After eating and drinking, Meng Xiaoxing rubbed her round belly with a satisfied expression on her face and burped from time to time.
Some of the food held me back.
Qian Wen's family's food is one of the best in the neighborhood, and he has never treated himself badly when it comes to food.
In order to eat well, Qian Wen always thought of ways to get game.
You can earn less money, but your stomach must not be treated badly.
Usually when relatives come to Han Chunming's house, Chunming's mother will make a meal of dumplings as a treat, and the next few meals will be normal.
Meng Xiaoxing was very satisfied when she could have a meal of big meat buns and braised pork dishes without much work.
At this time, she was still thinking about how the braised pork dish just now was so fragrant, so glutinous, and so delicious. It was the first time she had eaten it in such a long life.
With so many brothers and sisters at home, Meng Xiaoxing’s family can only smell the smell of meat during the Chinese New Year. This is why when a relative comes to Han Chunming’s house, Meng Xiaoxing rushes to lead the way, because every time he comes, he can Eat meat.
Now Meng Xiaoxing has forgotten what she came for. She is licking her lips and savoring the aftertaste.
Mr. Guan glanced at Meng Xiaoxing, and like a silly girl who didn't know what he was looking for, he hummed a little tune, carried her on his back, and went out to eat.
Qian Wen appeared with a cup of tea and blew on the foam, "Why are you still dazed? I've treated you to dinner, and it's getting dark. Meng Xiaoxing, shouldn't you go home?"
"Oh, yes, yes."
As if to remind Meng Xiaoxing, Meng Xiaoxing nodded repeatedly, then smiled and waved to Qian Wen to see you tomorrow, then turned and walked towards the door.
Qian Wen was holding tea and said nothing, just smiled.
As she walked, Meng Xiaoxing always felt like she had forgotten something, but she just couldn't remember what it was. She just felt that she must have forgotten something big.
Pick up your fingers and pull one finger away every time you say something to see if you can remember it.
"Eat the big meat buns."
Put one finger away.
"The braised pork dishes are eaten."
Tuck in the second finger.
"Drank two bottles of soda."
Put away the third one in your hand.
"Please please Brother Qian Wen."
The fourth finger is retracted.
"Brother Qian Wen can lend me hair cutting tools when he is at work..."
"Hey, you, I forgot about it as I was eating."
Meng Xiaoxing slapped her forehead violently, so hard that her forehead turned red.
With one foot already out of the door frame, he turned around and ran into the courtyard, shouting, "Brother Qian Wen, Brother Qian Wen, I have something to ask you~~"
Qian Wen was waiting for Meng Xiaoxing when he heard the shouting coming from the door and walked out holding a tea cup.
"Why are you back again?"
"Hehe, Brother Qian Wen, I...I have something to ask you." Meng Xiaoxing said coquettishly.
"Say." Qian Wen took a sip of tea.
"Look, you used to have to work, six days a week, and a month was counted as 30 days, so you only had four days off.
I have been at work these 26 days. Look, can you lend me your set of hairdressing tools? "
Qian Wen was confused. He thought Meng Xiaoxing wanted to learn skills, but unexpectedly the target was his set of barber tools.
"Do you know how to cut hair?" Qian Wen asked curiously.
Meng Xiaoxing shook her head honestly, "No." Then she puffed up her chest and said proudly, "But I can shave my head and shave my beard."
Qian Wen couldn't help laughing, "You are really smart."
He really overestimated Meng Xiaoxing.
"Want to learn how to barber?"
Playing around with Meng Xiaoxing will only embarrass himself in the end, so Qian Wen goes straight to the point.
Meng Xiaoxing was startled, then ecstatically asked, "Brother Qian Wen, do you want to teach me how to cut my hair?"
Even Meng Xiaoxing, who has always lived in the countryside, knows that learning a craft now has various requirements, so she has never thought about learning a craft. This business of making money, who would teach others for no reason.
Doesn’t this teach the apprentice to starve the master to death? People are not stupid.
Anyway, she, Meng Xiaoxing, doesn't do this kind of thing.
So she always wanted to be nice, and for the sake of her fifth brother, she wanted to work at Qian Wen. When she didn't use that set of tools, she could use them to shave people's beards and heads. It would be even better if she knew how to cut hair. She could make half a living in the city and no longer had to go back to the countryside. She could stay in the city where she had always dreamed of coming.
But she never expected that she could learn the art of hairdressing.
Meng Xiaoxing's eyes turned into (￥￥) and her mind was filled with the coins in the money box.
"Your Fifth Brother is my friend. I have long since given up on barbering. If you are interested, I can teach you." Qian Wen said calmly.
This has been 77 years. The college entrance examination will be resumed at the end of this year, followed by the reform and opening up. He will definitely no longer be able to do this barbering business.
If Meng Xiaoxing really wants to learn, he will teach her. Besides, Meng Xiaoxing is a bit tough, so it seems to be very easy to use from today. She might actually be able to use it in the future, so I will give you some small favors first.
"Learn, I learn.
Thank you Brother Qian Wen, thank you Brother Qian Wen. "
Meng Xiaoxing was very happy.
