When Gu Xiongzhi appeared at the door, no one expected it.
Bai Qing also looked at Gu Zhihan, Gu Zhihan stared at Gu Xiongzhi intently, the air was full of some kind of confrontation.
Bai Qing also had to look at Zhong Ying, and Zhong Ying explained in a low voice, "According to the schedule, Mr. Gu won't be home until tomorrow."
Gu Jingxuan couldn't understand so many dark tides, he stood up directly from his seat, flew towards Gu Xiongzhi, and shouted, "Dad!"
Gu Zhihan also stood up, calmly tidied up his clothes, and said, "Father."
"Uncle." This is Zhong Ying, and her title characterizes today's matter - family affairs, not related to work.
Gu Xiongzhi nodded and said, "Xiaoying." This is to agree with this characterization.
Seeing this, Bai Qing also stood up and told Gu Xiong, "Mr. Gu."
Gu Xiongzhi turned his eyes to Bai Qingyi, his eyes were still deep, so his eyes seemed to have real weight. Bai Qing was also under a lot of pressure and had a very strong desire to sit down.
Gu Xiongzhi did not answer her.
The next second, Papa Bai stood up, still in her unique passionate and unrestrained tone, and said, "Are you Zhihan's father? It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Qingqing's father. You had a meal, but I didn't expect to meet you so soon. Have you eaten in your family? You can have a little more after you have eaten. What kind of dishes do you like? I can make them as long as I have the ingredients."
Bai's father was familiar with him as if no one was around, and Bai Qing also looked at Gu Xiongzhi's face, who couldn't distinguish his emotions as always, and felt that the situation was a little stiff.
Gu Zhihan said, "Father, this is my father-in-law. This is the hot pot I bought."
If it was in the past, Gu Zhihan probably wouldn't have said this. This sentence is intended to introduce, to clear the siege, and to bond the two. It might be better to change someone, but this kind of clumsiness seemed invaluable to Gu Zhihan.
Gu Jingxuan took Gu Xiongzhi's arm and immediately complained: "Sister lied! The hot pot and food were bought by Sister Ying, the hot pot was made by my sister-in-law's father, and my sister can only eat it!"
Gu Zhihan's expression turned out to be a little embarrassing, but she managed to maintain her demeanor and momentum, and said, "Swipe my card, I will spend the money."
Bai Qingyi: "…"
is acceptable.
Everyone in the living room was standing, and Bai Qingyi and Zhong Ying's expressions were still a little apprehensive. Another middle-aged man in the room looked honest and honest, as if he didn't feel the pressure of the aura brought by Gu Xiongzhi at all, and moved a chair over quite easily.
Papa Bai said, "My dear, come and sit!"
Gu Xiongzhi's brows loosened, he gave a rare and polite smile, and said, "I'm here to taste the craftsmanship of my in-laws."
Gu Xiongzhi took his seat, and the others also sat around the hot pot in twos and threes and returned to their original positions.
This time the atmosphere has changed, and the contents of the pot are also cooked.
Gu Zhihan was obviously very concerned. He used a slotted spoon to take out everything and put it in a clean bowl before placing some other fresh food.
Gu Xiongzhi sat on the right side of Gu Zhihan. After Gu Zhihan took out all the food he disliked, the clean bowl was placed between Gu Zhihan and Gu Xiongzhi.
Gu Xiongzhi's expression softened slightly. He put the bowl in front of him and asked, "Did you serve this specially for me?"
Maybe all the cold and strict fathers have a dream of a little padded jacket in their hearts. Gu Xiongzhi was usually rigorous and profound like a robot, but now the metal shell is cracked, revealing a hint of softness and anticipation.
It's a pity that Gu Zhihan didn't feel that subtle mood at all, and said bluntly, "This pot has been boiled for too long, it's not delicious."
Gu Xiongzhi seemed a little disappointed.
Papa Bai turned the tide and said: "It took a little longer to cook, which is beyond the best time to eat, but it is not impossible to rescue. Food is different from other things, it is flexible and changeable. There is a recipe with the best ratio. , does the robot have to cook better than the chef?"
Gu Zhihan nodded solemnly: "Teach me."
Bai's father followed suit: "Zhihan, that bowl can still be rescued. Quickly serve your father some soup and sprinkle some chopped green onion."
Gu Zhihan looked at Dad Bai suspiciously, and Bai Qing also quickly helped: "Listen to my dad, that's right."
Since entering the house, Bai's father has been running around on the train to fool Gu Zhihan, and Bai Qingyi can't stand it anymore. How can he bully other honest children like this
However, at this time, Dad Bai is still very reliable.
Gu Zhihan was obviously not very good at doing this kind of warm gesture. She hesitated to scoop some soup into the bowl, then added half a spoonful of chopped green onion with a spoon, and asked, "Is it enough?"
