Han Du didn't refuse, he just held the wine bowl and let others fill it up.
"Today everyone drinks from a big bowl and eats meat with a big mouthful. For this kind of wine, everyone should step on the jar and drink it."
"Okay..." After hearing Han Du's words, everyone cheered immediately.
Han Du walked around to the next table. Before he could make a toast, he saw someone eating cooking cakes.
Pointing at him, he asked, "Where did you get this cooking cake?"
The man who ate the cooking cakes saw that Han Du looked unhappy and thought he had done something wrong. He was immediately speechless and just looked at Han Du without saying a word.
The people around him also looked at each other, and there was silence for a while.
"Quickly get rid of your bad habit of eating pancakes. You can still be full if you eat meat."
"Roar..." The noise became more intense and louder than before.
The craftsman who was eating the cooking cakes quickly swallowed the cooking cakes in his mouth, picked up the wine bowl, and said, "Sir, I'd like to thank you. Let's do it."
"Done."
"Done."
People around him raised their wine bowls and drank with Han Du.
After drinking, Han Du shouted, "Everyone, please be quiet first."
The dining hall quickly became quiet, and everyone looked at Han Du.
Han Du then said: "Today everyone is open to eating, whether it is wine or meat, as long as it is enough! If you can't eat, everyone will pack it away and let the wives and children at home have a taste. Don't give even a grain of cake to me." Official stay. Drink!"
"drink!"
"drink!"
"drink......"
The carnival lasted until nightfall and then gradually dispersed.
No matter how good Han Du's drinking ability is, no matter how low the alcohol content is, he still can't help so many people fighting him. Later, Han Du didn't rely on his official power to force down several drunkards. He might have been drunk long ago and was already lying on the ground.
Carrying a few kilograms of mutton that Mr. Huang specially packed for himself, Han Du walked unsteadily on the way home.
Along the way, I was half asleep, half awake, half drunk and half awake.
Until Han Du walked to the door of his house, he didn't know whether it was because of the drunkenness or his own reasons. Han Du suddenly became energetic and seemed to have a clearer understanding of everything around him. An inexplicable attachment to this Han family came to my heart, and the memories of my family members in my previous life suddenly became blurry.
Perhaps, this is also the feeling of home.
The tears that could no longer be trapped in Han Du's eyes left along his face.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Han Du was awakened by the sudden sound and saw Uncle Mu looking at him in surprise.
He reached out and wiped two handfuls on his face, took a long breath, and replied: "Nothing. By the way, Uncle Mu, is dad asleep?"
Although Uncle Mu saw Han Du crying, Han Du didn't say anything and he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he didn't care.
Said: "Not yet, the master and madam are waiting for you to eat."
oh!
Only then did Han Du realize that he went home for dinner every day. But after drinking all afternoon at the Banknote Bureau today, I forgot all about it.
Unexpectedly, he made his family wait for him until now, and he felt very sorry. He quickly handed the mutton in his hand to Uncle Mu, "Uncle Mu, go and ask the cook to cut the meat into pieces, heat it up and bring it over," and he ran towards home. go.
"Okay." Uncle Mu took the mutton and went to the kitchen.
When Han Du came to the hall, he saw his father and mother sitting quietly at the table. There was no difference. But Han Jingyun and Han Shu were different. Their heads were hunched, their chins were placed on the table, and they looked weak at each other.
As soon as Han Du entered the house, he first discovered that Han Du was not his father and mother, but his sister and his younger brother.
As soon as Han Jingyun saw Han Du enter the door, he immediately became energetic, and his body that was lying on the table straightened up instantly. He shyly said to Han Du: "Brother, are you back?"
Han Shu was much more direct. He didn't even say hello to Han Du. He slapped the table and shouted happily, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat."
On the contrary, when Han De saw Han Du, his nose moved slightly and he smelled the smell of alcohol.
His face suddenly became heavy and he asked, "Are you going to drink?"
Han Du nodded apologetically and did not explain why he went to drink. Instead, he said to his father: "I forgot what happened today. Dad, if I don't come back in the future, you can just eat by yourself. You don't have to wait for me."
Han De was also a man who came up in the officialdom. He thought that Han Du was going to socialize with someone, but when Han Du didn't say anything, he didn't ask. Instead, he nodded directly and then said: "Okay, I won't wait for you next time. Since you are back, Jingyun, just go and ask the kitchen to start cooking."
Then he asked Han Du, "Do you want to eat some more?"
"Okay." Han Du nodded and agreed.
To be honest, Han Du was really hungry. This is not to say that Han Du can eat, but that at the wine table, he spends most of his time drinking and less time eating vegetables. In addition, he refused to accept anyone who came today, so there was almost no chance to eat food.
