Song Tong paused and looked unhappy. He frowned and asked the butler, "Did the doctor say anything?"
"The doctor said, looking at the old woman's body like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive the New Year," the housekeeper said solemnly, looking in front of Song Tong, while he was busy comforting, "But the doctor also said, this serious It’s rare that someone can survive such an illness for so long.”
Song Tong nodded, said no more, and entered the door.
It was already too late, and the lights in Song Fu's room had been turned off. Song Tong couldn't go in and disturb him, so he kowtowed outside the door, and then entered the backyard. Passing by the auspicious courtyard, he stopped and stood in the distance. Looking at the dim window, looking at the blurred image of the dressing table reflected above, it was really a small Xuan window, where he was dressing up. He was stunned for a long time, and then turned around and entered the backyard.
"Daddy! Daddy! Why did you come back?! My aunt and I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
As soon as Song Tongfu entered the backyard, he saw Ke'er coming up to him happily. He was so busy that he reached out and picked up Ke'er, and said softly: "Why are you still awake so late, Ke'er?"
"Because I have to wait for daddy," Ke'er said sweetly, leaning over and kissing Song Tong hard on the face, while saying a little proudly and a little expectantly, "Today is daddy's birthday! I Of course I want to celebrate my dad’s birthday!”
Song Tong was startled. He didn't remember that today was his birthday.
"Dad, have you forgotten it yourself? Hahaha! My aunt was indeed right!" Ke'er looked at Song Tong's dazed look and couldn't help laughing, "My aunt said You must have been so busy that you forgot about it!”
Song Tong paused: "Is my little aunt here too?"
"Yes, just now the maid came to announce that you are back, and my little aunt is busy getting down for you." Ke'er twisted in Song Tong's arms, "Dad, let me down, and I will take you Go eat something delicious! It must be something you like!”
Song Tong put Ke'er down on the ground, and then was led by Ke'er all the way into the side hall. When Song Tongfu saw the full Eight Immortals table in the middle of the side hall, he was stunned.
"Dad, sit down! Sit down quickly!" Ke'er pulled Song Tong to sit down, happily took the chopsticks and handed them to Song Tong's hand, and said proudly, "Dad, look, everything is Is it what you like to eat? Hey hey, daddy, eat it quickly!"
Song Tong looked at the dishes on the big table and felt a little trembling in his heart. When he spoke again, his voice also trembled: "Who made this?"
"It's my little aunt! My little aunt has been busy for a long time." Ke'er didn't notice anything strange about Song Tong at all. While giving Song Tong a piece of swan meat with chopsticks, he looked at Song Tong expectantly and said, "Dad, Come on, try it! My aunt’s roasted swan meat is as delicious as my mother’s! I’ve tried it, it’s really delicious, dad, please try it!”
Song Tong looked at the swan meat on the chopsticks, and his nose felt a little sore. He took the chopsticks and slowly brought the piece of swan meat to his mouth. The aroma of the meat filled his mouth, but his heart was full of sorrow. .
It's exactly what Kerr said, and it's as delicious as she made it.
How long has it been since he had this taste
He thought he had forgotten this taste, but at this time, the tip of his tongue, his taste buds, his lips and teeth reacted before his brain.
This is her taste.
…
"Dad, is it delicious?" Ke'er stared at Song Tong's bulging cheeks with watery eyes, "How is my little aunt's craftsmanship? You don't even know that my little aunt has been bored in the kitchen these two days. It’s hard work!”