Yan Bugui finally understood and stopped pursuing the matter. The two then resumed playing chess.

Having just experienced what happened, Sun Zhengguo was a little distracted, allowing Yan Bugui to win several rounds in a row.

Seeing that he had won the game, Yan Bugui's mood improved, and he couldn't help but hum.

"I was admiring the mountain scenery from the city tower when I heard a commotion outside the city. Banners were waving and casting shadows, and it turned out to be Sima's troops. I sent someone to inquire, and they learned that Sima was leading his troops westward..."

"Uncle, that's enough with a few words. If you keep whining like that, we won't be able to play the game."

"Hahaha! You're still young! You can't keep your temper in check. You need to learn to control your emotions and learn from Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms, who remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him."

Seeing that Yan Bugui was speaking as if it were true, Sun Zhengguo was too lazy to call him out and continued to move the chess pieces in his hand, considering the next move.

"Ding ding ding..."

The sudden sound of a bicycle bell caught their attention.

Two bicycles came from afar, the one in front was Xu Fugui, and a projector was strapped to the back seat.

Following behind was his son, Xu Damao, whose bicycle had many local specialties hanging on the front handlebars.

Judging from their demeanor, it's clear they just came back from the countryside and haven't even been to the factory yet.

When Yan Bugui saw the local specialties hanging on the handlebars, he couldn't sit still any longer and got up to go over to them.

"Third Uncle, you must calm down and control your emotions. Learn from Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms period, who remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him."

Sun Zhengguo, standing to the side, joked.

Yan Bugui never expected that retribution would come so quickly; the very words he had just used to advise others were now being used against him.

But who is Yan Bugui?

His skin is thicker than a city wall; you couldn't cut through it even with three blows, yet he still boasts so shamelessly.

"As the third oldest man in the courtyard, it's only natural for him to think what the people think, be anxious about what the people are anxious about, and help the people lift the car out of the car, right?"

Listen to that! What a high level of moral awareness! If someone didn't know better, they would really think they had met a person of noble character.

Pah!

"Oh! It's Old Xu back. It's so hot, you must be tired! This threshold is too high, let me help you lift it."

"Damn it, thank you so much! You've gone to so much trouble."

Xu Fugui knew that this stingy old man had his eye on his things, but since the man had already come over, he couldn't very well chase him away!

"Don't mention it, it's no trouble at all."

After saying that, Yan Bugui pretended to work hard and helped Xu Fugui carry the car over, and then helped Xu Damao carry the car over.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Xu Damao said politely.

"It was nothing, you're welcome!"

After lifting the car, Yan Bugui didn't say anything and just stood aside, because he knew that Xu Fugui would definitely do something.

"Da Mao! Don't just stand there like an idiot. Get your third uncle a string of dried mushrooms. We can't let him work for nothing!"

"Okay!"

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he took a string of dried mushrooms from the handlebars and handed them to Yan Bugui.

"Uncle, please take this. Thank you for your help."

"Oh, I can't possibly accept this!"

Yan Bugui said he was sorry, but his hand was already outstretched.

"Take it! Uncle, the villagers are so hospitable, they're practically giving it to you, you can't refuse."

Xu Damao, brimming with arrogance, spoke with a Versailles-like expression.

"That's right, that's right, in this courtyard, your Xu family is the most generous."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he made a signature gesture, raising his thumb.

Sun Zhengguo, standing to the side, had a black line on his face, but why did this action look so familiar?

Oh! I remember now, Yan Bugui once used the same gesture and words to praise Sun Dajiang.

"Old classmate, playing chess here! Here, take a string of them home and have a taste."

Sun Zhengguo didn't expect that he was also involved. This shows that Xu Damao is quite good at dealing with people. He pays attention to small details and doesn't easily offend anyone.

If someone like that doesn't do well, it would truly be an injustice. As for the original storyline where he ended up in such a miserable state, Sun Zhengguo said that it's just something to watch on TV, so don't take it seriously.

