Happy Life in Siheyuan

Chapter 332
"Stinky boy, you are satisfied now!"

Mr. Guan looked at the box door expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice.

"Look at what you said, old man, this matter has nothing to do with me!"

Han Chunming frowned, waved his hands hastily and said.

Mr. Guan glanced at Han Chunming, and said nothing with a sullen face.

Not long after, Meng Xiaoxing took several waiters and brought some dishes and a jug of wine.

Han Chunming got up and filled the wine glass for Mr. Guan, and said with a smile, "Come on, Mr. Guan, drink a glass of wine first to calm down!"

"I don't drink, I want to drink good wine!"

Mr. Guan didn't even look at the wine glasses on the table, and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, then let's pack all the dishes and take them home, and I'll go back and get you a jar of good wine!"

Han Chunming rolled his eyes, nodded helplessly and said.

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Guan immediately got up while supporting the table, wanting to leave.

Han Chunming hurried forward to help Mr. Guan go out, and then told Meng Xiaoxing to pack all the dishes.

Not long after, he drove Mr. Guan back home in Santana.

Then, he pretended to drive home again, but in fact he just walked around the street, then he returned to the door of Mr. Guan's house, and walked in with a small jar of Jian Nanchun that had been stored for ten years.

As soon as he entered the room, he found that Mr. Guan was sitting on the couch with no expression on his face, looking at the food on the coffee table with somewhat empty eyes, obviously he didn't eat a single bite.

Well, this is holding my breath!

He muttered something to himself, then stepped forward with a smile and put Jian Nanchun on the tea table.

Just when he was about to remove the mud seal and pour a glass of wine for Mr. Guan and himself, Mr. Guan directly stretched out his hand and pressed on the mud seal of the wine jar, looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "It's nothing, just lift your ass and go away." people!"

"Hey! Old man, you are really successful! I didn't make you angry, why are you taking your anger out on me? I won't let you drink this wine!"

Han Chunming stared, and said somewhat angrily.

As he said that, he made a gesture to take Jian Nanchun away.

However, Mr. Guan's movements were faster than him, and he immediately hugged the small wine jar in his arms and looked at him expressionlessly.

He silently rolled his eyes, then pursed his lips and said, "Okay, who told you to be my master! You can drink slowly by yourself, bye!"

After speaking, he got up and walked out, planning to drive home to cook for Han Mu.

Mr. Guan watched Han Chunming leave, then lowered his head to look at the small wine jar in his arms, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Stinky boy, even if you have a heart, I thought you would bring me a jar of daughter red!"

Jiannanchun, known as Jiannan Shaochun in ancient times, is the earliest distilled liquor in the history of domestic brewing, commonly known as baijiu or shochu. The poet Su Shi once left a mead song for this kind of liquor as a compliment:

One day, the small boiled fish spit, and the next day, the dizziness turned clear and bright.

In three days, the urn is opened and the fragrance is all over the city, and the silver bottle of quick release does not need to be dialed!

From this, we can see how fascinating this wine is, and because this wine is strong, it can best express the depression in the chest, and it is especially loved by literati.

On the other side, Han Chunming drove back to the gate of his courtyard, and just as he opened the door and got out of the car, he bumped into Cheng Jianjun riding a bicycle.

"Han Chunming, is this car yours?"

Cheng Jianjun stopped his bicycle, looked at Santana, then at Han Chunming, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and asked in surprise.

"That's right! Dude just bought it, how is it? It's okay!"

Han Chunming smiled slightly, nodded and said.

"Very good, very good!"

Cheng Jianjun came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly and said.

After speaking, he pushed his bicycle into the yard as if fleeing, full of jealousy and embarrassment.

Why?
I, a college student and a state official, still ride a bicycle. How can he, a junk worker, drive an imported car?

The cheapest Santana cost more than 20 yuan. Where did he get so much money?
Is it really so profitable to do business now?
Or did he get that Santana from an improper channel?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jianjun gritted his teeth secretly, and decided to find someone to investigate the origin of Han Chunming's Santana later.

At the same time, Han Chunming couldn't help showing a satisfied smile on his face as he watched Cheng Jianjun run away.

