"It smells so good!"

Du Chunhua uncovered the lid of the stew pot, smelled the rich fragrance with an intoxicating look on his face, and then scooped a small piece of beef from it with a spoon, and tasted it before even cooling. As soon as the tender and juicy beef was put into the mouth, he immediately praised it with a vague expression: "Little, don't poke this."

"Sister, when will you speak Pujiang dialect?"

"Go! I mean you are a good beef stewed with red wine." Du Chunhua was still unhappy after eating it. He found a small bowl and scooped out a few pieces of beef with soup. He smiled and said, "From tomorrow, the kitchen at home will be left to you to take care of. I will make this dish for me every day."

"This took a long time. I started to make it this morning as soon as I came here. I stewed it for five or six hours. If I cook it every day, I am afraid that Jinyan will become hungry."

"So troublesome? It'll be done once a week."

"Sister, you are here to help me, don't just focus on stealing food."

"Where did I steal it? I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to cook, so I poisoned people to death, so I tried the poison with my body and tried the taste in advance." Du Chunhua finished the beef with a smile, picked up another fresh shrimp tempura and tasted it, and praised, "It tastes pretty good, no wonder Wenxiu called to eat this. Brother, where did you learn these cooking skills?"

"RB has many food TV programs that specialize in cooking. I think cooking is fun, and sometimes I'm bored and I'll learn by myself."

"What's so fun about cooking? You're tired and annoying. You're so bored."

"Is that right? I think you are very happy every time you cook for Jinyan."

"Cooking for your son, and watching him grow up every day, I am happy." Du Chunhua smiled sweetly and said naturally: "You will know when you have a child in the future. You will definitely be a hundred times happier than cooking now."

Du Qiu was silent, with a little sore nose, but her heart was warm, because it was not him who learned cooking skills compared to TV programs, but Du Chunhua, who lived leisurely ten years later, had the praise of beef stewed with red wine. In fact, she studied it for a long time after watching the movie "Julie and Julia". Tonight, she just did it as a second dealer.

"Sister, have you and your brother-in-law quarreled recently?"

Du Chunhua, who was tasting fresh vegetable tempura, froze his wrist and then said as if nothing had happened: "I had a few arguments a while ago about a small matter, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it just looks like the atmosphere between you two is a bit weird, it seems to be a cold war."

"There are no couples in the world who don't engage in a cold war. You will know when you get married in the future. You can make a fuss about trivial matters." Du Chunhua seemed to lose her appetite, put half of the fresh vegetable tempura into a bowl, put it next to the gas stove, and used gossip to change the topic, saying: "Actually, you don't need to get married, you will know after dating. Have you really had a girlfriend in RB before?"

"No."

Du Qiu regretted mentioning this topic. It is a social taboo to talk about it briefly. He has only been a social taboo with his parents for five days. His mother is fine, but at least he has a "sibling" relationship as a foundation. Even if he says the wrong thing, it doesn't matter. His father completely treats him as a stranger and dares to talk about a little sensitive topic. He can only make jokes to slowly enhance love and understanding. Intimate matters like husband and wife relationships are not something he should interfere or be able to interfere now. If he insists on interfering, it will only backfire, allowing the two to hide the conflict deeper and bring more trouble.

The room fell into a brief silence. After a few seconds, Du Chunhua raised his hand and looked at his watch, saying, "It's already 6:10, they should be around, I'll leave first."

"Sister, didn't you agree to have dinner together?"

"I'm not familiar with them and don't understand the business of your company. Staying here will ruin the atmosphere. Let's have dinner together when you get familiar with it." Du Chunhua stood at the kitchen door, pointed to the shopping bag placed in the corner of the living room, and reminded him: "When I came, I bought two bottles of wine in the department store. You can open it for them to drink later. Do not get drunk."

Du Qiu nodded, opened the cabinet, took a steel lunch box from it, and said, "Sister, I stew a lot of beef. You can bring some back, so you don't have to cook by yourself at night."

"You have a conscience! Decorate me more soup, the soup tastes better than meat..."