In the end, Sun Zhengguo couldn't persuade Xu Damao otherwise and had to accept the dried mushrooms.

After the Xu father and son left, Sun Zhengguo looked at his watch. It was getting late, and he still had to go back to cook.

"Uncle, let's call it a day! I need to go back and cook. We'll fight again next time."

Yan Bugui was just about to return the mushrooms, so he readily agreed.

After returning home, Sun Zhengguo began to clean the grass carp, while his younger siblings helped him fetch water. After washing it clean, they began to slice it and marinate it for later use.

In his previous life, Sun Zhengguo had made this dish countless times, so he was very familiar with it now. Although he used fewer seasonings, the dish was still very fragrant.

Especially when the last spoonful of hot oil was poured in, the younger siblings were completely captivated.

This brother is so good at making friends. Today he made a dish that I've never had before. It tastes so good! What am I going to do if I can't have it again?

The two greedy cats of the Sun family were now so anxious they were itching for breath. The neighbors in the courtyard were also gossiping about it. It was rush hour, and there were quite a few people passing by the gate.

"Old Yan, what dishes did the Sun family make? They smell so good! Look how anxious the old lady is, pacing around like that."

Yi Zhonghai pointed at the deaf old woman and said from the side.

"How would I know? I only know they caught a big fish today, so it's probably fish meat!"

Yan Bugui only knew this much; how could he know what kind of dish it was? This smell was unbearable, not only for the deaf old lady but even for himself.

"Hey! Sha Zhu's back. Perfect, smell this. What dish is this? It smells so good."

"Third Uncle, First Uncle is here too!"

"Um!"

Yi Zhonghai gave a vague reply.

Sha Zhu didn't care. Anyway, the relationship between the two families was what it was. If you don't care, I don't want to bother with you either!

"Uncle, I smelled this outside just now. I can't quite put my finger on it. It smells a bit like boiled sliced ​​pork, but not quite. Now I'm sure it's a dish made using Sichuan cooking techniques."

If Sun Zhengguo had heard Sha Zhu's analysis, he would have given him a thumbs up. This dish was later improved from boiled pork slices.

"Even you don't know where Sun Zhengguo learned this dish from?"

Yan Bugui couldn't understand it and asked in confusion.

Sha Zhu has remembered Yan Bugui's words and will definitely consult him in the future.

Sha Zhu didn't continue the conversation. He said goodbye and walked towards the central courtyard, while the rest of the people continued their discussion there.

At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Sun Dajiang also entered the yard. They saw their neighbors pointing at their house and talking about something. Thinking that something had happened at home, they hurried home.

After the two arrived home, they lifted the curtain and saw the three siblings sitting at the table, which put their minds at ease.

"Mom and Dad, you're back! That's great! Dinner is ready."

Lin Wencui smelled the aroma and looked at the dishes on the table. She finally understood that the group of people outside had been attracted by the smell. How boring! They thought something had happened.

"Eat if you're hungry!"

Lin Wencui waved her hand.

The siblings received the instructions and began to eat.

After washing their hands, Mr. and Mrs. Sun Dajiang also sat down at the table, and the others began to scramble for the food.

Boiled fish is a spicy dish, and with the hot weather, the group ate with gusto, their faces covered in sweat, but no one cared. They could only blame the dish for being too delicious.

In no time, the large pot of boiled fish was completely devoured. Everyone was stuffed, and the two children even licked their lips, as if they were still savoring the taste.

After dinner, Lin Wencui finished cleaning up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. When she saw the oil bottle, she was dumbfounded.

"ah……!"

“Sun Zhengguo, you cooked a dish that used up a whole bottle of my oil.”

The chilling roar sent shivers down the spines of the people inside.

The group looked at Sun Zhengguo with sympathy, indicating that they were unable to help him.

"No way! Everyone ate while we were eating."

The others remained unmoved; it seemed they were beyond hope.

Sun Zhengguo looked up to the sky and sighed!

Why am I always the one who gets hurt?!