Hearing the old lady's compliment, Song Ziyu said modestly: "You're showing off your shame."

"Young man, with your help I have saved a lot of things. Thank you so much for your hard work." The old lady took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"It's okay, it's all a trivial matter. Leave the rest to me."

Seeing that the old lady was so kind-hearted, Song Ziyu simply took the spoon and "occupied" the kitchen directly.

"This is no good, how can we let the guests do the work?" The old lady quit and wanted to compete with Song Ziyu for control of the kitchen.

But how can he compete with Song Ziyu?

Song Ziyu didn't hesitate. After occupying the stove, he quickly started cooking.

Song Ziyu's cooking skills may not be as good as those of professional chefs in big restaurants, but he can still make a few specialty home-cooked dishes at his fingertips.

After a few operations, several home-cooked stir-fry dishes with full color, flavor and flavor were put on the table.

"Grandma, are you ready to eat?" A clear and refreshing voice came from outside the house, which was very pleasant to the ear.

"Wow, it smells so good!" The girl's voice chirped again: "Grandma, your craftsmanship has improved so much."

The old lady smiled and said: "Qianqian, you may have made a mistake today. This is not my skill."

"Ah? Could it be Grandpa! Impossible! Grandpa doesn't have this ability." The girl exclaimed.

Immediately, a series of cheerful footsteps walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey, when did the family hire a housekeeper? Why didn't I know?"

Song Ziyu looked up while preparing cold dishes, but saw a tall girl with a ponytail appearing in front of her.

The girl's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, looking at herself like a giant panda.

Song Ziyu responded with a smile, and the girl said lightly: "It's not the chef summoned by the cooking class, is it? It doesn't look like it, hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Song Ziyu looked at this beautiful girl and was thinking about how to explain it when the old lady behind him said, "Don't be so rude, Nier. This is a guest invited by your grandfather to the house."

"Ah?" The girl's eyes opened even wider.

"Grandpa, what did you do? It's getting more and more unreliable..." The girl muttered and turned around to leave the kitchen.

After a while, Mr. Ye's cheerful voice came from outside the door: "Hey, what a delicious dish. My wife, this is not your craft, right?"

When Song Ziyu heard this in the kitchen, she realized that the kind-hearted old lady was Mr. Ye's wife.

Song Ziyu secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't do anything extraordinary, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

At this time, Mrs. Ye said: "You still have the nerve to say that this is all done by Mr. Song!"

"Oh? Xiao Song is here?" Mr. Ye said in surprise.

Song Ziyu walked out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, looked at Mr. Ye and smiled: "Mr. Ye, I see you again."

"Oh, Xiao Song, what did you do? You came right after you came. Why did you go to the kitchen? You really broke the rules of our family, hahaha."

Although Mr. Ye said this, he could tell that he was very happy in his heart.

Song Ziyu smiled slightly, thinking that any man who could cook would not be too unlucky.

The meal is ready, Song

Ziyu and Mr. Ye were chatting in the courtyard. After a few words, a car with a military license plate parked not far away, and two people got out of the car.

The two got out of the car and walked towards the old house while chatting.

Song Ziyu noticed that one of them looked quite similar to Mr. Ye, just like Mr. Ye when he was young. He was so majestic and heroic.

Based on his appearance, Song Ziyu guessed that this person was most likely Ye Lao's son.

As for the other person, he was thin and did not look like a soldier.

But both of them were wearing the uniforms of army officers, with a gold star shining brightly on the epaulettes on their shoulders.

"dad."

"Uncle Ye."

When they saw Mr. Ye, they were both respectful.

Seeing his son, Mr. Ye just said "hmm" lightly, his attitude was very casual.

However, when Mr. Ye saw another person, he seemed to be interested in chatting: "Yang Qu, why did you get the job of bank inventory in the war zone?"

The major general named Yang Qu replied respectfully: "Uncle Ye, this is a job assigned by above. You know that I work in the Equipment Department of the capital, and I cannot shirk this job."