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside. Du Chunhua turned around, raised his fingers, and shrewd like a thief who was swaying, signaling Du Qiu to prepare beef quickly, and then walked over and opened the door. The three partners came, and Jiang Danfeng also came with her. She was standing at the end. When she saw Du Chunhua's expression slightly moved, she greeted her first: "Sister Chunhua, are you here too?"

"I heard that I wanted to cook and treat myself. I was afraid that he would not have a good cooking skills, so I came over to take a look." Du Chunhua smiled and called them in, then picked up the scarf and handbag hanging on the wall, and said, "According to my observation just now, I cook better than me. If you have a good night, you must eat and drink well. Don't be polite."

"Sister Chunhua, don't you eat with us?"

"I really want to stay for free, but my baby son is still hungry at home, so I won't be with you." Du Chunhua made an excuse with a natural expression, then opened his bag, took out a few flat red card envelopes from it, and said, "The Spring Festival is coming soon. When I helped the leaders of the municipal party committee write Spring Festival couplets today, I also wrote a few pairs for you. I wish you a new year, a happy life, and a successful career in advance."

Several partners knew that Du Qiu's calligraphy was learned from "sister", and he was "trafficked" after only learning it for more than a year. But even so, his calligraphy is still quite considerable and can be used as a signboard for notepads. If you reason like this, Du Chunhua's calligraphy level will definitely be higher. Now that I heard that even the leaders of the municipal party committee are asking for calligraphy, they immediately confirmed their previous guesses and took them with both hands with a flattering attitude.

"Student Jiang, last time I was having dinner, I said I would like to invite you as an interpreter. I guess you should be here tonight, so I also wrote a picture for you. If it is not written well, please don't make a joke."

"I have it too? Thank you Sister Chunhua." Jiang Danfeng was a little surprised and took it with both hands like others, saying, "Sister Chunhua calls me Danfeng. My family and friends shout like this. When I shout about my classmates, I always feel like I am a primary school student named by the teacher."

"Okay, I'll call you Danfeng in the future."

"Sister, I've packed it. Be careful on the way and don't spill the soup out." Du Qiu walked out of the kitchen with a lunch box in a plastic bag and greeted: "Don't stand and sit casually. The tea leaves and cups are on the desk in the bedroom. You have to drink tea and make it yourself. Brother Hai, help bring the stool over there."

Seeing that the scene was mixed and not messy, everything was in order, Du Chunhua felt relieved and put on a scarf and prepared to leave. Before going out, she grimaced at Du Qiu with her back to everyone, and then said with a smile: "Danfeng, you will not be yelled by your classmates in the future. Wenxiu and the others call me brother, just shout, don't be restrained... Oh, I'm leaving, if I don't leave, I will drive me with a broom, bye."

"Goodbye Sister Chunhua."

Su Wenxiu was curious and immediately started to unpack the envelope as soon as the door was closed. She wanted to see Du Chunhua's calligraphy in advance. After opening it, she found that it was a five-character couplet. The first couplet was to rub spring and add literary style, the second couplet was to cut snow and add beautiful colors, the horizontal banner was to orchid heart, and the font was to use regular script, which was elegant and peaceful, elegant and graceful, like crystal clear and flawless pearls, like the ephemeral blooming under the moon.

"Du Qiu, your sister's handwriting is so beautiful, I like it very much."

"Sister Chunhua is really attentive. Not only does the handwriting look good, but your name is also embedded in it." After reading it, Wang Huihui became curious and began to unpack her envelopes. She said while she opened it: "The two words in my name overlap. I wonder what Sister Chunhua wrote?"

Instead of unpacking his envelope, Jiang Danfeng carefully put it in his handbag and asked, "Mr. Du Qiu, does your sister's handwriting seem to be completely different from yours?"

"My sister specializes in Mrs. Wei's small calligraphy. I am a hodgepodge. I learn everything and I don't know anything."

