Han Du didn't refuse, he just held the wine bowl and let others fill it up.
"Today, everyone drinks from a big bowl and eats a lot of meat. For this kind of wine, everyone should step on the jar and drink it."
"Okay..." After hearing Han Du's words, everyone cheered immediately.
Han Du walked around to the next table, and before he could make a toast, he saw someone eating cooking cakes.
Pointing at him, he asked, "Where did you get the cooking cakes from?"
The people who were eating the cakes saw that Han Du looked unhappy and thought he had done something wrong. They were immediately speechless and just looked at Han Du without saying anything.
The people around him also looked at each other and were silent for a while.
"Quickly get rid of your bad habit of eating pancakes. You can still be full if you eat meat."
"Roar..." The noise became more intense and louder than before.
The craftsman who was eating the cooking cakes quickly swallowed the cooking cakes in his mouth, picked up the wine bowl, and said, "Sir, I'd like to give you my best wishes. Let's do it."
"Done."
"Done."
People around him raised their wine bowls and drank with Han Du.
After drinking, Han Du shouted, "Everyone, please be quiet first."
The dining hall soon became quiet, and everyone looked at Han Du.
Han Du then said: "Everyone is open to eating today, whether it is wine or meat, as long as it is enough! If you can't eat it, everyone will pack it up and take it away, so that your wife and children at home can taste it, and don't give a grain of cake to me."
Guanliu. Drink!"
"drink!"
"drink!"
"drink......"
The carnival lasted until nightfall and then gradually dispersed.
No matter how good Han Du's drinking capacity was or how low the alcohol content was, he still couldn't help so many people fighting him. Later, it wasn't Han Du who relied on his official power to force down a few drunkards.
Maybe he was already lying on the ground after being poured.
Carrying several kilograms of mutton that Mr. Huang specially packed for himself, Han Du swayed on the way home.
Along the way, I was half asleep, half awake, half drunk and half awake.
Until Han Du walked to the door of his house, he didn't know whether it was because of the drunkenness or his own reasons. Han Du suddenly became energetic and seemed to have a clearer understanding of everything around him. He felt an inexplicable attachment to Han Mansion.
, came to my mind, and the memories of my family members in my previous life suddenly became blurry.
Maybe, this is also the feeling of home.
The tears that could no longer be trapped in Han Du's eyes left along his face.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Han Du was awakened by the sudden sound and saw Uncle Mu looking at him in surprise.
He reached out and wiped two handfuls on his face, exhaled a long breath, and replied: "Nothing. By the way, Uncle Mu, is dad asleep?"
Although Uncle Mu saw Han Du crying, Han Du didn't say anything and he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he didn't care.
Said: "Not yet, the master and his wife are waiting for you to eat."
oh!
Only then did Han Du realize that he went home for dinner every day. But today, he had forgotten all about it after drinking all afternoon at the banknote bureau.
Unexpectedly, he had made his whole family wait for him, and he felt very sorry. He quickly handed the mutton in his hand to Uncle Mu, "Uncle Mu, go and ask the cook to cut the meat into pieces, heat it up and bring it over," and he ran towards home.
go.
"Okay." Uncle Mu took the mutton and went to the kitchen.
When Han Du came to the hall, he saw his father and mother sitting quietly at the table. There was no difference. However, Han Jingyun and Han Shu were different. Both of their heads were shrugged.
They pulled each other, put their chins on the table, and looked at each other weakly.
As soon as Han Du entered the house, he first discovered that Han Du was not his father and mother, but his sister and his younger brother.
As soon as Han Jingyun saw Han Du enter the door, he immediately became energetic. His body lying on the table straightened up instantly. He shyly said to Han Du: "Brother, are you back?"
Han Shu was much more direct. He didn't even say hello to Han Du. He slapped the table and shouted happily, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat."
On the contrary, when Han De saw Han Du, his nose moved slightly and he smelled the smell of alcohol.
His face suddenly became heavy and he asked, "Are you going to drink?"
Han Du nodded apologetically and did not explain why he went to drink. Instead, he said to his father: "I forgot what happened today. Dad, if I don't come back in the future, you can just eat by yourself. You don't have to wait for me."
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Han De was also a person who came out of the officialdom. He thought Han Du was going to socialize with someone. When Han Du didn't say anything, he didn't ask. Instead, he nodded directly and then said: "Okay, then I won't do it next time."
I'm waiting for you. Now that you're back, Jingyun, go and ask the kitchen to start cooking."
Then he asked Han Du, "Do you want to eat some more?"
"Okay." Han Du nodded and agreed.
To be honest, Han Du is really a little hungry. This is not to say that Han Du can eat, but that at the wine table, he spends most of his time drinking and rarely eating food. In addition, he is not rejecting anyone who comes today, and almost
No chance to eat food.
