Chapter 52 sixteen

The eighteenth day of the ninth lunar month is Mr. Fu's 70th birthday. Master called us together to discuss how to celebrate Mr. Fu's birthday.After a month, the business in Anle Township has been booming, and there is quite a surplus. The master prepares to close the door on the 18th day to celebrate Mr. Fu's birthday.But the master said that Mr. Fu must not be allowed to know beforehand, because he knows that Mr. Fu never celebrates birthdays. If he knows, he must not allow it.The master said, you don’t need to put on a show. On the 18th day, I cooked a few dishes in Anle Township, just take them over.The master persuaded Lu Siwu Lu Fatty from Cornucopia, invited him to come over, cooked himself, and made several Cornucopia's signature dishes: a snowflake chicken, a steamed duck with lotus leaf powder, and a big black ginseng embedded in meat.Lu Siwu also made a special occasional dish called Eight Immortals Shangshou. He collected ten dishes in total, and finally even steamed two baskets of birthday peaches.Xiaoyu put on the apron, rushing to be Lu Siwu's second cook. He recently learned a few dishes from culinary school and has been looking for opportunities to show off his skills.He begged Lu Siwu to let him cook a dish of squirrel and yellow croaker.We all gathered around to watch, Xiaoyu had gone to class for a few days, and unexpectedly she had the style of a senior secretary. Sometimes she asked the mouse to cook the pot for him, and now she asked Wu Min to cut ginger for him, and then asked me to hand it over. Oil and salt, the three of us were sent around. The mouse was about to protest, but Xiaoyu stopped him and said:

This is the rule in the kitchen. I'm in charge of the kitchen now. You guys are doing odd jobs. Who do you use? Xiaoyu tossed with sugar and vinegar, and finally fried a yellow croaker. He waved a spatula and shouted: Look, does my yellow croaker look like a squirrel?Still stand up! We tidied up the dishes and put them in the carrying boxes.The master went out and bought a few handfuls of silver thread noodles for birthday noodles, and brought half a dozen Huadiao wine. The six of them took two taxis and went to Mr. Fu's house to pay homage to his birthday.Mr. Fu had been to Lingguang Nursery in Zhonghe Township for half a day, and he probably just came back. He was sitting in the living room alone, resting his eyes with his eyes closed, his pale head hanging low.On the confession table next to the wall in the living room, fresh white chrysanthemums were replaced, and a black pottery incense burner was added. Sandalwood was burned in the incense burner, and the lingering cigarette smoke was curling up to the two pictures of Mr. Fu on the wall. And the photos of Fu Wei and his father and son in military uniforms went up.A group of us rushed into the living room and woke up Mr. Fu. When he saw us, he was stunned. The master hurried forward to apologize to Mr. Fu, and explained our reason for coming.

The old man, it’s all about the children. The master turned around and pushed and pulled the few of us up. They knew that today is a good day for the old man, and they all clamored to come to pay respects to the old man on his birthday. That’s what I thought It can't be stopped. Mr. Fu was a little displeased at first, and blamed the master. Later, he saw us carrying boxes and wine in our hands. There was a smile on the face with overlapping freckles, and he sighed: Yang Jinhai, you have too many things to do.You know I've never been into this kind of thing, but it's hard for these children.

We are in the honor of the old man, Xiaoyu said with a smile, if it weren't for the good life of the old man, why would the master give us a holiday today? Well, Mr. Fu said with a smile, you have worked hard these days, let's have a meal and a glass of wine together tonight, and relax. After the master gave an order, several of us hurriedly started to arrange.I went to the kitchen, carried out a large round table that was leaning against the wall vertically, set up the table, and placed seven sets of bowls and chopsticks.Xiaoyu was boiling water and noodles in the kitchen, and Wu Min warmed up the wine. Everyone was busy for a while, and they sat down at the table around eight o'clock.Mr. Fu sat down first, the master sat opposite, Wu Min and Xiaoyu sat on the left and right hands of Mr. Fu, A Xiongzai and I sat on both sides of the master, the mouse was sandwiched between me and Wu Min, and the bruise on his face disappeared. But the bruise has not completely dissipated, there are black patches here and there, as if a plaster has been applied to the face.Xiaoyu got up to get the pot, first poured the wine for Mr. Fu, and then came to fill the wine glasses in front of us one by one.The master took the lead, we all stood up, and made a toast to Mr. Fu.

