Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 520 Fenjiu
"Uncle Xiaoyu, this is what the husband and wife did wrong. I will ask them to apologize to you."

After finishing speaking, he glared at the couple who were standing beside him motionless: "Come here and apologize!"

"No need, I didn't understand this matter." Uncle Xie's heart was no longer so angry when he looked at his intact nephew. There's no need to hang around there anymore.

Seeing that Uncle Xie's family was not angry anymore, Uncle Zhao hurriedly changed the subject and asked if he had eaten?After getting the reply that he didn't have time to eat, he looked at the couple with hatred: "Uncle Xie's family came all the way to see Xiaoyu, what are you doing? Why don't you hurry up and prepare meals!"

"Okay, okay!" The husband and wife knew that what they did was not authentic enough, so they didn't dare to say more at this time.

Hurry up to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find something to entertain Uncle Xie's family.

Seeing the husband and wife's eagerness to cook all the things at home, Uncle Xie hurriedly waved his hands: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, just make do with it."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the food on the table: "I think you can eat, you don't need to do anything else, I just eat along with you."

"How can I do that, uncle, you ran all the way here, how can I give you this."

Zhang Yu cleaned up the unfinished food on the table, poured two more glasses of water, and asked Uncle Zhao to sit with his uncle for a while.

"Uncle, you can rest here for a while, and I will go over to help." Zhang Yu left the main room without waiting for Uncle Xie's answer.

It's just that he didn't go directly to the kitchen to help, but went back to his room first, opened the cabinet and took out some bacon and sausages from it.

Speaking of which, these bacon and sausages were prepared before he was kidnapped, and they were originally intended to be used for his little uncle's birthday.

But I never expected that those things would happen, the little uncle's birthday party was so sloppy, and it was useless, and it has been kept until now.

After taking the bacon and sausages, Zhang Yu took out some pickled pickles from the jar. He felt that his uncle would definitely like these.

Sure enough, Uncle Xie's eyes lit up when he saw the pickles that Zhang Yu brought over.

Looking at his appearance, Zhang Yu also smiled: "I knew that Uncle, you must like this one."

He remembered that when he lived in the Northeast, his uncle had pickles in every meal.

The eldest aunt even complained to herself, saying that the uncle is just a strange person, he doesn't like to eat good dishes, and holds his jar of pickled vegetables as a treasure every day, and if others pick up two extra chopsticks, he will feel distressed for a long time.

"Uncle, how about you try my handicraft too?"

Looking at the tempting pickles in front of him, Uncle Xie felt that there was no need for other dishes.

"It's the pickles pickled by Xiaoyu, so I have to try it out." Uncle Xie laughed while talking, but what made him happy was not just the pickles, but the little nephew's ability to remember his own preferences. .

Seeing Zhang Yu coming, Uncle Zhao said, "Uncle Xie, I have to go to work today, so I'll take my leave first."

After speaking, he said to Zhang Yu: "Xiaoyu, treat your uncle well."

"Don't! Uncle Zhao, you go after dinner!" Zhang Yu hurriedly asked to stay.

"I have eaten, I have eaten at home, you two talk, I have to go to work."

After speaking, he went out.

After Uncle Zhao left, Zhang Yu and Uncle chatted about being kidnapped for a while.

After Uncle Xie learned the news that Mr. Wu had escaped, he scolded the person responsible for transferring them for being irresponsible, while worrying about Zhang Yu's safety.

He made up his mind in his heart that he must visit a few more friends this time, and pick up his old connections.

Who is not good at attacking, dare to touch his little nephew, this is to look at their Xie family, is there no one?
That person surnamed Wu better pray that he doesn't bump into his hand, otherwise...

Looking at the uncle exuding "yin energy" all over his body, Zhang Yu felt a little uncomfortable for a while. In his impression, the uncle has always been that gentle and refined person. He never thought that he could have such an aura. This aura is comparable to Uncle Wu and the others are much stronger.

Looking at the aura of the uncle, Zhang Yu suddenly became curious about his past, wondering what kind of person the uncle was before?
Uncle Xie's family looked at the little nephew who was in a daze because of thinking about something, and was a little worried that he had frightened him, so he quickly withdrew his momentum.

It's because that bastard surnamed Wu is too irritating, otherwise he wouldn't be out of control. Look, he scared his little nephew.

"Uncle, I'm fine." Looking at the concern in his uncle's eyes, Zhang Yu, who came back to his senses, waved his hands hastily, indicating that he was fine.

The uncle of the Xie family didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and turned to look at Zhao Wenzhuo and Zhang Guifang who were busy in the kitchen, smelling the fragrance coming from inside, and said to Zhang Yu: "Xiaoyu, go tell your sister-in-law and uncle Say, I'm not an outsider, so don't be so polite, just make do with it, it's too wasteful to cook so many dishes."

This time, without waiting for Zhang Yu's answer, Zhang Guifang, who brought over the prepared dishes, directly retorted: "That's impossible, Xiaoyu's uncle, you came all the way, how can we be perfunctory? It’s fine, it’ll be fine soon.”

After Zhang Guifang finished speaking, she went back to work in the kitchen, and after a while, three more dishes were brought over.

At this moment, Zhao Wenzhuo also came out of the kitchen. He pointed to the dishes on the table, and said with some embarrassment: "The food is a bit crude, let's make do with it, and I'll go to the state-run restaurant to order some dishes at noon?"

"It's good, it's good, it's already good." Uncle Xie looked at the four dishes on the table and waved his hands again and again, indicating that the food was already very good.

"Then let's start! Uncle Xiaoyu, try this, it was brought back by Xiaoyu."

"..."

Looking at the food on the table, Zhang Yu thought for a while, then went back to the room, and took out a bottle of Fenjiu from the space.

Looking at the Fen wine that Zhang Yu took out, the eyes of the two men suddenly lit up again, and Zhao Wenzhuo happily patted Zhang Yu's shoulder with a pair of big hands: "It's Xiaoyu who understands us men!"

After speaking, he quickly took the bottle of wine from his hand, smiled and shared it with Uncle Xie's family.

Zhang Guifang looked at the man who loved wine more than anything, and smiled helplessly.

Forget it, let's make an exception today and ignore him.

After taking a sip, Uncle Xie's family sighed: "Hey! If you want me to say, this wine has to be Fenjiu. The Moutai that is emerging now is lacking a little flavor."

"Yes, yes, you have to drink Fenjiu." Zhao Wenzhuo agreed very much with Uncle Xie's words.

The two men looked at each other and smiled, feeling each other's taste and their own taste.

(End of this chapter)