Siheyuan: Traveling through Cai Quanwu, pretending to be Uncle Shazhu

Hearing Liu Guangtian's question, the second uncle, his wife and Liu Guangqi looked at Liu Guangtian at the same time.

There was a sarcasm in his gaze.

It seems that besides, you don’t want to think about your status in the family?

This time, before the second uncle opened his mouth, the second aunt pointed at Guangtian, with a cold face, and said disdainfully:

"Guangtian, can you compare with your eldest brother? Your eldest brother will inherit the family property in the future. You can say that you are eating and drinking from your eldest brother now."

"It's just that you don't think about your elder brother's kindness. You still want the same treatment as your elder brother. Did you eat too much at night? The lard has blinded you."

Liu Guangtian was so young, how could he understand the meaning of the second aunt's words? He sat there in confusion, not knowing how to refute the second aunt.

The second uncle looked at Liu Guangtian who was sitting there with a confused look on his face. He thought that Liu Guangtian had an unruly look on his face, and he was so angry that his face was as gloomy as water. He slapped his chopsticks on the table, pointed at Liu Guangtian with his hand, and yelled.

"You're an immature little white-eyed wolf, why didn't I strangle you to death in the first place?"

The second uncle's roar made the two brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu tremble with fear, as if something bad was about to happen.

Liu Guangqi glanced at his two younger brothers, then ate the chicken drumsticks in the bowl, feeling secretly happy in his heart and secretly thinking that you had nothing to do to make trouble, but you must be unlucky now.

He heard his mother's words clearly just now. This whole family belongs to him. What's wrong with him eating more meat?

He, Liu Guangqi, is self-reliant and eats and drinks his own food. Who among the friends in the courtyard who are as old as him can do this?

Thinking in his mind, Liu Guangqi gnawed on the chicken legs in the bowl with greater peace of mind.

Fortunately, the second uncle's obsession with being an official hadn't gone too far at this time, and his reason still prevailed, so he didn't beat up the child so naively on New Year's Eve.

When the second aunt saw the angry second uncle, she comforted him: "Head of the house, it's okay. It's not worth getting angry for this bunny because of the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, I'll find a reason to give him a good beating." "

The second uncle heard the second aunt's comfort and thought it made sense. Then he glared at Liu Guangtian fiercely, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank the wine in one gulp.

At this time, Liu Guangtian was trembling with fear. He no longer had the indignant expression just now. He was like a chick in the storm, resigned to the fate in the wind and rain.

Cai Quanwu was not here. If Cai Quanwu was here, he would sigh that the two brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were really lucky to grow up alive.

At this moment, the New Year atmosphere at the second uncle’s house has come to an abrupt end.

The third uncle's house.

The third uncle's family of six sat at the table. On the table there was a bowl of pork stewed with radish, a bowl of mixed fish soup, a plate of pickles, and a bowl of Chinese cabbage.

There were two pieces of pork in the bowl in front of the third uncle, which was actually lard residue. Next to the bowl was a bottle of Erguotou mixed with water. He poured a glass of wine into his own glass. The third uncle took a sip and said to everyone with a smile:

"In the evening, each person has two pieces of pork, treat them equally, eat slowly, and it will be gone when you finish eating. The rest will have to be entertained by the guests, so you can't eat more."

"You guys are celebrating the Chinese New Year. It's hard to buy some meat. You can't just cook it for me."

"It's of no use if I don't work during the Chinese New Year, I eat so much, and then I poop it all out."

"If you feel that the meat is not enough, you can drink more fish soup. When making the fish soup, I added more water later."

After the third uncle finished speaking, the third aunt reacted and said in surprise: "I told you that no matter how you stew this fish, there will be a lot of soup. It turns out that you, the master, added more water."

"Head of the family, this life has made it easier for you."

When the third uncle heard the third aunt's praise, his face was full of pride. He adjusted his glasses with his hand and said smugly: "What do I say about this life? You can't have enough to eat, you can't have enough clothes to wear. You don't have to worry about being poor." .”

Then, he sighed and said as if he had lost something:

"Hey, Lao Yi got a big deal this year. The big goose that Sha Zhu bought is enough for our family to eat for a week."

"Besides, Zhuzhu's uncle has such a good reputation that he definitely can't just take a big goose. Lao Yi has taken advantage of him this year."

When the third uncle said this, he seemed to remember something and said to the third aunt:

"As for today's pork, I tell you Yang Ruihua, your cooking is not good enough."

