Jinghua Tianjiao

Chapter 201 Small Jar of Pickles
"Dad, you are going too far. Everyone's opportunity is fair. Are you afraid that I will embarrass you in the past if you don't let me go?"

The father and son started to choke while chatting, and Zhuo's father pulled his face, "You said when will you change your temper, you will suffer a loss sooner or later, I shouldn't have invested in your company in the first place, and I have to let you work in the society. You have experienced and practiced, you have lost money in the first few companies, which has a lot to do with your temper, if you talk to me like this now, do you still want to repeat the same mistakes."

Zhuo Hao was irritated, "Dad! I was telling you about the forum, why do you keep bringing up the past! I said that I will take this company seriously, why don't you believe me! Anyway, this forum , I have to go if you don’t let me go, and I’ll just go by the side, at worst I’ll break in when the time comes!”

"If I don't let you go, I won't let you go. Is there any more rules! You get out!" Without saying a word, the father and son quarreled like this. Zhuo's father threw the brush on the rice paper and watched Zhuo Hao leave angrily Hearing the slamming sound of the door downstairs, Zhuo's father sighed, rolled the rice paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can, leaving nothing behind.

The rain stopped, but there was a burst of humidity outside the window, which was uncomfortable.Zhuo Hao drove the car up the Third Ring Road. He wanted to vent his dissatisfaction with the accelerator pedal, but just as he stepped on the accelerator pedal, he slipped for a while, and then he braked again. A burst of inertia smashed himself on the seat. back.It was the evening rush hour at this time, and the third ring road was blocked, and the red light that could not be seen in front of him made him feel even more irritable.He slapped the steering wheel and honked the horn.

The car in front became impatient, and the driver rolled down the window and poked his head half his head to look back and shouted, "What are you pressing, I didn't see that the front is blocked!"

Zhuo Hao replied, "I'm happy to press it, you can control it!"

"I'm sick!" the driver of the car in front said and ignored him.
He took a deep breath and slammed his hands on the steering wheel, feeling extremely bad.

The alley was wet, and it was raining heavily today. Although it had stopped, the water droplets on the gray tile eaves were still dripping.Du Juan knocked on the door for a long time before Aunt Xiufen came out.At first glance, Du Juan hurriedly said, "Juan'er, why are you here, come in quickly."

"Aunt Xiufen, my mother asked me to come and see you. Have you eaten yet?" Du Juan said and passed the lunch box in her hand, "Mom made some delicious food at home and said to bring it over for you to taste." , also to thank you for helping my family this time.”

Xiufen said, "Thank you, what about your mother, why didn't she come over? Tell her to come and have a chat."

Du Juan said, "She won't come, auntie, my mother will rest first after cooking. She got up early today and went to see my grandma early in the morning."

"Oh, I went to a nursing home." Xiufen said, "I haven't been to a nursing home for a long time. I have to go and see some other day to see what delicious food your mother cooks. I haven't eaten it in almost 20 years. I have eaten the meals made by your mother. When we were in the factory, we always ate big pot meals, and your mother often brought food from home."

Xiufen opened the lunch box, there was braised pork, scrambled eggs with chives, and a serving of rice, "Your mother is really, she is so tired after running all day, and she has cooked so much."

"Oh, yes, and this." Du Juan took out a small enamel pot from her trouser pocket as she spoke, "My mother told you to try this, to see whether her craftsmanship has deteriorated."

Xiufen took the small jar and opened it while asking, "What is this?"

Inside the jar is pickled shredded radish in sauce, and when you open it, you will smell the aroma of the sauce.Xiufen simply picked up one and tasted it, chewing carefully, "Yeah! It's still the same old taste, Juan'er, you don't know, this side dish is your mother's specialty. In the factory back then, everyone loved your mother's food." I can’t grab this bite, but your mother would keep a copy for me every time, and put it in the old aluminum long lunch box. Now that kind of long lunch box is rare. At that time, your mother She is good at making silk figurines, and no one can compare to her in cooking."

Du Juan listened with gusto, "Auntie Xiufen, I really didn't expect that there are so many stories about this jar of pickles."

"That's right." Xiufen said with emotion in the old days, "there were still many interesting things in the factory back then, let's just talk about the pickles. Later, your mother pickled them directly in the big vat of the factory's back kitchen. The back kitchen is the closest to the factory manager's office. The smell of pickles wafted to the factory manager's office, and every time we went to the office for a meeting, we smelled the smell of pickles, and at that time we almost called the factory manager the pickles factory manager."

"Hahaha..." Du Juan said with a smile, "It's really interesting. This jar of pickles was also pickled by my mother last month. I just opened it tonight, so I told you to bring some to taste. I didn't know it at first. Why did my mother bring you a jar of pickles, now I know, this pickles are all memories of your era."

"That's right." Xiufen picked up a pickle and put it up to her nose and smelled it, "Only your mother can do this skill. If it wasn't for making silk figurines back then, your mother must be in Liubiju now."

Du Juan helped Aunt Xiufen arrange the meals, and joked, "It doesn't matter if it's silk people or pickles, it's all from our old Beijing culture. Auntie, you should eat quickly, I'm afraid the meat will get tired after a while .”

"Juan'er, have you eaten? I'll go and eat with a pair of chopsticks."

"No, auntie, I have eaten with my family." Du Juan said, "Auntie, you have to eat this meal on time, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach. No matter how busy you are, you can't miss the meal."

"It's all a problem of long-term maintenance. I just want to finish the work before eating. Who would have thought that it will be dark when the work is done." Although Xiufen said this, she was afraid that Jinghua Fang would be anxious. "Juan'er, what's the progress on your side? Are the four silk figurines almost finished with other processes, and this is the only garment left?"

Du Juan shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, auntie. The four silk figurines are not in a hurry, and the paintings on the head models haven't been put on yet. Originally, they wanted to come over today to check on the progress, but they didn't come even though it was raining. Auntie , you don’t have to worry, just do it normally according to your time.”

"That's fine, I'm afraid I'll miss your side."

"Auntie, don't think so, you have helped us a lot this time, and it's too late for us to thank you." Du Juan said hastily
Xiufen looked at Du Juan and said sincerely, "When you're done with your busy work, come and learn when you have free time. Auntie will teach you some tricks of tailoring."

It was nine o'clock in the evening when I left Xiufen's house.The day started ticking again, Xiufen looked at the sky where the stars and the moon could not be seen, "It's starting to fall again, wait a moment, Juaner, I'll get you an umbrella."

"No need, auntie, you can go back quickly, you don't need an umbrella for a few steps." Du Juan said and left in a hurry.

Xiufen shouted from behind, "Come to Auntie's house to play anytime!"

"okay!"

Seeing Du Juan arrive home, Xiu Fen closed the door in peace.Du Juan went to the kitchen to put down the lunch box and went straight to her mother's room. Seeing that her mother was sleeping soundly leaning against the back of the bed, Du Juan took out a thin blanket and gently covered her.Swift was a light sleeper and felt someone beside her, so she opened her eyes slightly, "I'm back, girl."

"Mom, are you awake?"

"How is Xiufen, have you eaten? Did you say that my cooking is not delicious?"

As expected, both of them are people who want to save face. Du Juan replied, "Mom, what are you thinking? Auntie Xiufen said that your craftsmanship is the same as before. Food delivery, did you hear something when you went to the nursing home today?"

(End of this chapter)