Dashan Makes a Living 1984

Because his wife couldn't get off the kang, Wang Tianxiao originally wanted to prepare something for his wife to eat alone, but before he ran to the kitchen, he saw a small square plate on the chopping board.

Inside the plate was a small chicken soup pot, a bowl of egg custard, a plate of stir-fried bean sprouts, a plate of spinach, and two warm steamed buns.

"Boss, this is a dish prepared for the proprietress. You can see if it is enough to suit the taste of the proprietress. If you don't like it, what do you want to eat? I'll cook it for her."

Wang Tianxiao didn't know what to say, but felt moved for a while.

This Wu Wenhua is too thoughtful.

What a caring man, it is a blessing that his wife has cultivated for eight lifetimes to find him.

"Old Wu, don't worry."

Wu Wenhua said with a silly smile: "What is this? Boss, if you don't treat us as outsiders, we must repay the boss. Hurry up and bring it to the boss's wife. Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

"good."

Wang Tianxiao watched the people laying out dishes and hot pots on the kang facing the kitchen, so he went to the room with the meals without his own help.

"Come on, let's eat."

Wang Tianxiao entered the door, first put the food on the chair next to him, and quickly closed the door.

Confinement is most afraid of wind.

Even though the room was leeward, he was cautious and didn't want to make a mistake.

On the kang, bed sheets are used to form a curtain, which is a secondary wind-shielding facility.

As soon as Wang Tianxiao finished speaking, Li Yali's and Wang Fang's heads came out from the gap in the curtain. It may be that the kang was too hot, and the faces of both of them were flushed.

Wang Tianxiao smiled and put the plate on the kang, "Look, this is a nutritious confinement meal made by Brother Wenhua for you, how about a taste?"

"Ah," Li Yali glanced, and sighed in surprise: "How did you cook so many dishes? It's too rich. Can I eat so much by myself?"

Can't blame her either.

Although life at home has been much better recently, only Wang Tianxiao knows best. She only knows that her husband made some money by selling things, but she doesn't know how much.

More than a month ago, she couldn't even eat enough to pay back meals, and she couldn't afford to use oil to light the lamp. Now that her life has become so happy, it is difficult for her to completely change her mind.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can eat it, you can eat it," Wang Tianxiao helped his wife open the lid of the chicken soup jar, and a steaming smell of chicken soup immediately wafted out, "Your man has nothing else, you still have this for you to eat ability."

"Pfft, aren't you afraid of making me a big fat man?"

"No matter what you are afraid of, it is only comfortable if you are fat and chubby, and you are skinny and skinny."

"Bah." Li Yali spat lightly, thinking that the child is still by her side, is this man still upright?

"Hurry up and eat, Fangwa will go to the kitchen with Dad to eat later. There is a hot pot. Your mother is out of luck now. Let's go and have a delicious meal."

Wang Fang swallowed her saliva at the sight of her mother's delicious food, and clapped her hands happily when she heard the words.

"Come, let me see my precious son."

"Take it easy, he just finished feeding and is still sleeping, and he finally fell asleep with difficulty."

Wang Tianxiao originally wanted to kiss his son's little round face, but after hearing what Li Yali said, he didn't dare to kiss him, but just carefully looked at his little face, and put a finger into little Wang Peng's palm. The sleeping child immediately clenched his fingers tightly with his small hands.

"Haha, look at him, he is still catching me."

"My brother still kisses me."

"Oh, so to speak, my younger brother still likes you as an older sister." Wang Tianxiao said with a smile.

"Of course, I'm good to my brother."

"That's good." Wang Tianxiao rubbed his daughter's head and murmured, "That's good. You should take care of each other when you grow up. Brothers and sisters just need to be closer."

"I know, I won't be like you and Sanda."

"Fang baby, what are you talking about? How can you talk to your father like that? Mothers don't like children who are not polite." Li Yali heard this, afraid that her husband would be unhappy, and softly reprimanded the child.

"Oh, I was wrong." Xiao Wangfang said with her mouth pursed.

Wang Tianxiao smiled wryly. Although his daughter was only three years old, she already understood the conflict between his brothers. He thought she was young and ignorant.

"Don't talk about the child, it's because the adults didn't do a good job, and the child is right. Alright, Fang, come down and put on your shoes, and we'll go over there for dinner,"

Then he said to his wife apologetically: "You can't leave the room now, so you can only work hard here to eat. There are too many people over there today. I will go to accompany you temporarily, so I can't accompany you."

Li Yali smiled softly, "Come over here, you are the master here, how can a master accompany his wife inside and leave the guests aside, we must not lose our etiquette at home."

His wife is always so considerate. In her previous life, she had been close to each other for decades and never got angry with him. No matter what life she had, she silently supported him and gave him the courage and strength to continue working hard.

