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Guo Yunchen's work and rest has always been very regular, even if he stayed up several nights recently due to the rush to film "The Red Mansion", he quickly adjusted.

Today, it was customary to wake up at six o'clock in the morning. He subconsciously propped up the bed with one hand. The next second, his arm softened, and he fell back on the bed again.

Guo Yunchen was startled, and gradually recalled that he danced with A Huan yesterday, in order not to be pulled into his arms by A Huan, he had to fight against A Huan the whole time.

Now that I think about it, Ah Huan's hand strength is pretty big.

The image of Ah Huan holding six bowls of noodles instantly appeared in Guo Yunchen's mind. He covered his eyes with his hands, laughed softly, and thought of his second aunt inexplicably. Finally, his eyes fell on the door, Thoughtful——

The second uncle doesn't seem to have changed the door recently, otherwise, ask where the second uncle's new door was ordered, and he plans to order one in advance?
Realizing that he was thinking too far, Guo Yunchen chuckled again, liking someone, is that the case?I will think of her anytime and anywhere, and the vision of the future is full of her figure everywhere.

Guo Yunchen twisted his waist, and his long legs fell directly to the ground. He got up neatly and went for a half-hour morning jog as usual.

After returning, he took a shower, hesitated at the door for a moment, thought that the milk glass was still a bit heavy, and turned around to enter the large dining room.

Most of the servants in the family are busy here. On the long table next to the dining table, seven or eight servants come and go a few times, and it is full of all kinds of food——

There are four types of rice porridge, two salty and sweet, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, fresh shrimp and abalone porridge, eight-treasure porridge plus lily and lotus seed porridge;
There are pan-fried buns, soup buns, and steamed buns.

There are also fried rice and fried noodles, fried dough sticks with soy milk, and wonton pies.

In short, the assortment of Chinese-style breakfasts is so rich that it is mouth-watering.

There are already several cousins ​​sitting at the big table, and the cousins ​​usually come to the big restaurant for morning tea when they have something to report to their uncles.

To Guo Yunchen's surprise, his cousin Zhishan was also there.

His cousins ​​counted as one, unless the elders summoned them, they would rather not have breakfast than come to the big restaurant.

Guo Yunchen greeted his cousins, then nodded to Guo Zhishan, looked at it, ordered a bowl of seafood porridge, and ordered soup dumplings stuffed with beef.

Just after eating a mouthful of porridge, the uncles came down with a large army.

Each uncle has three or four attendants. The uncles sat down at the big table, and the attendants sat at the round table next to them.

Sanbo's eyes lit up: "Ah Chen is here too!"

The second uncle raised his eyebrows: "Aha, it's rare for us Ah Chen to eat porridge today!"

Uncle nodded: "Drink more porridge, there is no harm."

The fourth uncle quietly took a bowl of wontons and cucumber pickles, sat down beside Guo Yunchen, unceremoniously picked up a steamed bun, and pushed the bowl of wontons towards Guo Yunchen: "Ah Chen also tasted it." Taste wontons."

The cousins ​​have long been accustomed to being treated differently by their uncles, and each of them ate their own breakfast in silence.

Guo Zhishan seldom went to a big restaurant to eat, and it was the first time he saw such a grand occasion, and his young face could not help showing a bit of envy——

I knew that Uncle Twelve was the heart of the elders in the family, but now I know how precious Uncle Twelve is!
Guo Zhishan was the empress dowager during the family banquet, but he didn't know that this was how his father took care of Guo Yunchen during the family banquet.

After the breakfast of Guo's elders was set up, several cousins ​​who had just finished their meal began to speak one by one:

"The king of the land in Tsim Sha Tsui, the Feng family also wants to get involved."

"The department store promotion plan for the Mid-Autumn Festival has been prepared."

……

One by one, in an orderly manner, the uncles listened casually, and occasionally pointed out a few words. Soon, after the cousins ​​finished reporting, Guo Zhishan carefully put down the spoon in his hand, but the spoon still inevitably collided dully with the mahogany dining table Voice.

Several big shots looked over at the same time, Guo Zhishan almost jumped up in fright, he stammered and said, "Well, the Hong Kong Singer Contest will officially start tomorrow. After screening, more than 1000 people have passed the registration."

The bosses looked at each other knowingly, and the uncle was the first to speak: "Yun Chen, you have more time to help Zhishan, he is too young and doesn't understand many things!"

The second uncle followed suit and nodded: "Let's see if there are any good seedlings. Idols. It's not enough to be beautiful in light and sound. You need to be beautiful!"

Sanbo laughed and said, "Although Rongchang Films has been losing money, there are still a few more popular movie stars, just that and that Lan's—"

Hearing the first half of Sanbo's sentence, Guo Yunchen blushed, and hearing the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help pointing out: "Sanbo, it's Ge Lan."

"Yes, yes, Ge Lan, hahaha."

Uncle San laughed loudly. After the fleet went out to sea, Uncle San's laughter also changed from hehehe to hahaha, which often attracted the attention of several other uncles.

The fourth uncle smiled and nodded: "Uncles, I believe in your vision, Ah Chen."

Guo Yunchen thought for a while, "Red Mansion Eryou" is coming to an end, and he will have more free time in the future, so it's okay to help a bunch of Zhishan, so he readily agreed.

However, the moment he nodded, Guo Yunchen was sensitive to discover that the uncles looked at each other excitedly and smiled mysteriously, which made him feel inexplicably falling into a trap.

Guo Yunchen subconsciously sped up his eating speed, but he still couldn't keep up with the feeding speed of his uncles. Finally, he simply raised his hands in surrender: "I really can't eat anymore!"

The uncles looked at his remaining half-cage buns, two tea eggs, a plate of rice rolls, and three deep-fried dough sticks, and sighed, "It's such a waste!"

"Your grandfather worked hard in Australia and ate unpalatable black bread every day!"

"Oh, the times are different, today's children don't know how to cherish food!"

Guo Yunchen: "..."

Is it because he doesn't cherish it?It's not like you guys are picking up vegetables in a competition!

While the uncles talked to each other, the cousins ​​stood up sensibly, each with a chopstick, and in the blink of an eye, most of the breakfast in front of Guo Yunchen was taken away.

Guo Zhishan was stunned, until everyone's eyes fell on him, and he realized belatedly that he had to clean up the rest of Uncle Twelfth's breakfast!
Guo Zhishan tried his best to stuff the steamed buns into his mouth, his stomach was already full, but under the caring eyes of several elders, he didn't dare to stop like Uncle Twelve.

He always felt that this feeling of being full was familiar——

Wait a minute, at the family dinner where Sanbo successfully bought a second-hand oil tanker, Dad also brought him a big plate full of food!

At that time, he was quite moved. Dad missed him so much, and the food he brought him was the best.

Thinking about it now, at that time, the person sitting next to Dad was Uncle Twelve!
Thinking about it carefully, there were many similar experiences before——

His father, who never brings food for him at home, brings him a bunch of high-end ingredients as soon as the family dinner is halfway through!
Guo Zhishan: "..."

He finally realized that he grew up eating Uncle Twelve's leftovers!
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