When Qiu Qiu entered the house, the noodles cooked by Qiu's father had just come out of the pan.
Seeing his son came back, he was so happy, he picked up a big iron spoon and put two spoonfuls of sauce into the noodle bowl, and said enthusiastically, "Son, try the fried sauce noodles made by dad. I made a video guide, this time it must be delicious!"
Beauty is in the eyes of lovers, and the God of Cooking is in the eyes of husband and wife. Teacher Dong is good at encouraging education, so naturally she agrees with what Teacher Qiu should do.
And across the whole continent, she can only see the decent-looking black sauce on the screen, but can't see the black smoke billowing in the kitchen, how would she know that her husband can make good noodles with fried sauce into fried pot noodles .
Qiu Qiu held the bowl and didn't know where to eat it, so he could only push the sauce aside with his chopsticks, and ate the tasteless white noodles from the bottom.
It stands to reason that noodles with fried sauce should be served with shredded cucumbers, but Dad Qiu was not good at cutting, so he simply washed a cucumber and handed it to his son in two pieces.
Qiu Qiu took a bite of crispy cucumber and a bite of white noodles, and it was delicious to eat.
Papa Qiu asked while eating: "By the way, I saw you getting off a black car upstairs just now, who brought you back?"
"Oh, it's godfather. He went to the company and sent me home by the way."
"You silly boy, why didn't you call Brother Fu up to have a meal before leaving?" Papa Qiu felt that his son was too blind when he heard that it was his son's godfather who left just now.
"... Uh, godfather doesn't like fried noodles."
"Then what does he like to eat? Next time you call him back, Dad will make it for him."
Qiu Qiu blushed: "Godfather said he likes to eat what I... made."
Fortunately, he added two words at the end, otherwise it would be a steamed stuffed bun.
Qiu Qiu just had sex with his godfather yesterday, and today he will face "torture" by his own father, afraid that he might say something wrong. He hurriedly changed the subject and asked, "Dad, what did you call me back for?"
When mentioning this, Papa Qiu didn't even bother to eat, put down his chopsticks, and highlighted a few words winkingly: "Good thing, big good thing, guess what."
Qiu Qiu looked at his father's expression, and a guess came to his mind: "You won't win the lottery again, will you?"
"Where do you want to go? It's lucky to encounter such a good thing once in a lifetime." Qiu's father knocked him on the head, "Your father, I lived to be fifty-five years old, and winning the lottery is the first time in my life." Three blessings."
Qiu Qiu bit his chopsticks and looked at him suspiciously: "The third?"
"Well, the first thing is to meet Teacher Dong."
Qiu Qiu's eyes lit up, and he asked happily, "Second, do you have a son who is sensible, smart and handsome?"
"No," Papa Qiu said casually, "The second blessing is that I was appreciated by the old leaders and became the editor-in-chief at the age of forty-two."
"...Dad, you can eat this fried noodles by yourself, the sauce is all burnt."
Qiu's father stared: "Okay, okay, look at your pouty mouth, you are the fourth one, are you satisfied?"
Of course Qiu Qiu was dissatisfied, his face became round with anger.
If someone else's father saw that the child was hurt, he would definitely change his words to coax him, but Qiu's father just didn't do that.
He stretched out his hand and licked Qiu Qiu's soft hair, and said to him with a smile: "We Qiuqiu are good everywhere. Put everything about Qiuqiu first."
He thought for a while, and then said: "That person will see your strengths and weaknesses and remember them in his heart. That person will not be your parents, but he will love you more than your parents."
Qiu Qiu called out "Dad" softly, but couldn't say anything after that.
The birthday gift he received when he was five years old was a set of "Animal World" with rich pictures and texts.
Qiu Qiu still remembers a passage in it, saying that when a small animal grows up, it will leave its mother's embrace and go wandering. According to different animal habits, some live in tribes, some live alone, but they will always meet new partners and form new families.
If it is compared with animals, it is actually time for Qiu Qiu to leave home.
after all-
Qiu Qiu thought with a blushing face.
—He's in heat.
…
After lunch, Qiu's father took Qiu Qiu to the bus station to take a bus. The old man put on a neat Chinese tunic suit and a pair of shiny leather shoes, looking grand and formal.
Qiu Qiu followed his father into the car with a dazed face and swiped his card. After more than a dozen stops, the father and father got off the car. The place they arrived was surrounded by construction sites, with huge tower cranes hoisting reinforced concrete, and construction workers working on the construction site in full swing.
After getting off the bus, Qiu's father didn't move his nest. He pulled Qiu Qiu and stood on the bus platform, built a pergola with his hands, looked into the distance, and said, "Look, son, our house is roofed!"
Only then did Qiu Qiu understand—his father brought him to see the new house!
Qiu's father once worked as a visiting scholar abroad. He once bought a lottery ticket in exchange for some change—unexpectedly, that lottery ticket actually won the first prize. Enough for the whole family to live comfortably for a lifetime.
Qiu's father didn't know much about investing, and he didn't want the money to affect his personal life. After discussing with Qiu's mother, he simply bought two small courtyard houses, and the whole family moved out of the tube building.
At that time, I was thinking of one of them, waiting for Qiu Qiu to grow up and marry a wife to live in, but before Qiu Qiu fell in love with a wife, the house was demolished...
