Fan Wubing said unreservedly about his own affairs, and did not forget to ask Li Qiniang who was taught by her famous chef.

Li Qiniang smiled: "My father's surname is Li, and his name is just a lexicon. I wonder if the old man has heard of it?"

"Zhi Li? The chef Li from Prince Qing's mansion?" Fan Wubing widened his eyes in disbelief.

Li Qiniang smiled and nodded: "It's my father."

"Ouch, och, och!"

Fan Wubing said "Ouch" three times, one louder, and his son Aku lost sight of him and buried his face in a big bowl. It would be fine if you and outsiders criticized your children as waste. Now, I heard someone mention his father, how could you be so angry?

Aku was born when Fan Wubing was forty-five years old. From the day he was born, he had a generation gap with his old man.

In fact, each of Fan Wubing’s three tones has meaning.

The first voice, Li Zhi, I have heard of it;

The second tone, what? You said your father is Li Zhi?

The third voice, my god, Li Zhi is actually your father!

Not to mention A Ku, even his elder brother A Yang, who has been with the old man since childhood, has not been able to understand his master's intentions.

Li Qiniang didn't understand even more. She just felt that Mr. Fan was a little unsteady enough.

"Mr. Fan and his father are old acquaintances?" Li Qiniang asked.

Fan Wubing was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Qiniang in disbelief.

Aku couldn't help it: "Dad, Boss Li asked you if you are old acquaintances with Chef Li."

"Oh, oh, I've met several times," Fan Wubing suddenly realized, but his eyes were still staring at Li Qiniang's face, "Maybe you look like Lingtang."

Upon hearing this, Li Qiniang finally understood why Fan Wubing's surprised eyes were like that. It turned out that she felt that she didn't look like her adoptive father.

"The old man is very eye-catching. I was adopted by my father since I was a child and regarded it as my own." Li Qiniang explained.

It is not a secret that she is the adopted daughter of the Li family. Li Zhi has never concealed it from her. She has known that she is the adopted daughter since she can remember.

What she saw and heard, there were many people who threw away their biological daughter but went to their relatives' house to adopt their son, and there were even poor families who used the money to sell their biological daughter to buy their son.

Not only do poor families do this, but also rich families.

For Li Qiniang, whether she died early, her adoptive mother, her adoptive father and brother, she was very fond of her. She never felt inferior because she was not born, nor did she have the idea of ​​finding her biological parents.

Li Qiniang spoke frankly, but Fan Wubing was frightened when she heard it.

It's true that it's not my biological child, indeed!

However, Fan Wubing has been a chef in a wealthy family for many years, and he still knows what he can say and what he cannot say.

After a brief surprise, Fan Wubing began to recall the two meetings with Li Zhi in the past. They were all forty years ago. At that time, Li Zhi had already started his army, and he was still a small apprentice.

Later, when he was in Shandong and Li Zhize was in the south, he never met again. He only heard that Li Zhi had entered the Prince Qing Mansion, and Fan Wubing was very envious.

If you talk about appearance, Li Qiniang is obviously not Li Zhi's daughter.

Li Zhisheng had small eyes and small noses, and his facial features seemed to be crowded together. He became as fat as a ball when he was in his twenties. Later, he heard that he was getting fatter and fatter, and he had the nickname of "Fat Li".

But this boss Li is not only not fat, but also has a tall and oval face, and has a generous and bright facial features. Unless Li Zhi married a beautiful wife, Fan Wubing would never believe that he could give birth to such a daughter with his fat Li's appearance.

The shop on the construction site is very small and there are not many people living there. Xin Bo and Cui Xu live here, and the others pack up after dinner and then go back.

Fan Ji's shop only had two people left, and Fan Wubing and several other nephews also returned to the house they rented in Xinjing.

The Fan family has been in Beijing with more than 30 people and rented two yards opposite the door.

When Fan Wubing returned home, Aku began to complain to him: "Dad, the boss Li is a woman. I heard that he is still a widow. Although you are old, you are staring at him with good eyes. This is also a shameless thing. In the future, everyone will do business on the construction site. You should pay attention to it. If you say that you are disrespectful to the old, you are so shameless."

Before Aku finished speaking, Fan Wubing smashed his shoes: "You little brat, I have a relationship with Miss Li's peer-to-peer family. It's different from generation to generation. You talk nonsense again, let's see if I won't beat you to death."

Aku rolled his eyes and asked with his neck in his arms, "The two elder sisters of Uncle Huang's family are also your juniors, but I didn't see you staring at someone else's face."

"You guy knows nothing. This lady Li looks like, Oh, forget it, I won't tell you anymore." Fan Wubing wanted to go downstairs to pour a cup of tea. When he stretched out his feet, he found that one shoe was missing, which was under Aku's feet.

"Take my shoes over!" Fan Wubing said.

Aku didn't move: "If you don't explain it clearly, I won't take it."

"You are spoiling your mother. I won't beat you!" Fan Wubing threw up another shoe. This time, he was completely unable to get off the kang.

"If you don't tell me, I won't give it to you. You can't beat me anyway." Aku refused, "If you don't tell me, I will tell my mother, my sister-in-law, my aunt, and my wife, you are staring at the young woman..."

"You dare!"

"It's a pancake if you don't roll it!"

Fan Wubing could not beat Aku five years ago. He punched Aku that time, but he couldn't afford to hold the fried spoon for half a month.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you are not allowed to talk to others, nor can you talk to your wife."

Aku suddenly felt energetic. He picked up his father's shoes from the ground, but did not put them on for him. If he put them on, he would not say anything. He would not be fooled.

Fan Wubing sighed, he really thought so.

But seeing Aku's appearance as if I would go to report the news without saying anything, Fan Wubing had to say, "Go and close all the doors and windows."

Aku did as he said, but Fan Wubing sighed again. After a while, he said quietly: "Miss Li and the female leader of the Cao Gang look like they were carved from the same mold. I was shocked when I saw her."

"Later she said she was the daughter of Fat Li, how could that be possible? Look at your sister, look at your niece, and then you will be our family at that time, but she is not. I don't believe it. Fat Li can give birth to such a daughter?"

Aku was stunned: "What? Caocaocao, Caobang? Dad, you know the female leader of Caobang? Why haven't you heard you mentioned it before? If it's related, why are we coming to Xinjing? We should go to the south!"

"Shut up, do you think your father knows someone else? Your father, I, just cooked for him for three days before returning to my hometown. Alas, more than half of the dozen blue brick and large tiled houses in our hometown were rewarded by the female leader."
Chapter completed!