Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 103 The Third Uncle's Version of "Learning to Meow"

"Mom." Yu Dongqing yelled, quickened her pace, and Liu Fenglan also saw her son, and came up to her with a smile.

"Mom, it's such a cold day, don't catch a cold when you stand up." Yu Dongqing said.

"Hehe, are you okay?" Liu Fenglan looked at her son lovingly, and then turned to her little granddaughter who was standing aside.

"This is Tongtong? I haven't seen her grow so big in a few years."

"Tongtong, quickly call grandma." Yu Dongqing hurriedly urged.

"Grandma." The little girl looked at the strange old man in front of her, and called out crisply.

"Hey." Liu Fenglan's wrinkled face suddenly cheered up, and she held up her little hand: "Go, go home, grandma made you delicious food."

Yu Dongqing carried the luggage, and the three of them entered the village.

The current countryside has undergone new rural construction, and its appearance has been greatly improved. There is a straight concrete road, the walls on both sides are snow-white, and there are some traditional Chinese paintings such as plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and the houses are also completely new.

But what has not changed is the style of the house, which is still the traditional "half covered" house in the Guanzhong area.

The three of them entered a courtyard in the village, which is a small farmyard that is very common in rural areas.

The red-lacquered gate is inlaid with colorful bricks, which is the five words "home and everything are prosperous." After entering, there are four bright and clean blue-brick houses with wing rooms on both sides. The small yard is cleaned very cleanly. What has changed is that there are two jujube trees planted by the wall.

Yu Dongqing remembered that the two jujube trees had grown up when she was a child, and she would often eat them secretly with a broom when the jujubes were not yet ripe, and was often scolded by her mother.

Although the current jujube trees have no leaves in winter, their branches are still luxuriant.

This reminded Yu Dongqing of Lu Xun's famous saying: "In my backyard, I can see two trees outside the wall, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree."

After Yu Dongqing put down her luggage, Liu Fenglan greeted her attentively: "Are you hungry? I cooked you your favorite childhood "Big Dao Noodles."

Yu Dongqing almost drools when he heard it. In Yanjing, he eats the oil-splashed noodles and simmered noodles in the Guanzhong area of ​​Qin Province, even the Bangbang noodles and paste noodles that are popular in the south of Qin Province, and the mutton noodles that are popular in the north. However, I have never eaten big knife noodles.

"Tongtong, go with Dad to eat the big knife noodles made by grandma!"

Yu Dongqing said to her daughter with a smile.

Big Dao Noodles is one of the traditional delicacies in Huayin area, with a long history and rich cultural connotations; it is rolled with a pair of sticks and cut with a guillotine (big knife), hence the name.

In Huayin, there is a saying "the noodle restaurant in front of the Yamen", which means that this Dadao noodle restaurant once opened in front of the Fuyamen, which also shows the long history of Dadao Noodles.

The reason why it is called "big knife noodles" is that the knife used to cut the noodles is very large, almost like an authentic guillotine.Speaking of "guillotine", people who are over 40 years old who have lived in the countryside will understand that it is a knife originally used to cut hay for livestock. Of course, the current guillotine is specially used for cutting noodles.

Hand-made noodles, served with traditional simmered rice - stir-fry the homemade soybean bean paste with warm oil to produce a rich sauce aroma, add green onion and ginger, add diced tofu, vermicelli, add soup, and simmer over low heat .

Yu Dongqing looked at the big porcelain bowl brought by his mother, which was golden and red, and the sauce was overflowing, and his appetite was whetted immediately. He poured balsamic vinegar, oil and spicy peppers, and his stomach was in a hurry. Within a few minutes, a large bowl of noodles was eaten .

The stomach is warm and comfortable.

Looking at her daughter, she was also sitting on a small stool and eating noodles, sweating profusely.

"Where's my dad?" Yu Dongqing asked, and he hasn't seen his dad yet.

"He went to the west of the village to help your uncle Honggang's house. His youngest son will marry a wife tomorrow. Your second and third uncles have all gone," Liu Fenglan explained.