"I'll have a rest tomorrow and start teaching you hairdressing techniques tomorrow.
By the way, you really want to learn. From today on, you will cook breakfast and dinner here, and clean the house for a whole year.
is that OK? "
Qian Wen's teaching was not in vain. No one cherished the things he gave for free, so he also made a small request.
"No problem, no problem."
This condition was nothing to Meng Xiaoxing, so she responded repeatedly and smiled happily.
"By the way, I forgot to ask, can you cook?"
"Yes, I often cook at home."
Qian Wen nodded noncommittally, "You have to learn even if you don't know how!"
It was decided that Meng Xiaoxing would study with him.
Meng Xiaoxing went home happily and wanted to tell her second aunt about this great good thing. She, Meng Xiaoxing, could also work in the city.
"Tiger girl is gone."
Mr. Guan is back.
"gone.
By the way, Meng Xiaoxing will be responsible for our breakfast and dinner starting tomorrow. Just tell her what you want to eat. "
"Yeah, I know, I'm tired."
Mr. Guan yawned and walked into the main room.
Qian Wen was not tired at all. He only woke up at two o'clock in the afternoon. He had nothing to do, so he said to the old man and went out for a walk with the night moon above his head.
……………
The next day, the weekend.
Early in the morning, Qian Wen heard the voices of Han Chunming and Meng Xiaoxing.
I got up, opened the door and saw that it was indeed these two people, begging old man Guan in the small courtyard.
"Master."
Meng Xiaoxing rushed to Qian Wen with a sudden sound and was about to bow down.
When Qian Wen saw this, he turned his hand into a sword and pointed it at Meng Xiaoxing's chin.
Meng Xiaoxing's mouth cramped, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing"
After a while, Meng Xiaoxing recovered and rubbed her sore chin.
He looked at Qian Wen aggrievedly, "What are you doing, Master?"
Han Chunming looked on with a smile on his face.
"What about Master, Master, I still have Bajie.
Be normal! "
"That's what they say in the dramas I watch, you teach me my craft and I will become your teacher.
I call you master, and you call me good disciple. "
"What a mess, I'm still a traitor."
Qian Wen asked Han Chunming, "Did you teach me this?" Han Chunming hurriedly waved his hand and said it had nothing to do with him. He didn't know what was in Meng Xiaoxing's little head.
"Okay, hurry up and make breakfast."
"knew."
Meng Xiaoxing ran into the kitchen and got busy.
Han Chunming came over and said with a smile, "Excuse me Qian Wen."
Qian Wen waved his hand, "Meng Xiaoxing is still very diligent."
"Xiao Xing's words are beyond her imagination, but she's not a bad person at all. Please be more patient in the future.
If she says anything wrong in the future, I will first apologize to you. "Han Chunming said.
"It's okay, I have a way to cure her stupid mouth.
You forgot that Taozi’s stuttering was cured by me. "Qian Wendan said calmly.
Han Chunming thought of the scene where Meng Xiaoxing's mouth cramped up just now. Meng Xiaoxing really chose a good place and hoped she would be strong.
"By the way, are you really not going to the educated youth class reunion?"
Han Chunming asked again.
"No, I'll have a good rest at home today and teach Meng Xiaoxing a lesson." Qian Wen shook his head.
"Okay, I'll leave first. I have an appointment with Su Meng later." Han Chunming said with a smile.
Meng Xiaoxing's cooking is not bad, but it's not delicious either. Anyway, Wen doesn't have the money to cook it himself.
After breakfast, Qian Wen taught Meng Xiaoxing his craft.
Meng Xiaoxing has many shortcomings, but as long as she can make money, she is the most capable one and can endure any hardship.
He was very serious about learning, but Qian Wenjiao was surprisingly relaxed.
One teaches and one learns, and time flies by very quickly.
In the afternoon, Qian Wen used soda to seduce a child and used it as a teaching aid for Meng Xiaoxing.
The result was that the child's head looked as if a dog had chewed it, but Qian Wen was there and asked Meng Xiaoxing to look carefully and trim it quickly.
I gave a few fruit peels to the children and sent them away, and the next child continued.
Just like that, it was almost dark, and Han Chunming appeared in his small courtyard with a frustrated look.
He was holding two bottles of white wine in his hands and looked unhappy.
You don't need to think about it to know that Han Chunming was violently attacked by Cheng Jianjun at the educated youth gathering.
"Qian Wen, I'm here to have a drink with you."
"Xiao Xing, that's it for today. I have to go to work tomorrow, but first you can practice your technique on the winter melon with a razor.
You can never go out without my permission, do you understand? "
Qian Wen ordered and greeted Han Chunming.
"I know, what happened to my fifth brother?" Meng Xiaoxing looked at Han Chunming who looked frustrated strangely. She had never seen her fifth brother behave like this.
Qian Wen didn't answer, "Please clean up and go back, tell Auntie Chunming is drinking at my place."
Qian Wen and Han Chunming entered the house. Meng Xiaoxing catted for a while and then left.
