I am Fugui

Chapter 120
"And you, Laishun, remember, you are married by Jiazhen's father for you." Father Xu said.

Laishun nodded and stood there giggling.

"Come on, carry the baskets to the cellar with me, and make the new clothes. We will bring the girl back in two days."

Each of them took a basket and put it in the cellar of the kitchen.

The cellar is not big, only about five or six square meters in size. In it is the most important food of the Xu family, and there are several jars next to the food, which contain sauerkraut pickles pickled radishes and so on by Xu's mother.

The dinner at night was made by Xu Fugui. He steamed a big pot of white rice and reheated the dishes packed at noon, so he could eat it right away.

"Don't eat it all at once, save some for later." Father Xu swallowed and said, smelling the smell of oil and meat coming from the iron pan.

After being a landlord for most of my life, it was the first time I felt that chicken, duck and fish were so delicious.

"I'll eat whatever I want later, and I'll keep it until Cuiping comes to visit in a few days. I'm worried about setting up a table and don't know what to eat."

"Mom, it's such a hot day, I'm afraid it will be rotten in a few days, at least I have to finish eating tomorrow."

Xu's mother said distressedly: "If you don't have festivals or years, you will be struck by lightning if you eat so well."

Xu Fugui couldn't laugh or cry, "God won't care about our family's mess."

In the end, he reheated Wang's Roast Duck, Kung Pao Chicken, and Steamed Fish, and saved the rest for tomorrow.

After serving it on the table, Mother Xu closed the doors and windows tightly to prevent the smell from spreading.

As the sun sets, the sky is still burning with an orange-red sunset glow. When the setting sun shines on the river, the river water becomes golden, as if magical little stars are shining.

The fiery clouds in the sky have distinct layers, and the color gradually fades from west to east.

Someone passed by outside Xu's courtyard, suddenly stopped, sniffed hard, and swallowed, "It smells like meat."

He looked at the closed doors and windows of Xu's house, hesitated, and turned to leave.

People in this world generally don't eat meat a few times a year, so their noses are very sensitive to the smell of meat and oil. Whoever eats meat can't hide it from others.

Mother Xu closed the doors and windows tightly, and the light dimmed. Changgen took out a small bowl, poured half a bowl of tung oil into it, put the lamp grass in, and after lighting it, the flame the size of soybeans swayed slightly on the oil bowl.

"Long root, put another lamp grass in, and you won't be able to see the dishes on the table." Father Xu said.

Changgen responded, and put another lamp grass in to light it up. The light of the fire was much brighter, at least able to illuminate a dining table.

Father Xu walked into the house leaning on a cane, and when he came out, he had an extra jug of loose wine in his hand.

Lai Shun smiled, got up and went to get four wine glasses.

"Eat such good meat, you really should drink some wine. His father, Changgen, you don't need to drink too much. Fugui and Laishun are young, so you can drink two more glasses." Mother Xu said with a smile.

Filling up the wine glass, clinking the glass, Xu Fugui took a small sip, and he didn't swallow until the smell of baijiu filled his mouth.

Put another piece of chicken in your mouth and chew it carefully, unwilling to swallow it for a long time.

After eating and drinking enough, Xu Fugui patted his stomach, feeling that it was full of oil and water, and finally felt full.

"Mother, you rest, I'll wash it later." Seeing that Xu's mother was going to clean up the dishes, Xu Fugui said quickly.

"It's okay, you've been tired all day. Although my mother has bad legs and feet, she can still wash a few dishes clean."

"I'm so tired, I didn't do any work today."

Xu Fugui got up, took the bowls and chopsticks from her hand, put them on the stove, and started to wash them skillfully.

Laishun rolled up his sleeves and wanted to come to help, but he sent him away.

Today Laishun worked in the fields for a whole day, and he was exhausted enough, so he went to take a good rest after eating.

Burn your feet well later, and go to bed early is the right way.

"I'll go for a walk at the entrance of the village." Father Xu burped loudly, got up and leaned on his crutches, and Chang Gen hurriedly followed.

Xu's mother sat in front of the stove and lit the fire, smiled and watched him skillfully wash the dishes, and suddenly said: "My Fugui is very different from before."

Xu Fugui laughed, "Mother, your son has grown up."

Mother Xu nodded happily, "My Fugui is a man now."

After washing the bowls and chopsticks and putting them away, Xu Fugui took out the chilled watermelon in the water tank, cut it open, picked up a piece and gnawed on it.

The sky was completely dark, and the night covered the entire Xujia Village. Xu Fugui swung the watermelon vigorously, and the watermelon rind flew out of the courtyard in a beautiful arc.

"Wang!"

Seeing this, Ping An wagged his tail and jumped out, trying to catch the watermelon rind.

Just ran to the gate of the courtyard, saw that the watermelon rind could not be chased, and ran back with a bright red tongue.

Xu Fugui sat on the threshold, took out a roll of dry tobacco, struck a match to light it, and leisurely exhaled a puff of blue cigarette.

Laishun sat next to him, also took out a roll of dry tobacco, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

Laishun's addiction to smoking is much greater than Xu Fu's.

Xu Fugui usually smoked a cigarette when he was tired from work, or after a meal, or when he was squatting in the pit.

Laishun is different. He always has a roll of dry tobacco in his mouth when he has nothing to do. The dry tobacco grown in the field is not enough for the two of them to smoke. They often buy it for other people in the village.

"Laishun, what does Liu Cuiping look like?" Xu Fugui asked casually, exhaling another puff of smoke.

Although Liu Cuiping was from the Liujia Village next door, he had never seen this girl before.

Maybe I've seen her on the road, but I don't know her name.

Usually he is so busy that he has no time to care about these things.

Laishun chuckled, "She has a big butt and a big front, similar to that of the White Widow, but she's not tall."

Xu Fugui laughed loudly, "You idiot, you're still thinking about the White Widow."

Laishun shook his head like a rattle, and said seriously: "I like Liu Cuiping, not some white widow."

"You've only known Liu Cuiping for a few days, and you just keep talking about liking her?"

Laishun didn't know how to refute, so he said in a low voice, "Anyway, I just like it, and I can see that Liu Cuiping seems to like me too."

"How did you see it?"

"She was so blushing that she didn't dare to look at me. She must like me."

Xu Fugui shook the soot, "You don't need to make your clothes, just wear the real clothes that my father-in-law bought for you. After Lian Tianniang has finished Liu Cuiping's new clothes, we will pick up Liu Cuiping with rice and silver dollars go home."

Laishun scratched the back of his head, "I listen to the young master."

"Okay, go to bed."

Smoked a cigarette, Xu Fugui looked at the moonless night sky, turned around and fetched a basin of hot water, and put his big feet in it.

After soaking my feet comfortably, I went back to my bed with a mat, lay on it stretched out, enjoying the rare personal space, and soon fell asleep.
(End of this chapter)