Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Father Lou smiled slightly, with a refined demeanor.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hands to hold Lin Aijun's hand, and expressed his gratitude.

"Young man, thank you! This is the second time to help me."

Lin Aijun smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, it's just a coincidence."

Ever since Lou's father appeared, Lin Aijun had completely believed that the bag belonged to him.

After all, these days, there are really not many people who can come up with such a pack of banknotes in Forty-Nine City.

The reason why he asked Tan Guangming to describe the appearance of the bracelet in detail just now is because he really doesn't look like a person who can own such a large bag of money.

"Ah, brother-in-law, so you guys know each other?! This young man just asked me to describe the bracelet inside in detail before returning the bag to me, but I don't know what the bracelet looks like, I haven't opened it yet." Tan Guangming said, scratching his hair.

Father Lou smiled and nodded approvingly.

"The young man is very careful! This bracelet of mine is made of Hetian jade. The style is a rare three-section gold inlaid jade on the market. It is packed in an old red sandalwood jewelry box with flower and bird patterns. If you look closely, there is a petal There is a word Lou engraved on the carving."

When Lin Aijun heard this, he was [-]% sure that this bag belonged to Father Lou.

So he smiled and handed the bag to Lou's father: "Here, it will be returned to the original owner."

Then he picked up the big unity that Tan Guangming had left on the table, and handed it back to him.

"This is really unnecessary, you are too polite."

Tan Guangming was very grateful in his heart, and he declined: "It's okay, young man, just accept it, this is my heart."

Lin Aijun smiled lightly and said nothing, but pushed the money back to Tan Guangming.

"Guangming, forget it. He won't take your little money. If he cares about this little money, he won't be able to get this bag back." Father Lou stopped Tan Guangming.

Tan Guangming looked at his brother-in-law and shrugged.

Well, since the brother-in-law also said no, he no longer insisted.

So, he stuffed the big union back into his trouser pocket.

"Young man, your name is Lin Aijun, right? If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me! If I can help, I will definitely help." Father Lou said to Lin Aijun with a smile.

Lin Aijun did not refuse, and said with a smile: "Okay!"

But he said in his heart, in the most difficult ten years, you yourself have passed the river like a bodhisattva.

After Father Lou finished speaking, he took his bag and left with Tan Guangming.

Dan Xiaojiao looked curiously at the back of Lou's father leaving, and asked, "Junzi, how do you know such a person? You look different from ordinary people in terms of clothes and temperament."

"By chance, I helped catch a thief once, so we met." Lin Aijun smiled and hugged Dan Xiaojiao's shoulders: "Let's go, I've had a full stomach of water, go to my house for dinner, and I'll take you back after eating." .”

Dan Xiaojiao nodded with a smile: "Well, don't tell me, Shazhu's cooking is really delicious!"

So Lin Aijun took Dan Xiaojiao's hand and walked slowly towards the courtyard.

~
Xu family.

Aunt Xu is cooking dinner in a hurry.

When she put all the food on the table, she found that Xu Fugui was still lying on the bed.

"Fugui, you got up to eat, why are you lazy all day?!"

Xu Fugui only felt chest tightness and depression due to being designed by Qin Huairu last night, so he couldn't help sighing.

"I'm not too hungry to eat!"

"I saw that you didn't eat much rice noodles yesterday. Why can't you eat? Is there something wrong?" Aunt Xu asked with concern, walked to the bed, and stretched out her hand to touch Xu Fugui's forehead.

Xu Fugui shook his head and sat up: "I'm fine, I just have a bad appetite."

"Then you get up and eat as much as you want, you can't do without." After Xu Aunt finished nagging Xu Fugui, she started calling Xu Damao again: "Da Mao, it's time for dinner."

After a while, both father and son sat at the dinner table.

"Da Mao, have you ever touched the food stamps in Mom's food stamp box?" Aunt Xu picked up the bowl, picked up a chopstick of potatoes and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Mom, what am I doing with your food stamps!" Xu Damao shook his head and lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Xu Fugui's heart sank when he heard this, Aunt Xu didn't pay close attention to what she usually did, and she discovered this too quickly.

I thought, I'm about to question myself.

as predicted.

Aunt Xu asked Xu Fugui after her son said he didn't take it, "Old man, have you taken it? When I was shopping for vegetables in the afternoon, I found that the food stamp on the top had the wrong face value. It wasn't the original one, so I counted it." I counted and found that 5 catties of food stamps were missing.”

At this moment, Xu Fugui couldn't help but give a thumbs up to himself for taking precautions.

After he came back from the vegetable cellar last night, he thought hard and racked his brains, trying to figure out a way to fool this matter away.

The most important thing is the matter of the 5 catties of food stamps, which must be concealed.

In fact, Aunt Xu didn't control the 5 yuan so strictly.

After sacrificing countless brain cells and losing many hairs, he finally thought of a perfect excuse.

"I didn't take it! You drank too much last night, and it was all broken. Do you remember how you came back yesterday?" Xu Fugui glanced at Aunt Xu, a little guilty, and didn't dare to look directly.

"I don't remember, I just remember that Sha Zhu desperately let me drink, and you were still booing!" Aunt Xu remembered and rolled her eyes at Xu Fugui.

"Last night, you fell unconscious on the table afterwards. After I brought you back, you woke up in the middle of the night and went crazy." Xu Fugui said cautiously.

"I'm drunk? What did I do?" Aunt Xu tilted her head and tried her best to recall the scene of yesterday and last night, but she still couldn't remember anything.

Xu Fugui took a deep breath, and said the excuse he made up all night.

"You clamored for biscuits, but you opened the food stamp box, grabbed it and put it in your mouth. I can't stop you."

Aunt Xu doubted her ears.

"Fugui, are you saying that I went berserk last night and ate food stamps as biscuits?"

"Yeah! Thanks to my sharp eyes and quick hands, I snatched the rest, or the three of us in the rest of this month will have to drink northwest wind." Xu Fugui vowed.

Xu Damao was next to him, and while listening, he let out a pig cry, spraying the food from his mouth all over the table.

Aunt Xu slapped Xu Damao on the arm, and scolded with a smile: "Is it so funny?!"

Xu Damao nodded vigorously very honestly: "Mom, it's really funny!"

Then he simply put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and burst out laughing.

"I don't believe it, it's impossible for me to do such a ridiculous thing!" Aunt Xu said she didn't believe it, but she already half believed it in her heart.

"Don't believe me, if you don't believe me, ask Damao!"

Xu Fugui knew that his son slept like a dead pig last night, so there was nothing wrong with that.

"Da Mao, is what your father said true?" Aunt Xu asked unwillingly.

"Mom, I can't remember, but I think it's possible! Otherwise, Dad has nothing to make up such a story, is he full?" Xu Damao said with a smile.

When Aunt Xu heard this, she gave the father and son an angry look.

"Have a meal!"

Xu Fugui breathed a sigh of relief.

This month is counted as a pass, so next month, what should I do...