Li Qiumei followed Cheng Zhiqian in with a cane.

There was another boy in the yard who looked exactly like Xiaoshuang.

He was wiping the tables and benches in the yard.

Although the two twins were thin and their clothes were patched, they were washed clean.

The boy called Cheng Zhiqian "Uncle" a little stiffly and carried a bench over from the corner.

"Auntie, please sit down." Li Qiumei sat down while holding the table.

She looked around and saw that the Dashuang family's house had only one main house, which was divided into upstairs and downstairs.

The windows upstairs were pitch black and even more dilapidated than those in He Yuanzhou's house.

Next to the main house are two bungalows, one of which is used as a kitchen and the other has a closed door.

The yard was not big, with only two tables, but the ground was cleaned neatly.

Cheng Zhiqian asked Dashuang: "Are you two the only ones home? Where's your grandma?"

Big hands kept wiping another table:

"My grandma went to town to buy some wine..."

Xiao Shuang ran over and interrupted his brother: "Uncle Cheng, I caught several fish this morning. We can fry them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran into the kitchen and came out with a porcelain basin.

There were indeed two palm-sized crucian carps and a large bowl of small fish as long as index fingers.

As they were talking, three young men came in from outside and said, "Boss, three bowls of noodles, please."

"Okay, uncle, please sit down first." Dashuang welcomed them to the table and ran into the kitchen.

Xiao Shuang also quickly put down the basin: "Uncle Cheng, I'll go help my brother."

Li Qiumei was very skeptical whether these two young children could cook noodles?

"Cheng Zhiqian, how old are these two brothers?"

"Ten years old. Sit down and I'll go in and take a look." Seeing Cheng Zhiqian go into the kitchen, Li Qiumei felt relieved.

A man wearing a sailor shirt stood up and walked to Xiaoshuang's porcelain basin.

“Oh, there are fish too.

Old Xie, shall we have some fried fish to go with the wine?"

The other two also walked over to take a look: "You know what, this fish looks pretty fresh."

The fat man named Lao Xie looked at Li Qiumei and said, "Boss, fry us a plate of fish."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Li Qiumei got up and walked into the kitchen with a cane.

“Da Shuang, the guests outside ordered a plate of fried fish and said they wanted to go with their drinks.

Is there not a drop of wine in the house?"

Da Shuang was a little worried when he heard this: "There is still half a bottle of wine, but I don't know how to fry fish."

Li Qiumei comforted him: "Don't worry, your uncle Cheng is here.

Just let him help you blow it up."

Xiao Shuang's eyes sparkled: "Auntie, is there really anyone who wants to buy my fish?"

Li Qiumei nodded: "Of course, go and bring it in and fry it."

The kitchen was a little small, and Li Qiumei came out when she saw that they were all busy boiling water.

Standing in the yard, she looked up and saw a fat woman in front of the window on the second floor next door, stretching her neck to look at the yard of Dashuang's house.

Seeing Li Qiumei looking at her, the fat woman retracted her head.

Two more young men in bell-bottom pants and flowered shirts passed by the gate.

"Old Xie, you guys are coming down too?" They said as they walked in.

"This place only has noodles. How about we go to the place in front and have some stir-fry and some drinks?"

"No, we ordered a plate of fried fish to go with the wine. Would you like to eat here too?"

The tall man looked at the porcelain basin that Xiao Shuang was holding and said, "Okay, fry the small ones and make soup with the two big ones."

Xiaoshuang was very excited and nodded.

Li Qiumei was about to get up and go into the kitchen to help when she saw the fat woman rushing in.

She smiled and said to the guests at that table, "My mother-in-law went to town to buy some wine today.

There is no one at home to greet you, so come to my house for dinner.

The noodles in our Han family all taste the same.

Several young people looked at each other.

Li Qiumei knocked on the table: "Who said no one greeted them?

I'm such a grown man sitting here, can't you see?

I'm still going to your house to eat. Do you have fish?"

The tall man whistled: "Yes, auntie, do you have fish to eat at home?"

The fat woman turned her head and looked at Li Qiumei: "Aren't you here to eat noodles?"

"Why do you care what I do? No one like you comes to steal customers. Get out of here!" Li Qiumei scolded her impatiently.

The fat woman crossed her arms and said, "This is my mother-in-law's house, and you, an outsider, actually kicked me out.

Brothers, please help me judge the situation. How can you bully others like this? "

Seeing that no one answered, she pointed to the kitchen and said, "My mother-in-law is not at home. How can the two children of Dashuang brothers cook delicious noodles?

Don’t let the noodles taste bad, or you’ll still have to pay for it.”

Li Qiumei gave her a bleak look and said to the guests, "Brothers, don't worry.

Although Dashuang's grandmother is not here today, a chef from the kitchen is cooking noodles for you."

The man in the sailor shirt asked Li Qiumei: "Is the man in the military uniform really the chef of the kitchen team?

Why doesn’t it look like that to me?

The chefs in our cafeteria are all fat and big-eared."

Li Qiumei smiled and said, "The army has to train all the time, and the kitchen team has to participate, so there are fat people."

Cheng Zhiqian in the kitchen gnashed his teeth and said, "Li Qiumei really knows how to put accusations on him.

When the fat woman heard that there was someone else in the kitchen, she hurried in to take a look.

When she saw it was Cheng Zhiqian, she left dejectedly.

Xiaoshuang quickly ran over and closed the door.

Li Qiumei walked into the kitchen: "Let me make fish soup."

Dashuang's tense face relaxed upon hearing this.

"Auntie, please put this foot on the stool." Xiao Shuang took a small stool thoughtfully.

Li Qiumei exclaimed: "This child has a good eye!"

She first fried the processed fish with a little lard, poured in boiling water, added ginger slices, and then added tofu after boiling. She sprinkled some chopped green onions when it was ready.

The crucian carp soup cooked in this way is white and not fishy, and tastes delicious.

When it was almost done, Dashuang's grandmother came back with a basket on her back.

The two children ran out to help her put the backpack down.

Grandma Han has a strong physique and speaks in a loud voice.

"Our elder brother and younger brother are now capable. When grandma is not at home, you two can both receive guests."

"Grandma, Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng are doing it." Dashuang told her.

Grandma Han went into the kitchen and took Cheng Zhiqian and Li Qiumei to her side, thanking them repeatedly.

Xiao Shuang yelled, "Grandma, you're finally back.

I was just about to go to Grandma Qi's house to borrow a bottle of white wine.

This table of guests ordered five glasses of white wine. I just poured out the remaining wine at home, so there are only three left. Luckily you came back in time."

After Xiao Shuang finished speaking, he patted his chest, looking relieved, which made everyone in the kitchen laugh.

Everyone worked together to bring the noodles and fish to the table.