In recent years, the housing prices have basically changed every day, especially since the Qiu family owns two courtyard houses, which are almost like piles of gold. The other courtyards in the Hutong are filled with more than a dozen families, each with a room, and only his family owns two houses. After the demolition, these residents have to move back to the new building. The demolition office took the blueprint of the community and asked them to choose a house. Dad Qiu was dizzy when he saw it. In the end, he simply said, let’s choose all in the same building...
In the end, the Qiu family occupied several floors in this relocated building.
Dad Qiu heard yesterday that the buildings in the relocated community were about to be capped, and today he couldn't wait to call Qiu Qiu back to look at the house, and by the way, imagine a better life in the future.
The future is beautiful, but everything we had in the past is also gone with the bulldozers.
Jumping rubber bands in the alley, Tai Chi in the morning, toon trees in the courtyard... This old house, which carried the memories of Qiu Qiu's entire adolescence, gradually turned into a bubble as time went on.
After all, Papa Qiu is engaged in literary creation, so he always has a literati problem of feeling the sorrow of spring and autumn.
He looked at it, his eyes felt hot, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Son, do you feel sad when you see the new house being built? Our childhood home has been demolished, and our memories are gone."
Qiu Qiu's voice was also very low: "Well...it's quite sad." He paused for a while, "But I don't feel sad when I look at the real estate certificate and passbook."
"Hee hee hee, so is dad."
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When Qiu Qiu got home at night, Fu Rui'en hadn't come back yet.
Qiu Qiu first went for a walk in front of the large French windows in the living room. His small vegetable garden looks good now, but most of the plants have a long growth cycle and cannot be planted so quickly. Now I can only season leeks, coriander, and shallots every now and then.
On the contrary, bean sprouts are available every week. Fu Ruien saves face, and Qiu Qiu cooks a plate of vegetarian bean sprouts every week. Fu Ruien never gets tired of it.
But always frying bean sprouts is quite boring, Qiu Qiu looked at the newly released bean sprouts, and planned to eat them in another way - he planned to make noodles with fried sauce.
That's right, he was going to be pissed off by the fried noodles made by Qiu's father at noon.
He's a singer now! Voice is very important! His throat is about to crack after taking a bite of the fried pot noodles made by Papa Qiu...
Just do it, Qiu Qiu prepared all kinds of seasonings needed for fried sauce at home, and spread a table full. He put half a centimeter square of fat diced meat in the fried sauce made by his mother since he was a snack. If you add a spoonful of chili and a little bit of vinegar... Qiu Qiuguang thought about it, so he swallowed a big mouthful.
When Fu Ruien came home, as soon as he opened the door, he could smell the thick sauce fragrance all over the house. His precious son was wearing an apron, and was carefully stirring the fried sauce in the iron pan with a spatula to prevent it from sticking to the pan.
Fu Ruien put down his briefcase and posted it with a smile: "Didn't eat enough at noon, continue to eat at night?"
Qiu Qiu turned around and kissed his godfather on the chin: "Let you try the fried sauce my mother taught me to make. This is my grandma's specialty. When my dad first came to my mother's house to propose marriage, my grandma I made dumplings for him and made noodles with soy sauce."
There is also a golden and translucent poached egg fried in lard on the fried sauce noodles, which is the best reward for the new son-in-law.
"Okay, godfather, you go and change your clothes. The fried sauce will collapse, your clothes are too expensive, don't collapse."
"If it's dirty, it's dirty. You don't need to wash it in Qiuqiu."
"That's not okay, I feel bad!"
Fu Ruien begged for a kiss before he was willing to leave: "Qiuqiu, be careful, don't get burned, Godfather will feel bad if he gets burned."
After Fu Ruien came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, the thick and fragrant fried sauce had already been served on the table. Qiu Qiu cooked the noodles, took two large and small bowls of noodles, and put them in cold water. Bean sprouts, cucumber shreds, “Xinxinmei” shredded radish were neatly stacked, and a fried egg was pressed.
When Qiu Qiu turned around to wash his hands, Fu Ruien dipped the tip of his chopsticks in fried sauce and drew a heart on the fried egg. In the two hearts, one wrote "Autumn" and the other wrote "Ruien".
The table was quite big, but the two of them always sat next to each other when they ate.
Fu Ruien asked him: "Qiuqiu, what did your father ask you to go back for?"
Mentioning this, Qiu Qiu beamed with joy: "The house that my family moved back to has already been capped, and it should be completed in a few months!"
When Fu Ruien heard this, he remembered that Qiu Qiu had told him that the property at home was worth 300 million yuan. Fu Ruien didn't take it seriously, he just thought that Qiu Qiu was joking. He deliberately asked: "Is that the house worth 300 million you said?"
"That's right... My two suites have been demolished. Speaking of which, my dad planned to let me get married in one of them."
Having said that, Qiu Qiu looked up at his godfather, his eyes were full of little sparkling stars.
He asked shyly and expectantly: "...Godfather, even if the two of us can't get married, are you willing to appear on my house's real estate certificate?"
"..."
Fu Ruien's throat felt tight because of this sudden development. At this moment, the food in the bowl was not as attractive as Qiu Qiu's dimples.
What else could he have said other than "I do."