Chapter Thirty-Eight: Bibi

The two old men were vindictive, the two children suffered, He Xiangdong, the wilted boy, was fine, anyway, he was not ashamed for a long time, Guo Qing, the little kid who was proud of the sky, suffered, and was forced by the master to give Fang Wenqi a solid knock.

After meeting, Fang Wenqi led his junior brother and nephew back to their home in the suburbs, and had already cleaned up He Xiangdong's room, He Xiangdong lived with him these days, and Fan Wenquan and Guo Qing lived in He Xiangdong's room.

Lunch was also made at home, and Fang Wenqi rarely went to chop two catties of pork belly, bought a chicken, and a fish to entertain guests.

The pork is braised in a braised pork and Fang Wenqi personally cooked, chopped the pork into the size of mahjong pieces, put it in a large iron pot and stir-fried, changed color and oil, and then added soy sauce to color, and then added water to stew slowly.

The pot is the kind of old-fashioned stove, burning firewood, He Xiangdong is responsible for the fire, to say that the cooking is still this old-fashioned firewood stove is delicious, especially fragrant.

The chickens were also killed, faded in hot water, chopped into pieces, and stewed in a casserole, with a red-hot charcoal stove underneath, and no seasoning added, which was completely the mellow aroma of the farmer's native chicken.

When the pork is cooked, take a big bowl and fill it with a bowl, and bring it to the table, although it is gluttonous drooling, He Xiangdong couldn't help but eat it secretly, and it was difficult for this child, you must know that this child is greedy and can't do anything, so he dares to go to other people's birthday banquets to perform, this master is a master who wants to eat and die.

The stove was empty, and Fang Wenqi cleaned up the carp again, it was still braised with a thick sauce and a special flavor. Stir-fry a few more vegetables, and lunch is ready.

At lunchtime, Bai Qiang and Tian Jiani also came, everyone was an old friend who had known each other for many years, and they had a good conversation, Fang Wenqi's face was a little dark, he knew that Bai Qiang, a wilted old man, must have come to see him and his junior brother fighting the liveliness.

There is nothing particular about eating, let go of eating, this point several old men have a consensus, there are no rules at the dinner table, it is not easy to eat a good meal, can you still let the child eat a good meal.

Therefore, He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani ate very happily, and He Xiangdong only knew at this time that Master's cooking skills were so good, and the things he made were so delicious, he usually cooked, and I don't know how Master endured until now.

Guo Qing was still very reserved at first, and he ate very carefully, for fear that oil stains would stain his suit, and later he saw that He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani were eating really lively, and these dishes were really delicious, and they didn't care so much at the moment, as soon as they took off their clothes, they threw off their arms and started eating, and the dinner table was full of scenes of these three little ghosts grabbing food.

The three old men looked funny, and they didn't stop them, adults have adults' ways, Fang Wenqi and Fan Wenquan are drinking, this senior brother is slowly sipping a pot of wine, Bai Qiang is not a drop of wine, but he also poured a glass of water and fooled around.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. There was a mess on the dining table, all of which were caused by these children, and Fang Wenqi and Fan Wenquan were also a little drunk.

Fan Wenquan said with a big tongue: "Senior brother, where have you been all these years, I can't find you no matter how I look for it." ”

Fang Wenqi was also a little drunk, and said with a smile: "I, where else can I go, it's just performing everywhere, two days in the east and three days in the west, so I came over slowly." ”

Fan Wenquan raised his head and poured another glass of wine, slammed the glass on the table, and said loudly: "Then why didn't you come to us all these years, if Bai Qiang hadn't told me that you were here, I wouldn't have known that you were under my nose." ”

Fang Wenqi also smiled: "Senior brother knows that you are doing well, so I won't bother you, besides, I am doing well now, I can talk about cross talk every day, I can say my favorite cross talk, and no one cares about me, how free." ”

Fan Wenquan was still a little angry, and said in a rough voice: "If it wasn't for those little beasts who harmed you back then, you wouldn't be where you are now, those little beasts are amazing now, and one even became the leader of the cultural department, that Qian ......."

"Alright. Fang Wenqi interrupted Fan Wenquan and said with a frown: "Don't say it again, I don't want to have the slightest contact with them, and I don't want to hear any news from them." ”

Fan Wenquan was slightly stunned, and He Xiangdong was stunned.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Bai Qiang played a round and said, "Old Fan, are you drinking too much, are you drunk?"

"Drunk fart. Fan Wenquan was not polite at all, and said: "Just like a bird like you, I can do it alone." ”

Bai Qiang's nose was crooked.

Fan Wenquan grinned, and said to Fang Wenqi: "Senior brother, when we were young and followed the master to learn art, you couldn't compare to me, now let's take down the next generation, my apprentice is still better than your apprentice." ”

"Fart, when have you beaten me since you were a child? You smashed your first performance, and when Master beat you with a stick, I didn't help you block it, and I didn't know how to be ashamed. Fang Wenqi began to expose Fan Wenquan's shortcomings.

Fan Wenquan's face turned red, and he immediately said: "The girl you hooked up with Wang Lao Wu was chased to the backyard of the theater with a knife, who helped you escape?

Fang Wenqi was also anxious, and retorted: "Then what about the matter of you turning over the wall of the widow in the middle of the night, why don't you say this." ”

Seeing that the more the two talked about each other, Bai Qiang hurriedly interrupted the two of them to expose each other, and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, the children are still there, and you still have to be ashamed." ”

Fang Wenqi turned around and said, "Don't think that I don't know that you are the first to go to Bada Hutong." ”

Fan Wenquan also said: "And every time I sleep, people will write it to my account, ******." ”

Bai Qiang was also angry and joined the battle circle, the more noisy the three of them became, and the shorter they were, the more they exposed.

He Xiangdong, Tian Jiani and Guo Qing were stunned, they didn't expect that the usually serious master would be so enthusiastic and unrestrained when he was young.

The three of them were arguing with thick necks and red faces, Fan Wenquan slapped the table and said, "Okay, don't talk about it, I don't know where it went." Senior brother, what should we do?"

Fang Wenqi said: "What to do, since you have blown your apprentice so godly, then let's compare, tomorrow we will go to the street to pick up the ground, just see who has more money, who has more wins, how about it?"

Fan Wenquan retorted: "It's still on the ground, senior brother, look at what age it is, and you still do this kind of old-fashioned thing, it's not a shame." ”

"Shame on you, you didn't make enough money to spend in the theater back then, didn't you go to the land to earn money and then go to Bada Hutong? Fang Wenqi said again.

"I'll go, you'......"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Bai Qiang hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and talk about how to compare." ”

Fan Wenquan suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "It's in a small theater in Tianjin City, the manager of the theater is a ferromagnet, so I will go to him to perform, let the two children go up, one for a single one, and then two pairs of children, tease each other, just see the audience's reaction, how about it?"

"Go to Tianjin City?" Fang Wenqi hesitated.

"If you're afraid, just say it, that's okay, let's just say it, find a country and we'll leave the land, I'm not afraid." Fan Wenquan stabbed again.

Fang Wenqi was also drunk at that time, and slapped the table and said: "I'm afraid of a fart, the theater is the theater, we have all said that we are afraid of your small theater, so I will go to Tianjin." ”

Fan Wenquan and Bai Qiang looked at each other and smiled secretly.