Grassroots lawyers also have spring

Chapter 920 The Taste of Hometown

Occasionally, sporadic firecrackers sounded outside the window, probably someone was secretly setting off firecrackers.The kitchen on the first floor is about [-] square meters. When Wang Chuan walked in with Xiao Lele in his arms, four old people were busy making dumplings.

"It's better if the kitchen is bigger. When four or five people get busy, no one will hinder anyone. It's spacious and comfortable to look at." Mother Wu put the pot full of water on the stove and said with a smile.

"Okay, the dumplings are ready. I'm going to stew the meat outside, you guys go ahead." Father Wang clapped his hands, walked to the courtyard, and began to fiddle with his iron pot stew again.

This time, in order to prevent the property from "making trouble", the old man took out half a bag of charcoal, lit it and put it in the stove.After a while, white gas rose from the big iron pot, and the property patrol personnel just checked to see if they entered the courtyard, let alone stopped them.

After a while, the dumplings came to the table, and everyone sat around the table, eating and chatting, beaming.

"Father, your stewed pork is really delicious, you can smell it even sitting in the room!" Father Wu stopped his chopsticks and sniffed it vigorously.

"That's right, I cook meat every year in my hometown. This technique is perfect! It just takes too much charcoal, and it takes four to five hours to simmer on a low fire. It would be fine if I let firewood be used." Father Wang said.

After everyone had finished eating and were chatting, the doorbell rang, and Mother Wu stood up and looked at the door: "Could it be that the property is here!"

"No way, I used charcoal this time, so there was no big black smoke!" Father Wang asked doubtfully.

"It's not the property owner, it's an old man." After speaking, Wang Chuan walked out.

"Happy Chinese New Year, what can you do?" Wang Chuan came to the gate and looked at the old man outside.

The old man outside the door looked about 70 years old, wearing a hat, a scarf, and a brand-name down jacket, looking very refined.Regardless of his age, he is full of energy.

"Happy Chinese New Year, young man, I smelled someone stewing meat this morning, so I turned around and found this place. Did you stew this meat?" the old man asked.

"My son didn't stew it, I did it!" Father Wang and Father Wu came out of the house.

"Old man, your craftsmanship is not bad! This meat is really fragrant. When I was in my hometown, the village stewed meat every year, and this is the taste..." The old man sighed.

After chatting for a while, Wang Chuan figured out that the old man thought about others when he saw things, and when he smelled the smell of meat, he remembered the New Year's scene in his hometown.

It's cold weather, it's not a problem to stand at the door chatting, Father Wang warmly invited the old man to his home.

"You're older than me, so I'll call you brother ha. Brother, the meat will be cooked in a while, I'll get you a few pieces and take it home to taste." Father Wang said.

"No, I'm the only one at home with a nanny, so I can't eat it. I just smell the aroma and think of my hometown! I ran over to see the excitement," said the old man.

"If you're homesick, go back and have a look! Now that the traffic is so developed, you can't go anywhere! Brother, you don't have to worry about it!" Father Wang said.

The old man shook his hand: "It's been decades, and I can't go back! There is no one in my hometown! The houses in my hometown have been sold to neighbors in the village."

"Where are your children?" Wang Chuan asked.

"Don't mention it, my son works in the financial street of the beautiful country, and I don't see him very often throughout the year, and my grandson is also there, and I rarely come back.

The daughter is based in Africa and is a member of the official family.I can’t come back casually. I called me yesterday to say New Year’s greetings and said I couldn’t come back. I told them not to come back if I can’t come back. In fact, who doesn’t want to have a family reunion after the Chinese New Year?

Look at your family, and think about my family, I really envy you! " said the old man.

"I miss them. If they don't come back, you can go live with them!" Father Wang said.

"I'm not used to it. Gold and silver kennels are not as good as my own dog kennel. I don't want to move anymore when I'm old! My wife passed away early, and my son was afraid that I would be lonely, so he bought me four dogs, but these are dogs after all, not humans!" the old man said. sighed.

"I don't think you should go home anymore, just eat here at noon, come and chat if you have nothing to do, we are here all this time." Seeing that the old man was pitiful, Father Wang said.

"It's okay, I'm used to it by myself, so I won't bother you! I'll come and chat with you when I have time." The old man smiled wryly.

During the Spring Festival holiday, people who are accustomed to the life of social animals suddenly become idle and do not know what to do. After the excitement of the first two days of the holiday, the rest of the days become boring. Apart from eating and drinking, they play mobile phones and mahjong.

Wang Chuan was no exception. Apart from going to the homes of Fatty Wan and Luo Wenhua and other close friends to pay New Year's greetings, he also felt a little uncomfortable when he was suddenly free. Fortunately, Wu Hongyan was prepared and bought a lot of books for him to pass the time.

Some people say that Chinese people have fallen into an unconscious daze in recent years, and the life that many people think they enjoy is actually filling the emptiness in their hearts with false busyness.Once there is no busyness, people will feel that life is boring!

Although such remarks may sound alarmist, it is extremely scary to think carefully!Isn't that true for many people?
The seven-day Spring Festival holiday passed quickly, Yuanfang Law Firm opened its doors and officially opened for business.Most of the lawyers from the law firm came back, and some lawyers could not return to the imperial capital because they could not buy tickets.

In the afternoon, Shen Qi walked into Wang Chuan's office.

The Spring Festival holiday just passed, and there was nothing to do in the institute. Wang Chuan looked around, and he had just returned to the office when Shen Qi entered.

"Is something wrong? Did lawyer WL have a letter?" Wang Chuan, who was about to drink tea when Shen Qi entered the door, asked, putting down his teacup.

"It's not about the institute! It's about my Shen Group." Shen Qi said.

"Is it because you are soliciting business for the law firm behind your back?" Wang Chuan asked with a smile.

Shen Qi had done this kind of thing to get more pocket money before, Wang Chuan had to be careful lest the Shen Group would have any objections to him.

"Look at what you said, how can I say that I am now an assistant to the director, and although I don't earn much, it's still enough to spend, and the New Year's money I received during the Chinese New Year is still hundreds of thousands.

This time it was my brother who asked me to find you. Last night he found me mysteriously, saying that the company had some problems and needed the help of a criminal lawyer. "Shen Qi said.

"That's good! I've been in the institute for the past few days. When is it convenient for your brother to come over to talk." Wang Chuan said.

"My brother is now the vice chairman of Shen's Group. There are too many eyes staring at him, and he doesn't want others to know that he is looking for a lawyer. It's not convenient to come to the law firm. Why don't you make an appointment at Director Niu's teahouse? Is it convenient for you?" Shen Qi thought for a while.

"Alright, let's make an appointment at the teahouse! Wanlu and I will go there together." Wang Chuan said.

"Okay, I'll make an appointment right away." After Shen Qi finished speaking, she left.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Chuan and Fatty Wan walked into Lao Niu's teahouse, and the waiter led them to the reserved private room.

Sitting next to Shen Qi in the private room was a man who looked to be in his 30s. He was well-mannered and well-mannered.He exudes a faint temperament of a superior person. It can be seen that this temperament is not pretended, but cultivated by the environment for many years.

　Two chapters are updated today, and I will make up later!
　　
　
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