When the third aunt heard what the third uncle said, she didn't understand what it meant. After thinking about it, she asked humbly: "Master, how can this meat be considered good?"

The third uncle used chopsticks to turn over the two pieces of dried lard residue in the bowl, and said in a solemn tone:

"This meat can still be boiled in a little more oil, but you see, it's not completely boiled here."

The third uncle used chopsticks to turn over the two pieces of meat in his bowl and showed them to the third aunt.

"If we can survive a little longer, we can at least provide enough fuel for our family for a day."

"You must pay attention to this next time."

The third aunt looked at the uncooked parts of the two pieces of meat pointed by the third uncle with chopsticks, and asked uncertainly: "Master, if you want to cook the meat skin so dry, will the meat be burnt?"

The third uncle looked disapproving, how could it be burnt?

"That's because you're not proficient. Once you're proficient, you'll definitely not burn it if you master the heat."

"In the past, the oil seller could pour the oil into the bottle through the copper coin hole. Why? It was because he was familiar with it."

In order to prove that he was right, the third uncle told the third aunt the story of the oil seller.

Just when the third uncle was explaining to the third aunt what familiarity meant, Yan Jiecheng finished eating the two pieces of oily residue in the bowl and felt unsatisfied, so he started to quarrel.

Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but quarrel. His three younger brothers and sisters were too young and not sensible yet, so he had to go to school on his own. He didn't have the same status as Liu Guangqi in the family.

"Dad, two pieces of oily residue were eaten without taste. Why don't we divide it into two pieces each?"

Hearing that his eldest son Yan Jiecheng wanted to eat meat, the third uncle stared and said in a stern tone:

"Jie Cheng, you have to be smart about your life. You have already eaten two pieces of meat in the evening and you have tasted it. That's all."

"No matter how much meat I eat in the future, if I come here one night, it won't make any difference whether I eat it or not."

The third uncle secretly changed his concept and made excuses. The third aunt sounded reasonable and immediately agreed.

"Yes, Jie Cheng, you have to learn how to live with your father. You can't eat all the good things in one meal. You have to learn to budget carefully."

Under the education of the three uncles and three aunts, Yan Jiecheng's idea of ​​eating meat was completely suppressed.

Now that the brothers and sisters are still young, Yan Jiecheng has no helpers yet, so he can only keep the idea of ​​eating meat in his heart as he is weak and weak.

Now Yan Jiecheng can only take a look at the meat in the roasted pork with radish and take a bite of the steamed bun with two-heavy noodles, which is quite the style of the ancient sages.

Readers can make up their own minds as to which sage is the specific one.

Xu family.

There are not many dishes on the table, but the portions are quite large, and they are all hard dishes.

A pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a bowl of braised pork, a bowl of braised tofu with cabbage, a plate of sausages, and a plate of peanuts.

I don’t know whether the chicken and mushrooms in Chicken Stewed with Mushrooms are serious or not.

Xu Fugui and his family were sitting at the table. There was a bottle of Fenjiu on the table. Xu Fugui and Xu Damao were eating vegetables and drinking wine.

Xu Damao's mother and sister Xu Meiling each had a bowl of chicken soup in front of them, holding white flour steamed buns in their hands, and ate the steamed buns with the chicken soup.

Xu Damao's face turned red after drinking, and he shouted to Xu Fugui: "Dad, let's have another drink."

Xu Fugui looked at his son who had turned into an alcoholic, and he really wanted to scold his mother.

Ever since Cai Quanwu and Xu Damao talked about the rules of drinking with the boss, this silly boy has never sobered up when he encountered a drinking party.

As he drank, words like "one big, three small, two, nine, ten, etc." came out of his mouth.

It made the leader happy, but he suffered the consequences.

As far as Xu Fugui knew, Xu Damao got under the table twice, whether it was embarrassing or not.

I really don’t want to deal with this stupid son and won’t listen to him no matter what he says.

But there was no way, his daughter called him from the side.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? Brother asked you to drink."

Xu Meiling thought Xu Fugui didn't hear it and reminded her father Xu Fugui.

Seeing that he couldn't get over it, Xu Fugui pretended to be dumbfounded and asked Xu Meiling with a smile:

"Meiling, what's the matter? I was distracted just now."

"Brother is looking for you to drink."

"Oh, your brother drank too much, let him sober up."

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