Since he occupied the body of the predecessor, the enemy of the predecessor is his enemy. Although he won't kill Cheng Jianjun, he still doesn't mind letting Cheng Jianjun learn a lesson.

Then, he turned around and took a look at Santana, and found that it would not be blocking the way, so he locked the car door and walked into the courtyard gate.

"Mom, I'm back!"

"Come back! Are things done?"

Mother Han was sitting in the living room, knitting a sweater with reading glasses on, and immediately raised her head to ask.

"done!"

Han Chunming nodded and smiled, and stepped forward to sit next to Han Mu.

Because when someone came to tell him to pick up the car in the morning, he didn't tell Mother Han about buying the car, but said that he had something to deal with, which is why Mother Han asked.

"Well, by the way, your brother and sister are going to come home for dinner tonight, so remember to prepare more food."

Mother Han nodded, just as she was about to continue knitting, she suddenly thought of something and hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.

"Why do they suddenly want to come back for dinner?"

Han Chunming was slightly taken aback, and asked with some doubts.

In the half a month since he traveled here, perhaps because of the unlucky timing, he hasn't met the older brothers and sisters yet!
I just heard from Mother Han that they came here occasionally.

But, why did they suddenly make an appointment to come back for dinner together?

"I don't understand! I don't understand what I want to go!"

Han's mother immediately put on a straight face, glared at Han Chunming, and said a little angrily.

Seeing this, Han Chunming hurriedly searched the memory of his predecessor in his mind, trying to figure out the situation.

Judging from Han Mu's reaction, this should be about Han Mu.

After searching for a while, he quickly found the answer, and felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

It turned out that today is Han Mu's birthday!

No wonder his brothers and sisters are so active!
After realizing it, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Mother Han's arm, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm so busy that I've lost my head! Don't be angry, I promise you will have a lively night. "

"Hmph! Why did I keep you, a heartless one! Come on, what are you supposed to do, don't play around with me here."

Mother Han snorted softly and said with some disgust.

"Got it!"

Han Chunming agreed with a smile, and began to think about what to do tonight.

First of all, there must be a whole birthday cake.

In addition, longevity noodles and longevity peaches are also essential.

For other things, just set up a table with good wine and good food.

Because it is not a big birthday, a lot of rules are saved, the most important thing is to have a lively meal with the whole family.

Moreover, it just so happened that he could also take the opportunity to get a system reward.

With a plan in mind, after having lunch with Han Mu, he started to go out and get ready.

Since there were no household ovens in this era, the best way for him to make a cake was to get a big clay pot to make an oven, and also get some charcoal.

He drove to the market, and soon bought a suitable large clay pot at a grocery store, and had it delivered to his door.

Then, he went to the coal supply station and bought some charcoal.

Then he went to the vegetable market to buy ingredients.

After a busy meal, he successfully bought everything back home after three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Han Mu saw that Han Chunming bought a big tile vat and a whole sheep, she was a little dumbfounded.

She didn't expect that Han Chunming would make such a big battle, just like celebrating his birthday.

However, since Han Chunming had a heart, she couldn't say anything, so she had to help out from the sidelines.

Han Chunming first pre-processed all the ingredients so that they could be put directly into the pot at that time, then he found a suitable place in the yard and built an oven with a large tile vat.

While he was busy, Grandma Su came out of the backyard with a vegetable basket, planning to go to the vegetable market to buy something.

As soon as she walked to the middle courtyard, she was attracted by the big tile vat.

"Hey, Chunming's mother, what are you doing?"

"Grandma Su, I'm making an oven."

Before Mother Han could answer, Han Chunming raised his head and said with a smile.

"oven?"

Grandma Su was taken aback for a moment, she obviously didn't understand what this oven has to do with the earthenware vat?
"That's right! My mom is having a birthday today, so I'm going to try it out by making a birthday cake for my mom!"

Han Chunming nodded and smiled.

"Birthday Cake?"

When Grandma Su heard Han Chunming's words, she just understood a little bit, and then suddenly became confused again.

At such an old age, she has only heard of bread, and she has never heard of birthday cakes!

