Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

Apart from these two, Liu Jianshe couldn't think of any other important figures.

In this case, it will be a good day at noon today!

"Erya, send the four knuckles and these few chickens to the factory and ask Mahua to stew them for me. If you have this tough dish, you should have told me in advance last night so that I can prepare it in advance. Now I can only send it to the factory. Go to the factory and help with processing."

After Liu Jianshe made arrangements, he began to get busy.

Now this year pays attention to frugality, weddings and funerals are not allowed to be held, but Fan Yu's reputation over the years has made him a lot of contacts.

Four tables may not be enough, at least five tables must be prepared.

For four tables, there were not enough elbows, so Liu Jianshe took advantage of Erya's time to go to the factory for processing, and went back to his house to get one.

They are all friends, so I lent one to Fan Yu for the time being. Anyway, after waiting for two days, the new research project will start.

The premise of making the horse run is that the horse must be fed.

In this way, I have been busy until after eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and the preparations have been completed one after another.

Thanks to Liu Jianshe's dexterous hands and feet, otherwise the meeting would not be in time for the twelve o'clock opening.

After Liu Jianshe finished his preparations, guests began to come to the Hutong entrance one after another.

First of all, the colleagues in the engineering department are all acquaintances, and there is no need to be polite. A few people exchanged a few words, and then sat on their seats and started chatting with melon seeds.

Immediately after were the relatives from Erya's side, there were not too many people, just two tables.

In this way, there was only one table of guests left.

Of course, the guests at this table are all prominent figures, so it is naturally impossible to arrive first.

Five minutes before twelve o'clock, one car after another slowly drove up.

Director Yang and Deputy Director Li got out of the car at the same time.

Afterwards, there were leaders of some major factories that Fan Yu had known over the years.

Wearing an apron, Liu Jianshe watched the leaders walk in one after another.

The first reaction was a little speechless. He looked at Fan Yu who was exchanging greetings, and then at a bunch of leaders.

"Tsk tsk, this kid usually doesn't look like a mountain, and he has accumulated a lot of contacts!"

Liu Jianshe just sighed with emotion. Unexpectedly, the next second, the nobleman came in talking and laughing with the father-in-law of Deputy Factory Director Li.

Their acquaintance makes it difficult for people to think that the two are political enemies.

One of the two is a conservative and the other is a reformist, and they usually want to beat their brains out.

I didn't expect to be able to sit together talking and laughing.

This makes people feel a lot of emotion.

"My friends and relatives, I'm a stupid person, and I don't know how to say polite words. Everyone is here today, just eat and drink well."

Fan Yu's face was full of red, and he raised his hand to serve the food.

As soon as he called for the food to be served, Liu Jianshe felt that he was directing people to serve the food.

Eight cold dishes, eight hot dishes, plus roast chicken and duck elbow.

They are all hard dishes, and they are all rare dishes on the market.

Liu Jianshe was from the Central Plains in his previous life, and the dishes in the Central Plains banquet are all about the color, flavor and taste.

As soon as the food was served, the little taste came up in a hurry.

In addition, this banquet can be described as more meat dishes and less vegetarian dishes.

As soon as the dishes were served, there was an instant sensation. As soon as the chopsticks were moved, everyone praised Liu Jianshe's craftsmanship.

"The taste of this dish is not bad, Xiao Liu's craftsmanship is not bad!"

"Especially this braised pork, which is fat but not greasy, and it melts in your mouth. If you can serve it with a bowl of rice, it will be delicious in the world."

The nobleman communicated with a group of leaders while eating braised pork.

The rest of the people also nodded in praise, and those with sharp eyes hurried to find rice for the nobleman.

This sharp-eyed person is Director Yang.

Factory Manager Yang searched for a while in front of the stove, but he couldn't find any rice.

He couldn't help asking, "Jianjian, didn't you prepare rice?"

Liu Jianshe was smoking a cigarette and was resting on a chair. He was startled when he heard the words: "Rice? Isn't this the south? Where can I use rice for a big feast?"

"I prepare white flour steamed buns. By the way, don't you all drink alcohol? You only eat the staple food when you come up?"

Liu Jianshe opened the steamer, took out the white flour steamed buns, and handed them over.

Factory Manager Yang said quietly: "The nobleman said that the dishes you cook are very good, and they are best eaten with rice. Would you like to borrow some rice?"

Liu Jianshe shook his head: "Steamed buns with braised pork are the best. You just send the steamed buns up and you'll know after a taste. I'm going to lie to you. I'll quit the world of chefs in the future."

"Little bastard, you are not from the chef world, you are confused with me here, do you think I am fooling you?" Factory Manager Yang gave Liu Jianshe a glare, took the steamed bun and left.

"Who's eight big bowls serve rice?" Liu Jianshe muttered, and continued to open the steamer.

The scent of the eight bowls came to the nostrils in an instant, echoing in the yard for a long time.

When the guests smelled the fragrance, their eyes lit up instantly.

I thought the dishes were ready, but I didn't expect there were other dishes.

This is a surprise.

Eight big bowls came to the table, and the nobleman picked up a piece of crispy meat, his eyes lit up instantly.

"This taste is absolutely amazing. The crispy meat is wrapped in soup, and a bite of crispy meat and a mouthful of steamed buns are simply delicious!"