Wang Huihui's envelope wrote a four-character couplet. The first couplet is to see the sea in the heart, the second couplet is to recognize people with a wise eye, and the horizontal banner is to have a special liking. This couplet is not as elegant as Su Wenxiu, but it has a lot of meaning. It embeds the relationship between her and Su Wenhai. Wang Huihui also likes it very much. He raised it up with both hands to demonstrate to Su Wenhai. Su Wenhai smiled and was eager to tear off his own. At this time, Du Qiu walked out of the kitchen with a stew pot and said, "Brother Hai, don't tear it off first. The table is too narrow, be careful of oil stains."

When Su Wenhai heard this, he immediately stopped his hand and handed the envelope to Wang Huihui. Jiang Danfeng took advantage of the opportunity of them packing up the Spring Festival couplets and walked a few steps to observe the decorations in the house. He saw that the bedroom, kitchen and bathroom were very small, with only wooden beds, wardrobe, desk, dining table, and chairs. Except for the computer on the desk and the electric heating stove next to it, there was no common modern appliances such as refrigerators, TVs, and washing machines. The whole house was neat and clean, spotless, but there was no human touch, and there was a feeling of coldness and loneliness. This made her inexplicably think of the words she discussed in the afternoon - either choose to be alone or vulgar.

"Jiang Danfeng, come and sit with Wenxiu. Everyone is young, and they don't care about seating." Wang Huihui packed up the Spring Festival couplets, greeted Jiang Danfeng, sat down next to Su Wenhai and asked, "Sister Chunhua knows many leaders in the city?"

"I heard from my sister that every year the Children's Palace organizes teachers who know calligraphy to write Spring Festival couplets, and then give them to the leaders in the city to get a prize. In fact, I can't meet the leaders." Du Chunhua wrote several Spring Festival couplets to give favors, and then deliberately said that words, obviously to help Du Qiu support the scene. Of course, he would not waste his mother's kindness and said inadvertently: "My sister's handwriting is more in line with the aesthetics of women. A few days ago, a director's wife came to ask her to write a wedding invitation for her daughter, so I guess I may know several leaders' families, and the leaders themselves shouldn't know much."

In many cases, it is more useful to know the leader’s family than to know the leader himself…

"Du Qiu, I heard from Wenxiu that you are going to hire a part-time salesman. I was idle at home during the winter vacation. Can I come to work here?"

"Yes, the salesman is better, so I just need to turn back and ask Wenxiu to sign a contract with you." Du Qiu agreed while serving the last dish on the table, then pointed to the corner of the wall and said, "Brother Hai, you have two bottles of wine behind you, please help me get it."

Su Wenhai picked up the shopping bag and opened it and found that one bottle was Maotai and the other bottle was imported dry red. He was a good wine person and said happily: "Tonight's food is good, and the wine is good. We must open our stomachs and have a good meal, and we will have a good meal and never return without getting drunk!"

"It's okay to drink a lot, but it's not okay to get drunk. If you can't finish it, take it home and lie in the quilt." Du Qiu took out a few paper cups and asked when he was distributing it, "Jiang Danfeng, can you drink wine?"

"Can drink."

Du Qiu uses beef stewed with red wine as the main dish, and Japanese cuisine as the supplementary dish, including meat, shrimp, meat and vegetables. Although it is not as exquisite as in a hotel, it has a unique flavor. Several people sit on plastic stools without backrests, surrounding the shaky folding dining table. In the small house without air conditioning, eating and drinking, while chatting around the world. The temperature is a bit cold, but the atmosphere is very warm.

Jiang Danfeng was good at grasping the sense of interpersonal relationships and began to look a little reserved, but he quickly let go. He smiled like a flower and spoke like a pearl. It took only a while to dissolve the sense of barriers from the first meeting. When she was halfway through, she unbuttoned the windbreaker, held a paper cup to toast Du Qiu with a glass of wine, and asked with her eyes: "Du Qiu, can you help me make a notepad? It's the kind of kraft paper."

"Yes, what do you want to write?"

"It's easy, I'll want whatever you write."

This girl is pretty good at showing off her charm...

The movement is like waves, the ups and downs are like mountains, and the figure is really good...
Chapter completed!