1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 99: Salted Duck Eggs

The small courtyard of Lin Weimin's house had been silent for two months, but it finally became lively today, with loud voices everywhere.

He was helping everyone in the kitchen. There were too many people here today, and there was not enough room for one table at the housewarming banquet. Qu Xiaowei and Wang Shuo bought things according to the standard of three tables.

Lin Weimin knew that there were many people today, so he went to the neighbor's house to borrow some bowls, chopsticks and plates.

Neighbors and neighbors are close these days. Even though Lin Weimin doesn't know the neighbors well, when he heard that the neighbor's house was moving, the next door borrowed it without saying a word.

When I got back, I found that everyone who was scattered in the courtyard had gathered together. What's the situation?
After he walked into the crowd, he saw a familiar face, "Teacher, why are you here?"

Mr. Wan still wore the white shirt he used to wear, and said with a kind smile, "I'm free today. I heard from Xiao Fangzi that you are moving. Come and have a look."

It turned out to be the case.

"Teacher, come in quickly."

Mr. Wan waved his hand, "No. It's fine in the yard. Today is a good day."

"Then I'll get you a chair."

Lin Weimin went into the house and took a chair for Mr. Wan, and put it under the jujube tree in the yard, and the old man sat on it without hesitation.

The sudden arrival of Mr. Wan interrupted the lively scene of the crowd in the courtyard.

Most of the colleagues and friends who came today are young people. They treat a literary figure like Mr. Wan as an idol, so how can they still be as free and easy as before?
It was Mr. Wan, Meng Weizai, Qin Zhaoyang and other old comrades who took the initiative to find topics to relax the atmosphere in the courtyard, and everyone returned to casualness.

Mr. Wan heard that Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" had embarrassed the editors of the Chinese Literature Society for a long time. He laughed and said, "Your concerns are not unreasonable. But a good work is a good work. Don't worry too much. They judge fairly."

Maybe he wanted to appease the worries of Meng Weizai and Qin Zhaoyang, and he said: "I said before that I asked Weimin to turn this novel into a script and give it to Renyi to arrange. It will definitely be a novel that can stand the test of time. Great work!"

Meng Weizai and Tan Chaoyang naturally heard that Mr. Wan was supporting Lin Weimin, but they also felt that what he said was not unreasonable, and they felt much more at ease.

When it was noon, plates of delicacies came out of the kitchen.

The housewarming banquet tables were all placed in the main room, there were three tables in total, thanks to the fact that Li Lidong's family had left a lot of furniture for Lin Weimin.

When the food and wine were served, Lin Weimin made arrangements for everyone to be seated.There are not enough chairs and stools at home, the young people take the initiative to stand, and give up all the seats that can be sat to the old comrades.

"Come, come, everyone, fill up the wine!"

After everyone poured the wine, Lin Weimin stood in the living room, and said in a bright voice, "Today is my housewarming day, thank you all relatives and friends for coming to my humble house. I hope you all eat and drink well today, don't say anything, I|did it!"

After a few vulgar speeches, Lin Weimin drank it in one gulp, which attracted the applause of many young people in the room, and many people also imitated him and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Everyone eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

In fact, Lin Weimin didn't need to make concessions. The big guy took a sip of wine, and the chopsticks moved immediately.

There are very few opportunities to eat and drink these days, and the meals Lin Weimin prepared today are extremely brilliant. Each table has eight dishes and one soup, and there are four meat dishes alone.

After eating and drinking, Lin Weimin never forgot to take care of Mr. Wan and Shi Tiesheng.

Seeing that Shi Lan's mouth was stuffed like a little squirrel, he gave her the chicken legs on the plate, "Eat slowly, today's food is enough, there is still in the pot."

Shi Tiesheng shook his head and said, "This girl knows how to eat."

"You're growing up!" Lin Weimin said with a smile.

Everyone feasted, and the housewarming feast went quickly.

Before everyone finished eating, Mr. Wan left early with Wan Fang, followed by Meng Weizai, Qin Zhaoyang, and Shi Tiesheng.

Most of the rest of the people are drinking, and it won't be over for a while.

Zheng Guo rubbed Yuanyuan's stomach, he had eaten and drank enough for this trip today, and if he ate any more, he would have to go up.

He looked at Lin Weimin's table, and pulled Lin Weimin outside while others were not paying attention.

"For the sake of the people, I will go first."

"Not staying any longer?"

Leaving before finishing the meal is a bit out of Zheng Guo's character, Lin Weimin was curious.

"No, I'm full enough." Zheng Guo patted his stomach.

Lin Weimin smiled, "Okay, then I'll see you off."

"Not in a hurry."

Zheng Guo said, holding Lin Weimin's shoulders and leading him to the kitchen.

"Wei Min, I gave you that jar of salted duck eggs."

This behavior is very Zheng Guo, I did not forget to remind me when I gave something.

Today is Lin Weimin's housewarming celebration, and everyone who came here has given something. If there are too many presents, it is possible that we don't know who gave them.

It's just that such a big jar of salted duck eggs seems to have thirty or fifty, which doesn't fit Zheng Guo's personality a bit!
Lin Weimin was wondering, when he heard Zheng Guo say, "That... Weimin..."

His expression was somewhat apologetic.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Actually..." Zheng Guo's expression was cautious, and he finally plucked up his courage and said, "Actually, I drank a little wine that day and guessed about you."

Feeling a piercing look in his eyes, Zheng Guo quickly explained: "I really didn't do it on purpose. I just read the novel that day and thought it was very good. After drinking some wine with them, I talked about how you can write characters. It's so vivid..."

He looked at Lin Weimin with apologetic eyes, "Weimin, it's all because of me. I didn't expect them to spread the word. I'm so sorry for you. I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but in those two days I Seeing that you are very angry, I dare not..."

Looking at Lin Weimin full of apprehension, he saw that his expression was serious, and he was not angry.

"I guessed it was you!"

Because of being stingy and taking advantage of small things on weekdays, Zheng Guo often made jokes, and everyone would call him a ghost with a homonym at this time.

Zheng Guo looked at Lin Weimin nervously, but he smiled, "Okay! It's such a big deal, I didn't take it to heart, so don't take it to heart."

Zheng Guo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he said, "Wei Min, I'm really sorry for you. I usually ask you to take care of me, but in the end I caused you so much trouble..."

Lin Weimin asked in a teasing tone: "No wonder you kid gave such a big jar of salted duck eggs today. Are you here to make amends?"

Zheng Guo smiled embarrassedly and did not deny it.

With his personality, if there were no rumors, it would be impossible to give Lin Weimin so many duck eggs.

These salted duck eggs are enough for him to worry about for a month.

"I marinated the duck eggs before Chinese New Year, and they are so oily, they are delicious!"

"Okay, then I have to taste the ups and downs. It's not easy to eat something like you."

Lin Weimin patted Zheng Guo on the shoulder and laughed.

(End of this chapter)