The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Time flies, and summer is over in a blink of an eye. As December arrives, the first snow of the year falls in Beijing.

In the courtyard, He Daqing came back with a woman and went to Liu Minghui's house in the front yard first.

When Liu Minghui opened the door, He Daqing handed him a handful of hard candies.

"Minghui, I'm going to host a banquet tomorrow, remember to come and have a couple of drinks."

Seeing Liu Minghui coming back, He Daqing said happily.

There was a woman following He Daqing, who looked quite old, probably in her thirties, and had an ordinary appearance. She followed He Daqing with a smile on her face.

"Congratulations, congratulations, I will definitely come tomorrow."

Liu Minghui thought that since he didn't have to go to work tomorrow, it would be nice to join in the fun.

"I won't introduce this."

He Daqing was also very happy after hearing this. He pointed at Liu Minghui and the woman beside him and introduced them, "This is Xiaolin's cousin. We are all family. Don't be too polite to him."

"Well, I see."

Upon hearing this, the other party nodded gracefully and smiled politely at Liu Minghui.

"Hello, aunt."

Upon hearing this, Liu Minghui also greeted the other party.

Then he looked at He Daqing and asked, "Have you arranged tomorrow's affairs? Do you need my help?"

Liu Minghui thought that he could still help with the ingredients.

He Daqing waved his hand and refused when he heard this.

"Don't underestimate me. I'm also a chef at this early hour. There are still people in this area of ​​​​Sijiu City. It shouldn't be difficult to buy some ingredients."

That's right, most chefs these days know each other, and in terms of teachers, He Daqing has quite a wide network of connections.

"That's fine. If that's the case, I'll ask Yu Li to go and help out tomorrow."

He Daqing smiled when he heard this, but he did not reject Liu Minghui's kindness.

After saying that, he took the hand of the woman next to him and went to the next house.

He Daqing had been searching for this person for half a year. He decided on the person after a matchmaker introduced him and He Yuzhu made careful inquiries.

Although the other party was a widow with a child, her family had all been destroyed and her life was not easy with a young son. It was through a matchmaker that she got in touch with He Daqing.

He Daqing also knew that although he had good conditions, he was really old and was not picky. It was rare to find someone he thought was suitable and who He Yuzhu and others did not object to.

As soon as they reached an agreement, they got the certificate and brought the person back to be identified.

"This He Daqing is really blessed. This is his third marriage."

Yan Bugui held the wedding candy given by He Daqing in his hand and muttered with envy.

"Well, you old fool, are you envious too? I think you can do it too."

When Aunt Yang heard this, she pinched Yan Bugui's ear and said angrily.

"Hey, let go, I was just talking, why would I think about these things."

In the Intermediate Court, after receiving He Daqing's invitation, Yi Zhonghai agreed with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Lao He. We will go there tomorrow."

As for the Jia family, Jia Zhang did not go out, but Qin Huairu opened the door. When she saw He Daqing with a woman, she smiled and said, "Uncle He, I congratulate you. I will come to help you tomorrow."

When Yu Li got home from get off work, Liu Minghui told her about this.

Yu Li was very curious when she heard this and asked, "Will Zhuzi agree to this?"

"Why not? Maybe he picked the person. After all, it's better for him to help find a good one than to let his father find one himself. After all, if He Daqing is kidnapped by someone like the White Widow again, the He family will really be famous."

Liu Minghui saw clearly that He Daqing was old but his heart was young. As the saying goes, what you can't get will always make you restless. Suppressing He Daqing might backfire.

That's why He Yuzhu took the initiative to do everything, from finding a matchmaker to inquiring for information.

"What you said makes sense. Okay, I'll go help you tomorrow."

Nothing happened that night, and it was the next morning.

Although this was He Daqing's third marriage, the scene was still quite lively. The courtyard was bustling with activity early in the morning, especially the backyard, where a house that originally belonged to a deaf old lady was bought by He Daqing.

It has been decorated at this time and is covered with wedding characters.

He Daqing also invited quite a few guests today, some of whom were workers from the steel rolling mill, as well as a good friend of He Daqing when he was a chef in the old city of Beijing.

Nowadays, most of them are chefs in restaurants.

He Daqing was not a young man, and he had no intention of making it too grand. After all, he was just treating people to a meal and collecting some gifts.

It’s not that fancy. After all, the heroine stayed at He Daqing’s house last night.

I heard that they were originally renting a house, and the other party was very straightforward and moved directly into the courtyard house.

"Haha, Lao He, congratulations."

"Congratulations."

"You're welcome. Let's have a couple more drinks at noon. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We can't be polite."

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He Daqing was being polite to everyone he interacted with, and Liu Minghui didn't get involved. He just sat aside and watched, holding his son.

Yu Li went to help early in the morning. The head chef was of course He Yuzhu. After all, the He family only had two chefs, so there was no need to invite a chef from outside.

All the free women in the Siheyuan went to help. This was the norm in the Siheyuan. Even things like bowls, chopsticks, tables and chairs were brought from door to door.

Nowadays, whether it is getting married or doing anything else, most of the time, neighbors help each other. If you help me this time, I will return the favor next time.

"Tsk tsk, Uncle He is still a role model for our generation."

Xu Damao was sitting next to Liu Minghui and was deeply impressed by the scene.

I don’t know if I don’t want to envy He Daqing.

"What? You are envious. You can also not be."

Liu Minghui said with a smile upon hearing this.

"Hiss, forget it, forget it."

When Xu Damao heard this, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and he repeatedly refused in a low voice.

To be honest, Xu Damao really wanted to, but his physical condition did not allow it.

Whenever Xu Damao thought of his illness, he felt uncomfortable. It was because of this that Xu Damao, as the deputy section chief, would have kicked Li Guihua out long ago.

It’s a pity that before the problem of infertility is solved, Xu Damao still cannot fall out with Li Guihua. After all, this way he still has a backup plan.

At least you don’t need to worry about retirement issues in the future.

"Don't be so obsessed with what's in the pot. Your wife is pretty good. At least she keeps the house in good order."

Liu Minghui patted Xu Damao on the shoulder and comforted him.

At noon, everyone sat down one by one. He Daqing didn't say anything else. After a few words, he announced the start of the meal.

Although Liu Minghui is a junior, he is the highest-ranking cadre in the hospital. He Daqing arranged him to sit at the main table, and Xu Damao was also invited to sit together.