But she didn't ask Papa Bai, but looked at Gu Xiongzhi.
Gu Xiongzhi was obviously stunned before he said, "Enough. Enough."
Gu Xiongzhi put a piece of tofu into his mouth with mixed flavors. There was soup in the tofu, and chopped green onion outside the tofu.
Gu Xiongzhi said, "It's okay."
Gu Zhihan said, "That's good."
Bai Qing, who was watching on the sidelines, was about to die of anxiety. She could see that the father and daughter were very awkward. Not the kind of awkwardness that speaks ironically, but the kind of awkwardness that only tells the truth.
The source should be Gu Xiongzhi. It is only right and proper for such a father to teach such a daughter.
But the strange thing is that Bai Qing also saw such a strange way of getting along, and although he was anxious, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
Just like Gu Zhihan and Shu Jingli, the "normal" way of getting along should be harmonious on the surface, but torn apart in private. But Bai Qingyi's "Auntie" turned out to be a clue for Shu Jingli to see through the exchange of souls.
Taking a step back and saying that on the surface it looks like a rivalry, in fact, both sides agree that a very harmonious relationship is what many people really want.
After taking two bites, Gu Xiongzhi looked at Bai's father and said, "You are Miss Bai's father? Why did you come to Beijing this time for... ?"
Dad Bai said: "Hey, it's not a big deal! I saw on the news that my daughter was bullied, and the father would naturally come to support him. After he came, he realized that there was nothing to do with me at all, and Zhi Han had already put everything into consideration. It's solved, so I'll make hot pot and eat hot pot - oh my dear, would you like some garlic water?"
"Come on, thank you—" Gu Xiongzhi stretched out his bowl and continued to ask: "Are you a chef? What does Miss Bai's mother do? Why didn't you come with me? If you have nothing to do, you can come to Beijing to play. ."
"Let's go," Bai's father said while madly adding garlic water to Gu Xiongzhi's bowl: "Her mother is very hard. When I was a soldier, she was the woman who took care of the children, and I couldn't send much money back. Wait. After I came home from the army, she was finally relieved. But before five years of happiness, she left. Accident, car accident. The perpetrator lost money and is still in jail. Alas... I'm not in the mood to find another one. , fortunately Qingqing is obedient, our masters made do with it, and came here too."
"Sorry for mentioning your sadness." Gu Xiong glanced at Gu Zhihan knowingly, and said, "My ex-wife also died of cancer. Soon after my second marriage, I gave birth to Jing Xuan with my wife. Today my wife Sometimes not, or we really should go out and have a good meal."
Dad Bai said, "Hi, it's not a problem. Since we've already become in-laws, we'll have more time to see each other in the future. There's no shortage of this moment. Eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold."
The relationship between Papa Bai and Papa Gu is very life-like, and there is absolutely no tension in Bai Qingyi's imagination. The tone of the two people's exchange of family composition is like two middle-aged and widowed men exchanging life experience.
Dad Bai asked Gu Xiongzhi, "Is there any wine?"
Gu Zhihan stood up immediately, as if he was planning to run errands. "There is wine."
Papa Bai said, "Is there Maotai?"
Gu Zhihan froze in place.
Gu Xiongzhi immediately said, "There are a few bottles of Maotai in my bedroom, just beside the wardrobe."
Gu Zhihan left.
Gu Xiongzhi looked at Gu Zhihan's back, seemed to sigh helplessly, and said to Dad Bai, "If I were like you, maybe it would be fine."
This sentence is a soft sigh, like a smoke ring being spit in the air, and it dissipates spontaneously without anyone ignoring it intentionally.
But Bai Qing did not ignore it, she heard the regret hidden in it. Just like Papa Bai... In what way is it good to be like him
Gu Zhihan came back soon, holding a bottle of Maotai in one hand and placing it in front of his aunt and father Bai respectively.
Gu Zhihan sat down and said, "I saw a half-drinking bottle, do you usually drink in the bedroom?"
Gu Xiongzhi's movements stopped for a moment, and then he said, "Well. What's the matter?"
"It's nothing," Gu Zhihan said, "drink less."
From Bai Qingyi's point of view, these four sentences came back and forth, perfectly sketching the image of an ordinary middle-aged man. Gu Xiongzhi also has troubles, and that...
Bai Qing also looked at Gu Zhihan and thought: Maybe it has something to do with the family.
Dad Bai took a sip of wine with a particularly happy expression, and even licked his lips and said, "When I was in the army, I was so greedy for this wine! But the discipline is there, and I can't smell it for a whole year. That's really... so torturous. Fortunately, now that I'm out of the military, I can drink as much as I want."
Gu Xiongzhi asked, "Old Bai, have you been a soldier? I have been too."
Dad Bai said, "I heard your son and daughter say it. They said that you are a soldier on the front line. I am a logistics soldier and work in the cooking class."
