For an inexplicable reason, after elder Mr. Gu tasted the sweet and sour ribs not made of meat, he never touched any other dish afterwards.
He nearly finished the entire plate all by himself.
Gu Qianqian, sitting beside him, naturally saw it most clearly. If she hadn't known about the special sweet and sour ribs made of lotus root and potatoes, she would not dare let him eat so much.
After the meal, elder Mr. Gu directly asked to see Lu Shenglin. Though everyone was puzzled, nobody dared to dissuade him.
So, Lu Shenglin, who had just finished cooking and was still smelling of kitchen fumes, nervously arrived at the back garden of the house: "Mr... Mr Gu..."
"Long time no see!"
Hearing her voice, Gu Baichuan didn't turn around, just sighed deeply, "Twenty years have passed in a blink. Time flies quickly, doesn't it?"
"Mr. Gu, how is your health?"
