Siheyuan: Fatty’s Counterattack

It was only 1978, and this girl Chen Mengqi actually disliked celebrating the Spring Festival.

"What? It's so boring. Everywhere on the street is deserted. The adults at home are so busy with their work that they put a big fish and meat on the table. I'm tired of it!"

This girl... the fat man pinched her nose lovingly and wouldn't let go: "Look at your Versailles look."

Chen Mengqi finally broke free from her old father's hands and made faces at him while running: "That's right, setting off firecrackers is fun."

The fat man sighed: "Don't be ignorant of your blessings. Just take a deep breath like me, smell it, and smell it carefully!"

Although Chen Mengqi looked confused, she still did it. After smelling it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out why. She scratched her head and said to her father: "Apart from the smell of firecrackers and food, is there nothing else?"

The fat man inhaled and exhaled deeply; inhaled and exhaled: "But I smell the smell of the New Year, the smell of the New Year."

The smell of Chinese New Year? Chen Mengqi was completely confused. What does the Chinese New Year feel like? Isn't it just to wear new clothes, and then the whole family will get together, watch the party, have dinner, and then send New Year greetings to relatives one by one. Before the red envelope is warmed in the pocket, her mother is going to go, euphemistically called it What’s the point of “keeping it to pay your tuition”!

The fat man gently touched her head and said, "I had a dream. I dreamed that we had achieved the four modernizations. At that time, there were high-rise buildings everywhere and the streets were full of cars. But you know that during the New Year? How did it go?"

Chen Mengqi shook her head. She still can't imagine what it will be like in 2023...

The fat man was a little nostalgic and a little lost: "In those days, the relationship between people was not as close as it is now. High-rise buildings also isolated distant relatives as close neighbors, and even relatives were no longer as close as they are now. I love to move around so much. The dishes that can only be eaten during the New Year now can be eaten at any time if you want, so there is one less thing to look forward to. Fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed to be set off in the city, even on New Year’s Eve. It's deserted at night; parties are becoming more and more commercial, with more and more singing and fewer and fewer other elements..."

Chen Mengqi understood: "Dad, is that the flavor of the year you said is gone?"

The fat man rubbed Chen Mengqi's head approvingly: "You are so smart, you are worthy of being my big baby!"

Chen Mengqi is ten years old this year, and she knows she is shy. She twists her little body and says, "Daddy, please give me money to buy cannons!"

Buying cannons, no problem; the fat man gave her 5 yuan: "Don't buy it alone. Let your brother Cao Hao lead you there, so you won't be bullied."

Chen Mengqi took the money and said quickly: "I know!" Then with a swish, she disappeared...

The fat man stood in the corridor, watching the children playing in the distance, and remained silent for a long time.

After finally regaining his composure, he turned around and found Yu Li standing about two steps behind him.

The fat man was surprised: "How long have you been here?"

"What are you two whispering about?"

The fat man stretched out his hand and pulled her over: "I didn't say anything, we were just discussing what the flavor of the New Year is."

"How old is she? She is a little brat, and she is still discussing?"

The fat man was anxious: "I have said this to you so many times, but why is it still like this! She is no longer young, we can no longer treat her as a child!"

Yu Li snorted and threw away his hand: "I want it! Your theory can't convince me!"

Ah this...

As soon as the two entered the house, the eldest sister stopped them: "What's going on? Why are you arguing during the Chinese New Year?"

The fat man chuckled: "No, no, I'm just arguing about Chen Mengqi's education."

Speaking of this, Chen Rong also had a headache: "I feel that I can't teach Cao Hao anymore. What they are learning now is too deep, and it is very difficult for me to tutor him."

Yu Li glanced at the fat man and said, "Let him teach! He can even teach a 24-year-old girl, let alone a 12-year-old boy!"

The fat man heard that her emphasis was on "big girl" and "boy". It seemed that Gong Qian's incident was not over yet.

On the contrary, Chen Rong was confused: "24 years old? Who is 24 years old?"

"..."

In the past few years, during the Chinese New Year, I have been at my parents’ house at noon and at my own house in the evening.

Silly Zhu and Xu Damao have also been celebrating the New Year at Fatty's house for several years.

Fatty knew that Silly Zhu had no place to go. He Yuyu had to serve the police uncle and his family, and he had to take care of two children, so he couldn't take care of him at all;

But don’t Xu Damao’s parents live in the suburbs of Beijing? Why doesn’t he go home to celebrate the New Year?

That's because as soon as he comes home, the old couple won't stop talking about their nonsense.

Talking about Qin Jingru, talking about Lou Xiao'e, talking about the problem of whether to lay eggs or not, they don't want to find the root cause of the problem;

If that was all, they would always have to talk about Xu Xiyue.

He said that Xu Damao had eaten too much pork and was deceived. Instead of giving birth to a child, he went to hug someone else's daughter to raise. He just hugged someone else's daughter, and he came back with a loser and raised someone else's daughter as his own. He also said that he Who are you following with such a heartless attitude?

So Xu Damao simply didn't go back. That's putting it lightly, he also wants to hold a boy back, and he also wants to have a son himself, but is there one? No! OK? no, sorry!

Today, Silly Zhu insists on showing off his skills to everyone. He wants to challenge his own weakness: "Fat thief, today I want you to see the Shandong cuisine I cook, nine-turn large intestine!"

The fat man took a look at the raw materials he brought. There was nothing wrong with the selection of intestines. They were all intestines. They were also processed very cleanly, in the same way as Shandong cuisine in Jinan Prefecture.

Speaking of which, we must talk about the fusion factions in the capital. It seems that whether it is Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, or Shandong cuisine, certain improvements have been made since entering the capital.

The most obvious thing is that it is sweeter and less sour. I like to use sesame sauce and sweet noodle sauce.

Take Shandong cuisine as an example. Jinan cuisine is mainly salty, with a little sour or bitter taste, but it must be eaten at the end.

But what does the Beijing style pay attention to? It’s sweet, or called toutian, which means you can taste a strong sweetness in the first bite.

Take the dish of Jiuzuan Large Intestine as an example. The Beijing style often does not process it so cleanly, and the obvious smell of organs can be tasted.

But this is wrong. Many people cannot accept it. Many restaurants no longer do this. For example, Shazhu has made improvements today.

When the fat man saw that he was about to put the intestines into the pot, he quickly stopped him: "The first step was wrong."

Silly Zhu was still unconvinced: "Hey Thief Sun! I am studying under a famous master. I learned the art from my father at Fengze Garden!"

"The master who taught you must be hiding something, just like you, a weakling!"