After the nobleman finished speaking, he saw that no one agreed with him, and thought that someone had an opposing view, but he finally saw it.

The scramble mode has already started on the dinner table, and afterimages of everyone's chopsticks have begun to appear.

The nobleman was taken aback for a moment, and he also began to enter a state of scrambling, regardless of his identity.

"I'm a little ashamed. I've used all my craftsmanship, and there's still so much meat left. It's cheap for Fan Yu."

Liu Jianshe looked at the remaining pork, and saved some to eat, so he didn't need to buy meat during the Chinese New Year.

In the yard next door, Liu Jiale was playing wildly with Yu Xin in the yard, when the scent wafted into his nostrils.

The two little guys stopped, sniffling non-stop.

"It smells so good! I'm hungry!" Liu Jiale rubbed his stomach.

Yu Xin kept swallowing at the side.

"Hungry?" Sun Yuqin, who was watching over the two, said.

The two little guys nodded.

"Wait a minute, someone will come to call you later, you forgot, Uncle Fan Yu is holding a banquet today, and after entertaining the guests, he will definitely come to call you."

Sun Yuqin said without raising her head while knitting a sweater.

Only then did the two little guys realize that the scent must have come from the opposite side when Uncle Fan Yu held a banquet today.

Thinking of something delicious, the two little guys started to poke their heads towards the door.

Looking forward to the next second, Uncle Fan Yu walked in with a smile and asked people to eat.

Backyard, deaf old lady's house.

The old lady sat on the bed with a gloomy expression.

The old lady already knew about Fan Yu getting the certificate behind her back through Yi Zhonghai.

The old lady felt that it was too much not to notify her when she received the certificate, and she was not notified when the banquet was held.

This shows that Fan Yu doesn't regard her as a mother at all.

The old lady admitted that what happened back then was her fault, and she didn't rescue Lao Fantou immediately.

So it led to the death of Lao Fantou, but the old lady felt that she had her own difficulties.

Back then, she really wanted to live with Lao Fantou, but after all, the world is impermanent.

The old lady felt that with the passage of time, Fan Yu would eventually understand her difficulties one day.

Unexpectedly, Fan Yu is still unwilling to admit the identity of her adoptive mother.

The more the old lady thought about it, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the more she thought about it.

"In your eyes, I don't deserve to be called a mother, do I?"

"Since this is the case, then you will live in guilt for the rest of your life!"

The old lady murmured, threw the rope on the beam, and tied the rope.

Hanging it around his neck, he kicked the chair away vigorously.

A violent suffocation suddenly emerged, and the old lady's face was grim, and she didn't struggle at all.

Just when the old lady was unconscious, she saw an old man in army green clothes appearing in front of her eyes.

The old lady smiled happily.

It turns out that you have been waiting for me!

very nice!Finally, I am not alone on the road.

The old man smiled and touched the old lady's head, then took her hand and walked forward together.

In the courtyard next door, Fan Yu, who was toasting, seemed to feel something.

Stunned, he kept looking around.

No one was seen, so they continued to toast table by table with wine glasses.

Fan Yu is a down-to-earth person. Others toast with one table and one cup, but he also toasts with one person.

He can't be heroic, but he can't drink much more than Liu Jianshe.

Soon he was drowsy, Erya had no choice but to help him into the room to rest.

Fan Yu, who was lying on the bed, murmured: "Dad, have you seen it? I'm married and will have children in the future. Unfortunately, you won't be able to see it."

"Dad, I miss you so much..."

Fan Yu lay on the bed and howled, tears soaked the pillow.

Having been muddled for more than ten years, and suffering from blind eyes for so many years, the warmth and warmth of the world made this young man in his 20s miss his childhood very much.

At that time, Lao Fantou was still alive, and the old lady was still his adoptive mother.

When Lao Fantou went out to work, he followed the old lady and waited in the courtyard.

When Lao Fan came back from get off work, he would always bring him something to eat.

The family sat on chairs, ate braised noodles, and listened to Lao Fan talking about work.

The family is happy and enjoying the family happiness.

But then everything changed.

One day, a group of people rushed into the house and took old Fantou away, and his adoptive mother also drove him out.

"Dad saw it, my little Fan Yu has grown up."

"Father has always been here and has been watching you. My little Fan Yu has grown up and is married, and there will be little Fan Yu in the future. What a pity! Dad can't see you anymore."

Fan Yu, who was drunk, heard a familiar voice and thought he was hallucinating, so he continued to sob with his head down.

Outside the door, Liu Jianshe, who was seeing off guests for Fan Yu, finally delivered the last batch of guests.

After a long sigh of relief, he walked home and said to Sun Yuqin, Ran Qiuye and the others: "Come on, don't wait, it's time for dinner, you are all your own people, do you expect me to come and invite you?"

A group of little guys cheered immediately, and ran towards the opposite side with their legs spread apart.

Sun Yuqin and Ran Qiuye were afraid that the children would bump into each other, so they quickly followed.

After everyone left, Liu Jianshe took out two cigarettes, lit one and put it on the stone table, while he was holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Thank you for helping Fan Yu all these years!"

In the ear, there was a voice of thanks.