Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Unpleasant Feelings
Han Fafa and Cui Dahai have known each other since childhood because of their parents' relationship.
Our relationship has always been pretty good.
Han Fafa is the youngest son of Mr. Han. He is fifty years old and three years younger than Cui Dahai.
Over the years, wherever he went, Han Fafa followed his father, acting like a personal manager.
Two and a half old men came towards the kitchen smelling the aroma.
Han Fafa, maybe because of his status, his expression is relatively proud.
This is a kind of majestic pride of a superior.
Cui Dahai, because of his position, has been in the Zhonghai circle for a long time, and his expression is much more easy-going.
Cui Yongnian's temperament is similar to that of his father.
As Han Fafa walked, he sniffed and couldn't help but feel the fluid flowing in his mouth. He was very greedy.
"Brother Dahai, your chef is not bad, the taste is very tempting! Who is this chef?"
Cui Dahai laughed and said, "I don't know either! It's just that a few days ago, my son Yongnian said that he found a chef to cook this meal, and he was very good at it. What I learned today is really not bad."
"Yes, yes, that's not bad. By the way, does your Yongnian family plan to remain single forever? According to me, the marriage has been divorced and the children have been taken abroad. What else does Yongnian think about? Cui Cui
Are you still worried about not being able to find a home with the conditions you need?"
Cui Dahai felt a little bitter and said, "Whatever, sometimes it bothers him even if I tell him this!"
"Is it bothering you?" Han Fafa glared, a look of dignity on his face, "What's bothering him? As a child, it is a natural duty to marry and marry with filial piety. Why is he still bothered? Today at noon, I will act as a matchmaker for him and see if he can
Are you annoyed?"
Cui Dahai laughed and patted the other party on the shoulder, "Brother found, thank you for your kindness. Let's discuss it later! It's the Chinese New Year, and I'm afraid that if this kid disobeys, he will lose his temper and make trouble."
"How dare you, you stinky boy!" Han Fafa's eyes widened, looking quite majestic and evil.
By the time he finished speaking, he had already arrived in the kitchen.
The two little old men looked at it and laughed.
In the kitchen, the aroma is overwhelming.
Behind the old-fashioned stove, Cui Yongnian was sitting there, holding a fire stick and adding firewood to the stove.
Her face was red from the fire, and at some point, it was stained with black stove soot. She looked like a tabby cat, which was quite funny.
Behind the stove, there is a tall young man smoking a cigarette.
He looks handsome and handsome, wearing a kitchen skirt and cutting and garnishing the ingredients.
Next to it, a platter of cured meats has come out.
The shape and color are simply eye-catching.
Cui Dahai smiled and said: "This noon New Year's dinner is so delicious! Yongnian, get up and take a look, who is here?"
With one word, they woke up.
Cui Yongnian stood up and smiled.
The shape of the colorful-faced cat is even more comical.
"Ah! Uncle Han, are you here? Grandpa Han is here too?"
Cui Yongnian hurriedly clapped his hands, came over to say hello, and shook hands with Han Fafa.
He was quite happy.
Song Sanxi looked up and saw Han Fafa.
My heart was shocked.
Oh, it turned out to be him!
It turns out that he is Mr. Han’s third son?
This is really... it’s not like enemies never get together!
However, Song Sanxi was calm in her heart and did not show it on her face.
Cui Yongnian, say hello.
Han Fafa also gave him and Cui Dahai a cigarette, and then asked: "Xiao Cui, is this the chef you hired? His skills are really good!"
Cui Dahai also nodded, his eyes filled with approval.
Cui Yongnian looked at Song Sanxi and said a little proudly: "Uncle Han, Dad, this is my good friend Song Sanxi. It's the Chinese New Year and he is quite busy, but he has to help me this time no matter what, haha!"
Song Sanxi nodded and smiled peacefully, "Hello, two gentlemen!"
This is neither cold nor hot, so I say hello.
Cui Dahai laughed and said, "Yongnian doesn't have many friends. Those who can be called friends are indeed somewhat capable. You're welcome, nephew. Just call me uncle."
Han Fafa nodded, "Brother Dahai is right, just call us uncle."
He came over and smoked a cigarette for Song Sanxi, but said: "My father is old and is very particular about his diet. Please don't smoke when cooking. It's not good if the ashes fall into the food. What's the matter after you finish cooking?"
You can smoke it, you can smoke it.”
After saying that, he took out a whole pack of cigarettes from the inner pocket of his gray jacket.
He placed the cigarette next to the chopping board and pointed at it, "It's a little bit of care to hold it and smoke it. In this world, ordinary people can't smoke this cigarette."
Song Sanxi took a look.
The packaging is very exquisite, with two gold wire coiled dragons knotted together.
He smiled lightly and said, "Okay, thank you, Uncle Han. I understand, I'm sorry."
With that said, he also put out the cigarette.
But in my heart, I felt all kinds of unhappiness.
In front of others, Han Fafa is a relatively affable person who knows how to get into trouble.
After being human, he only has two words: beast and beast!
These are all things in the memory of past lives.
But in this life, there is no need to point it out at this time.
Moreover, the power is still small, so it is really not appropriate to make enemies like this.
But Qiu was just remembered.
Han Fafa nodded and patted Song Sanxi on the shoulder.
"Young man, that's good! Cook well! Next, you can cook for as long as my father lives here! Three meals a day, afternoon tea and supper, five meals. We won't treat you badly."
Song Sanxi was stunned for a moment.
Didn’t Cui Yongnian say that Mr. Han would celebrate the New Year here?
Then, you can’t tie me up here?
Even Cui Yongnian was stunned for a moment, and said quickly: "Hey, third uncle, it's not the case, is it? I have a big family with three blessings, and there are still things to do during the New Year, otherwise..."
Han Fafa had a faint smile on his face, but his expression seemed a little cold, and he said: "Yongnian, you won't let your friend cook this meal in vain."
As soon as I finished speaking, I took out a bank card and put it on the chopping board.
"Song Sanxi, take it, 500,000. It's so much for my father to live for a day or two."
"That's a lot for ten days and a half month. I hope you can cooperate and don't think it's too little."
"Moreover, the value of serving my father and making him happy is more than what can be measured by money. Do you understand?"
After this move, the Cui family father and son looked at each other.
To be honest, I was a little surprised.
But it's not shocking.
Who doesn’t know that the third eldest son of the Han family has always been generous?
Cui Yongnian looked at Song Sanxi and winked, as if to say: Brother, admit it, free up your time?
Song Sanxi smiled, put down the kitchen knife, and picked up the bank card.
Han Fafa suddenly beamed, "Hey, that's right!"
But I was saying in my heart: Money is such a good thing! A young man who seems to be quite stable, isn’t this unstable?
Cui Dahai was also very happy, "Haha, Xiao Song, your Third Uncle Han is right! Mr. Han just praised your cooking skills! When he is happy, unexpected benefits will come to him. You kid, in the Year of the Tiger
Good luck!"
Cui Yongnian also followed his father and said, "Well, brothers Sanxi, this is a kind of fate!"
He was also happy for Song Sanxi!
Unexpectedly, Song Sanxi took the bank card, shook his head and smiled like a gentleman.
He handed it to Han Fafa with both hands and said calmly: "Uncle Han, you'd better take this money back! I just made the meal, there's no need to talk about money."