Chinese entertainment for engineering students

Wang Xu's mother took Wang Fei's hand into the house and sat on the sofa. He also kept talking about Wang Xu and told him to make tea. This is the rule. Even if the guest doesn't want to drink, he must make a cup of tea, otherwise it will break the etiquette.

"Come on, I'm not an outsider. I've been with my girlfriend for more than three months. She's from Dongzhimen. His mother is from the art troupe. Maybe you know her."

"We know, of course we know, Xia Guizhi from the art troupe. We have performed together on the stage many times. We have known each other for a long time. It's not like you don't know that Aunt Jiang is a quick talker. She told me just after I came back, and she also said that you took their old Li It’s all fattening up.”

"How can you blame me? It's not that these little girls don't eat meat, but Uncle Li can't bear it. Recently, Aunt Jiang has been driving her to exercise every day to lose weight. I heard it's terrible." Wang Xu chuckled and told his mother while pouring tea. Chatting.

"Feifei, it's okay to call me aunt like this. From now on, please call me Aunt Zheng." Wang Xu's mother looked kind. The imperial capital is quite funny in terms of names. It is said to be a very traditional place, but due to too many immigrants since ancient times, many of the names ended up being messed up.

The title of aunt is often shortened to one word by lazy people in the imperial capital, aunt, with a changed pronunciation, so that it is called a relative, really like a relative. Just like when Wang Xu calls Aunt Jiang, he never calls her "Jiang" and just calls her "Auntie".

On the contrary, if they are real relatives, they will usually be ranked as eldest aunt, second aunt, or younger aunt.

In fact, Zheng Xiuzhi didn't take this visit very seriously. In her simple concept, boyfriends and girlfriends that teenagers talk to would not end up being many friends. This girl looks pretty good, so let's get along with her first. She's still the daughter of an acquaintance, so she doesn't feel strange at all, and her son won't suffer.

There is really little occupational discrimination in the imperial capital compared to provinces such as Qilu, especially in this era. He is still very tolerant towards entertainers, neither admiring nor despising them, not to mention Wang Xu’s mother is still an insider.

On the other hand, if the other party has many children in the family and is still the eldest, you should be vague, because that may mean a heavy burden. At the end of the day, it's still about money.

Wang Xu's mother took Wang Fei to chat about home affairs. Wang Fei was not very talkative, so she quietly listened to Wang Xu's mother talk about Wang Xu's childhood. After all, as for my son, who hasn’t touched the dark history yet?

Speaking of it at this time, on the one hand, it is to enliven the atmosphere, and on the other hand, it is to claim that you are not regarded as an outsider, not only in the imperial capital, but also throughout the country.

I don’t know what other places are like, but bringing your partner to meet their parents is a very important point in Imperial Capital. It means that this is the establishment of a formal love relationship. As long as it is brought home and recognized, the neighbors will never make irresponsible remarks.

Of course, if the parents don't approve, that's another matter, and there are quite a few people who make a fuss about it.

Nowadays, more people in the imperial capital live in courtyards than in buildings. Most of the parents are short-lived. They cook in small kitchens set up in the courtyards, right next to each other, and the housewives can chat for a long time while cooking. If someone in the neighborhood has something going on, it will spread to all the neighbors in just one night.

The food in Wang Xu's family has always been mediocre. His mother's cooking is mediocre, and his father's cooking skills are good. However, the work is too far away and it is rare to hold a spoon. Wang Xu has developed a bad habit of eating too much. For this reason, his parents spent a lot of money. Buying stuff for other people’s kids.

Fortunately, Wang Xu doesn't pay much attention to things other than food. He prefers to make his own toys instead of buying them. Sandbags, bangers, paper airplanes, paper pistols, sticks, willow flutes, uprooting, etc. It's simple and fun, using your hands and brain.

Even the hoops that Wang Xu rolled when he was a child were welded by himself by stealing steel bars from the street factory and using electric welding. It almost made his dad angry to death. He was only 8 years old at the time.

Of course, his father had nothing to say other than beating him up. Instead, he helped him round the iron ring and file it flat to prevent the child from pricking his hand. I also made an iron hook for pushing around. (How many book friends have played this game? Those who have played it must be over thirty)

Seeing that Wang Xu's mother was almost bringing her memories back to the era of crotchless pants, Wang Xu couldn't hold on any longer and had the urge to hold her mother back.

But it was interesting to see Wang Fei making herself giggle at Wang Xu's various mischiefs as a child. Maybe girls want to know some embarrassing things about their men, so they stopped stopping him and watched quietly as their mother moved the timeline forward.

Time flies by quickly. I have to go to Wang Fei's house in the afternoon and make a hasty meal of noodles with soybean paste at noon. The fried sauce was fried by Wang Xu's mother when she came back in the morning, and the sauce is very fragrant.

Nowadays, people in the imperial capital are more willing to add meat to their fried noodles, and half a pound of meat is standard. Going forward about ten years, when Wang Xu was a child, the fried noodles with soybean paste only had two ounces of meat. If it was eaten by seven or eight people, it would be good if it only had a meaty taste.

Wang Xu remembered that he missed the fried noodles in his childhood, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not make the taste. No matter how much he ate, it was just a bowl of salty noodles. I've gone to a lot of restaurants to eat, and that's all. At most, it's just hand-rolled noodles, which have a slightly different texture from dried ramen.

Many tourists from out of town ask where the most authentic noodles are, but few people in the imperial capital can answer the question. Wang Xu has also been asked many times. He also feels that it is easy to answer, but he cannot answer it at all.

Because this is not a delicacy in a restaurant, this is at home, from a street stall. Who would go to a restaurant to eat fried noodles? This thing is used to fill the stomach and add some fuel. Which restaurant would focus on this.

At this time, Wang Xu also understood that the reason why fried noodles were delicious when he was a child was because he was hungry. Wang Xu still remembers that because his father ate at work all year round and his mother’s performing arts troupe cafeteria was also very good, the family’s food stamps would be relatively wealthy.

Therefore, when rural areas are in difficulty, some people will come to visit relatives' houses in the city and have a meal. What impressed Wang Xu the most was that he had a cousin who lived in the outskirts of the imperial capital. He would cycle more than 50 kilometers every time just to have a meal of noodles.

He can eat two kilograms of hand-made noodles in one meal. Wang Xu’s family doesn’t even have such a big bowl to hold it in. They always use the pot used to cook noodles as a bowl for him. Later, his house was demolished and more than ten suites were demolished, and he was never seen again.

Nowadays, when I go to a friend’s house in the Imperial City, it is a common treat to eat noodles with soybean paste. It is not only filling, but also a little oily, so it doesn’t look too plain. People in the Imperial Capital are not rich either.

In fact, the demolition of the Imperial Capital did not bring any good things to the people of the old Imperial Capital, especially those who lived in mixed-use courtyards. It would be a good thing if they could get a house together. Most of those who got rich were those with rural household registration in the suburbs who were looked down upon at first. Feng shui takes turns, it is really Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

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