Rebirth 1984 Wife and children are on the hot bed

inside the house.

Wang Xiuxiu was peeling off corn. She had just seen the scene outside through the window and said with a smile:

"Have you really decided to keep the four of them?"

"Well, summer is okay, but winter in Yanjing is very cold, and cotton-padded clothes are so expensive that they can't afford them.

If no one takes care of it, they may really freeze to death! Like kittens and puppies, they died quietly in a corner. "

Maybe it's because he came from a humble background, but when he has some abilities, Xu Dahai doesn't mind helping others.

His casual actions may be of great help to others, and may even save someone's life.

Xu Dahai squatted on the ground and peeled the corn with Wang Xiuxiu:

"Besides, Laodian is really old. Our family has bought so many courtyard houses in Yanjing, and he can't take care of them by himself.

These four and a half-year-old children are indeed not big, but if they grow up for two years, they will be able to do all the tinkering things they usually do.

When we come to Yanjing in the future, there will be people available. "

Wang Xiuxiu smiled and nodded.

Considering that Zhao Yejun was coming over later and the food at home was not enough, Xu Dahai called for his eldest child.

"Tian Jun, do you know where I can buy raw beef?"

"know."

Tian Jun is 16 years old, tall and thin, with a somewhat reserved expression.

"Yeah, take these 60 yuan and go buy ten pounds of raw beef and come back, and then buy two bottles of better liquor."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Tian Jun took the money and ran away.

This is also a trial.

If Tian Jun took the money and ran away, then naturally he would no longer be employed.

"Master, I remember who Bahai is!" Lao Dian walked into the room quickly, with a smile on his face as if he was asking for credit:

"He is the first General Ningguta! A high official! He is the son of Sarhuda. He often led troops to fight against the Russians during the Shunzhi period..."

The old man kept talking about Bahai's past.

Xu Dahai didn't know whether what he said was true or false.

But new questions came again.

Is this Jade Buddha from Bahai? Or one of his admirers?

"History is obscured by layers of fog. Who knows what the situation was at that time?"

Xu Dahai caressed the exquisite Jade Buddha in his hand. A long time ago, did someone play with the Jade Buddha like this?

A famous big shot back then.

Now many people don't even know his name.

"My boss, my boss..." Lao Dian waved his hand in front of Xu Dahai: "Why are you so stunned?"

"Ahem, I suddenly thought, in a few hundred years, will anyone still know about us? Hey~"

"What...what if I know this? Master, do you still care about this? Even if you knew, we wouldn't be able to survive! Just live our life well now."

"Ah? Hahaha~"

Xu Dahai laughed instantly and carefully put away the Jade Buddha. When he builds a private museum in the future, he will put the Jade Buddha inside.

When you collect more antiques, you can also get a title - a great collector!

Wow, wow, wow~

It feels so beautiful when I think about it!

The old man talked about the two boxes outside, which turned out to be antiques.

Back in the yard, three young men, Wang Zhi, Yang Fei, and Xu Jie, helped open the two boxes.

Xu Dahai squatted next to the box and carefully took out the porcelain on the straw.

Plates, vases, bowls, pots, and some weird-looking porcelain, pen holders? flagon? Don't know what to do.

There are seventeen pieces of porcelain in the two boxes.

Among them, 8 are from the Qing Dynasty, 5 are from the Ming Dynasty, and 4 are from the Song Dynasty.

In addition, there is an inkstone, an ivory fan, and two pieces of calligraphy.

"Wenzhi? Who is it?"

Xu Dahai pointed at the signature and asked the old man.

"Wang Wenzhi! The most famous calligrapher in the [-]th year of Qianlong's reign, and Liu Yong's calligraphy..." The old man suddenly spat.

For calligraphers.

Xu Dahai only knew Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing, and Liu Gongquan, but he knew very little about the others.

But after asking around, I found that the two pieces of calligraphy cost a total of 175 yuan, which is not bad and not too expensive, so I’ll keep them.

After a while.

The sky is getting dark, the leaves of the jujube trees rustle in the evening wind, and the cicadas on the wall have flown to nowhere.

Tian Jun finally came back with pork and liquor. He was gasping and panting while running, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Give him a few cents and let him take Wang Zhi and the others to buy ice cream.

Xu Dahai and Wang Xiuxiu started stewing meat together.

Lao Dian was cooking corn and rice in another pot in the side room.

The heat mixed with the aroma spread into the courtyard, blending with the sunset, and the atmosphere became quiet and peaceful.

Tian Jun, Wang Zhi and the others were chatting about ice cream while stretching their necks to look into the room.

The smell of beef stew is so delicious!

His hair was almost dripping on the ground.

"Brother Jun, our boss seems to be quite easy to talk to." Xu Jie swallowed and whispered:

"I don't know if we will have our beef to eat later."

Yang Fei and Wang Zhi also looked at Tian Jun, who was obviously the leader of their small group.

"Shut up! There's nothing wrong with being careful. You can't eat it if your boss gives it to you! Beef is so expensive, we don't deserve it."

……

Time passed little by little.

By half past six in the evening.

Xu Dahai went to the back room and took out the ginseng buns:

"I don't know what Zhao Yejun is busy with. We have an appointment to meet at seven o'clock in the evening. It will be time in half an hour."

Wang Xiuxiu tidied up the kitchen entrance and said with a smile:

"He might really have something wrong. Don't worry. If he doesn't come, then we'll eat the beef ourselves!"

Another twenty minutes passed.

As the sunset completely sets, the last trace of afterglow dissipates between the sky and the earth.

bell bell~

Finally, the sound of a bicycle was heard, and soon there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Xu Dahai, Wang Xiuxiu, and Lao Dian all came out to welcome him.

Tian Jun and the others were looking behind them, their heads peeping out.

squeak~

As the door opened, Zhao Yejun arrived.

"Haha, I'm sorry, am I late? There are really some things that I can't get away from."

White shirt, gray pants, middle-parted pot hijab.

What he was pushing was a brand new Phoenix bicycle.

Xu Dahai asked him to push the bicycle in and said with a smile:

"It's not too late, it's just the right time... This bike is really new. Did you buy it new?"

“Hey, don’t mention it, I went to the district police station and when I came out I found that the bike had been stolen!

How courageous are these people? Bicycles are stolen from the entrance of the Public Security Bureau! "

Parked the car under the shed in the south, went into the house and took a seat, and soon the cooked corn was served.

The golden corn exuded an alluring aroma. Xu Dahai sat cross-legged on the west side of the kang table. After pushing the ginseng bun to Zhao Yejun, he picked up a piece of corn.

click~

Break it open and take a big bite. The more you chew, the more delicious it becomes!

Wang Xiuxiu smiled and came in with a pot of tea, and casually took a piece of corn that Xu Dahai handed to her.

"Yes, it's a sixth-grade wild ginseng."

Zhao Yejun sat across from the Kang table, carefully opened the ginseng buns, and examined them carefully with the help of light, not missing any small detail:

"Did you pick this stuff in the mountains, Xiaohai?"

"No...what about it? Am I generous enough? I thought of you first when I got this good thing!"

Xu Dahai has a good tooth, so he threw half of the corn kernels on the table, then picked up a whole corn kernel and started to chew it.

It is different from the fruit corn of later generations.

It's not that sweet and has a bland taste, just like ordinary young corn, but it tastes like a unique fragrance.

Perhaps it was a habit formed by eating it for many years, but Xu Dahai didn't like eating the fruit corn of later generations. He thought it was too sweet, covering up the original fragrance.