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Chapter 37 Is Cao Yue in the room?

"Grandpa, we have talked about it a lot before. It is nothing more than to first identify the young and middle-aged cadres to be trained, and use your experience to carry out the work of 'propagating', 'helping' and 'leading' through guidance, supervision and consultation. Remember

Remember, what you have is the right to supervise and advise, don't overstep your authority... That's it." Sun Dahai used his experience in his previous life to define responsibilities for Mr. Huang's work.

"Also," Sun Dahai added: "You must not forget to keep a written record of the experiences and lessons learned at work, especially the changes in attitudes of other veteran cadres towards this work, and report them to you at any time.

The old political commissar reported."

Mr. Huang thought for a while and asked Sun Dahai: "What do you mean?"

Sun Dahai nodded and said: "I'm afraid your old political commissar's intention in launching the pilot project is, firstly, to see whether the old leaders who serve as consultants can be of greater help to the work; secondly, to see whether they accept the false position of consultants.

Still resisting.”

Mr. Huang patted Sun Dahai on the shoulder: "Dahai, you analyzed this all by yourself? When you grow up, do you really not plan to enter politics?"

"Most of what I just said was what I heard from my family when they were chatting. As for saying that I am in politics, forget it. As the saying goes, 'Being an official does not mean freedom, and freedom does not mean being an official.'"

Huang Lao smiled and shook his head.

He pulled Sun Yuanyuan and asked: "Yuanyuan, which house do you want to live in? Tell grandpa what decorations and furniture you want, so that I can tell the people in the engineering team. The same is true for the sea. You two should think about it carefully.

Will tell me."

"Grandpa, look, should we build a pavilion in the pond in the backyard and connect it with a stone bridge?"

"Grandpa, I want to install a swing in the backyard."

"It's not okay that the bathroom is still squatting. Grandpa, as you get older, you must change to a flush toilet. It's best to build another bathroom in your bedroom, so that it will be more convenient for you."



One old and one young, yes, and Sun Yuanyuan, whose ideas are more like troublemaking, discussed how to renovate the yard.



Unknowingly, time flew by quickly. It was almost noon in a blink of an eye.

"Oh, it's almost noon, I'm hungry." Sun Yuanyuan lived a very regular life.

Sun Dahai quickly said to Mr. Huang: "Grandpa, we have almost finished our discussion here. My family is looking at a house in the old house, let's go over now. If they leave soon, we won't be able to get in."

They locked the door, got on the long-awaited red flag car, and headed to No. 18 Xihuangchenggen.

As soon as the car drove out of the alley, Sun Dahai saw that Mr. Huang's home was right next to Prince Gong's Mansion. He slapped his forehead and realized that this place would be a famous courtyard protection zone in the future.

One kilometer is the driving distance between Huang Lao's home and No. 18 Xihuangchenggen. This is because the car has to turn around at the intersection.

In the car, Sun Dahai had made an appointment with Huang Lao. When both families moved in, he would teach Huang Lao boxing every day.

Five minutes later, the car stopped outside the courtyard of No. 18 Xihuangchenggen.

Sun Dahai took Huang Lao and Sun Yuanyuan's hands and walked into his yard.

The whole family is here.

It was a little different from what they saw during the negotiation. The furniture and debris in the yard had been cleared away. Cao Yong and Sun Weihong were measuring the dimensions of the house with long measuring tapes. Sun Weiguo was instructing them while writing on the drawing.

record.

Chef Cao, Zheng Ziyun and Jiang Xiuping pointed at several rooms, probably trying to guess where the old house was.

Cao Yue went to bed.

Um.

Um?

Cao Yue went to bed??!!

When Sun Dahai entered the yard, he didn't see her at first. He suddenly looked up and realized that Cao Yue had entered the room from nowhere. She was standing on the roof, with her hands on her hips, her eyes seemed to be open or closed, and she didn't know what she was feeling.

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Seeing Mr. Huang coming, everyone put down what they were doing and gathered around. Only then did Chef Cao notice that Cao Yue had gone up to the room. Because Mr. Huang was there, Chef Cao didn't yell at Cao.

Yue, roared in a low voice.

