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113. Father and Son

"Tang...Tang...Tangshan Chang, ah! No! Brother Tang Fourth!"

Du He had a pale face and stammered, "I, I didn't do anything bad this time, right?"

Facing Du He's uncertain words, Tang Heshang did not answer any answer, but just glanced at the cook indifferently, as if waiting for something.

The cook seemed to have suddenly woken up. Non-staff members were not allowed to enter the kitchen. He hurriedly said: "Deputy Minister Tang, please listen to the explanation of the slave!"

"explain!"

Tang He nodded, and he also wanted to know what was going on.

Listening to Tang Heshang's speech and looking at Tang Heshang's calmly friendly face, the chef breathed a sigh of relief and quickly explained: "Return to Deputy Director Tang, Du Xiaolangjun is pure filial. He wants to learn some food and get it home for his father to eat, so I agree. Please don't blame him, it's me that I didn't abide by the rules of the kitchen."

"No!"

As soon as the cook finished speaking, Du He immediately said, "Deputy Minister Tang, this matter is not the matter. I begged him to come. Don't blame her for asking for it, just blame me!"

Seeing Du He bringing things to him, Tang Heshang felt a little relieved and said lightly: "It's quite a bit responsible, it's a man! Tell me, why should I learn to cook for your father?"

Du He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Master, a few days ago, I accidentally heard a class of poor families and civilians reciting the "Rules for Children" and felt that the above said makes sense. I, Aye, worked hard in the court every day, and after I got home, I did not forget to teach me and my elder brother, so I thought about learning a dish for him and making him happy."

The ten-year-old doll always has a simple mind, just to simply make your father smile.

This simple thought made Tang Laosi feel a little shocked for a moment. Calculate it, he hasn't been home for a long time to have a meal with his father, right?

"Forget it!"

Tang He was indifferent to his mood, and said lightly, "No more examples" and then turned around and walked away.

...

August 20th, the rest is also the third weekend of Chang'an College in August.

Du Erlang, who returned home the day before, ran out early and went to the West Market. After a long time of shopping, he bought the goods he wanted.

Then he went home and went straight to the kitchen and said, "I'm going to arrange the meal today!"

The cook was shocked and said nervously: "Jun Erlang, I once heard that scholars cannot enter the kitchen."

"That's a gentleman who stays away from the kitchen!"

Du Lao Er rolled his eyes and said lightly: "Don't explain this sentence randomly. A gentleman is kind and cannot bear to kill, so he does not enter the kitchen. Instead of scholars, he cannot enter the kitchen. The college taught him! I just cook a dish, but I don't kill!"

The cook smiled embarrassedly and said, "Scholars are amazing!" He didn't dare to object at all.

Du He skillfully rolled up his sleeves, cut the meat he bought into small slices, then cut it into ginger and pour it into less than the boiling spring. After marinating for a quarter of an hour, he poured some soybean oil he asked for from the college kitchen into the pot.

Wait until the oil temperature is 70% hot, pour in the marinated slices of meat and stir-fry...

After a while, the dishes in the pot were finally cooked. They were cooked and served on the pan and then brought to the dining room.

Du Laoer invited his parents and Du Gou, the brother of the Road Supervisor, just returned to Chang'an to serve as the chief of the road supervisor, and then said: "Aye, mother, eldest brother. I taught the "Rules for Children" in the school. His words are: First, filial piety and brotherhood, and then I am cautious.

Over the years, I have received my parents' care and my brother's care. I really don't know how to thank me, so I learned a dish from school and asked Aye's mother and brother to taste it!"

When Du Ruhui heard this, his eyes couldn't help but feel a little rosy and said with satisfaction: "Okay! My son has learned well, and the college's teaching is also good!"

Du's mother also looked relieved and praised her youngest son.

Du Gou said with a shame: "I am not as many as my younger brother!"

These praises made Xiao Du He blush and he said excitedly: "Hurry, try it!"

"good!"

Du Ruhui nodded, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Um!?

Sweet and sour, tastes good!

No doubt, my son must have put in a lot of effort!

He couldn't help but pick up another piece of meat and put it in his mouth. Du Ruhui exclaimed: "It's so delicious! What kind of meat is this? Try it all!"

Du He grinned and said, "Powder meat, you can eat these in the college. They taste very good. They are the cooking method founded by Brother Tang's family!"

Du Ruhui, who had experienced the war, did not complain about the cheap pork, but nodded and said, "It's really good, eat more."

The family in Du Mansion is having a happy time.

At the same time, the mansion of Duke Changsun Wuji of Qi was also a father and son.

The uncle looked at his eldest son who had just returned to Chang'an, and he wanted to speak but stopped several times.

The smart Changsun Chong immediately discovered that there was something in his father's mind, and smiled slightly and said, "Aye, if you have something to do, just say it. There is nothing to say between father and son!"

After pondering for a while, Changsun Wuji spoke in his heart before speaking: "Chong'er, a few days ago, a survey was conducted in Chang'an under the appointment of your uncle. This investigation found that children born from close relatives may be very dull.

I wanted to discuss with you a few days ago, but you have been very busy. I thought for my father, why don’t we quit your marriage with Changle?”

Changsun Chong was stunned when he heard this and said in disbelief: "Father, do this matter seriously?"

Changsun Wuji nodded with an ugly expression.

After a long time, Changsun Chong replied, "Aye, I'll listen to you. Let's leave the marriage! My uncle must have asked you to investigate this matter on purpose. The purpose should be to let us take the initiative to talk about it in the future if it is confirmed.

If you retreat, you and your uncle are in a dilemma. You don’t have to worry about the child, why should a real man have no wife?"

"good!"

Changsun Wuji sincerely exclaimed: "I am the eldest son of my Changsun Wuji. I guessed it right in one go! I am proud of my father for your intelligence and ambition!

In the yamen, you must not be proud and complacent, and learn from Wang Xuance. That man has always followed Tang He to work, and has always been steady, and has also learned a lot of knowledge from Tang He!”

"Thank you, father!"

Changsun Chong bowed and resigned: "Father, I'll go down first, there are a lot of road supervision work!"

Changsun Wuji waved his hand slightly and signaled his son to leave. He sighed quietly after his son left.

My son knows that how could the matter of breaking off the engagement have no effect?

The Duke of Ju State's Mansion, Silangjun Tang Heshang finally returned home a few months later.

After entering the door with a large bunch of vegetables and seasonings, Tang He announced something: "I cook today, and it took a long time since my family had a good meal!"

Tang Jian, Yuan family, the eldest, second, third, fifth, and the whole family were all moved!

Especially the Duke of Ju, Tang Jian, who had tears in his eyes, just said, "Son, don't! My father hasn't seen you cook for sixteen years. What's wrong with you?"

Hysteria?

The most important thing is, can you eat the rice you cook?

If Tang Heshang knew what his father was thinking, he would definitely say: True, this is his real father!
Chapter completed!
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