Gu Xiongzhi drank it and said, "The cooking class is very hard, I know it. Not only do we have to train every day, but we also need to find ways to provide nutrition for the soldiers, and we have to take care of the tastes of all the soldiers. It's too difficult and hard work."
Papa Bai said, "Sure enough, those who have been in the army know how to do it!"
Gu Xiongzhi sighed: "At that time, the chef of our company was a Shanghainese, and the cooking was too sweet. The brothers couldn't get used to it for a long time. Because the soldiers ate too little, the chef was always criticized. But there was no way. , some flavors have grown up with the chef since childhood, and they can't be changed."
Papa Bai said: "At that time, we had everything from all over the world. In order for our comrades to eat well, the squad leader and I were trying to find a way to coordinate the tastes of our comrades every day. In the end, Shanghai people could be the same as Sichuan people. We sat down to eat at one table, and we ate very happily, haha! Our class even won several pennants from the best cooking class!"
"The best cooking class?" Hearing this, Gu Xiongzhi raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised.
Papa Bai said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
Gu Xiongzhi actually stood up slowly, and greeted Dad Bai with a standard salute.
Bai Qingyi: "...?"
Dad Bai: "Hey, old Gu, what are you doing?"
Gu Zhihan was a little surprised, while Gu Jingxuan pretended to sigh with an air of understanding.
Bai Qing also quickly inquired about the news: "What's the matter with your father? Why do you salute when you eat?"
Gu Jingxuan said, "It's not that my sister-in-law's father is too powerful, the best cooking class."
Bai Qing was even more confused: "???"
Gu Xiongzhi said something like learning from his comrades in arms, and then sat down again. Papa Bai said: "I should learn from you. You are so good in the shopping mall and how much you have contributed to the motherland! And after I am discharged from the army, I can only be a cook, but if I can get people in the store Every customer has a happy meal, so I'm quite satisfied. Contributing to the society, isn't that all about it?"
Gu Xiongzhi's eyes slowly glanced between Gu Zhihan and Gu Jingxuan, and his expression became very worried.
Gu Jingxuan whispered, "It's over, here we go again..." Then he hid behind Bai Qingyi.
Bai Qing also quickly asked: "What's coming, what's coming?"
She noticed that Gu Zhihan's hand slowly clenched into a fist.
Gu Xiongzhi said, "You have a better way of educating your children than I do."
"Old Gu, what do you mean? Your two children are very bright and promising. Why is it bad?"
Gu Xiongzhi said: "Qingqing is the champion of the singer competition. Of course, there is nothing to say about her strength. And my daughter ranks seventh on the list of young talents. She was born in 1989. After all, she was born last in the 1980s. Yes. If I was born a few months late, it would be the first batch of the post-90s. My son is neither short nor tall, and he can neither stand at the front nor at the back during inter-class exercises. Standing in the middle What's the point of following the crowd and seeing no one at a glance."
Gu Jingxuan complained to his elder sister: "The list of young talents is based on age. My elder sister must be at a disadvantage compared to people who are nine years older than her! If compared with her peers who are about five years older, my elder sister must be the strongest! "
Gu Jingxuan's words sounded a bit like protecting one's shortcomings. In fact, he did not compare Gu Zhihan with the remaining five-year-olds, but he believed that Gu Zhihan must be the strongest.
Gu Xiongzhi said: "Let's not talk about the list of young talents. Last year's outstanding entrepreneur selection, didn't you have your sister? It doesn't depend on age, only on worth and shares. But your sister is not willing to take over other companies. , which led to the failure of the hard indicators. I'm really mad at me! Let's not talk about this topic, come on, old man, drink! How much can you drink? I must be bigger than you!"
Bai Qing was also stunned, she didn't seem to understand what Gu Xiongzhi was thinking about. Is it the ranking of the young talent list, or Gu Zhihan's birth age
What's the impact of not being the first or last in the class
No, what Gu Xiongzhi meant just now was that he always wanted Gu Zhihan to take over another company, but Gu Zhihan was not happy, right? That being said, he should still be satisfied with Gu Zhihan.
Gu Jingxuan sighed, poked Bai Qingyi's back, and said, "My dad is a top cancer. If it wasn't for this, how could he have gotten to where he is today?"
Bai Qing also froze.
Gu Xiong doesn't know how to choose a field, he just enjoys "being the first" and "being the first". So he saluted Dad Bai who took the "Best Cooking Class", and was a little concerned about Gu Zhihan's age at the back of the crane and Gu Jingxuan's "moderate" height. And he had a singer competition champion by his side, but he was not hit by anger.
No... Bai Qing also suddenly remembered Gu Xiongzhi's request for "the daughter-in-law of the Gu family".
A movie queen starts...
It is indeed a top cancer!