Uncle Honggang's name is Yu Honggang, and he is close to Yu Dongqing's father, Yu Hongjun, who is the grandson of his first grandfather.

In fact, half of the entire Beizhai Village is surnamed Yu, and they are all related to each other, and they go to help anyone with anything.

Yu Dongqing's father, Yu Hongjun, used to be a cook, so everyone in the village asked him to help with weddings and funerals.

As soon as Yu Dongqing heard this, she became interested, so she said to her mother: "I'll go to see my Uncle Hong Gang too?"

"You go, it's very lively there, after I clean up the house, I'll go there later."

Yu Dongqing took her daughter's little hand, walked out of the gate, and walked towards the east of the village. Before walking a mile, she heard a man's high-pitched singing from a yard not far away.

Let Haitian gather energy for me
to blaze new trails

run for my ideal
"Men be self-improvement"!
The third uncle's voice!
Yu Dongqing quickened her pace.

In a courtyard at the east end of the village, the door was wide open, and people were shaking and laughing, just like the Chinese New Year. Yu Dongqing took her daughter over, and people she knew immediately greeted her.

"Holly, come back for the New Year?"

"Yeah, Uncle Jianguo, you're back for the New Year."

In fact, Yu Dongqing graduated from high school and went to university, and later worked in other places. It was not long before he came back, and many people were not familiar with him. He knew that he was from the village but could not be called by their names, but they all greeted him warmly.

Entering the courtyard, the owner greeted him immediately,

"Holly, you're back." It was Yu Honggang who spoke, wearing a leather jacket, blushing and handing Yu Dongqing a cigarette.

"Thank you, Uncle, I don't smoke." Yu Dongqing politely declined: "Where's my dad?"

"He took people to the town to buy things, you find a place to sit. Don't go back at night, eat."

In Huayin, a child's marriage is a big event, and it is usually prepared three days in advance, not only to help, but also to some families, so it is very lively.

Yu Dongqing said Uncle Honggang, you go to work, and I just sit around, but Yu Honggang is not polite, and he said a few more words and then went to work on his own.

There was a shed in the yard, and there were tables inside. Yu Dongqing randomly found an empty seat and sat down, and greeted the laugher next to him.

Although it is winter, there is a coal-burning brazier under each table and it doesn't feel too cold.

Yu Dongqing saw the third uncle Yu Hongguang who was singing hard on the temporary stage in the west of the yard.

After singing "A Man Should Be Self-improvement", there was a burst of applause and applause. Yu Hongguang did not step down, but sang the divine song on the Internet:
Let's learn to meow together
Meow meow meow meow meow
prank in front of you

oops meow meow meow meow

Yu Dongqing was dumbfounded.

This is the first time I heard someone sing this sweet song as Hong Zhong Dalu. This is not a cat, but a tiger
This reminded Yu Dongqing of Uncle Teng who washed the music world bloodily in time and space.

But it still won a lot of applause, especially when a wrinkled peasant woman sitting next to Yu Dongqing clapped her hands very loudly, which caught Yu Dongqing's attention.

"Who is she? I don't think I've seen it before?" Yu Dongqing asked the person next to her in a low voice.

"Hey Zhang Sulian, Widow Zhang, lives in the south of the village."

She is Widow Zhang? !
She doesn't look very good, she might as well be my third mother, making my third uncle obsessed?

Yu Dongqing looked carefully at the smiling Widow Zhang again, and suddenly understood the reason.

Because from the eyes of this unattractive peasant woman, Yu Dongqing could see the look of admiration for the man on the stage.

Yu Hongguang felt a little tired after singing several songs in succession, so he stepped off the stage to have a rest, and immediately started to play popular songs from the temporarily hung speakers in the yard.

It has a lot of power and is a bit noisy, but this is what happens in rural areas, and it is lively.

When Yu Hongguang stepped off the stage, Yu Dongqing quickly stood up and waved. Yu Hongguang walked over with a smile when he saw it.

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