Qian Jian went home to prepare the meals, and found an excuse on the way, secretly packed the meals and brought them to the hotel. Qian Luda stared straight at the lunch box, his eyes almost glowed.
As soon as he grabbed the chopsticks, he ate voraciously. Qian Jian couldn't help frowning, "Drink some water, eat slowly, and be careful not to choke."
Qian Luda took the teacup from Qian Jian's hand, "Gudu, Gudu" swallowed it, and his stomach burst up: "Ajian, you are good at cooking, just like your father. That's called a fragrance."
"The city is closed for the past few days, and you can't go out anyway. When I leave the car every day, I will send some meals and fruits over. If you can't come under any special circumstances, then I will order some takeaway for you. As Qian Jian said, he took out all the banknotes in his pocket and patted them on the table: "Electronic payment is used now, and cash is used less. Take it first."
"Thisis all for me?" Qian Luda said in a nasty voice, he was a little dizzy from Qian Jian's sudden change. He didn't ask his eldest nephew to treat him well, but he would be grateful if he could take care of him a few meals.
Qian Jian didn't want to say anything more to him, so he just got up and wanted to leave. Seeing this, Qian Luda hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Don't leave in a hurry, talk to me again."
Even though there was some pathetic taste in Qian Luda's words, Qian Jian still had no intention of staying. Grinning his teeth, he forcefully opened Qian Luda's fingers, and then walked out without looking back: "There are people at home who need my company more, you should rest earlier."
"Thenthen you" Qian Luda followed all the way to the corridor of the hotel, looked at the direction Qian Jian left, but couldn't find a suitable word.
"I will come again!" Qian Jian waved his hand, but did not look back.
Uncles and nephews who hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years were reconnected like this. Sometimes Qian Jian went directly to the hotel to see Qian Luda as soon as he went to his father's house to accompany him to finish his talk.
Several times, his mother told Qian Jian that his father had always dreamed of his second uncle in his dreams recently, standing bloodied in the shadows, which was very scary. Sometimes when I woke up in the morning, I would ask if Qian Luda had died outside and wanted someone to take him home.
When Qian Jian heard this, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Several times, he almost blurted out to tell his father that the second uncle had returned.
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again. His father has high blood pressure, so he still has to take it easy. If he knows the news, will his father pass out from excitement?
What's more, Qian Ruda came back too suddenly, and it seemed inappropriate to bring him back to his family during such a special period.
As Qian Jian came to the door more often, Qian Luda's chatterbox opened up. The two of them also chatted about Qian Luda's experiences over the years while eating. Qian Jian just folded his hands in front of his chest, looking impatient to listen. Qian Luda didn't care at all, he just ate and talked on his own.
For him, the stone that has been in his heart for more than 20 years is too heavy. He needs a window where he can catch his breath. Qian Luda might not know what Qian Jian was thinking. But for him who has been wandering outside for more than 20 years, sitting and chatting with this familiar yet unfamiliar elder nephew is still a pleasant thing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com