Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

Li Jianjun was almost going crazy with his work, but Han Chunming was not that busy.

Since quitting his job, Han Chunming has been riding his broken tricycle around the alleys every day.

On the way home today, I stopped at the corner of the alley.

A thin old man fell in the middle of the road.

Han Chunming quickly got out of the car, helped the man sit down in the corner, took out a kettle and poured some water into his mouth.

The old man woke up slowly, shouting incoherently that he was hungry.

Han Chunming picked up the steamed bun and fed it to him bit by bit without saying a word.

The old man felt much better after eating something and regained some strength.

Looking at Han Chunming in front of him, he smiled.

"Are you coming with me? You are lucky today."

Han Chunming looked at the old man and asked with concern.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

The old man waved his hand.

"No, it's an old problem. I get dizzy when I'm hungry. I'll be fine after eating something."

Han Chunming quickly took out another steamed bun and handed it to him.

The old man didn't act pretentiously. He took the steamed bun, took a bite, and then looked at Han Chunming.

"I won't eat your steamed buns for nothing. I'll exchange this with you."

After saying that, he took out a book from his bag.

Han Chunming took it and took a look.

It was a book about antiques. I read it with great interest, then looked up at the old man.

The old man smiled.

"Take it. Everyone calls me the Rags Marquis. I am a rag collector. Today you saved my life, so I must treat you to a meal. See? The third house in the alley ahead. The one with the stone lion at the door is my house. Come over at this time tomorrow."

Hou Paolan pointed to the place, then walked away with the cloth bag on his back.

Han Chunming took the book, parked the car aside, and started reading impatiently.

At this time, a beautiful girl came over on a bicycle. She seemed to be in a good mood and was humming a song.

She was curious about the tricycle next to her and took a casual glance at it. She was a little dazed by the glance and when she came to her senses, she had already slipped past the tricycle.

He got off the car immediately, picked up the bicycle, and quietly walked to Han Chunming'er.

Han Chunming was reading a book intently and didn't notice anyone coming towards him until a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of him.

Han Chunming raised his head and felt a little nervous when he saw the person coming, but then he put on a smiling face.

"Su Meng, why are you here? Are you coming back today?"

Su Meng did not answer him. Instead, she looked at his clothes carefully, then looked at his tricycle, and then questioned.

"What's going on? Don't you work at the post office? Why are you here collecting junk?"

Han Chunming scratched his head.

"I quit my job at the post office and now I do this."

Su Meng was a little exasperated.

"Quit? Do your family know? Does your brother-in-law know? He was the one who found you the job at the post office."

Han Chunming nodded, somewhat afraid to look at Su Meng.

Su Meng didn't understand at all.

"Why did you quit such a respectable job at the post office? Isn't it better than collecting junk? Last time, Cheng Jianjun said that you were collecting junk, but I didn't believe it. I even asked him which one was better, the post office job or collecting junk. Han Chunming is not a fool, can't he tell the difference? Now it seems that I am the fool. Everyone knows it, but they just hide it from me, right?"

After saying that, he ignored Han Chunming and just rode away on his bike.

Han Chunming didn't catch up, nor did he dare to. He didn't know how to explain. Su Meng was still angry, so he could only wait until she calmed down before explaining.

I put away my books, rode my tricycle straight home. In the past, I would leave the tricycle at a friend's place and then change clothes before going home. But now, I don't have to pretend and can go home with confidence.

The next day, Han Chunming went out early in the morning.

Su Meng came to the Han family.

"Aunt, do you know that Chunming collects junk?"

Aunt Han looked at Su Meng and said.

"Yes, my whole family tried to persuade him, but it was useless. Once he made up his mind, even ten cows could not change his mind."

After Su Meng heard what Aunt Han said, she had no choice but to leave. She felt very unhappy, so she went to her best friend Li Yuaner to complain.

On the other hand, since it was a holiday today, many people were at home. Han Chunming was doing good business today and happened to see a child digging in the mud at the door.

The child was holding a pipe in his hand. Han Chunming could tell at a glance that it was a good thing, so he walked to the child's side.

"Little boy, where did you get this?"

As he said this, Han Chunming handed the child a candy.

The child didn't hesitate and took it directly.

At this time, a woman's voice sounded.

"You want it? Two dollars."

Han Chunming looked at the woman and got on his tricycle to leave.

The woman quickly called out to him.

"One piece, one piece is ok?"

Han Chunming stopped.

"50 cents, give me the money right away."

The woman wanted to struggle a little more.

"Eight cents."

Han Chunming insisted.

"Just fifty cents."

The woman gritted her teeth.

"Okay, even though the money is little, I can't be unkind. Wait, I'll polish it for you. I have sandpaper at home."

Han Chunming was startled.

"No, no, just like this."

Han Chunming snatched the pipe and hurried away, fearing that the woman would take it to sharpen it.

The woman didn't care. She had the money anyway, so it was easier not to have to polish it.

Han Chunming found a corner, took out his pipe and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the happier he became.

"It seems like I'm lucky today. No, I have to run farther away. Maybe I can get something good."

So Han Chunming left with full enthusiasm.

At noon, the sun was too strong, and Han Chunming found a place to drink water and eat steamed buns. Suddenly, a girl came over.

"Han Chunming, why are you here?"

Han Chunming looked at the girl in front of him and said uncertainly.

"Are you Cai Xiaoli?"

Cai Xiaoli nodded excitedly.

Han Chunming didn't expect to meet an acquaintance and was very happy.

"Does your family live here?"

Cai Xiaoli looked at Han Chunming lovingly and expressed her gratitude.

"After the party, you gave me the money and ran away. I had to ask around to find out that your name was Han Chunminger. Thank you. Without your ten dollars, my dad might not have been saved."

Han Chunming waved his hand.

"It's okay. I will definitely help if I can."

At this time a man came over.

"Cai Xiaoli, who is this? Can you introduce her to me?"

Cai Xiaoli looked at the stuttering man and said impatiently.

"Chen Tao, why are you here?"

Chen Tao was not unhappy with Cai Xiaoli's tone.

"I, I came to play with you and invite you to watch a movie."

Han Chunming realized that he was pursuing a girl.

Cai Xiaoli doesn't like Chen Tao at all.

"I don't have time. I have a lot of things to do at home. Please go."

When Chen Tao saw that Cai Xiaoli was unwilling to go out, he muttered to himself.

"Then why are you still chatting here?"

Cai Xiaoli glared at Chen Tao, and Chen Tao immediately left without saying anything.

He turned around and looked at Han Chunming, and that smile appeared on his face again.

"Chun Ming'er, let's go to my house. My mother wants to thank you."

After saying that, he took Han Chunming'er and walked home.