Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Ye Chuan took out a red envelope from his pocket and said, "Uncle Cui, this is your red envelope and early wishes." (cddj)

Uncle Cui took the red envelope tremblingly, clasped his hands together, and responded to the auspicious Spring Festival blessings.

Ye Chuan put ten yuan into the red envelope, which was neither too much nor too little, exactly equivalent to half a month's salary for Mr. Cui.

The people in the cafeteria had already started busily making dumplings in all kinds of shapes. Luo Aimin watched all this with heartache and couldn't help but complain a few words.

He decided to keep those who knew how to wrap, and the employees who didn't know how to wrap sat around the table, eating sunflower seeds and chatting to kill time.

There are only a few employees here, but this also has its advantages. For large enterprises with tens of thousands of employees, it is not easy to enjoy a lively meal of dumplings. Especially for large factories with tens of thousands of employees such as steel rolling mills, such a big event as making dumplings has to be arranged in advance and a large number of female workers have to be summoned to help.

In comparison, this unit of only thirty people seems simpler.

They finished making the dumplings while laughing and chatting, and Luo Aimin thought that even cooking was a much more leisurely task than usual.

At lunch time, Ye Chuan also called the director Hu, and the four of them sat at a table and ate dumplings to their heart's content. Luo Aiminsheng's dumplings were even more rich in ingredients, and the plump little meatballs were filled with meaty aroma.

After the meal, Luo Aimin even had some cold dishes and a bottle of beer.

Looking at the table full of food, Director Hu said with a smile: "The food here is still the best. I want to stay here and not go back!"

"Then you might as well come visit more often!" Ye Chuan also joked.

Director Hu sat down with a big laugh.

The dumplings were stuffed with pork and cabbage. Luo Aimin was generous, so the meat filling was rich.

After taking a bite, Director Hu praised: "Chef Luo, these dumplings are really delicious."

"If the director likes it, please try more." Luo Aimin said with a smile on his face after being praised.

Although each person only had a small amount of beer, no one was willing to waste it. A warm atmosphere filled the entire cafeteria with everyone chatting and laughing.

Everyone enjoyed the sumptuous food at will. Even though it was oily but not greasy, those from ordinary families tried their best to fill their stomachs, so that they could save food for their children when they returned home.

After the meal, Ye Chuan stood up and said, "Everyone, I wish you a happy Chinese New Year in advance. After we finish eating, we will clean up the kitchen and check each office together. Then we can go home to celebrate the festival."

All colleagues were excited and praised Director Ye for working for them, saying that it not only satisfied their appetite but also made them feel relaxed and comfortable.

After leaving the company, Ye Chuan did not return to his residence immediately, but went directly to Tong's house.

Because he came here so often, he had already become familiar with the Tong family's neighbors.

As soon as they saw him, everyone greeted him warmly.

Tong Yao's grandfather adheres to the old traditional ideas and does not encourage his daughter to go home for a reunion on New Year's Eve, so the Tong family celebrates the New Year at home every year, and the second day of the New Year is the day they visit their grandparents.

When we arrived at my parents-in-law's house, the three of us were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

Tong Yousheng is the head chef, while his wife Wang Yuxiu and daughter Tong Yao are his assistants.

Seeing Ye Chuan coming to visit, Tong Yao said in surprise: "Ye Chuan, why did you suddenly appear? Do you want to come in and sit for a while? Have you had lunch?"

Seeing her son-in-law, Wang Yuxiu's eyes lit up: "Hey, Xiaoye is here? Come and sit down! Have you finished your lunch?"

"Mom and Dad, I've already settled it at work." After getting their marriage certificate, the two have gotten used to addressing each other in new ways.

The wedding banquet date was set on Sunday, the seventh day of the first lunar month, and everyone was quite satisfied.

Ye Chuan put the cloth bag in his hand down on the stove, "Mom and Dad, I got some fresh vegetables and brought them to you."

Tong Yousheng took the bag with a smile on his face. Although there were only green onions, Chinese cabbage and other green vegetables in the bag, it was rare to see green during the Spring Festival. "So rich? How much did you keep for yourself?" Tong Yousheng asked with concern.

Ye Chuan smiled and said, "My parents have more, that's all."

This is what Xia Zhongyuan saw in the market last night. It is not easy to buy green leafy vegetables in the cold winter, so he simply bought them all and asked Fatty Han to deliver them to his office early in the morning, just for this special day today.

Now in winter, the only vegetables on the market are cabbage, potatoes and radishes. Ye Chuan was very pleased to see these fresh green leaves.

After a brief exchange with Tong's father and mother, Ye Chuan followed Tong Yao to her room, and naturally they had another round of lovemaking.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chuan stood up and prepared to leave. Various trivial matters at home were still waiting for him to solve. Tong Yao could see that she was reluctant to let him go.

Tong Yousheng and Wang Yuxiu sent Ye Chuan to the gate of the yard, smiling all the time. Having a son-in-law who is like a son to them, they have a very good reputation among the neighbors.

People often say that "girls should not be kept at home when they grow up", but even though his daughter has registered her marriage with the man, Ye Chuan always cares about his family and often brings some delicious gifts.

The neighbors of this courtyard are all aware that their daughter has found her ideal husband, and the girls of the same age in the neighboring houses are also full of longing for this.

