Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

He Yuzhu wanted to say that there was no need to be so particular, but He Daqing had already walked out.

Looking at the mess in the room, He Yuzhu frowned. He had never done housework before.

For daily housework, either He Yushui would help him clean up simply, or he would just do it without doing anything else.

"I don't know what's wrong with my dad. He actually asked me, a grown man, to do the housework." He Yuzhu muttered as he picked up the quilt on the bed, carried it outside and hung it on the clothesline.

The floor in the room was also very dirty, which gave He Yuzhu a headache.

Oh, if only he had a wife. These are women's jobs. If he had a wife, he wouldn't have to worry about anything and just go to work.

This was not the first time that He Yuzhu had such an idea. Unfortunately, the person he liked didn't like him, and the person who liked him didn't like him either.

Feeling a little annoyed, He Yuzhu simply swept all the garbage under the bed and then hurried to work.

He Daqing had no idea that his son was fooling around like this, and he had already arrived at the market.

He Daqing first went to the place where clay jars were sold, picked out a few ordinary clay jars, tied the jars at the mouth with straw ropes, and carried them in one hand.

Then he went to buy a chicken and prepared to stew it as a side dish for lunch.

I ordered a pound of peanuts, and some beans and cucumbers, and added the fish at home to make a soup. So I had four dishes and one soup.

He Daqing bought bulk grain liquor. He didn't buy much, just one pound, and planned to try the effect when he got back.

When He Daqing got home, he found that the room still smelled the same, and he was so angry that his forehead hurt.

This Zhu is really outrageous. It seems that I have to find a woman to take care of my son after I have dealt with the trivial matters.

He Daqing put the things he bought on the table, then opened the house and the door wide to ventilate it.

When He Yuzhu came back from cooking, it was around 9:00 in the morning.

But when He Yuzhu returned home today, his face looked a little strange.

He Daqing glanced at him and said, "What happened? You look distracted. Are you acting like this just because I didn't ask you to bring some food home?"

"What? I'm not that greedy. It doesn't matter whether I bring food or not. I just felt that the director looked at me in a wrong way today."

He Yuzhu scratched his head. "You don't know, the director looks at me like the murderer of his father. I didn't kill his father, nor did I cause trouble for him. Also, Liu Lan was polite to me."

He Daqing knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. He thought that Director Yang must have already contacted the canteen director.

When he goes to work tomorrow, he will be the canteen director. So when Director Yang said that he would transfer the current canteen director to another position, his tone and attitude sounded like a horizontal transfer, but even if they are in the same position in the factory, the usual benefits are different.

Everyone knows that the canteen director position is a lucrative one, so the other party must be dissatisfied with his transferred job.

But so what? When the leaders make decisions, the subordinates have to bear it when they have no ability to resist.

He Daqing did not explain the situation to He Yuzhu. He pointed at the bed and said, "You must clean up the house right now. Starting today, you must clean it every day and wash your own clothes."

"Look at you, a master, you are always dressed in shabby clothes. If others see you, who would want to eat the food you cook?"

"You have to clean up under the bed and the corners at the base of the wall..."

He Daqing mumbled a lot, and his nagging tone made He Yuzhu a little dumbfounded.

When did his father become a nagging person? But when you think about it, it makes sense. The two of them have been separated for so many years, and they are no longer used to any living habits.

However, after listening to He Daqing's instructions, He Yuzhu was not annoyed at all, but felt quite happy.

It feels good to have someone in charge.

He Yuzhu cleaned up everything bit by bit as requested, and He Daqing went to the pool to deal with the chicken.

All the ingredients were prepared. While He Yuzhu went to the cafeteria to cook lunch, He Daqing closed the doors and windows of the room. He also washed the new jars with water and wiped them dry.

He Daqing poured all the bulk wine in, and then carefully dropped two drops of thousand-year-old wine into it.

As soon as a drop was added, the rich aroma of wine immediately filled the entire room.

It was also the first time that He Daqing smelled such a fragrant wine. He excitedly took out the wine glass and poured himself some.

For wine like this, I can set up a small stall, even in an alley, and I won’t be afraid of no one coming to buy it.

The phrase "Good wine needs no bush" came to He Daqing's mind.

After He Daqing poured the wine, he immediately put the lid on the jar.

The smell of alcohol in the room had faded a little, but it could still be clearly smelled.

He Daqing took a small sip and savored it carefully.

This wine is really extraordinary!

The mellow aroma of a thousand-year-old wine, combined with the clear flavor of grain wine, the taste is simply amazing!

"Lao He, I'm here. What delicious food are you making? I can smell the fragrance before I even see it. Your cooking skills have improved even more than before. It's amazing!"

Yan Bugui came over and started complimenting before he even entered the door.

He is just like this. As long as there is an advantage to be gained, he will say any good things with his eyes open, and he says it sincerely.

He Daqing opened the door and the aroma of wine filled the air. Yan Bugui was stunned and his eyes became even more curved as he smiled.

"Hey, what kind of wine is this? Is it Maotai?"

Yan Bugui was overjoyed. He really didn't expect that He Daqing had such good wine.

He never expected that He Daqing would treat him with such wine.

"Take a seat first, the food will be ready soon."

He Daqing put the plate on the table as he spoke, "I brewed this wine myself, and brought it back from Baocheng."

"Lao He, you are so nice!"

Yan Bugui said, he paused, and then said: "But you really don't plan to go back this time? Why do I feel like I'm dreaming, you were..."

"Don't mention what happened before. I will never go back."

He Daqing took out the divorce certificate and slammed it on the table. "See, we are really divorced. There is nothing to fool people about this."

Yan Bugui's eyes widened, he took off his glasses, wiped them, and looked carefully.

"Okay, okay, Lao He, I really admire you for being able to do this, and I'm happy for you."

"The two children at home really should come back. You don't know that when you are not at home, Sha Zhu, cough, Zhuzi, that child, really has a hard time."

"He doesn't even know how to save his monthly salary, and he often buys things for the kid from the Jia family."

"You said they were not related to you, so why did you buy something for him? And, I saw you caught some fish this morning, right? You said they were for Old Jia's family, isn't that nonsense?"

Yan Bugui became angrier and angrier as he spoke, as if those things he spent and gave away were his.

He Daqing saw through his thoughts at a glance. He thought that Yan Bugui must have wanted it before, but Sha Zhu didn't give it to him, so Yan Bugui kept it in mind every time.