Cao Yue opened her eyes, saw Mr. Huang, and saw Chef Cao and his wife glaring at her. She blushed, stuck out her tongue, found an angle between the two rooms, and slowly slipped down.

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Everyone greeted Mr. Huang one after another, and Sun Dahai helped Mr. Huang introduce Sun Weihong and Cao Yong, whom he had never met before. Mr. Huang greeted everyone in a friendly manner.

It was Cao Yue's turn. Huang Lao laughed and joked: "Xiaoyue, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you go to the room?"

Cao Yue blushed and explained to Mr. Huang in a low voice: "Old Huang, I read a magazine a few days ago and there was an interview with a poet. In the interview, the poet said that his talent for writing poetry came from his sensitivity. He gave examples.

He said that more than ten years after he left home, he can still feel the place where he was born on the site of his demolished home. Today, I returned to my home and wanted to try it to see if I have the ability to write poetry.

talent."

"Ha ha."

After everyone looked at each other, they all laughed. Except for brother and sister Sun Dahai and Mr. Huang.

"Aunt Xiaoyue, you are so amazing. Have you found it?" Sun Yuanyuan was always so innocent.

Cao Yue said proudly: "Of course I found it, who am I! However, I felt that there were three places that were very similar. Before I could finalize it, my dad yelled at me. Give me a few more minutes to find out.

That's it for confirmation." She glanced at Chef Cao secretly, but she was too angry to say anything.

"Hey, Xiaoyue, didn't anyone tell you that we were all born in the hospital?" Sun Weihong was speechless at Cao Yue's behavior.

"Ah?" Cao Yue, who felt her talent was sharp, was immediately dumbfounded.

"I didn't expect that our two homes are so close. If we walk, we can get there in ten minutes." Mr. Huang was considerate and gently changed the topic.

Everyone let Cao Yue go and started chatting enthusiastically about renovating the house.

After talking for a while, Mr. Huang saw the sad-faced Sun Yuanyuan. She stood next to the adult very sensibly and did not speak.

Mr. Huang said: "It's noon now, and everyone is hungry. Let's do it this way. I've eaten at your house so many times. Today I'll be the host and treat everyone in return. We have never had a meal together. Xiao Cao

, you are an expert, can you recommend a unique restaurant nearby."

Chef Cao still behaved like a soldier towards Mr. Huang, being straightforward. "Mr. Huang, the one who is close to here and has special features is Liuquanju."

"There, I've had it once before. Come on, let's set off."

Liuquanju is very close to here, only a few hundred meters away. Mr. Huang simply decided to walk there instead of taking a car.

Everyone set off. Sun Dahai and Sun Weiguo murmured a few words and asked for money and food stamps. They forced them to the driver regardless of refusal.

Huang Lao, who was observing secretly, couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Soon everyone arrived at Liuquanju. There were not many people eating, and there were still empty bags. So, a group of people went up to the box on the second floor.

Liuquanju is one of the "eight major restaurants" in the capital. It specializes in Shandong cuisine and traditional capital cuisine. It is mainly mid-range and has a wide selection of ingredients. It is good at knife skills and pays attention to shapes. The cooking techniques include stir-frying, stir-frying, boiling, roasting and stewing.

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Chef Cao himself is a professional, and he has inherited his father Cao Tianbao's preferences. He is very knowledgeable when ordering dishes: lotus agarwood, abalone with cloud slices, fish bones with fruit, hot kidneys, nine-turn large intestine, and three whites.

Dry-roasted yellow croaker and Wanfu pork are served with a few vegetarian dishes, as well as the most popular among ladies, lotus seeds and fresh milk. The staple food is the bean paste buns that everyone must order here. A table of sumptuous specialties will make you happy.

It's a pity that the season is wrong now, so Chef Cao didn't order the signature dishes of Golden Sea Crab and Lotus Pond Autumn Crab. Of course, Liuquanju's most famous capital rice wine. You must try it. There is a poem to prove it:

Liu Ling is not as thirsty as Xiangru,

Drink heavily just to fill the pot with wine.

Go and get drunk,

There is Liuquanju on the west road of the city.


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