Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

The next day.

A slight chill came from outside the quilt, and Zhang Weiguo woke up from the cold. After getting up, Zhang Weiguo found that the honeycomb coal was burned out.

"Alas, I'm still a little uncomfortable. It seems I should find a wife to warm my bed."

Although Zhang Weiguo traveled through time when he was 12 years old, he was taken care of by his parents at that time and was a treasure of teachers at school, not to mention how free he was abroad.

It can be said that Zhang Weiguo's life is totally unlike that of people of this era. He has basically never suffered any hardship.

Zhang Weiguo had two options for his wife in mind, Lou Xiao'e and Ran Qiuye.

The reason why Lou Xiao'e was chosen was of course because she was a naive and easy-going girl and she was also very powerful, so it wouldn't be a problem for her to escape in advance.

As for Ran Qiuye, Zhang Weiguo had actually been a mentor to college students for a period of time when he was abroad. Among these people was Ran Qiuye, and he had a good impression of her. Moreover, both of them had studied abroad, so they should have a lot to talk about together.

"Weiguo, Weiguo, are you up yet?" When Zhang Weiguo was thinking about who would be a better wife, the third uncle Yan Bugui from the opposite side came knocking on the door.

Although Zhang Weiguo was very unhappy, he still walked over and opened the door.

"What's the matter, Third Master?"

"Weiguo, look, Dongxu is gone. The funeral is about to start, and the third uncle will offer himself to be the one to write the funeral money. How do you feel about that?"

The third uncle knew that it was useless to look for Jia Zhang, who might even pay him for it, so he went to find Zhang Weiguo.

"Okay, since Third Uncle wants to help, I'll trouble you." Zhang Weiguo knew what he was thinking, he just wanted to get some benefits from it. But Third Uncle was still reassuring in terms of keeping track of money.

Zhang Weiguo took out a bottle of Fenjiu and two pieces of chocolate from the house and handed them to the third uncle.

"Third Uncle, my aunt has already asked me to help with Dongxu's funeral. It's not right for you to take these things and ask for help for free."

"I feel so embarrassed." Although the third uncle said sorry, his hands were not slow in moving.

Then the third uncle looked at the chocolate packaging and asked, "Weiguo, it's written in foreign languages, right?"

"Uncle, this is something I brought back from abroad. It's called chocolate. It's not much. Try it."

"It's from abroad, isn't it too expensive?" Uncle San was not sure about the value of this thing, but he knew it was not cheap just by looking at the exquisite packaging. Although he did want to get a small bargain, this thing was a bit expensive.

"It's okay, just take it." Zhang Weiguo still has more than 10 boxes in his space, which he prepared for returning home.

When the third uncle left, he kept exaggerating as he walked about how generous Weiguo was, saying that intellectuals who had studied abroad were different.

Noon.

Zhang Weiguo found an uncle.

"Uncle, you know that our country has just passed a difficult period and no one is rich. So let's keep Dongxu's funeral simple and let Shazhu prepare the banquet. I'll try to get some food back later."

"That's what Weiguo said. Now there is no surplus food in the family. The Jia family is definitely unable to handle it in its current state. So I'll trouble Weiguo. I have some meat tickets here. Take them as a token of my gratitude as your master."

"Then I won't be polite to you. I'll also trouble you with the details of the funeral. Now the country doesn't advocate feudal superstition, so we can forget about the unnecessary procedures."

In fact, Zhang Weiguo didn't know much about these procedures, so he might as well leave it all to an old man.

Zhang Weiguo knocked on Shazhu's door and called out, "Shazhu, are you home?"

"I'm here." Sha Zhu opened the door and saw that it was Zhang Weiguo and asked, "Weiguo, why are you here?"

"Isn't this Dongxu's funeral? I want to invite you to a banquet."

"Ah, these are all trivial matters. But look at the ingredients..." Sha Zhu was a little embarrassed. Now his family is not rich, no matter how good the chef is, there is no way without ingredients. Even if he likes Sister Qin and wants to help, there is no ingredient.

"I'll find a way to get some meat later, and then you can make a big pot of food for everyone."

When Sha Zhu heard what Zhang Weiguo said, he immediately agreed: "Okay, everything is fine as long as we have the ingredients."

After dealing with Sha Zhu, Zhang Weiguo took a bottle of red wine from the space and left.

