In front of the dinner table.
Lin Wanyi looked at these meals, which were like a unique drug, and he didn't know which dish to eat first.
I can only drink a cup in silence.
Think about it for a moment.
Frown relaxed.
Put down the glass and was about to say something.
"Dad, let's talk about it after we finish eating. Try this dish. It's a child's specialty." Lin Fan picked up a piece of blackened egg and a severely burnt tomato and put it on Lin Wanyi's plate. In the bowl.
"Mr. Wu, you're welcome. Eat first."
Lin Fan was very enthusiastic. As for the previous matter of allocating fields to the refugees, he had selectively forgotten about it.
He won't say it out loud.
I can’t let dad bring it up either.
I just want to impress my dad with the delicious food cooked by my own hands and let him indulge in the delicious food and be unable to extricate himself.
Lin Wanyi and Mr. Wu looked at each other.
Looking at what was not even food in the bowl, I picked up the chopsticks and tried it.
Entrance.
The tip of the tongue is stimulated and contracts instantly.
Enter throat.
The taste buds were exploded and the pain was excruciating.
In the battle between taste and food, food wins.
Lin Wanyi looked nothing like Mr. Wu. He didn't even have the slightest expression. He just swallowed the food into his mouth.
"Fan'er..."
The title has changed, and we don't call Ni Zi directly like before.
That's a bad name, but look at how familiar it is now.
"Dad, let's eat first. Don't talk about anything else. I'll pour you some wine." Lin Fan couldn't possibly give his father a chance to speak, so he filled the wine glass and then served the dishes diligently.
soon.
Lin Wanyi's bowl and wine glass were piled full with food.
"Anger points +11."
Lin Fan didn't quite understand these 11 points of anger.
What the hell
Where did it come from.
Who is angry again.
Dad is absolutely impossible.
I have worked so hard to prepare a table of dishes, but it is too late to be moved. How could I be angry
at this time.
Mr. Wu wants to leave.
Why bother to suffer from this tongue.
Are these dishes for human consumption
Either it's salty to death, or it's bitter to death.
The most important thing is that it's a complete mess.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this dish is not well cooked and tastes terrible, but the young master has no feeling at all and keeps picking up the food.
When I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the master was engrossed in eating vegetables.
Nothing happens.
For Lin Wanyi, these dishes are indeed difficult to swallow, but they are sweet inside.
This is the first time my son has cooked for him.
Even if what he makes is a piece of shit, he won't frown and eat it all.
Whenever Lin Wanyi wanted to talk, Lin Fan would just wait until he finished eating and talk.
Sudden.
Lin Wanyi picked up the soup bowl and drank all the soup boldly in one breath.
Bang!
The soup bowl was bottomed out and placed on the table.
Lin Wanyi's throat moved slightly, as if he was swallowing something terrible.
"Fan'er."
There is no food on the table.
Lin Fan couldn't find any more words to stop him, so he picked up the wine glass and said, "Dad, let me toast you."
He didn't eat a bite.
He is self-aware of the taste of his own food.
My father truly loved me and ate it all in one go without even frowning.
In addition to being shocked, he was also moved.
Father as a mountain.
No matter how unpleasant the food is, I can endure it.
He decided.
From now on he will be my dad, no matter what.
Lin Fan drank it all in one gulp.
The originally fair face suddenly turned rosy.
"Fan'er." Lin Wanyi had something to say. He thought a lot. Since some things were like this, what else could he do? It was just his son. If he didn't support him, who else could he support
"Dad, I'm dizzy. I'm too drunk." Lin Fan was drunk. He tilted his head and landed on the table with a clang. He let out a cry and passed away.
The house was quiet.
Mr. Wu opened his mouth, as if he didn't expect the young master to pretend to be drunk and fell asleep drunk.
Lin Fan was going to use Drunk Escape to escape this disaster.
"Anger points +223."
At this time, he realized that this point of anger appeared at the wrong time.
According to common sense, Dad would definitely say that since he is drunk, let’s talk tomorrow, and then let Gouzi help him to rest.
But something is wrong with the situation now.
Dad was angry.
Dad, who was gradually getting better by pretending to be drunk, became angry again.
Improper operation will have disastrous consequences.
Bang!
Lin Fan's head bounced up as if it were equipped with a spring.
Pretending to be confused, he scratched his head and said, "Dad, this wine is really strong. I drank it down in one gulp and almost got knocked out. I'm much better now. Nothing's wrong."
After saying that, he smiled.
As if to say.
Dad, I really didn’t pretend to be faint, it was really alcohol that hurt me.
"Sir, this wine is quite strong. It is inevitable for the young master to be drunk if he is drunk." Mr. Wu said.
This is just an excuse. Anyone with a right mind will generally not believe it.
certainly.
If you want to find a step.
Then this is true.
Lin Wanyi squinted his eyes, his eyes making Lin Fan a little uncomfortable. What exactly was this look and why was it so scary
Stared for a while.
He said: "Fan'er, what you did tonight made my father very happy and touched. It shows that you have grown up."
Before Lin Fan could say a few polite words, the conversation changed again.
"But what happened in the morning made my father angry, angry, and even desperate."
Mr. Wu stood up quietly and stood at the door to wait.
What follows is a conversation between the master and his son, father and son.
I haven't seen this scene for a long time.
It is becoming increasingly rare for the young master to listen quietly to his master's speech.
"Dad, I..." Lin Fan wanted to say a few words, but was stopped by his father.
"No need to give reasons. As a man, as long as you do what you want to do, don't tell others the reasons. It doesn't matter if your father doesn't understand your purpose. Whatever you do, you must know what you are doing. This way you are not doing something stupid."
Lin Wanyi stood up, walked to Lin Fan, and patted his shoulder.
"You have grown up, and the Lin family still wants you to bear the responsibility. Practice well so that you can do what you want to do in the future."
The words just fell.
Lin Wanyi walked out of the house and took Mr. Wu away.
Lin Fan looked at the background that faded into darkness.
It reminds me of a certain writer's "Back View".
It was so well written that I cried while reading it.
"Dad, don't worry, your child will do things according to his heart and will never do anything he doesn't want to do." Lin Fan said to himself.
Breathe a sigh of relief.
This matter is in the past.
Dad is still very reasonable.
very nice.
It's so good.
"Sir, are you okay?" Gouzi asked.
I thought the young master was going to be scolded severely by the master, but I didn't expect it to end like this.
"After that, tidy up and go to sleep." Lin Fan said.
Lin Mansion Courtyard.
"Master, you are really sensible." Mr. Wu said.
"Sensible?" Lin Wanyi smiled.
What exactly is this kid thinking
Can he still know
"Stop talking. I'm going to vomit for a while. My stomach feels uncomfortable." Lin Wanyi said.
"With the master, the old slave will also feel uncomfortable."
(End of chapter)