He once lamented in his previous life that if he summed up his lackluster life, there were only three things he could do.

Always a righteous heart.

Married a kind and gentle wife.

Raised three excellent and upright children.

Wang Tianxiao carried Wang Fang to the kitchen, and the inside was ready.

This kitchen is no different from the kitchen in the pit courtyard. It is also a combined layout of kang and pot table connected together. People in Qingcheng like to eat directly on the kang in winter.

It is warm and can accommodate many people.

Spread a large oilcloth in the middle of the kang, which not only insulates the heat, but also prevents the soup and water from splashing out and spilling on the sheets and quilt covers.

A large wooden or enamel plate will be placed in the middle of the oilcloth, which may be round or square, and the dishes will be placed on the plate. If there are too many guests at home, it is also possible to place another circle of vegetables directly on the oilcloth along the edge of the plate.

The steamed buns are divided into two small plates, one on each side, for easy access.

If there is soup, the diners will put their soup bowls in front of them.

Sometimes because the kang is too soft, the soup bowl will still be overturned or tilted, and the soup will flow onto the oilcloth. Therefore, under normal circumstances, a rag is placed next to the meal to deal with such emergencies.

People who eat, whether they are the host or the guests, sit cross-legged or kneeling around the plate, which is a bit like the way of warming the table in Japan and South Korea.

"Boss, how does the lady boss eat, but does it suit her taste?"

Everyone else had already finished on the kang, only Wu Wenhua was still standing on the ground without taking off his apron, just waiting for Wang Tianxiao's feedback.

"It's delicious, she likes it very much, and she praised you for cooking better than the chef," Wang Tianxiao put his arms around Wu Wenhua's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's eat."

"Well, tell the proprietress that if she wants to eat anything on weekdays, I can do it anytime."

"Got it, let's eat and eat."

The kang is square, but in fact there are only three sides where people can sit, and people cannot sit on the outer side.

Not to mention it was too cold, if one accidentally fell, it would be a big somersault.

At this time, Wang Tianxin and Wang Tiancheng sat on the north side, Wu Qiancai and Liu Yuan sat on the south side, and there was no one sitting on the west side of the front.

Northerners are very particular about eating.

Regardless of this small meal, everyone consciously lives in accordance with traditional customs.

First of all, the owner must be directly opposite the kang door, so that side is temporarily vacant, waiting for Wang Tianxiao to sit there.

If you sit in the north, you will face the south. The north is the main house, and the guests can only sit in the south.

Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with this way of sitting, but there is a special situation today, that is, Liu Yuan is both a guest and an elder, so it is really impolite to let an elder sit in the lowest position.

Wang Tianxiao took off his shoes and got on the kang, but he didn't shirk, first sat down on the seat, and then gave Liu Yuan a hand: "Uncle Liu, come and sit here."

"No, no, that's the superior position. You are the boss, and you can only sit there." Liu Yuan smacked down the smoking pot, protruding a thick smoke, and hurriedly pushed Wang Tianxiao's hand back.

"Come on, you are an elder, how can you sit down and let me sit on it and eat with peace of mind."

"That's not the case. There are no elders or juniors here, only guests do as they please. It's fine for my old man to sit here, so don't worry about me."

Others also advised Liu Yuan to go up, but Liu Yuan just didn't want to.

At this time, Wang Tianxiao saw Wu Wenhua standing on the side, not yet on the kang, so he suddenly had a solution.

"Uncle Liu, look where you are sitting. Brother Wenhua has no place to sit. You can't let others cook so much food for us and sit on the edge of the kang to eat."

When Wang Tianxiao said this, Wu Wenhua repeatedly waved his hands and said it was okay, but Liu Yuan didn't insist anymore.

Here again a common habit problem is involved.

Under normal circumstances, when guests come to the house, it is the woman who cooks and the man is responsible for entertaining the guests.

When the guests eat, the hostess has to keep serving new dishes. If they are sitting on the kang, they have to go back and forth up and down the kang, which is very inconvenient.

So strictly speaking, there is no seat for the hostess on the kang.

If there is a break, the hostess will sit on the edge of the kang and pick up a few mouthfuls of vegetables to eat. If you need to add food, add vegetables, or help the guests get things, you can go directly to get them.

Today's situation is quite special, Li Yali did not attend due to physical reasons, and Wu Wenhua cooked the food, so when everyone was seated, the seat on the edge of the kang could only be reserved for Wu Wenhua.

"It doesn't matter to me, I'll just eat here." Wu Wenhua said with a simple smile.

He has always abided by his duty, knowing that although Wang Tianxiao is a nice person, he is the boss after all. It's for his own good that he is being polite to himself, and he can't put his nose on his face and lose his sense of proportion.