"Well, let's make peace with it now. You can slowly connect with the war zone. When the time comes, I will say hello to the generals in charge of logistics and ask them to actively cooperate with your work... Don't worry, you can make it up, and everyone will not be in trouble.

You." Mr. Ye nodded.

"Thank you Uncle Ye for your support in work!" Yang Qu was shocked when he heard this.

Mr. Ye didn't want to talk about work anymore, so he asked: "How is Mr. Yang's health?"

"Thank you Uncle Ye for your concern. My father is in good health now. He still misses you very much and is looking forward to your return to the capital to play chess with him." The general named Yang Qu responded respectfully.

Mr. Ye chuckled: "Lao Yang, this stinky chess player, I'm afraid no one in the capital is willing to play against him."

Yang Qu's face turned red with embarrassment.

Song Ziyu heard something fishy from the side. This Major General Yang spoke in the northern Mandarin, which was very different from the southern accent. This showed that he was not a local.

At this time, the old lady came out. When she saw Yang Qu, she smiled and said, "Xiao Yang is here. Have you eaten? If not, just bring a pair of chopsticks."

The dignified major general was even more reserved than Song Ziyu in front of these two elders. He behaved like a student whose homework was checked and couldn't say a single word for a long time.

"Xiao Yang, you don't look like a soldier like this. You are so hesitant. No wonder your father only dared to throw you in the equipment department." Ye Laochui glared at him and said, "You are not allowed to leave once you are here. Sit down."

Come and have a drink with me during dinner."

Major General Yang nodded and said: "Then... it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

"dad."

The girl with the ponytail didn't know when she appeared next to the major general and took the major general's hand.

"My daughter is here."

The unsmiling Ye Ziqiang smiled when he saw his daughter.

"Now that we're all here, let's get on the table, don't wait any longer!"

Ye Lao gave the order.

So everyone went to the dinner table.

"Xiao Song, come on, come on, sit next to me." Mr. Ye greeted.

Song Ziyu was stunned when he heard this!

Mr. Ye sat in the host's seat. At this moment, the old man actually let him sit in the host and guest's seat, which made him feel flattered.

"Mr. Ye, your arrangement is biased."

Hearing Song Ziyu speak, everyone's attention turned to Song Ziyu.

What kind of identity does Mr. Ye have? How dare he accuse Mr. Ye of biased arrangements? Who is this young man? ???

"Humph, how come my arrangement is biased?" Ye Laochuu glared at him.

Song Ziyu said neither humble nor arrogantly: "It's embarrassing for me to sit in the host and guest position. How can I dare to sit with this general here?"

"Hehe." Mr. Ye narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I have the final say in the rules of my house, you just sit here."

Seeing this situation, Song Ziyu couldn't shirk away, so he could only bow his hands to Major General Yang, and then sit next to Mr. Ye.

Yang Qu is still in shock!

I was shocked by what kind of background this young man had, allowing Mr. Ye to invite him to sit as a guest, and dare to talk back to Mr. Ye.

This is something I have never dared to do since I was a child.

Yang Qu was already surprised...but Mr. Ye's next move made him even more shocked!

I saw Mr. Ye pick up the wine bottle on the table and fill a glass for himself, and then directly fill a glass for Song Ziyu.

"Come on, Xiao Song, let's go one by one." Mr. Ye was in a good mood. He picked up his wine glass and was about to clink it with Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu quickly held the wine glass with both hands and gently touched the lower edge of Ye Lao's wine glass to show respect.

After finishing a glass of wine, Song Ziyu just put down the glass when Mr. Ye filled up the second glass.

Mr. Ye said: "Xiao Song, I want to thank you for the cup just now for saving my life."

Song Ziyu said: "Mr. Ye, don't do this, I can't afford it."

Mr. Ye continued: "For this second glass of wine, I have to thank you on behalf of the country!"

After saying that, Mr. Ye raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, not only Song Ziyu was confused, but many people present were dumbfounded.

Which song is this sung from?

Except for Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye, everyone else looked at Song Ziyu.
To be continued...