What is this birthday cake?
"Forehead"

Han Chunming was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't know how to popularize the knowledge to this old man, he pondered for a while, and could only smile and said: "Grandma Su, I don't know how to tell you now, otherwise, I will personally Come and have a taste."

"Oh! No, no! I still have to cook for Mengmeng and her parents!"

Grandma Su waved her hands hastily and refused when she heard the words.

"Oh! It's okay. We are all neighbors in the same courtyard. Why are you being polite to us? Let's just say that. I will ask Wu Zi to invite you in person in the evening. Don't cook tonight. Let Su Meng return the meal when the time comes." Come with her parents."

Mother Han persuaded with enthusiasm.

It's rare that Han Chunming can show her face, she can't miss this opportunity.

Even if this kind of birthday cake is not good, there is still roasted whole lamb!
She is 1 assured of Han Chunming's cooking skills.

Coincidentally, she also wanted to take this opportunity to let the people in the courtyard take a good look at how promising her little fifth son has become now!
"No, no, you are passing your life, how dare I come here to disturb you."

Grandma Su thought for a moment, and immediately thought of an excuse.

No matter what kind of thing that birthday cake is, she doesn't want to follow along to join in the fun and carry the sedan chair for Mother Han.

"What does it matter? I was born to invite the neighbors from the neighborhood to have a good time. Grandma Su, don't be polite to me. I will invite other families later!"

Mother Han thought that since she had invited Grandma Su, she might as well invite all the neighbors in the yard. Anyway, she has money in her pocket now, so she doesn't panic.

Grandma Su could only reluctantly nod her head in agreement when she heard what Mother Han said.

Mother Han felt happy, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the backyard to invite Han Jianjun and his family, and then ran to the front yard to invite Uncle Guo and several other neighbors.

Han Chunming was speechless when he saw Han Mu's actions.

Then, he hurriedly speeded up, fixed the oven, and then hurriedly drove to the vegetable market to make a big purchase. Not only did he buy an extra sheep, but he also bought three extra chickens. Twenty catties of meat, and some side dishes and fruits.

Otherwise, he was really worried that the food might not be enough.

Under Han's mother's whim, in the end, he directly changed the birthday to the birthday.

When Han Chunming was thinking about whether to call those older brothers and sisters to help him, the neighbors who had been invited by Han's mother all came to the middle court one after another, wanting to help.

Han Chunming breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly expressed his thanks while beckoning people to assign work.

In this day and age, no matter what conflicts you have with your neighbors, you will usually take the initiative to help others when they are doing red and white things, which is full of humanity.

After all, today's population is not as mobile as it was in the 21st century.

Sometimes, you have to live with your neighbors for a lifetime. If there is too much trouble, it will be a miserable life.

In the final analysis, this is also based on self-interest.

However, compared to the big cities of the 21st century, those old and dead neighbors seem a little more humane.

These principles are also learned from Han Chunming's special years in the world of horse herders.

In the busyness, time passed quickly.

In the central courtyard, the cake blanks carefully made by Han Chunming were also put into the oven for baking, slowly exuding a tempting cake aroma.

The neighbors who helped out showed surprise after smelling the fragrance.

On the one hand, they are surprised that Han Chunming has this ability, and on the other hand, they are surprised that this so-called birthday cake can have such a delicious taste.

It didn't take long for the cake blank to come out of the oven.

Han Chunming didn't wait for other people to gather around to see what was strange, he brought the cake blank into the house, and then put the two marinated whole sheep into the oven.

Then, he walked to the temporary cauldron and started cooking other dishes that took a long time.

Although Mother Han invited neighbors from the entire yard, there were only more than 30 people in total, that is, four tables of meals.

For him, it's just a little bit more for each dish.

Gradually, the sky darkened, and the glowing red flames reflected in his eyes, reflecting the steaming big iron pot.

The neighbors in the yard gathered around him, staring straight at the constantly flying ingredients in the pot, smelling the aroma in the air, and swallowing a mouthful of saliva from time to time.

At this time, other neighbors who went to work also came back one after another.

(End of this chapter)