The old man and the master held the wine glass in both hands, and was about to speak, but the old man stopped him. Yang Jinhai, stop rambling, sit down and eat. Old man, the master still insisted: We don't dare to chatter, only one sentence!Our Anle Township survived today, thanks to the old man's blessing.Let me borrow this cup of birthday wine from the old man tonight, to wish the old man a long and boundless life, and to celebrate the prosperity of our Anle Township. The master looked up and drank the wine first, and we followed suit, and everyone had a toast.Mr. Fu drank a glass of Shaoxing wine slowly. I have never seen Mr. Fu drink before, so he said with a smile:

The old man is good at drinking! Mr. Fu also smiled and said: I also drank a few cups in the past. On the mainland, I like to drink Fenjiu the most.Later, when I got sick, I quit.I saw you guys today with such high interest, I also came to share your interest. Xiaoyu hurriedly offered dishes to Mr. Fu. There were ten kinds of dishes on the table, red, red, green, and green. Xiaoyu's plate of yellow croaker shrank its head, arched its back and dragged its tail, which really looked like a squirrel crawling.Xiaoyu took a piece of fish, offered it to the old man, and said: Father, I made this with my own hands, please give me a taste.

Can't see you still have a hand?Mr. Fu smiled, took a bite of the yellow croaker, nodded in praise, and said to the master: I often ask Ah Qing how you are doing in Anle Township.He said it was full nine out of ten nights.It seems that your business can be maintained, and I am very happy for you. To tell the truth from the old man, the master replied, our tavern won the praise of your old man as soon as it came up, and the name is good.Secondly, to be honest, in the past month, these children have worked hard, even this idiot has worked hard and helped a lot. Said the master, but slapped Ah Xiongzai on the thick back.

Dada, cheers!Ah Xiongzai suddenly held up the wine glass with both hands and respected the master. The master was extremely surprised, and immediately burst out laughing. Good boy!This time, the rooster lays an egg, and there is a strange story!The fool will also honor his father.Okay, Dadasheng accepts your cup! The master gulped down a full glass of wine until there was no drop left, heaved a long sigh of relief, looked at A Xiongzai, nodded and sighed: Stupid thing, thanks to you too, Dada finally didn't hurt you in vain! The master got up and tore off a duck leg from the dish of steamed duck with lotus leaf powder, and put it on Ah Xiongzai's plate. Ah Xiongzai lifted the duck leg high with his hand, grinned and read:

duck duck dada We all laughed, and Mr. Fu couldn't help coughing, arching his back even higher.Xiaoyu hurried over to beat old man Fu's back, and served a bowl of hot stewed chicken soup for old man Fu. Yang Jinhai, at least you didn't recognize your godson in vain, Mr. Fu drank two ladles of soup, cleared his throat and said. Alas, old man, the master sighed with infinite emotion, it's not easy to be a godfather!What dragged him down was that his life span would be shortened by ten years. Mr. Fu wants us to drink freely and not be detained.Xiaoyu, Wu Min, and I and the mouse started guessing punches across the table.Mr. Fu put down his chopsticks, held the wine glass in one hand, and watched us yelling and having fun silently.After a few rounds, Xiaoyu and Wu Min were blushing.

Xiao Min, Xiao Yu yelled: If you can't afford to lose, then don't play, if you lose, you should drink fine obediently. Three punches and two wins, Wu Min argued with a smile, why should he be fined for drinking after only losing one punch? Whoever beats your mother-in-law wins twice with three punches, one punch and a glass of wine, drink it for me! Wu Min refused to drink, so Xiaoyu ran over, grabbed Wu Min by the collar and was about to drink it. Wu Min struggled to hide and spilled a glass of wine in Xiaoyu's hand. Xiaoyu, Mr. Fu persuaded with a smile: Wu Min probably doesn't have the capacity for alcohol, so just let him go.

