Lawyer's character

"Dad, are you free this weekend? I'd like to invite Aunt Yun over for dinner." Fang Anzhi twirled the pencil in his right hand and looked at Fang Yi with an expressionless face, standing in front of the door holding a garbage bag like a thief.

"Ah! If you have time,...will you invite Aunt Yun to come home for dinner?" Fang Yi wondered if he had hearing impairment.

"That's right! I'll make an appointment. Just prepare the dishes. If that doesn't work, just eat the hot-boiled mutton. Go to Uncle Shengzi's shop to buy some mutton and some hot-boiled vegetables." Fang Anzhi nodded.

"Do you need to invite others?" Fang Yi asked tentatively.

"No, it's just Aunt Yunmei." Fang Anzhi said a little impatiently.

"Okay, let's make an appointment." Fang Yi nodded.

He didn't understand what his son was thinking. Why did he invite Yunmei to dinner?

"Go early and come back early. It's cold outside." After Fang Anzhi finished speaking, he turned around and went inside to study.

Fang Yi was stunned for a second, then agreed and went downstairs. He felt that dinner should be discussed after meeting Yunmei tonight. His son must not hold a Hongmen banquet.

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It has been some time since he joined the company, and Yu Wendong has completely integrated into Fang Yi's small team. He doesn't like to play games, but likes to read books. He had always been short of money before, so when he went to bookstores in the city, he could only read them but didn't dare to buy them. Over time, he was looked down upon by many bosses for this.

Today he finally felt proud and spent money to buy two books, one professional book and one novel. When he paid, his boss was shocked, and for this reason, he was given a "special approval" to give him a 20% discount.

At night, Yuwendong opened the large wooden door of his home with two books under his armpits, a plastic bag with a lunch box in each hand.

"Xiaodong, why are you back so late today?" Yuwendong's mother heard the sound of the door opening, looked into the courtyard, and saw her son's figure through the moonlight. She lifted up the quilt and patched it no less than a dozen times, and the colorful cotton The door curtain looked at the son walking over with joy in his eyes.

"Mom, wages are paid today. Let's improve the food today. I bought your favorite fish and pork with pickles, braised pork and crystal elbow from a big restaurant in the city." Yu Wendong came to the door. smiled.

"It's not easy for you to make some money, don't spend it randomly. Save some so that I can get you a wife later." The mother took the food from Yu Wendong's hand with a kind look on her face.

"Mom, the team's business is pretty good now. This month I helped with the case and got a red envelope of two hundred yuan. The salary is also quite good. When I get my lawyer's license, I will be able to make a lot of money. Then I will let you eat every day. Meat."

Yu Wendong received more than 3,000 yuan in his first month's salary. He was very satisfied. It was pretty good for a paralegal to earn so much money.

The basic salary of the lawyers in the team is only 5,000 yuan. Of course, they receive commissions, so it is normal for them to exceed 10,000 yuan per month. But paralegals are also good. When it comes to big cases, lawyer fees are high, and sometimes you can get a red envelope. It may not be 50 or 100, it all depends on the lawyer's mood.

Yu Wendong heard that Yun Qiao received red envelopes almost every month, and the most he received was more than 2,000 yuan in one month. He followed Lawyer Meng and three other lawyers to handle the case. When the lawyer's fees exceeded 50,000, Lao Meng and others would give him an appropriate red envelope. Of course it won't be too much. There is no way Lao Meng and others don't have much money, but Yu Wendong is very content.

"Okay, people are not kind to us, and we have to be worthy of the wages in our hands. Don't cause trouble for others, and work hard." My mother is an out-and-out farmer. She doesn't know a few Chinese characters, but she is very simple and upright. This is Yuwendong is like his mother.

"Mom, let's eat first. Have you steamed the rice? I'll buy you a rice cooker on Sunday, so you don't have to use an iron pot to steam the rice. The rice cooker is clean and convenient. You don't have to watch it, it will jump when it's cooked. Yu Wendong said with a smile.

"The rice has been steamed a long time ago. The rice cooker consumes a lot of electricity. I will go to the woods near the village to pick up a few pieces of wood to make a fire." My mother said no, but she actually wanted to buy one. Every time she visited her neighbor's house, she would When I saw other people using rice cookers, I thought that when my life improved, I would buy one too.

Soon, under the dim light in the house, the backs of a mother and son eating were printed on the window, talking and laughing, and it felt like home.

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Early on Saturday morning, Fang Yi went to the butcher shop set up by the birth company in the city and bought five kilograms of mutton slices and some sheep scorpions. I went to the vegetable market and bought some vegetables and fruits for shabu-shabu. It was already past ten o'clock when I got home.

When Fang Yi walked in, Yunmei had been here for more than half an hour, and had been preparing charcoal, copper pots, and dipping sauce with Xiaozhi.

"Xiao Zhi, do you have a big plate at home? Put it under the copper pot." Yun Mei said to Fang Anzhi in the kitchen.

"Aunt Yun, no need. When I bought a copper pot last time, the store put a copper plate just under the hot pot to catch the charcoal ashes." As he said that, Xiaozhi took out a large copper plate from the kitchen.

"This is good." After Yunmei took the copper plate, she glanced at it and placed it on the table, then placed the copper hot pot on it: "It's just right!"

"Hey! You are all busy. Have you lit the copper pot?" Fang Yi put a large bag of fruits, vegetables and mutton in his hand in the kitchen, turned around and walked out.

"No, I'm waiting for you." Yunmei said with a smile.

"When did you arrive?" Fang Yi looked at Yunmei, then reached out to take off the copper pot and took it into the kitchen: "Why not use an electric hot pot?"

"When we arrived a while ago, Xiaozhi said that the electric hot pot was boring." Yunmei replied, taking the charcoal over.

After the two lit the hot pot in the kitchen, Fang Yi placed the copper pot on the copper plate on the dining table and put some water into the copper plate to prevent it from getting too hot.

After a while, the room was filled with the smell of mutton-boiled meat.

While Fang Yi was eating, he glanced at Yunmei. The latter was rambling here and there, and was obviously a little confused. He didn't know what Xiaozhi meant by inviting him to dinner, or maybe he had experienced too much and had complicated thoughts. Zhi simply wanted to treat him.

Looking at Fang Anzhi, his little mouth has never been idle. He is at the age when a half-grown man would eat me to death. He ate more than two kilograms of mutton alone, not counting other vegetables and fruits.

The meal lasted for more than an hour. The two adults were distracted and lacked fighting ability, relying entirely on the strength of the junior high school students. At the end of the meal, Xiao Zhi burped and put down his chopsticks.

"Aunt Yun, I want to ask you about tea art." Xiao Zhi saw Yun Mei also put down her chopsticks and said to her.

"Okay." After Yunmei said that, she glanced at Fang Yi.

"Let's go to my dad's study. There are tea sets there. You can also take a look at my tea art. Let my dad clear the table." Xiaozhi said with a smile.

"You also know how to make tea? Who did you learn it from?" Yunmei asked in surprise.

"I'm self-taught. I often watched my dad make tea by himself, so I learned a little bit." With that said, Xiaozhi had already stood up and walked towards the study.

Yunmei blinked at Fang Yi and followed.