Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

The funeral went on in an orderly manner, and since everyone was mentally prepared, no one was too sad.

Hou Paolan stood beside Han Chunming and sighed.

"Alas, he was fine yesterday, but he died in the middle of the night. I said I would come over today to have a couple more drinks with the old man."

Han Chunming patted him on the shoulder.

"The old man passed away without much pain, which is a good thing."

The funeral ended three days later and everything returned to normal.

In a restaurant, Guan's father invited Han Chunyan and Polan Hou to dinner in the name of gratitude.

"Chunming, Mr. Hou, my father's funeral was very successful thanks to your help. Otherwise, it wouldn't have gone so smoothly and the old man wouldn't have been able to fulfill his wish before he passed away. Let me offer you a drink as a toast from our whole family. Thank you."

After saying that, the three members of the Guan family drank it in one gulp. Han Chunming and Polan Hou looked at each other and drank it too.

"I have called you Master for so many years. This is what I should do. There is nothing to thank me for."

Guan's father nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, you have a deeper relationship with the old man than he has with me. I am not qualified as a son, and I know that. But I have been working hard abroad, and I hope you can understand this."

The old man has passed away, and Han Chunming doesn't want to offend the Guan family.

"I understand. When you're working hard for your career, sometimes you just can't help yourself."

Guan's father smiled.

"It's best if you can understand. Besides, let's not talk about our relationship anymore. I have something I want to ask you for a favor."

Han Chunming thought about it.

"Okay, you tell me, I'll help if I can."

Guan's mother smiled.

"That's right, we are a family after all.

It's like this, Chunming, my husband and I have a friend abroad who has helped us a lot. He prefers antiques from our country.

I heard that you and Mr. Hou have a lot of them. Can you sell some to us? Don't worry about the price. It's definitely the highest price in the market. But I believe in our relationship. You won't cheat us, right?"

After hearing this, Guan Xiaoguan quickly grabbed Guan's mother.

"Mom, what are you doing? You didn't say you were buying antiques?"

Guan's mother had a stern face.

"Children should not interrupt when adults are talking. Do you understand the rules?"

Guan Xiaoguan felt a little headache after hearing what she said, because her mother just liked to make trouble.

Han Chunming smiled.

"Is this your idea? I also told you clearly that I don't have any antiques. I won't sell them even if you pay me. I want to leave these to my children. I'm sorry."

The Tattered Marquis followed up.

"I'm leaving mine to my grandchildren. I won't sell it either."

After being rejected, Guan's mother looked a little unhappy.

"Han Chunming, don't think I don't know that you've gotten a lot of good stuff from the old man in the past. Today we just want to spend money to buy a few things back, but you don't agree to it. Aren't you too greedy?"

Han Chunming threw down his chopsticks.

"Don't say I didn't take anything from the old man. Even if I did, it's what I deserve. If you come back earlier to take care of the old man, then all these things will be yours. You don't want to take care of the old man, but you covet his things. You are so old, you should have some shame."

This made Guan's mother so anxious that she wanted to bite someone.

"You're talking nonsense, Han Chunming. Didn't we send Xiaoguan back to take care of her grandfather? Stop teasing me with those words."

Han Chunming didn't want to argue with her anymore.

"Yes, yes, you sent Xiaoguan back a long time ago. You are filial, your filial piety is beyond words. Come on, I don't have time to argue with you, leave now."

After saying that, Han Chunming walked towards the door.

Guan's father hurriedly chased after him.

"Chunming, Chunming, don't be angry with her. She is just like that. You know that we don't want to buy anything from you. We just want you and Mr. Hou to help us check it out so that we don't buy fakes."

Han Chunming didn't want to give him any face at all.

"I don't have time. I still have to go to work. I haven't been there for several days."

Hou Palan waved his hands quickly.

"Don't look at me. I haven't been to those stores for a long time. I wonder if my daughter has ruined them."

Guan's mother yelled.

"Don't forget that the old man also gave you three things."

Han Chunming smiled.

"Yes, the old man gave me three things, but they were given by the old man. What does it have to do with you? You want to take them back? Okay, go talk to the old man."

Guan's mother cursed loudly.

"The old man is dead, where can I tell him? Can I ask questions to a dead person?"

Han Chunming pointed at her nose and yelled.

"Then what were you doing earlier? You had to wait until the old man was no longer able to come back. You know what you are thinking. You want to go back? Dream on. If you are not convinced, go and sue me. Anyway, I have witnesses. I am leaving. Don't call me. I am busy."

After cursing, Han Chunming and Polan Hou left.

Guan's father called out to Han Chunming several times but Han Chunming ignored him, so he turned around and scolded him.

"You, you, when will you change your mouth? Those things were given to Han Chunming's wife and children by the old man in front of us and with Mr. Hou as witness. How can you bring this up? What should we do now? Not only can we not buy the things, but now you can't even help to look at them. What can I say about you?"

Guan's mother knew she was in the wrong.

"I was telling the truth. Besides, if you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. We have it, right, Xiao Guan? You will help your parents, right?"

Guan Xiaoguan rolled his eyes and didn't look at them.

"Don't even think about it."

After saying that, Guan Xiaoguan took her bag and left.

Mother Guan pointed at Guan Xiaoguan angrily.

"Who do you think this child takes after? He's so stubborn."

Guan's father also rolled his eyes at her.

"Who? Her grandfather."

After leaving the restaurant, Han Chunming felt uncomfortable, so he took Hou Polan to his own restaurant, ordered a few dishes and a bottle of wine and started drinking.

"Chunming, you said that the old man was quite wise, but why did he give birth to such a thing and marry such a thing? I can't understand it."

Han Chunming raised his glass and clinked it with Hou Polan's.

"Guan Xiaoguan's father was not like this before, but everything has changed since he married her mother. Alas, the old man is unlucky to have such a pair of sons and daughters-in-law."

The ragged Hou smiled.

"Do you think Guan Xiaoguan will give the things in the old man's box to her parents?"

Han Chunming thought about it and shook his head.

"Probably not. I think Xiao Guan has a bit of the old man's shadow. She probably won't give the things to her parents. Otherwise, they wouldn't be in a hurry to buy them from us."

Hou Lan nodded.

"That's the truth. Then what are you going to do? Just break off relations with the Guan family?"

Han Chunming smiled.

"If Xiaoguan asks me for help in the future, I will help her if I can. As for her parents, forget it. They are the kind of people who can open a dyeing factory if they are given some color."

The broken Hou laughed.

"Very insightful, that's what I mean. Come on, let's go for it."