As for wine, it disappears as soon as you sweat profusely or urinate.
Han Du now felt a little empty in his stomach.
"Oh, there's meat to eat." As soon as Han Shu saw the mutton on the table, he, a kid at heart, cheered.
Han De raised his eyes, glanced at Han Du, and asked, "Did you bring it back?"
"Yes." Han Du smiled and nodded.
Han De didn't say anything more, and said to Han Shu and Han Jingyun, "Eat it." He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, feeling the fragrance of the mutton.
Han Shu and Jing Yun listened and stretched out their chopsticks towards the mutton at the same time. It seemed that the other dishes on the table were ignored by the two of them, and only the mutton was in their eyes.
When Mrs. Liu saw it, she rolled her eyes at the two of them, "Eat slowly, have you finished eating so much? What are you trying to grab?"
It's a pity that Liu's rolling eyes were not seen by the two of them at all. They were all immersed in eating meat, so who would care about anything else?
Mrs. Liu didn't care. She picked up a piece of mutton and sighed, "This is the first time I've eaten meat since I came out of prison."
Han Du felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. He had indeed failed to take good care of this family.
I have been working for Lao Zhu for almost two months, but I haven't received a penny of salary. He also took more than 400 pounds of money from home, which made the family's expenses very tight now, and there was no money left to buy meat.
"Mom, put it down, the coal mine will soon be profitable, and then my son will invite you to eat at Weixianlou every day."
Weixianlou is one of the best restaurants in Beijing and is famous for its delicious food.
After hearing this, Mr. Liu frowned and said, "My mother just said it casually, so don't take it to heart. Besides, the food in Wei Xian House is so expensive. Even if you get rich in the future, you can't do this." Ruined.”
Han Du quickly admitted his mistake, "Yes, yes, I will listen to you. You are the best at running a house."
"That's right." Mrs. Liu held up her swan-like neck and looked down upon everyone.
At the same time, Ms. Liu thought to herself, "Having said that, the food at Wei Xian Lou is delicious. It should be okay to eat it once when you have money." '
On the same night, Han Du's family was having a good time, and Heizi was not bad either.
Heizi carried a lantern and returned home through the night.
Although it was difficult to travel at night, Heizi was used to it.
Heizi is a craftsman on the edge of the capital. Although his home is not far from the capital, it is not in the same direction as the banknote bureau. The village where he lives is a bit far away from the banknote bureau. Ever since Heizi was assigned to work in the banknote bureau, he would leave early and come back late every day because of the long distance.
He was very familiar with this road, and he knew all the small pits and bumps there.
Heizi's parents had not rested yet, but they did not leave any food like Han Du's family did. Ever since Heizi started eating at the banknote bureau, he told his family that there was no need to prepare meals for him, and that he could save a little bit for the family.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back."
"Oh," Kuroko's father lowered his head in response.
Heizi is not very old, but his father has an old look, with deep ravines on his face, crisscrossing them.
Heizi didn't care, he picked up the kettle and poured himself a bowl of water.
Gudong, gudong, drink.
The cold water stimulated Heizi's energy, and half of the fatigue from the journey seemed to have been wiped away.
He took out a paper bag from his arms and placed it on the table.
Heizi dad, Lao Hei took one look at it and asked, "What is this?"
Heizi smiled and said nothing.
Lao Hei suddenly smelled a fragrance, sniffed, and his expression changed.
With trembling hands, I opened the paper package and saw about half a catty of meat piled on top of a few white flour pancakes.
Heizi's father looked normal and suddenly asked Heizi in a low voice, "Where did you get this?"
Heizi understood what his father meant, so he explained: "Don't worry, dad. I brought this back from the banknote bureau and was rewarded by Master Han."
"Since it was brought back from the banknote bureau, there should be no problem." Lao Hei suddenly felt relieved after mentioning it.
This is not the first time he has heard of Mr. Han in Heizi's mouth. My son now doesn't have to carry dry food to work like me every day. I have to thank Mr. Han.
"Is this what Mr. Han ate leftover?" Lao Hei asked casually. In his opinion, Master Han should have taken a liking to Heizi, so he rewarded him with these things.
White flour pancakes are precious things, let alone meat. In ancient times, after officials ate meat, they rewarded the rest to the people below. This was not an insult, but a sign of respect for the person.
Otherwise, why would there be a saying that "adults eat meat and servants drink soup"?
Heizi was able to get the attention of Mr. Han, and his father seemed very happy.
After hearing what his father said, Heizi became even more proud, "Master Han's leftovers, this is what we ate today."
Lao Hei couldn't believe his ears. Master Han actually gave meat to the black men?
How can this be? In the past, Mr. Han provided meals to the craftsmen, which was enough to make Lao Hei burst into tears of gratitude.
