Chapter 966

Yang Song plans to go home and take his parents to Los Angeles. If he can, he will let them settle here.

Their family can get together.

"Well, I miss my uncle and aunt too." Meng Shihan is very happy.

"Let's pick them up in a few days." Before Yang song goes back, he has to clean up Chen Aishu and them. Otherwise, when he picks up his parents, meeting these sand carvings will definitely affect his mood.

"Listen to you." Only in front of Yang song can Meng Sihan show the little bird's dependence on people.

"Since you want to go home, there must be a lot of things to prepare. Just me and Chen Ming. Go back and prepare first. Don't be too anxious. Take your time and don't get tired."

"Good!" Meng Shihan went back first.

Make arrangements, Yang Song once again into the hot kebab business.

Many old people hold mobile phones, pat on the kebab, send a circle of friends, or show off to plastic friends.

"My grandson and I ate kebabs and three hundred and one Beef Kebabs in the high tech mall. I was so tired."

"My granddaughter is inviting me to eat mutton kebabs, 200 yuan a kebab. I'm so filial."

"There should still be two grandchildren. My grandchildren invited me to eat chicken wings and roasted chicken wings brushed with honey. My grandchildren invited me to eat roasted chicken legs and brushed with honey."

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Comparison is everywhere.

In the luxurious office buildings in Los Angeles, many white-collar mobile phones tick a few times from time to time.

"What's the matter? This is the special tone of my old man."

White collar workers click on their mobile phones and find that their parents have sent three circles of friends at one go, from photos to small videos.

"My father went to a barbecue?"

"My father went too?"

"My parents went and ate a lot!"

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At the same time, the people who were washing their hands said, "they actually like barbecue?"

"Why don't I know?"

"I've never seen my mother eat baked gluten. What a surprise!"

Because in the same company, I don't eat much. People in a community have dementia.

Even some gold collars were surprised: "the old people at home not only send their own circle of friends, but also praise and forward each other. They play very smoothly. They dare to eat spicy chicken wings."

"My father eats barbecue with fruit beer, and my son eats barbecue with flower cattle. This combination is a wonderful harmony."

Some people touched their chin and said:

"I think this kebab looks familiar."

"The hands of these kebabs are as slender as bamboo and as tall and straight as pine, as if they contain infinite power. Anyway, they are pleasant and familiar."

"Ladies and gentlemen, Baifeng pavilion has been closed for rectification in recent days. A small luxury snack car suddenly appeared in the high-tech shopping mall. In addition to the boss of kebabs, there is also a beautiful woman and a food product whose mouth can't stop. It is said to be called Xiao Ming."

"What else don't you understand? Brother song's snack cart is back in the Jianghu!"

"Don't say anything. I'm off work."

"Man, take a ride."

"Together!"

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Yang Song didn't know about it. He didn't have a string to bake for the time being, so he chatted with the diners.

"Little boss, your craft is amazing!"

"You are this!"

Thumb! Thumb!

A group of gray or snow-white old people praised Yang Song's cooking and made him proud.

The old people eat more salt than the young people. They have more knowledge and praise Yang Song's cooking with decades of experience.

"You're welcome. I have to work harder."

"The young man has ability and is not arrogant and impetuous. Good, good!"

"Young people should be like this, down-to-earth in order to go far."

Yang Song communicated with the old people and established a preliminary trust with them.

He also chatted with the children.

"You are so powerful. You know how to be filial to your elders."

"Brother song, we knew it long ago!"

"Filial piety is not on the lips. Now I have lucky money to buy delicious food for my grandparents. When I grow up, I work to make money to buy a pile of delicious food for my grandparents, parents, grandparents, such a big pile!"

"I also buy it. I go to school and buy such a big pile of scholarships!"

A group of carrot heads stood up excitedly and tried to stretch their fat arms.

"It's delicious like a mountain."

"There's something good to drink."

A child is a piece of white paper, the most pure and flawless.

Yang Song planted a seed in their heart. Sooner or later, the seed broke through the ground.

Soon, a large group of people came.

Some people know Yang Song and know Baifeng Pavilion, while others don't. They just feel that their parents love barbecue and come to have a look with strange curiosity.

Well, just look.

Where Yang song does business, the rules move with him.

For example, you have to queue up.

Some people don't think so: "I'm early. There's no need to line up?"

Whoosh

Several eyes came, mainly targeting the elderly and children.

"Dad, you don't know there are many people waiting in line. You're ashamed, do you know?"

A middle-aged social man who was taught a lesson by his own children touched his nose and said, "I'm wrong."

"Apologize if you're wrong, and then line up."

"Ah, OK, I'm sorry. I'll line up now."

Yang Song's hand speed is fast and quickly makes dozens of strings.

"Finally, I ate brother song's kebab again. Baifeng Pavilion is going to be closed for decoration. I was greedy last night and didn't sleep."

Some parents found their own table with a tray and just sat down.

"The boss is so black that he dares to sell a bunch of baked gluten for 100 yuan. He robbed the money. But the baked string is really delicious! Hey, son, what are you staring at me for? Dad, I'm in line."

"Queuing is a fair rule and polite. We should all abide by it. It's nothing to show off."

"OK, I don't show off, but why do you stare at me? You stare at me like you caught me doing something wrong."

Such a bridge broke out in front of almost every table.

Special session from children:

"Why do you only buy baked gluten? Don't you know grandpa likes mutton kebabs best? Why don't you buy it for Grandpa?"

"Roasted chicken wings only buy two strings, one for yourself and one for me. What does grandma eat?"

"You can't eat chili. Grandpa likes it. Why don't roast chicken wings be spicy?"

"I bought everything, but I didn't buy gold baked buns for grandma. Mom and Dad, I'm very disappointed with you."

Mom and Dad:

"Doesn't your grandmother like eating?"

"Grandpa likes to eat mutton kebabs?"

"Your grandparents like chili?"

"I've asked before. They all said they didn't like it."

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The far fetched explanation of adults can't convince the simple and persistent carrot head at all.

"Who says grandparents don't like eating? Have you asked? If they like eating, they have to buy it for them to eat."

"You all think it's delicious. Don't your grandparents like it?"

"Grandpa and grandma, they are saving you money. You adults don't know their hearts at all."

"Mom and Dad, be sincere."

"When you buy delicious food, you don't give it to yourself or me first. You have to give it to your elders first."

"Don't just care in your mouth, take practical action."

The so-called adults, who were taught by carrot heads, blushed and lowered their heads.