"Chicken feathers? The big dogs at home have been suffocated recently and have been sent to Xiangshan to have fun!"
Mr. Yu curled his lips:
"Okay, although your reason is a bit far-fetched, I am magnanimous and can tolerate it."
Du Weiguo smiled and scolded: "Let's do it!"
Du Weiguo and Mr. Yu were laughing and joking, and they returned home arm in arm. While he was packing the meat and vegetables he had bought, he was chatting with Mr. Yu.
This guy was strongly stimulated by Jiang Yuehui's incident some time ago. He learned from the experience and worked hard to cure it.
I decided not to be a salty fish anymore, and took the initiative to operate. I was transferred to the warehousing department of the Municipal Materials Bureau, and then I volunteered to go on a business trip to Guangxi Province.
He was responsible for escorting a batch of important strategic materials. After returning, Mr. Yu's position as deputy section chief of the Warehousing Section of the Materials Bureau was changed to a regular position.
A qualitative leap has been achieved!
And the initiator of all this was because Jiang Yuehui from Sanliang Store had framed him for being a hooligan.
At that time, Du Weiguo didn't shy away from it and gave him a hard hand in person.
When the matter came to light, Du Weiguo, that bitch, even left a message to Mr. Yu:
"If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm!"
Later, Mr. Yu also became ruthless, not only using his connections to kill Jiang Yuehui, but also ruthlessly punishing Jiang Yuehui's whole family.
After that, he decided not to be satisfied with the status quo anymore and live his life in a muddle-headed manner. This could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.
No, he just came back from a business trip yesterday. Hearing that Du Weiguo was on vacation recently, he specially bought two bottles of good wine from Comrade Lao Yu today and came to say thank you.
Even if you are the best friend, although you don't need to say words of gratitude, you still need to show it by walking around. This is the so-called worldliness.
Du Weiguo and Miss Hu had a very rough time on Jiming Mountain during the day, and they also suffered a mental shock.
He was a little tired and didn't want to cook at all, but he had promised Little Aries this morning that he would definitely come back in the evening and would make delicious food for her.
What you say must come true even on your knees.
So even if Du Weiguo was unwilling, he had no choice but to organize the meals.
Moreover, he is going to cook a big dish today, cherry meat. This dish is definitely a challenge to Du Weiguo's cooking skills.
This thing not only needs to be oiled, but also painted, which is quite troublesome. Du Weiguo was very worried.
Yu Huaihai leaned against the door of the kitchen, looking at Du Weiguo who was busy cooking, and teased in a joking tone:
"Hehe, the dignified Chief Du of the Special Service Department, the majestic King Du Yan, stomps his feet, the existence that shakes the earth in the forty-nine cities~
Who knew that you still have to cook when you go home? This family's status, ugh, ugh, it's really miserable!"
Du Weiguo was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out, and the kitchen knife in his hand chopped hard on the cutting board, making a loud noise.
I almost cut the sturdy solid wood vegetable mound into two pieces.
Mr. Yu was startled and couldn't help shrinking his neck, his voice was hoarse:
"What are you doing? It's so scary, why do you want to chop me up?"
Du Weiguo's face was ashen and his voice was muffled:
"Yu Huaihai, where are you, the second uncle who is holding his arms and pretending to be chicken feathers?
Come over quickly to help, first soak the fungus, then slice the potatoes, and then wash the rice!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huaihai's neck twitched, his eyes bulged, and he was about to retort.
He glanced at the kitchen knife with a cold light shining in Du Weiguo's hand. Although he knew that Du Weiguo couldn't cut him, he felt a little scared after all.
Yu Huaihai curled his lips silently, murmured a few words silently, picked up the potatoes honestly, squatted on the ground and started peeling them.
When he got off work in the evening, Comrade Yang Caiyu followed the scent, jumped up and down, and came home briskly.
She was so surprised that she filled the small dining table at home with six dishes and one soup.
Canned beef stewed with potatoes, minced meat sauce stewed with tofu, fried fungus with meat, tomatoes with fried eggs, cherry meat, meat with fried peppers, cabbage and meat slices soup.
Good guy, Du Weiguo also put in a lot of effort today. He performed beyond his level and worked hard to prepare such a large table of food.
Xiao Aries and Yu Huaihai also knew each other, so there was nothing obvious about them.
Yang Caiyu put down her bag and rushed to the dining table. Looking at the table full of delicious, delicious and delicious food, her mouth watered.
Taking Du Weiguo's arm, he smiled like a flower and said in a brisk tone:
"Wei Guo, what kind of day is this today? What's going on? Are you giving out bonuses again or are we all going to have a hard time in the future?"
