Chapter 671 Not enough
He looked into the distance, as if lost in memories: "I have achieved some academic success in my life, but I have been worried sick about my daughter. I have always hoped that she can be happy, find a reliable person, and live a stable life. But she only recognized you. Even though we got married later, I knew that she had a hurdle in her heart that she couldn't get over." Qi Tongwei's heart moved. He had never understood Liang Lu's inner torment over the years so deeply. He only felt that his rejection that year was too hasty and brought her endless pain.
"You are successful in your career now. I can see that you are a capable person. But the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. You can't let others down again." Liang Qunfeng turned his head and stared at Qi Tongwei with a sharp gaze. "Especially Lulu, she is simple-minded and sentimental. If you make her sad again, it will be a sin." Qi Tongwei responded quickly: "Professor Liang, don't worry, I will treat Liang Lu as my own sister in the future. If she is in trouble, I will definitely be the first to help her and will never let her suffer again."
Liang Qunfeng nodded slightly, his expression relaxed a little: "I believe you this time. What you said on the stage today and the donation were all right. People can't always live in the past, they have to look forward. I also hope that you can use this heart to do more good things and make up for the mistakes you made in the past." Qi Tongwei agreed deeply: "You are right, Liang Lu and I have discussed it, and we will focus on charity in the future to help those who are trapped by emotions and difficulties like us back then. We want them to know that as long as they don't give up, they can get out of it."
At this time, Liang Lu quietly approached and heard the conversation between the two. Her eyes were wet again. She whispered: "Dad, Tongwei, thank you." Liang Qunfeng looked at his daughter with love in his eyes: "Silly girl, as long as you live well, Dad will be happy." Qi Tongwei also stood up and said sincerely: "Liang Lu, let's work together in the future to make life better and better."
Liang Qunfeng looked at his daughter and Qi Tongwei standing side by side, and the remaining worry in his heart gradually dissipated. A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "It's a good thing that you have this intention. In the future, it will be long, and it's not enough to just be kind, you have to live a down-to-earth life." As he said that, he turned his gaze to Qi Tongwei, and a hint of mischief flashed in his eyes, "Qi Tongwei, I heard that you have been working hard alone for these years, and your cooking skills are probably not that good, right? Men, if you want to live an enjoyable life, you must first tie down your own stomach and the stomachs of those around you. Today, show us what you can do."
Qi Tongwei was stunned at first, then he scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Professor Liang, my cooking skills are really not good, but since you have spoken, I will try, and I still have to learn a lot from you." Liang Lu covered her mouth and chuckled: "Dad, don't make it difficult for him, he is so busy at work, how can he have time to study cooking." Liang Qunfeng pretended to be angry: "You girl, you only know how to protect him. I am doing this for your good. In the future, we will do charity work together. After a tiring day, it will be comfortable to go home and have a hot meal."
Everyone came to the kitchen. Liang Qunfeng took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, placed them on the table one by one, and began to explain patiently: "Cooking is like studying. You have to be attentive. You can't be careless about the heat, the seasoning, etc." Qi Tongwei stood aside, his eyes fixed on Liang Qunfeng's movements, and the pen in his hand kept recording the key points. He was so serious that it seemed like he was studying an important project.
It was Qi Tongwei's turn. He picked up the kitchen knife and clumsily cut the vegetables, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Liang Lu saw this and walked over gently, holding his hand and helping him adjust his posture: "Don't worry, take your time." Qi Tongwei felt the warmth of Liang Lu's palm, and a warm current surged in his heart, and his hands gradually became more stable.
Under the guidance of Liang Qunfeng, a simple home-cooked dish finally came out of the pot. Although it didn't look very good, it was full of fragrance. Qi Tongwei looked at Liang Qunfeng with some trepidation: "Professor Liang, try it, it's definitely not as good as your cooking skills." Liang Qunfeng picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. After chewing it carefully, he nodded slightly: "It's the first time to make it like this, not bad. I will practice more in the future, and I will definitely be able to do it." Qi Tongwei heard this and showed a happy smile on his face, which was a kind of satisfaction after being recognized.
Qi Tongwei received this rare recognition from Liang Qunfeng, and the joy on his face was like the warm spring sun, dispelling the past haze. Liang Lu watched from the side, her eyes full of tenderness and relief. She knew very well that this simple scene was of great significance to Qi Tongwei. It was an important step for him to integrate into her life circle, and it was also a warm footnote to their true reconciliation after years of entanglement.
At dinner time, the family sat around the table and tasted the result of Qi Tongwei's first display of cooking skills. Liang Lu picked up dishes for her father from time to time, and looked at Qi Tongwei with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have so much potential, this dish tastes really good." Qi Tongwei scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Thanks to Professor Liang's guidance, I just copied him, and there is still a lot of room for improvement." Liang Qunfeng snorted lightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are quite modest, but this cooking skill needs to be accumulated over time, you can't rush it."
Since then, Qi Tongwei seemed to have opened a door to a new interest in life and plunged into the study of cooking. After work, he no longer just buried himself in documents, but frequently went in and out of the kitchen, either practicing knife skills by following online tutorials, or searching for unique recipes and carefully selecting ingredients, just to present a more delicious meal for Liang Lu and her daughter.
At first, it was not all smooth sailing. Once, he tried to make a dish of sweet and sour spareribs with great joy, thinking that he would give everyone a surprise. But who knew that the heat was not well controlled, and the ribs were burnt on the outside, but there were still bloodstains on the inside. He stood in front of the stove, full of frustration, looking at the dish of "failure", and was very upset. Liang Lu walked into the kitchen, looked at his dejected look, and couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, chef? Are you facing a problem?" Qi Tongwei pointed to the dish of spareribs helplessly: "I wanted to show off my skills, but I messed it up." Liang Lu patted him on the shoulder gently: "It doesn't matter, cooking is bound to fail, I will help you study it together." With that, the two of them re-entered the "battle", carefully studying each step and adjusting the heat and seasoning ratio.
After repeated attempts, Qi Tongwei's cooking skills became more and more sophisticated. The dishes he cooked gradually became the highlight of the family table. From home-cooked stir-fries to exquisite delicacies, each one was full of heart. Although Liang Qunfeng didn't often praise him, the extra chopsticks he added each time were silent recognition.
In the public welfare cause, they also worked together and made great progress. As they got to know more about the needs of the aided groups, they found that a single aid model was far from enough.