As for wine, it disappears as soon as you sweat profusely and urinate.
Han Du now felt a little empty in his stomach.
"Oh, there is meat to eat." As soon as Han Shu saw the mutton on the table, the child-like person immediately cheered.
Han De raised his eyes, glanced at Han Du, and asked, "Did you bring it back?"
"Yes." Han Du smiled and nodded.
Han De didn't say anything more, but said to Han Shu and Han Jingyun, "Eat it." He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, feeling the fragrance of the mutton.
Han Shu and Jing Yun listened and stretched out their chopsticks towards the mutton at the same time. It was as if they were ignoring all the other dishes on the table and only had mutton in their eyes.
When Mrs. Liu saw it, she rolled her eyes at the two of them and said, "Eat slowly, can you finish eating so much? What are you trying to grab?"
It's a pity that Liu's rolling eyes were not seen by the two of them at all. They were all immersed in eating meat, so who would care about anything else?
Mrs. Liu didn't care. She picked up a piece of mutton and sighed, "This is the first time I've eaten meat since I came out of prison."
When Han Du heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. He had indeed not taken good care of this family.
I have been working for Lao Zhu for almost two months, but in the end I haven't received a penny of salary. I also took more than 400 yuan from home, causing the family's current expenses to be very tight, and there is no money left to buy anything.
Eat meat.
"Mom, put it down, the coal mine will soon be profitable, and then my son will invite you to eat at Weixianlou every day."
Weixianlou is one of the best restaurants in Beijing and is famous for its delicious food.
After hearing this, Mr. Liu frowned and said, "My mother just said it so casually, don't take it to heart. Besides, the food in Wei Xian House is so expensive. Even if you get rich in the future, you can't do this."
Waste."
Han Du quickly admitted his mistake, "Yes, yes, I will listen to you. You are the best at running a house."
"That's it." Ms. Liu held her neck like a swan, looking down at everyone.
At the same time, Ms. Liu was thinking to herself, 'Speaking of which, the food at Wei Xian Lou is delicious. It should be okay to eat it once when you have money.'
On the same night, Han Du's family was having a good time, and Heizi's side was not bad either.
Heizi carried a lantern and returned home through the night.
Although it was difficult to travel at night, Heizi was used to it.
Heizi is a craftsman near the capital. Although his home is not far from the capital, it is not in the same direction as the banknote bureau. The village where he is located is a bit far away from the banknote bureau. Ever since Heizi was taken to work in the banknote bureau, because
Because of the long journey, he would leave early and come back late every day under the stars.
He was very familiar with this road, and he knew all the small pits and bumps there were.
Heizi's parents haven't rested yet, but they haven't left any food like Han Du's family did. Since Heizi started eating at the banknote bureau, he told his family that they don't need to prepare meals for him, so that he can save some money for the family.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back."
"Oh," Heizi's father responded with his head lowered.
Heizi is not very old, but his father has an old look, with deep ravines on his face, crisscrossing them.
Heizi didn't care, he picked up the kettle and poured himself a bowl of water.
Gudong, Gudong, drink it.
The cold water stimulated Heizi's energy, and half of the fatigue from the journey seemed to have been wiped away.
He took out a paper package from his arms and placed it on the table.
Heizi dad, Lao Hei took a look and asked: "What is this?"
Heizi smiled and said nothing.
Lao Hei suddenly smelled a fragrance, sniffed, and his face changed.
With trembling hands, I opened the paper package and saw about half a catty of meat pieces piled on top of a few white flour pancakes.
Heizi's father looked normal and suddenly asked Heizi in a low voice, "Where did you get this?"
Heizi understood what his father meant, so he explained: "Don't worry, dad. I brought this back from the banknote bureau and was rewarded by Master Han."
"Since it was brought back from the banknote bureau, there should be no problem." Lao Hei suddenly felt relieved after mentioning it.
This is not the first time Heizi has heard of Master Han. His son does not have to carry dry food to work like him every day, and he must thank this Master Han.
"Are these the leftovers from Mr. Han's meal?" Lao Hei asked casually. In his opinion, it must be that Mr. Han took a fancy to Heizi, so he rewarded him with these things.
White flour pancakes are precious things, not to mention meat. After ancient officials ate meat, they rewarded the leftovers to the people below. This was not an insult, but a sign of respect for the person.
Otherwise, why would there be a saying that "adults eat meat and servants drink soup"?
Heizi was able to get the attention of Mr. Han, and his father seemed very happy.
After hearing what his father said, Heizi became even more proud, "Master Han's leftovers, these are the leftovers we ate today."
Lao Hei simply couldn't believe his ears. Master Han actually gave meat to the black men?
How is this possible? In the past, Mr. Han provided meals to the craftsmen, which was enough to make Lao Hei burst into tears of gratitude.