in politics. However, as his power grows older and stronger, especially now that it has been decided that he will inherit In the position of president, the Zeng family has restrained itself a lot.
It turned out that when the eldest son of the Zeng family competed with him for the reserved quota, they fought fiercely and used all means.
However, Xia Anlan won in the end. In the future, he not only wanted them to restrain themselves, but also after he officially came to power, he would gradually reduce the power of the Zeng family.
The old man said: "There was a fierce power struggle between me and Lao Zeng. I won, so he lost to Southwest."
He knew a lot about Xia Anlan of the Zeng family, and it wasn't that difficult to find out. What he wanted to know was the other enemies.
"Also, who else is there?"
The master thought for a few times and finally said: "Oh, there is also... There is a Zhou family. However, the Zhou family made a big mistake that year, which almost affected the whole family. Some were in jail, some died, some went abroad, and some went abroad. Today, there are no people from the Zhou family left in the domestic political arena.”
Xia Anlan read it again: "The Zhou family..."
"Yes, come to think of it, I can hardly remember these old things." The old man shook his head when he thought of the Zhou family, unwilling to mention it any more.
Xia Anlan silently memorized everything the old man said. When he got to work, he would ask people to investigate immediately.
"By the way, An Lan, there is something I want to discuss with you."
"You say."
The old man discussed with him: "You see, we are about to go to the capital with Youyou Xiaoai. Before we leave, why don't you invite Rushuang to your family for a meal. No matter what, it was her at the beginning..."
With a bang, Xia Anlan put down the milk in her hand hard. Because of her strength, the milk inside splashed out and fell on the back of her hand.
"Dad, you have been confused for so many years, do you still want to continue to be confused now?"
The old man was stunned: "What's wrong?"
Youyi stood aside without speaking, eating bread silently. This was a matter between the Xia family and his son, and he had no part in it.