I strolled back to my own courtyard, enjoying the unique festive charm of this era all the way, and it didn't feel boring at all.

As soon as he stepped into the front gate, Yan Bogui happened to come out to greet him, which surprised Ye Chuan. "Uncle, what happened?"

"Nothing!" Yan Bogui said with a smile on his face, "I saw you come back so I thought of saying hello.

I have already written the Spring Festival couplets and the Chinese character for blessing for your house, and I think that is the best one. "

Hearing this, Ye Chuan was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to come back quickly to visit his relatives and write Spring Festival couplets, but he actually forgot about the talent of this old man.

Every year, Yan Bogui would write a few couplets himself in exchange for peanuts or candies.

Ye Chuan recalled the analysis from the previous episode, which showed that one could guess the family's power or wealth by whose Spring Festival couplets received the most attention.

As far as he can remember, he has never seen the couplets written by Yan Bogui at home, but this old friend has obviously changed his attitude this year. Not only did he put up Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters for their home, he also thought that they were the ones he was most satisfied with. "Thank you so much, Third Uncle. I'm sorry for your trouble." Ye Chuan expressed his gratitude to Yan Bogui for his help. Naturally, he would not refuse goodwill. As long as they did not interfere too much, Yan Bogui treated everyone in a friendly manner. "You're welcome.

You and Teacher Tong are both colleagues and relatives, and we are even closer now." Yan Bogui said with a smile, his eyes twinkling and revealing a shrewd look.

Ye Chuan took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes that had not been opened yet and stuffed it directly into Yan Bogui's hand: "Excuse me, uncle, please enjoy this pack of cigarettes!"

When Yan Bogui saw that it was Daqianmen, his eyes immediately lit up. Although he was polite and modest in his words, he had actually already pocketed the cigarettes.

Ye Chuan smiled slightly, continued to exchange a few words and then went home.

Seeing Ye Chuan's receding back, Yan Bogui muttered while holding a cigarette: "Brother Yi and Brother Liu are so stupid to provoke such a living ancestor.

Why do you have to be so polite? It would be great to get a pack of cigarettes for free! "

Seeing Ye Chuan coming home, Liu Yue asked with some complaint: "Why did you come so late?"

Ye Chuan put down the bag in his hand and said with a smile: "I went to Yaoyao's house to do some business. Someone gave us some vegetables, so I went to visit her and brought back half of them for her."

After listening to this, Liu Yue nodded without saying much.

After opening the bag and checking it, he showed a look of joy on his face. "It's not easy to get such vegetables in the cold winter. I wonder how they did it."

Ye Chuan knew that in order to grow leafy vegetables in winter, he needed the technological support of greenhouses and sheds.

At this moment, Ye Yongshun came out and interrupted:

"This morning, the third uncle came to our house and put up Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters. We should give him something to thank him, otherwise it would be inappropriate to take it for nothing."

Ye Chuan smiled and said, "Dad, even if you want to take advantage, the Third Uncle doesn't have that vacancy.

As soon as he saw me just now, he wanted to show off his contribution, and I gave him a pack of cigarettes in return.

The environment at home is good, so he shouldn't care about this little cigarette. "

There were more than a dozen plates of different sizes neatly arranged in the kitchen, piled with unfinished dishes. Ye Chuan jokingly said, "Mom, there are only three of us at home. Can we finish all these dishes?" Liu Yue answered without looking up while busying herself, "It's Chinese New Year, so we have to be festive. We didn't have enough to eat in previous years, so we prepared more this time."

Ye Chuan chuckled. This was more than just a few extra dishes. In the past, there were at most four dishes for the Chinese New Year, but now there are at least twelve.

For many ordinary people, the New Year’s Eve dinner is the most sumptuous meal of the year.

Around five o'clock in the evening, smoke and the mixed sweet smell of food wafted out of each household. Whether it was the Yi family, the He family, or the Liu family, which were slightly better off, there were several plates of meat on the table.

Even though there were only two people in Chizhu's house, six full dishes were served. When He Yushui saw this scene, she had forgotten the recent dispute with her brother.

Yi Zhonghai and his wife spent the Spring Festival together with the deaf old lady. Their table was well furnished and the deaf old lady was so happy that a smile appeared on her face.

The deaf old lady looked in the direction of Chi Zhu's residence and sighed: "Next year, let's let Sha Zhu come to eat together, so that it will be more lively." Granny Yi pretended to be unhappy and said: "Old lady, you are biased towards your grandson!"

The deaf old lady narrowed her eyes and smiled: "If I don't support my grandson, who else can I support?" Yi Zhonghai agreed with a smile: "Okay, as the old lady wishes, invite Sha Zhu to celebrate the New Year together next year."

Liu Haizhong was a little unhappy because his eldest brother missed the New Year dinner without even saying hello, and didn't even call him.

His four dishes included two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. He sipped the wine alone while Liu Guangtian and his brother wolfed down the food.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but complain: "You two should eat slower. Your eating manners are ugly."

The two brothers seemed not to hear this and continued to eat voraciously.

Liu Haizhong yelled at them, "Are you listening to what I say?" Then he kicked Liu Guangtian, who was closest to him, and kept complaining.

Liu Guangtian was surprised for a moment, then slowed down his eating, with resentment flashing in his eyes.

Despite the table full of delicious food, Liu Haizhong still felt depressed.