Kneeling in front of my wife’s tombstone and crying bitterly, I was reborn

The old man stood up and prepared to make a phone call.

Shen Qiansan quickly stopped him and said with a smile: "Grandpa, there is no need to call. Mayor Zhao asked me to come."

When the old man heard this, he seemed to understand something and said, "He's really something. He has the nerve to say that." But he still stopped and sat down again.

Shen Qiansan took a look, put down the cloth bag of vegetables in his hand, and said, "Grandpa, I'll cook the meal later. I'll install the barbecue table for you first."

The old man thought for a moment and said helplessly, "I don't know where that bastard Hanyu has gone. He hasn't been home for a few days. I can't rely on Deming to install the fireplace table. I really have to trouble you."

"No trouble!" Shen Qiansan said with a smile, then asked where to install it, and then started to work.

Even though he was the richest man in his previous life, he also started from scratch and was good at all kinds of work. Moreover, he had installed the fire table twice at home, so this time the installation was very easy. In less than half an hour, the chimney was installed and connected to the fire table.

"I didn't expect you to be so skilled at this." The old man said with a smile.

Shen Qiansan recalled a line from a movie and said with a smile: "If you know a little bit about everything, your life will be more convenient."

"That makes sense." The old man laughed and said, "When I was young, I thought the same way. I did many things by myself. But now that I'm old and my hands and feet are not as flexible, it's not that convenient anymore."

Shen Qiansan said: "You don't need to do these things. With us younger generations here, people are passed down from generation to generation. The burden of the older generation must always be passed on to the younger generation."

"Haha..." The old man smiled, looked at Shen Qiansan, and said meaningfully: "From what you said, there is something else behind your words."

"No!" Shen Qiansan said quickly: "I just said it to you casually."

The old man smiled and said, "That's true, but in fact, many things and many truths are just in the words spoken casually."

He waved his hand and said, "Forget it. You should save these words for Deming. You go and cook first. I'll light the stove."

Shen Qiansan said: "You take a rest, I will light the fire."

The old man smiled and said, "I can't climb the ladder to install the chimney pipe now, but I can still make a fire. Have you forgotten what I said before? When I was young, I could do everything."

Insist on making your own fire.

When Shen Qiansan saw this, he didn't insist. He said, "Then I'll go cook first" and went to the kitchen.

There was coal and charcoal at home, and the old man had been using a brazier to roast charcoal before, so it was easy to light a fire for the stove on the fire table. The old man first took some charcoal, burned it in the brazier for a while, then transferred all the burning charcoal to the stove core of the fire table, and then added a piece of coal.

He first added small pieces of coal to the charcoal fire, and when it was almost done, he put in larger pieces of coal, and then covered the table with an iron lid.

He performed each step meticulously, as if he had great fun in it. But it was also clear that, as he said, he could do all these jobs.

Soon, heat began to emanate from the fire table and the temperature in the room rose.

"Tsk tsk!"

The old man sat by the fire table, feeling the warmth it brought him, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is really a good thing. It warms me up so quickly, much better than the fire in the brazier!"

It is not only warmer, but also very convenient. In the past, when we were roasting a fire in the brazier, we had to put the tea cups on the ground. Now we can put them directly on the table, which is both convenient and clean.

You can also rest your elbows on the fire table, which makes reading much easier.

Well, it's okay to take a nap on the fire table.

The more he used the fire table, the more satisfied the old man was.

He couldn't help but look towards the kitchen. Although he couldn't see Shen Qiansan, he still muttered, "I really don't know how he came up with this."

Oh, by the way, he remembered hearing from his son Zhao Deming that the reason why Shen Qiansan didn't sell the fire tables this year was because he was going to hold some large-scale event, so he decided to ask later, what kind of event was it that he wouldn't even sell such a good table?

There were some things that he felt were difficult for Zhao Deming to ask, but there would be no problem if he asked himself.

I'm an old man now, so just treat it as a casual chat.

"Dad, you even used the fire table!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Deming came back, walked into the room and said with a smile.

The old man looked up at him and smiled proudly, "Of course I use it. Come and have a look. This fire table is really special. It's very warm."

The ostentatious look was clearly evident.

Zhao Deming had already experienced the benefits of the fire table, but after listening to the old man, he put down his bag, walked over, pulled a chair and sat down.

Old and young, when people get old, they are like children and need to follow their wishes.

Zhao Deming undoubtedly understood the old man's mentality. After sitting down, he said, "Okay, let me see how this fire table is!"

"Of course this fire table is good!" The old man said casually. After he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something and immediately glared at Zhao Deming and said, "Why did you really sit down?"

Zhao Deming asked, "Didn't you ask me to come and sit here?"

"Go, go, go!" The old man waved his hands, as if shooing away a fly, "Hurry up and go to the kitchen to replace Mr. Shen."

Mr. Shen is still busy in the kitchen, but you just come home and sit here to warm yourself by the fire. Who is the owner of this house?

"Oh, yes, yes!" Zhao Deming stood up quickly. "When I saw this fireplace, I was so happy that I almost forgot that Mr. Shen was still cooking at my house."

After saying that, he hurried to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Shen Qiansan had almost finished cooking the dishes. Seeing Zhao Deming coming in, he greeted him and said, "Mayor Zhao is back."

"I'm sorry to bother you again." Zhao Deming said politely, "Let me take over. You go and have a rest."

Shen Qiansan said: "It's the last dish, it will be ready soon, don't get your hands sticky."

Zhao Deming saw several dishes on the chopping board, so he said, "Okay, I'll take the dishes out, and we'll eat at the fire table today."

"Okay!" Shen Qiansan replied and continued to fry the last dish, while Zhao Deming took the dishes off the chopping board.

By the time Zhao Deming had finished taking the dishes off the chopping board, Shen Qiansan had also finished cooking the last dish and brought it out himself.

"Smells! It smells so good!"

Looking at the large table of dishes made by Shen Qiansan, the old man's eyes lit up and his saliva was almost dripping.

Zhao Deming smiled and said, "With such delicious food, we need to have a few drinks."

Just as I got up to get the wine, a voice came from outside the door, "What are you eating today? It smells so good!"