He planned to go to his old classmate who was a section chief at the meat processing factory to get some meat. But he was probably still in the factory, so it would be bad to go directly, so he decided to go to his home.

dong dong——

Zhang Weiguo came to a small courtyard and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from behind the door.

After the door opened, Zhang Weiguo said to the middle-aged woman in front of him.

"Aunt Feng, I'm Zhang Weiguo."

"You are Weiguo." Aunt Feng looked a little unrecognizable.

"You went abroad to study, when did you come back?"

"I just came back a while ago."

"Come in and talk, don't stand outside the door." Aunt Feng also realized at this time that she still had someone standing outside the door.

inside the house.

Aunt Feng pretended to blame her and said, "You kid, you didn't even come to visit Aunt Feng when you came back."

"I just finished assigning work and other things. You see, I come to see Aunt Feng as soon as I have time."

"You"

"Aunt Feng, look, this is the red wine I brought you. Keep it and drink it with Uncle Meng when you have nothing to do." Zhang Weiguo took out the red wine in his hand and put it on the table.

Aunt Feng looked at the English on the bottle and said, "This is a valuable thing. I can't bear to drink it."

"It's nothing. I'll bring it to you after you finish drinking it."

"Look at how capable you are. Tell me what you want to see Aunt Feng about."

Zhang Weiguo said somewhat embarrassedly: "Hey, you figured it out."

"When have you ever brought anything home?" Aunt Feng said and rolled her eyes at Zhang Weiguo.

It seems that Zhang Weiguo and Meng Tian (Aunt Feng's son) didn't take much when they came to eat at home before, but they took away a lot of things.

Zhang Weiguo half-jokingly said, "That was because I was unemployed at the time, so I had to give Uncle Meng, the local tycoon, a good beating."

"Just tell me what it is. It's too difficult for me to do it." Aunt Feng glared at him.

"Aunt Feng, the reason I came here this time is actually to get some meat from Meng Tian." Zhang Weiguo didn't beat around the bush. They were all acquaintances, so he could just speak directly.

"Are you craving for meat? That's not like you."

"That's not the case. You know my temper. Besides, I still have enough meat for my salary." Zhang Weiguo continued, "My aunt's son passed away, and I want to get some meat for the funeral. You know that the ration is fine for me to eat, but it's not enough for the funeral."

Aunt Feng patted him on the back and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll ask Meng Tian to save some for you later. But the price can't be too low."

"You also know that meat doesn't require a ticket, and it's also a rare commodity at the meat processing plant."

"Of course, it's as much as it should be."

Zhang Weiguo sat in Aunt Feng's house for a while and then left. He also took a bottle of Maotai with him. Anyway, Uncle Meng still had a lot of them in his cabinet. As the director of the meat processing factory, he had to queue up to give Uncle Meng gifts during this period.

Silent all night.

early morning.

After washing up, Zhang Weiguo rode his bicycle to the meat processing factory. It must be said that riding a bicycle in winter is really cold.

"Meng Tian, ​​come and welcome me." Zhang Weiguo came to Meng Tian's office without any courtesy. Meng Tian had already asked someone to call him before, so he was brought here directly.

Meng Tian was speechless on the spot. Brother, who is the one asking someone for help?

Zhang Weiguo continued, "Quick, prepare Uncle Meng's delicious tea."

"You are still the same bandit as before. My father scolded you yesterday. You must have taken advantage of the old man's drinking again."

Zhang Weiguo said shamelessly: "I'm helping Uncle Meng to clear out the inventory. His cabinet is almost full."

"You..." Meng Tian had never seen anyone with such a thick skin.

"Okay, take the meat and leave quickly. It gives me a headache just looking at you. Don't forget to pay." Meng Tian started to chase people away. He was afraid that if he continued talking, he would not be able to bear it any longer and would start a fight.

"Okay, I'll take this box of tea." Zhang Weiguo said and quickly slipped away.

Meng Tian reacted after a while and shouted hurriedly: "Zhang Weiguo, you bandit, leave the tea to me."

Zhang Weiguo just said, "Let's have dinner together when we have time."

In fact, Meng Tian didn’t need this box of tea, it was mainly because Zhang Weiguo was too irritating.

Zhang Weiguo brought the meat back to the courtyard and placed it in Jia's house, keeping it for later use in the banquet. When he left, he also told Banggeng to take good care of it.