Old man Liu has a nanny at home, but the nanny is on New Year's Eve and there is no one at home.
"Auntie, you don't know how to cook?" Zeng Wangcai glanced at the messy kitchen table. There were not many dishes, mostly vegetarian, with one piece of meat, about half a pound. "Why don't I cook it? I haven't learned anything else in the army, but my cooking skills have improved a lot."
He spoke loudly, which was intentional, implying that he was now a fireman.
Old Liu outside the kitchen naturally heard it, and scolded with a smile: "Don't let him do it, he is resentful and blames us old men for throwing him into the army. You let him do it, but he deliberately did bad things for you and ruined the good things."
"How can you talk like that? It's not easy for the child to come here." After scolding her husband, the old lady smiled and said to Zeng Wangcai, "No need for you, you are a guest, go out and have a rest. Even if I can't cook, I can still cook a table of dishes."
"He is not a guest..." Old Man Liu wanted to ask Zeng Wangcai to help him to appear friendly, but then he thought of his old comrade's instructions, walked to the kitchen and said, "Forget it, come out and talk to me, and leave the kitchen to your aunt."
Now Yang Weiguo was embarrassed. Should he leave or not?
Let’s go. We agreed to stay for dinner. If you don’t leave, you can’t get a word in when they are talking.
Okay, let me go into the kitchen!
Yang Weiguo went to the kitchen to help, but he kept his ears perked up to listen to the two people talking in the living room.
Before getting down to business, Old Man Liu asked, "How are you? Is everything okay at home?"
This is originally a polite greeting. The person being asked should answer "OK" or "All is good" and then start the next topic.
But when Zeng Wangcai saw Yang Weiguo here, he thought this was a huge opportunity.
So I answered unconventionally: "Not good, not good at all. I went to the army, there was no one at home, my father was beaten, and I just came back with a truckload of supplies. I took care of the neighbors and asked the purchasing station to sell at a low price through the back door. As a result, I was falsely accused of speculation..."
"There is such a thing? Who did it? What kind of shitty neighbors are you..."
"The plan was planned by Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter in the steel mill, and executed by the son of Liu Haizhong, a seventh-level fitter in our yard..."
When Yang Weiguo heard this, his face turned green. These are all my men.
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