Du Weiguo scratched her pretty little nose lovingly, and his tone was extremely gentle:
"Didn't I promise in the morning that I would make delicious food for you in the evening? I, Mr. Du, always keep my word.
Of course I do what I say! Hehe, Caiyu, I even made your favorite cherry meat! Wash your hands and eat quickly."
"Hehehe, Wei Guo, you are so kind, thank you~"
Yang Caiyu took Du Weiguo's hand and shook it gently, and the young couple looked at each other with tenderness and sweetness in their eyes.
His eyes were a little stringy, and Yu Huaihai instantly felt that his teeth were sore, it was so redundant.
"Ahem, I say, you two should be human beings! Stop showing off your affection and leave me a way to survive!"
Mr. Yu coughed twice and joked. Yang Caiyu immediately woke up as if from a dream, a red cloud flew up on his face, let go of Du Weiguo, turned around and ran to the bathroom.
During dinner, Du Weiguo also called Lao Lei, Wang Xiao, and Wang Yang who had returned from get off work. They were also the ones who helped Young Master Yu get out of the siege last time.
Naturally, the meal was a feast for both the guest and the host. It was not until the lanterns were lit that Mr. Yu left with a staggering satisfaction.
After the guests dispersed, Du Weiguo and Yang Caiyu cleared away the messy cups and plates together, while Little Aries boiled water and made tea in the kitchen.
After Du Weiguo washed his head and face, he turned on the radio, lit a cigarette, and sat leisurely in the living room, ready to relax for a while.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
The knocking on the door was very soft and continuous, with no fixed rhythm. Du Weiguo's brows immediately wrinkled when he heard the knocking on the door.
It is said that no one has knocked on the door like this for a long time since all the troublesome guys in the courtyard were cleared out.
"Who?"
Du Weiguo raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was almost 9 o'clock, and he suddenly became a little impatient.
"Director Du, I am Yan Fugui! You haven't had a rest yet, have you?"
A voice came from outside the door, Yan Fugui? The third uncle had forgotten about him. He is the only remaining one among the aborigines in the courtyard.
Upon hearing this news, Du Weiguo suddenly felt helpless, lazily stood up and opened the door.
The third uncle had a flattering expression on his face and habitually pushed up the lame glasses frame.
The third uncle glanced at Du Weiguo's face, then said in a flattering tone, cautiously:
"Director Du, I'm sorry to disturb your rest at such a late hour!"
In other words, Du Weiguo was always kind and polite to the third uncle, but he never maintained his own identity, was arrogant and stubborn.
Therefore, there is no need for the third uncle to be so groveling. Even if he is afraid of Du Weiguo's identity, it doesn't stop there.
With such a humble attitude, it didn't take long for him to think that he must be asking for something, not to mention that there was a familiar figure behind him, that was Liu Guangtian, the second eldest son of Liu Haizhong's family.
Moreover, Liu Guangtian still had a sad expression on his face at this moment, with a look of panic on his face.
Du Weiguo was somewhat curious and asked in a calm tone:
"Third uncle, it's already this time, what's the matter with you?"
Yan Fugui pushed up his glasses frame, subconsciously licked his lips, and said cautiously in a timid tone:
"Yes, there is something wrong."
After Du Weiguo heard this, he smiled lightly, let out the door, and said politely:
"Third uncle, if you have anything to do, just come in and sit down and talk!"
Upon hearing this, the third uncle waved his hands repeatedly, as fast as the fancy hands of a spirited young man in later generations, and said hurriedly:
"No, no, Director Du, we can just say it at the door. It's neither cold nor hot today. The air is fresh after the rain, so it's nice outside."
It can be seen from this that although Yan Fugui is usually greedy for petty gains, he is a person who knows the depth and the rules.
Even though Du Weiguo himself has never had a good tone, his identity has reached that level after all.
At least in the eyes of the third uncle, he is considered to be of high authority and unattainable.
At this time, if there are women at home, and they are not particularly familiar with each other, in fact, they really shouldn’t come in.
If someone is just being polite, but you are not polite at all, that is called going too far. If you meet a narrow-minded person and give you small shoes to wear, it will definitely be extremely uncomfortable.
Du Weiguo raised the corner of his mouth, walked out of the house, closed the door behind him, and naturally handed the third uncle a cigarette, and nodded lightly towards Liu Guangtian.
"Is the bald head here too? Long time no see."
"Du, Director Du, hello, hello, long time no see, my dad~~"