Yu Jian was overjoyed by Wu Guoliang's return, but she still couldn't help but worry about his health.
"Don't go back to the hut in the suburbs, you live here." Yu Jianguo said.
Wu Guoliang took a mouthful of noodles, picked up another mouthful of side dishes, swallowed it, kicked the rhubarb that was crawling around his feet, and shook his head.
"No, no, my little courtyard is in need of people," he said.
Yu Jianping sneered, rather disdainfully: "What do you have in your yard? Those who don't know would think you are hiding in a golden house... I said you are so old, and you had an organ removed just after a disagreement, which is pretty cool.
Ah..." Although he was complaining, his distress and concern are self-evident.
Wu Guoliang chuckled and didn't answer.
Every time this topic was discussed, he had to be educated, and it was bombarded by the Yu family in turn. From Grandma Yu to Yu Yuan, they all looked at him with dissatisfaction with the Yu family's unique big round eyes.
He looked... a little timid.
"Well, didn't Uncle Jianping say he would move to a nearby place? Uncle Wu, please stay with us first, and then you can move there after Uncle Jianping has found a house. He is always in the restaurant, so don't you agree with us?
To one person? Besides, when we are together, we can take care of each other, right?" Yu Jian opened her mouth and proposed a solution that both parties could solve. Seeing that Wu Guoliang was still hesitant, she pointed at Dahuang with a smile, "
Dahuang is so attached to living here that he doesn’t want to leave, right, Dahuang?”
When the big yellow dog heard his name being called, he looked up at everyone in confusion and whispered "whimpering" as an answer.
Yu Yuan raised her feet and said, "Dahuang and I also have feelings!"
After half a push and half a moment, the matter was settled.
Near the end of the year, there happened to be a family member in the alley who wanted to move back to his hometown. Yu Jianping saw the opportunity and quickly signed the contract, and then took the family to rearrange it. Looking at the bright and clean new home, he sighed: "Everywhere you look, there are high-rise buildings.
I really miss the days in Rao Village."
Yu Jianguo glanced at him: "Pull him down, just do it."
On the first day of moving into a new house, we received an unexpected guest.
"Excuse me...does Wu Guoliang live here?" Someone asked as the door was lightly knocked.
In the yard, Yu Jianzheng and Wu Guoliang were talking about their thoughts on the competition. Suddenly they heard a knock on the door, and they were both a little surprised.
The big yellow dog walked quickly and rushed over first, barking "woof, woof" at the door.
Then I heard someone outside whispering: "Did you find the wrong one?"
Yu Jian felt that the voice was familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she was happy. It was Zhang Hua and hurriedly ran to open the door.
Zhang Hua walked around the alley for a long time carrying large and small bags of gifts. It was no wonder that he was a native of the capital and was still confused by the twists and turns of the alley.
"Master Zhang, it's really you!" Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the door opened a crack, a furry head poked out, and a crisp voice called him.
Zhang Hua cried with joy and nodded repeatedly: "It's me, it's me!"
If he keeps looking for it, he will really go crazy...
…
In the small courtyard, Wu Guoliang and Zhang Hua stood face to face. Yu Jian glanced at them secretly, then tiptoed to the back room, taking away the rhubarb that refused to move.
Dahuang stared at her dissatisfied, with complaints in his eyes: Fish-lipped human, why did you drag me away? I want to protect my master!
Yu Jian rubbed its head, "shushed", and whispered in its ear: "Master Zhang is Uncle Wu's friend, we won't disturb them. Just be obedient and I'll prepare delicious food for you."
Dahuang's ears twitched, and he immediately leaned down and lay quietly at the door. He closed his eyes in a false sleep, and listened sensitively to the movements outside with his right earphone on his side.
Yu Jian felt more and more that this yellow dog was really going to become a spirit, and there was no barrier to communication. She stepped on her feet and saw the two people outside breaking the silence and starting to talk, and then she walked towards the kitchen with a smile.
"Brother Liang." Zhang Hua shouted incomprehensively, his eyes burning. As soon as his emotions came up, this middle-aged man began to cry.
Wu Guoliang sighed, stepped forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and gave him a firm hug: "Okay, why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hua howled even louder, choking and saying: "You have not heard from me for so many years. I really thought you..."
"They all said stop crying!" Wu Guoliang patted his back helplessly, just like he did when he was a child, comforting a frustrated teenager.
After crying for a while, Zhang Hua finally calmed down and looked at Wu Guoliang carefully. His hair was almost white, his face was not good, and there was a hint of illness in the paleness. Zhang Hua became anxious again: "You are sick."
?”
"It's nothing serious. I'll just rest for a while." He didn't want to mention his kidney donation.
While chatting, the two of them sat in the small courtyard and relived the first half of their lives. Zhang Hua couldn't help but sigh: "If that hadn't happened to you, where would it be for people like us."
Wu Guoliang thought broadly: "Old man, the world in the future belongs to young people..."
A strange aroma drifted out from the crack in the door of the inner room and entered his nose.
He stood up suddenly and pulled up Zhang Hua, who was still stunned: "Let's go, I'll treat you to wine and meat!"
Since returning from the competition, Yu Jian has devoted himself to studying the major Chinese cuisines, the sweet ones from the south of the Yangtze River, the fresh ones from Guangdong, the spicy ones from Sichuan and Hunan, and the salty ones from northern Anhui. The different tastes make the Chinese cuisines inclusive and varied.
Baihua wine braised pork is a traditional Jiangnan dish. Baihua wine was born thousands of years ago. It is brewed with glutinous rice, fine wheat koji and nearly a hundred kinds of wild flowers. It is sour, sweet, sweet, spicy and mellow. She bought this
Jiangnan specialty, several bottles of it were fucked by some alcoholic men at home as soon as she came back. She didn't dare to take out the rest. Yu Jianguo coaxed her for a long time, but he wouldn't let go.
Wash and scrape the pork ribs. After absorbing the water, insert the meat with a fork, with the skin facing down, and roast it in an open fire until the skin is charred black. Then soak it in warm water until soft, scrape off the charred color and wash it.
Cut the meat into evenly sized cubes and cut the skin with a reed-shaped knife.
In the large casserole, Yu Jian had already placed a bamboo grate, added onions and ginger, then put the meat pieces into the pot with the skin facing up, poured Baihua wine, white sugar and refined salt on top, and brought it to a boil over high heat.
Wait until the alcohol evaporates, pour in water and soy sauce, and simmer over low heat.
At some point Dahuang moved his position to the door of the kitchen and sat upright quietly, his dark eyes glaring at the girl who was seriously cooking.
When Yu Jian turned around, she was startled by it, and then took out the piece of meat specially reserved for it from the pot: "I'll give it to you after it cools down -"
"What delicious food should I feed it?" Wu Guoliang asked in a loud voice, "If you continue to eat it, it will be so fat that it can't walk!"
Dahuang turned his head and glared at each other, revealing a trace of white fangs under his slightly raised lips: You are fat! You just can't stand what A Jian feeds me! Look at your jealous face! You should be alone here
countryside!
A series of accusations spread out from its eyes and expressions. Wu Guoliang laughed, crossed his chest and looked down coldly, and said arrogantly: "What, you are not convinced? Come and bite me if you are not convinced!"
Yu Jian opened the door and looked at the constant tug-of-war between one person and one dog, then she pursed her lips and smiled.
"Uncle Wu, Master Zhang, it's time to wash your hands and eat!"