Old man, Xiaoyu yelled unconvinced, he was pretending to be dead, he had a drink with his scarred Wang Wu, a glass of wine would be a pleasure. Who is Scar King Five?Mr. Fu asked. Is it the one who Xiao Min cut his hands for last time? oh.Mr. Fu looked at Wu Min and replied. Don't listen to his nonsense, old man.Wu Min said anxiously. I'm talking nonsense?What's this?Xiaoyu grabbed Wu Min's left wrist and turned it outwards forcefully, revealing the bright red knife mark on his wrist that was inch long like a centipede.You have the strength to cut your hands, why don't you even dare to drink a glass of wine? Wu Min hurriedly broke free from Xiaoyu, and hid his injured left hand under the table. Wu Min, let me see.Mr. Fu suddenly extended his hand to Wu Min. No more, old man, is it ugly?Wu Min blushed, looked at Mr. Fu and begged. It's okay, I'll take a look.Mr. Fu softened his voice. Wu Min was very helpless, so he had to pull his hand out from under the table. Mr. Fu held Wu Min's cut wrist and looked at it for a long time. The knife mark on his wrist still glowed bright red under the lamp.Mr. Fu suddenly took off a watch he was wearing on his left wrist and put it on Wu Min's hand. The old man Wu Min was probably a little stunned, his left hand was hanging in the air with the watch on, as if he didn't know what to do. When you wear this watch, the scars on your hands will disappear.Mr. Fu patted Wu Min on the shoulder and said, the stainless steel spring strap of the watch just covered the inch-long scar on his wrist. Thank you sir.Wu Min withdrew his hand, thanked in a low voice, and kept stroking the watch on his left wrist with his right hand. This is an Omega, a bit old, but it is a good watch. I asked someone to bring it from Hong Kong, Mr. Fu paused. It was originally bought for my son Fu Wei, who had just been promoted to platoon leader. Not even a watch.Later, I wore it myself and only repaired it once because of water vapor.It must be very accurate. Mr. Fu looked at Wu Min, but shook his head and sighed after a while: What a confused child, at such a young age, can he do that kind of thing? Wu Min, the master shouted across the table: Go and kneel to the old man, if it weren't for the old man, your little life would have been gone long ago! Yang Jinhai, Mr. Fu hurriedly waved his hand to stop the master and said, don't interrupt.Then he turned to us and said, "You guys eat, the food is cold." We were too busy punching and drinking just now, and we didn't have time to eat vegetables, so we just finished serving the birthday noodles, and everyone gave a toast to Mr. Fu, and then started to munch.Mr. Fu only scooped up a small bowl of Snowflake Chicken, tasted a couple of mouthfuls, and then put down the chopsticks. old man.I whispered from the side, Mr. Fu's gleaming white-haired head was hanging lower and lower, his teary eyes were dim, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep. Um?Mr. Fu suddenly raised his head with a tired look on his face. Is the old man tired?I asked in a low voice. Hey, Mr. Fu forced a smile and said, after all, when you are old, you can't stand it with just one glass of wine. Then he stood up. I'm going to rest first, you just make noise, it's okay. I also stood up, and wanted to help Mr. Fu, but he pushed him away. He turned around, and tremblingly, he walked back into the room step by step like a hill on his back. As soon as Mr. Fu left, Xiaoyu stretched out his bare left hand, sighed, and said: After all, Xiao Min is better off than me, and the old man gave me a watch.I've thought about it all my life, but I haven't even gotten a watch yet! Didn't Boss Wu of Tianxing promise to give you a Seiko watch?I asked with a smile. Is that a bad old man?Guess what he said to me that night, do you want to express it?Do you want a bird?