The Lin family was very fond of this dinner and held a grand banquet. It was very grand. They specially invited several tables in the famous Wanshou Hotel in the capital to invite relatives and friends from all walks of life, and old friends from aristocratic families were present.

First, it is to welcome the Wu family, and second, it is to tell the world that the goddaughter recognized by the Lin family.

"Grandma! Grandma! Look, this fish is so beautiful! Like a squirrel, golden!" Jiawu looked around excitedly, constantly sharing his new discoveries with Old Lady Wu.

"Stop yelling, grandma's ears are going to call you deaf! That's just a famous dish." Jiawen on the other side seemed even more calm, and even if she was full of curiosity, she wouldn't whine.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fubao suddenly said: "That's a squirrel fish, delicious!"

This sentence attracted the curiosity of Lord Wu and Lin Jiayou.

"You can tell the name of this dish directly at such a young age. Xiao Fubao is likely to be from a wealthy family." Although Lin Jiayou's words were brief, they immediately expressed what everyone thought.

Since the Wu family took in Xiao Fubao, they tried to ask him about his memories of his family repeatedly, but they had little effect. Xiao Fubao either turned a deaf ear or ran away directly, as if he was deliberately avoiding talking.

"Welcome to everyone today to enjoy their faces..." Lin Jianguo was quite leader-oriented, wearing a Zhongshan suit, and had already started to speak with striking voices while standing on the stage.

"What is a visit? Is it a horse?" Jiawu asked Lin Jiayou curiously.

"It means welcoming, it has nothing to do with horses." For the sake of Xiao Jinbao, Lin Jiayou gave him enough patience and answered various questions from the literary and military officials all the way, but he did not show any impatience.

Xiao Jinbao and Xiao Fubao were both hunched and laughed at the "horse" for a long time.

"Brother Jiayou, why didn't Jiaxin come?" Xiao Jinbao asked curiously. Although she didn't like this little girl, she knew that she was like herself and had not taken care of her biological mother since she was a child. She felt very sympathetic. After all, she still had the love of Yang Chunlan and the whole Wu family.

"She never attends such crowded occasions." Lin Jiayou said lightly, afraid that Xiao Jinbao would not believe it, so she added: "She hates places with many strangers."

Xiao Jinbao nodded as if he was unbelievable.

"Does the wound on the forehead still hurt?" Lin Jiayou's eyebrows and eyes were filled with care.

Xiao Jinbao smiled and replied, "Well, it doesn't hurt at all, Brother Jiayou, don't worry."

Unexpectedly, at this time, a head suddenly popped out between Xiao Jinbao and Xiao Fubao and suddenly asked, "Little boy, how old are you this year?"

The person who asked Xiao Fubao was an old man in his sixties, with white hair and silver beard. Lin Jiayou remembered that this man seemed to be his father's old boss. He was the only person in the audience who didn't care about Xiao Jinbao but was around Xiao Fubao.

Xiao Fubao didn't respond, and stretched out three fingers to show his answer.

"What's your name?" the old man continued to ask.

"Little Fubao."

"Well? How could it be Xiao Fubao... This is wrong..." The old man frowned and murmured to himself, and then continued to ask, "Who are your parents?"

"There is there." Xiao Fubao said, pointing to Yang Chunlan and Wu Laosi sitting opposite the table.

The old man looked in disbelief and kept shaking his head and muttering about the impossible.

Lin Jiayou was meticulous. On the way to Beijing, he heard about Xiao Fubao's experience from Xiao Jinbao. When he met this white-haired old man asking questions repeatedly, he had to make Lin Jiayou have corresponding associations. He hurried to find his father.

"Old Chief! Why don't you say hello? I have arranged a seat for you at the main table." Lin Jianguo greeted the white-haired old man enthusiastically.

"Jianguo, I won't go to the main table, I... I just want to sit here, okay?" The white-haired old man didn't feel distracted and said whatever he wanted: "You, do you have a phone number? I want to call!"

"Yes, old leader! I'll take you there, who do you want to call?" Lin Jianguo replied obediently.

"Will I still report to you if I call him?" the old man replied unhappily.

Lin Jianguo coaxed him in accustomed to it: "I can't help you get it out."
Chapter completed!