Chapter 20: Big article (Part 1) (《》)

Silence gently closed the door and put the basket of eggs down, seeing that my father was still sleeping, but his breath was much smoother than before. He felt a wave of fatigue coming up like a tide, and he could no longer hold on. He fell on the bed and fell asleep...

Today he was so tired. He seemed to have returned to the twenty-four days of his previous life. Apart from ideals and future, there was nothing... Survival has to be solved by oneself, dignity has to be maintained by oneself, status has to be won by oneself, and future has to be fought by oneself... But starting from scratch again, it is much calmer than the previous time, not only because he has been very mature after a long time of hardship, but also because now he has relatives, a home, and a harbor of his soul...

In a daze, silent thought about the favorite song again:

‘The past has gone far, but the future is in front of you.

Even if you have nothing, you must stand up again.

Use sweat to fight for tomorrow, no matter how hard or tired you are, you will have no complaints.

The world does not change for anyone, and time does not stop for anyone.

I feel tired occasionally, but it will be staged tomorrow.

From zero to eternal starting point!’

The next day he woke up, a man who put down his burden, was full of energy, and was relaxed and silent. He turned over and got out of bed, and the first thing he did was to check his father's condition.

But when Chen He had already woken up, he was staring at Fang Liang blankly, and Chen silently told him not to agree, but his stomach was lumpy and protested.

He laughed silently and said, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? Buns or fried dough sticks? If you don't say anything, I'll buy fried dough sticks for you." This guy was so nauseous. Knowing that the patient would not be afraid of greasy, he used fried dough sticks to disgust the old man.

Chen He was indeed caught up in the trap. When he heard the word "oil", he felt nauseous and had to spit out a word and said: "Face."

He smirked silently and asked again: "Is it Yangchun noodles or clear soup noodles?"

Yangchun noodles are clear soup noodles. Chen He knew that he was teasing himself and refused to answer this question in order to express his protest.

"It seems that I don't like to eat it." Silently scratched my chin, "Then change the oil and sprinkle the noodles. This noodles are so delicious. After the noodles are put on, the ingredients are sprinkled. The last process is the key." He raised a big bowl and said, "The master scooped out a bowl of pork oil in the boiling oil pan and poured it on the noodles."

He was very eloquent, and his vivid voice made Chen He immersed in the scene: "I heard a 'sharp' sound, and a cloud of smoke rose, and the aroma of oil was swelling. Then I saw that the noodles were hot with oil, and the skin was burnt yellow. I took a bite and squeaked oil... "

"Stop talking, vomit..." Chen He couldn't help but retching. Chen Si quickly came up to give him a breath. Chen He raised his hand and hit him twice, panting and cursing: "Boy, is there anyone who makes you mess with me like this?"

Silence allowed the old man to vent his anger at will, and he laughed and said, "If you don't do this, you won't be able to breathe, so you will always ignore me."

Chen He wiped the tears he had been holding, and cursed with a smile: "I think you think I died too early." Having said that, the gap in his heart was really loose.

Looking at him silently, he whispered: "I am the only relative of you. You have to live well and live a hundred years old..."

"Oh..." Chen He's tears flowed out, and he quickly reached out to wipe it, his eyes turned red and said, "It's a scholar who is useless. Dad can't do anything, and living will also drag you down."

If it were someone else, 80% would advise him to be open and say something like, 'What should I do without you'.' But if he was silent, he shook his head and smiled and said, "How can there be no useless skills in the world? Those who read books are better than illiterate. The reason why you suffered setbacks for a while is not a matter of your ability, but a failure to choose the right profession."

"You said I chose the wrong choice?" Chen He whispered.

"Yes!" said silently and confidently: "Let me go back and help you choose a career. As long as you listen to me, you will not dare to say that you have made great achievements. At least you can be the best in Shaoxing City."

"What business?" Chen He said curiously.

"I haven't thought about this yet." Chen Si spread his hands and said, "But don't worry, the doctor said you have to rest for a month, and I will help you think about it this month." He rubbed his hands again and said, "The most important thing now is to eat, I'm going to cook." After that, he started to work hard.

Looking at his busy back, Chen He suddenly smiled with relief. Although I can't do it, having a very good son is enough.

The silence skills are not covered, they were developed through years of independent life. He saw him mixing the dough in a short while, then rolling the dough into a large and round dough, cutting it into thin strips with a knife, sprinkle with starch and putting it on the chopping board to dry it.

After preparing the noodles, the remaining process is much simpler. Take an egg from the basket, knock it into a bowl, and beat it thoroughly with chopsticks. Then place the wok on the heat, spread the egg into egg skin, take it out and cut it into thin strips. Before the noodles are out of the pot, sprinkle salt and shredded eggs, and a bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles is done.

Chen He took it over and tasted it, nodded repeatedly, "It's light and refreshing, not bad." After saying that, he sighed and said, "When your mother is here, she put on green onions every time."

"I understand." Chen Si responded vaguely while pursing the noodles.

I just had breakfast when I heard a knock on the door.

I wiped my hands silently, placed the brushed rice bowl neatly, and opened the door and saw that it was the Qingyi servant yesterday.

I saw him holding two brand new beds, and two servants in the same outfit followed behind him, one holding two chairs, mosquito nets, tea bowls and other miscellaneous items; the other was carrying two baskets, the one on the left was filled with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and the one on the right was filled with vegetables, poultry and meat, and eating all kinds of food.

"Young Master, this is the one that was transferred from the Duke Zhong." The Ding Chao smiled silently and said, "The master has given you instructions. In the future, the daily expenses of your family will be included in the Duke Zhong."

Chen Si quickly let the three of them into the house. After expressing their gratitude, he poured water for them to sit down. The three of them refused: "There is still something to do, so you can't stay too much." Then he quickly left the building.

As soon as they left, Chen He complained: "Chaosheng, how can we ask for other people's things? You shouldn't have collected them."

"This is the decision above. What's the use of telling them?" Chen Si shook his head and said, "You should first recover from the illness, and then we both plan to make a living. Move out early to do it." It seems that he is really ready.

"Then this favor?" Chen He couldn't change so quickly.
Chapter completed!