Chapter 99 Salted Duck Eggs
Lin Weimin's courtyard had been silent for two months. Today it finally became lively, with noisy voices everywhere.
He was helping everyone in the kitchen. Too many people came today, so one table couldn't accommodate the housewarming party. Qu Xiaowei and Wang Shuo bought things according to the standard of three tables.
Lin Weimin knew that there would be a lot of people here today, so he went to his neighbor's house to borrow some bowls, chopsticks and plates.
Neighbors have close relationships these days. Even though Lin Weimin was not familiar with his neighbors, when they heard that their neighbors were moving to a new house, they lent the house to them without saying a word.
When I got back, I found that everyone who was originally scattered in the yard was gathered together. What was going on?
After he walked into the crowd, he saw a familiar face, "Teacher, why are you here?"
Mr. Wan was still wearing his usual white shirt, and he smiled amiably and said, "I was free today, and Xiao Fangzi told me that you were moving, so I came to see you."
So that's how it is.
"Teacher, please come in."
Mr. Wan waved his hand. "No. It's fine in the yard. It's a nice day today."
"Then I'll get you a chair."
Lin Weimin went into the house and took out a chair for Mr. Wan and placed it under the jujube tree in the yard. The old man sat on it without hesitation.
Mr. Wan's sudden arrival interrupted the lively scene in the yard.
Most of the colleagues and friends who came today are young people. They regard Mr. Wan, a literary giant, as their idol. How can they still be as carefree and unrestrained as before?
It was only after Mr. Wan and several veteran comrades including Meng Weizai and Qin Zhaoyang took the initiative to find topics to talk about and relax the atmosphere in the hospital that everyone became more casual again.
When Mr. Wan heard that Lin Weimin's Farewell My Concubine had troubled the editors of Guowen Press for a long time, he laughed and said, "Your concerns are not unreasonable. But a good work is a good work. Don't worry too much. Readers will give their fair evaluations."
Perhaps in an attempt to appease Meng Weizai and Qin Zhaoyang's concerns, he added: "I said before that I would let Weimin adapt this novel into a script and hand it over to the People's Art Theatre to stage. It will definitely be a good work that will stand the test of time!"
Meng Weizai and Qin Chaoyang naturally heard that Mr. Wan was supporting Lin Weimin, but they also felt that what he said made sense, and they felt much more relieved.
As noon approached, plates of delicious food were brought out from the kitchen.
The tables for the housewarming party were all placed in the main room, three tables in total, thanks to the fact that Li Lidong's family had left a lot of furniture for Lin Weimin.
When the food and drinks were served, Lin Weimin arranged for everyone to take their seats. There were not enough chairs and stools at home, so the young people took the initiative to stand and gave the available seats to the old comrades.
"Come on, everyone fill up your glasses!"
After everyone had poured the wine, Lin Weimin stood in the living room, his face full of joy and said in a loud voice: "Today is my housewarming day. Thank you all for visiting my humble home. I hope everyone will eat and drink well today. I won't say anything else. I'll drink it!"
After a few vulgar speeches, Lin Weimin drank the wine in one gulp, which drew cheers from many young people in the room. Many of them also followed his example and drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp.
"Everyone, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"
In fact, there was no need for Lin Weimin to stop them. Everyone took a sip of wine and immediately started using their chopsticks.
There are few opportunities to eat and drink these days, and the meal Lin Weimin prepared today was extremely delicious. Each table had eight dishes and one soup, and there were four meat dishes alone, which whetted everyone's appetite.
In between eating and drinking, Lin Weimin did not forget to take care of Mr. Wan and Shi Tiesheng.
Seeing that Shi Lan's mouth was full, like a little squirrel, he picked up the chicken leg from the plate and gave it to her, "Eat slowly, there are enough dishes today, and there is more in the pot."
Shi Tiesheng shook his head and said, "This girl only knows how to eat."
"It's growing!" Lin Weimin said with a smile.
Everyone ate with relish and the housewarming party went by quickly.
Mr. Wan and Wan Fang left early without waiting for everyone to finish eating, followed by Meng Weizai, Qin Zhaoyang, and Shi Tiesheng and his sister.
Most of the remaining people were drinking and it wouldn't be over in a short time.
Zheng Guo touched his round belly. He was finally full today. If he ate more, the stomach would surge up.
He looked at Lin Weimin's table and pulled Lin Weimin out of the house when no one was paying attention.
"For the people, I will leave first."
"Not later?"
Leaving before finishing the meal was a bit out of character for Zheng Guo, and Lin Weimin was curious.
"No, I'm full." Zheng Guo patted his stomach.
Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."
“No hurry.”
Zheng Guo said as he held Lin Weimin's shoulders and led him to the kitchen.
"Weimin, that can of salted duck eggs is a gift from me to you."
This behavior is very Zheng Guo-like. After sending something, he didn't forget to remind.
Today is Lin Weimin’s housewarming party. Everyone who came gave gifts, and with so many gifts it’s hard to tell who sent them.
But such a big jar of salted duck eggs, which looks like there are about thirty or fifty of them, is a bit inconsistent with Zheng Guo’s character!
Lin Weimin was just wondering when he heard Zheng Guo say, "Um... Weimin..."
His expression was somewhat apologetic.
"Just tell me what you want to say."
"Actually..." Zheng Guo's expression was cautious, and he finally mustered up the courage to say, "Actually, the matter about you was just my guess because I drank a little that day."
Feeling a sharp gaze coming at him, Zheng Guo quickly explained: "I really didn't mean it. I just thought the novel was really good after reading it that day, and then we had a drink together and talked about how you could write the characters so vividly..."
He looked at Lin Weimin with apologetic eyes, "Weimin, it's all my fault for being so mean. I didn't expect them to spread the news. I'm really sorry. I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I saw that you were very angry those two days, so I didn't dare..."
He looked at Lin Weimin anxiously, only to see that his expression was serious and intimidating without him getting angry. He became more and more uneasy and wanted to slap himself twice, all because of this mouth.
"I guessed it was you, the ghost!"
Zheng Guo often made jokes because of his stinginess and his tendency to take advantage of others. At this time, everyone would call him "ghost" using a homophonic name.
Zheng Guo looked at Lin Weimin nervously, but he smiled and said, "That's enough! It's not a big deal. I don't take it to heart. Don't worry about it."
Zheng Guo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Weimin, I'm really sorry. I asked you to take care of me all the time, but I ended up causing you so much trouble..."
Lin Weimin asked in a teasing tone: "No wonder you sent me such a big jar of salted duck eggs today. Are you here to apologize?"
Zheng Guo smiled embarrassedly and did not deny it.
Given his personality, if there hadn't been any rumors, it would have been impossible for him to send so many duck eggs to Lin Weimin.
These salted duck eggs are enough to make him feel sad for a month.
"I pickled these duck eggs before the Chinese New Year. They are so delicious!"
"Okay, then I have to try it. It's not easy to eat something like yours."
Lin Weimin patted Zheng Guo on the shoulder and laughed.
(End of this chapter)
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