Reborn 1980 has become the favorite of rough guys

Liang Zhankui looked at the perfectly capped new house and thought happily, taking advantage of the good weather, to paint it as soon as possible and move to a new home as soon as possible.

The carpenter stayed behind to do the door, and the plasterer stayed behind to sort out the dust.Several masters are still busy.

In addition to helping at home in the morning and evening, Wang Juan spent the rest of the time soaking by the river with Liang Erya.

Liang Zhankui had to be responsible for the meals for more than a dozen people. Huang Caiwei also found time to help wash and cut vegetables. She also had to take care of her three sons, so she was also very busy.

Several masters also worked quickly and quickly.

As soon as Liang Weihong reached the fork in the road, he saw the towering three-story new building and involuntarily quickened his pace.

As soon as she stepped into the door, she saw her carrying Xiaobao on her back and washing vegetables.

Liang Zhankui was swinging an ax to chop firewood beside him with a smile on his face.

One split at a time, and the firewood opened in response.Next to it was a tub of horse diapers and clothes.

"Zhankui! Caiwei! I'm back."

She called out quietly and said to her son quickly: "Call uncle! Auntie!"

"Dad said he was in jail because of his uncle." Hu Xiaoyong not only did not scream, but took a step back and glared at him.

"Nonsense! Did that stepmother teach you to call you uncle and aunt quickly?"

"It's not mom, it's grandma and dad who said so."

"They are talking nonsense. Your father is in jail and has nothing to do with your uncle. Hurry up and call him uncle!" A flash of embarrassment flashed across Liang Weihong's face, and she scolded her son sharply.

Under his mother's stern gaze, Hu Xiaoyong reluctantly called him uncle and aunt.

Liang Zhankui stared at him with a sullen look, still holding the ax in his hand, his movements unchanged.

Huang Caiwei reluctantly responded, "Sister, take him back to his room to rest for a while."

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Liang Weihong's face. She took her son's hand and entered the ear room. She immediately lowered her face and scolded sternly, "What the hell is going on with you? Why don't you call me uncle?"

"He was the one who caused me to lose my father. Why should I call him?" Hu Xiaoyong frowned.

"Nonsense. Your father's imprisonment has nothing to do with your uncle. He deserves it. If you dare to show your face to your uncle again, I tell you, let alone meat, you won't even be able to eat porridge."

When Hu Xiaoyong heard that there was no meat to eat, he immediately became anxious, "No! I want to eat meat. I'm looking for grandma."

"If you don't want to call me uncle, it's useless to call grandma." Liang Weihong scolded angrily.

"Then I'll bark a few more times next time, and that'll be fine!"

"Okay! You must be affectionate to your uncle and aunt. We are staying at their house for food and accommodation now." Liang Weihong taught.

"Okay! I understand, stop nagging, I'm hungry, go cook quickly, remember to make braised pork." Hu Xiaoyong drove his mother away impatiently.

Liang Weihong came out of the room helplessly and smiled at Liang Zhankui, "Zhankui! Caiwei, Xiaoyong is ignorant and is instigated by others. Don't be the same as him.

By the way, I will cook for a few people in the evening and I will wash the rice. "

"There are still 4 chefs at home for dinner."

"Oh! I see, there are a total of 11 people eating, right?"

Liang Zhankui nodded silently.

Liang Weihong immediately rushed into the kitchen to wash rice, put it into the pot, and lit a fire to cook.

Liang Zhankui looked at her busy figure and sighed silently.

Throw down the ax and carry the chopped firewood into the kitchen.Huang Caiwei carried the washed vegetables into the kitchen and cut them with a kitchen knife.

Liang Weihong immediately lit another wok for cooking.

Liang Zhankui tied up his apron, picked up a spatula, shoveled a spoonful of white lard into the pot, and added the chopped beans into the pot and stir-fried.Then he picked up a piece of meat and cut it into thin slices. He boiled water in a pot, boiled it to remove the foam, and took it out for later use.

When the beans are cooked, take out the pot and put two bowls in it.Then add a small amount of pork and stir-fry until the oil is released, add garlic sprouts and stir-fry continuously, and stir-fry two bowls of green pork belly with garlic sprouts.

Liang Zhankui poured the remaining pork into the iron pot, patted a piece of ginger, poured a spoonful of red wine and a spoonful of soy sauce, stir-fried a few times, then covered the pot and simmered.

Hearing a crackling sound from the pot, he lifted the lid and poured in more than half of the bowl of pork that he had eaten at noon. He stir-fried a few times and filled two large bowls.

He fried two more bowls of gourd shreds, put oil in a hot pan and stir-fried the leeks until they were half cooked, added salt, poured the beaten egg liquid into the pan, stir-fried evenly with a spatula, and stir-fried two bowls of green and yellow leeks. The eggs are out of the pan.

Liang Zhankui took off his apron, walked out of the kitchen, and saw Hu Xiaoyong who had just come out of the penthouse.

"Uncle!" Hu Xiaoyong avoided his eyes and called softly.

Liang Zhanmei snorted and walked past him without responding.Arriving at the new house, "Master! It's time to finish work and have dinner."

"Okay! Just wait until I finish applying the rest of the mud paddle."

The three plaster masters responded, picked up the mud paddle buckets, and smeared hard on the wall.

"The master's craftsmanship is really good. The mud paddle is evenly applied and smooth and does not sting the hands." Liang Zhankui wiped the smooth wall and praised it.

"Thank you, the master's workmanship is so good! I can't fault the wall."

A few people chatted and laughed, and it took about ten minutes before they finished wiping the mud oar.

Several masters took off their aprons and then came to the new house with the carpenter.

As soon as Liang Zhankui stepped through the door, he saw Hu Xiaoyong running out of the kitchen quickly, still chattering, and without saying hello, he fled back to the penthouse.

His eyes darkened, and he immediately fetched a bucket of water and said with a smile, "Master! It's hot, so wash your hands first."

"Okay! The master is so attentive." Several masters pulled off the towels hanging around their necks and hurriedly washed them.

Liang Zhankui immediately slipped into the kitchen and found that a full bowl of braised pork was missing a tip.

There were no traces of the bowls and chopsticks, so I couldn't help but sigh, take some from the other bowl, and evenly distribute the two bowls of braised pork, so as not to be seen as rude.

"In those days, eating was not as casual as it is now. If there was a craftsman at home eating, the food on the table could not be touched before the chef served it, otherwise it would be considered disrespectful to the chef."

Liang Zhankui placed the dishes and chopsticks, and smiled as he greeted everyone to sit down.

Several masters ate very happily, and the carpenter's sharp eyes saw a few drops of oil on the table in front of him.

He couldn't help but be stunned, remembering the little figure running out of the kitchen when he first entered the door, and his eyes flashed.

"Who was that kid just now? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"He's my sister's son. Something happened to his father. My sister was afraid that he would be abused by his stepmother, so she went to pick him up."

"Then you have to open your mouth more to eat?" the plasterer also said.

"It's not a problem to open your mouth more to eat. I can afford it."

"I know you can afford it, but I think raising an outsider is sometimes better than raising a dog. Dogs will wag their tails at their owners. If people raise a white-eyed wolf, they will not only be ungrateful, but will bite back hard. .”

The carpenter said meaningfully.

Liang Zhankui smiled, did not continue, and asked about carpentry.

The carpenter was too sensible and didn't say anything more. After they had eaten, they got up and left.

Liang Zhankui walked out of the kitchen with a calm expression.I saw Hu Xiaoyong hiding behind the door and peeking out.

"Hu Xiaoyong!" He shouted sharply.