Qian Wen's room was brightly lit.
Qian Wen and Han Chunming sat opposite each other, with two bottles of wine, a plate of peanuts, a plate of cucumbers, and a plate of pig ears in front of them.
No one spoke, the two of them drank one glass at a time.
Qian Wen knew what happened, but Han Chunming just wanted to drink to drown his sorrows.
"Qian Wen, I should really listen to you and avoid the piano.
Now that I am being shown off and teased, and watching the person I like trying to make peace with each other, like a talented man and a beautiful woman, I suddenly feel uncomfortable.
Qian Wen, you know that I'm not a stingy person, but when I meet Su Meng, it's hard for me to stay calm.
I admit, I was jealous of Cheng Jianjun today. He was better than me when he played the piano.
But I'm not envious. He teased me and took revenge. I just laughed it off. It was nothing.
But he embarrassed me in front of Su Meng and deliberately embarrassed me in front of Su Meng. I suddenly felt uncomfortable and unhappy..."
The thing is very simple. Today Han Chunming and Su Meng happily went to attend the gathering of educated youth classmates, and there was also a big lightbulb Cheng Jianjun in the middle who couldn't get rid of them no matter what.
At the educated youth gathering, Han Chunming was very happy to see many old friends, Secretary Yang from Xiaoqinghe, Fangshan.
Han Chunming was already very popular, but he went up to the stage to say a few words despite being heckled, and his friends below also all cheered him up. Seeing Han Chunming's reputation in front of others, he was not very popular. As for Cheng Jianjun who was going with him, many people knew that his character was not good. In contrast, few people paid attention to him.
The two had a grudge against each other, and Cheng Jianjun was a little jealous.
Afterwards, Yang Huajian made a fuss and asked Han Chunming to perform a show on stage.
Han Chunming declined with a smile. What kind of talent does a tone-deaf man have? As he talked, he talked about the piano standing on the stage.
This is a rare thing, let alone playing, it is rare to see it.
Yang Huajian asked Han Chunming to play one as a joke. In fact, it was just a joke. They were all very close friends. How could they not know that Han Chunming couldn't play.
That is to say, the booing in the warm-up, just like the embarrassment of some people at the beginning, Han Chunming also cooperated tacitly, and said amusedly, if anyone can play the piano, who will he call me!
Cheng Jianjun's eyes lit up when he was working in the piano shop. This was the chance to take revenge. Not only could he show his elegance in front of Su Meng, but Han Chunming, a poor worker, could compete with him, Cheng Jianjun, and he could also relieve his hatred.
Cheng Jianjun followed Han Chunming's words, "Don't worry, if you can't play, it means that everyone in the world can't play."
Then, Cheng Jianjun deliberately invited Su Meng to come on stage to sing along.
Su Meng was originally invited by Yang Huajian to sing. Everyone looked at her and couldn't refuse, so she went on stage to sing with Cheng Jianjun. It was a night outside Moscow.
Han Chunming was stunned for a moment.
Afterwards, Cheng Jianjun really played the song "Evening in the Suburbs of Moscow" completely, and Su Meng's singing and smile were also beautiful.
But Han Chunming couldn't be happy anymore, because the girl he liked was advocating for peace with Cheng Jianjun. Cheng Jianjun did this on purpose.
After that, everyone in the audience called him "Lord". To Han Chunming, he really felt that it didn't matter and he was happy. However, Cheng Jianjun deliberately made him embarrassed in front of Su Meng, which made Han Chunming a little ugly.
Han Chunming knew that Cheng Jianjun also liked Su Meng, but Su Meng had always liked him. Now Cheng Jianjun took the opportunity to deliberately make him look bad and embarrass him in front of the person he likes.
After this series of events, Han Chunming reluctantly attended the gathering of educated youth and sent Su Meng home. He felt like drinking. He was violently attacked by Cheng Jianjun in front of the girl he liked.
"Shall I give Cheng Jianjun a beating for you?" Qian Wen said suddenly.
Han Chunming was stunned and forgot to drink the wine on his lips.
Then he couldn't laugh or cry, "Qian Wen, please don't make me violent, okay? I'm obviously very talkative, and my company's popularity is better than mine.
Why do you always surprise me sometimes? "
“Because to deal with people like Cheng Jianjun, simplicity and roughness is the best way.
If he uses petty tactics, give him a beating. If he uses dirty tricks on you, give him a beating. If he disobeys you, go and give him a beating.
If you beat him too much, he will naturally become at ease.
You see, he still doesn’t dare to provoke me.
Let’s talk about you again. For so long, Cheng Jianjun deliberately got along with you and caused many obstacles for you.
That is to say, you don't let me take care of you, say it's not a big deal, just come over with a smile, don't look up and look down, and stop me, or else I will bully you every three days and make your legs shake when he sees you! "
When chatting with Han Chunming, Qian Wen didn't mean to be secretive at all, and simply gave a simple and crude solution to the problem.
In fact, this is the most direct way to deal with people like Cheng Jianjun. Let him know directly that you are not something he can afford, and he will naturally behave.
Han Chunming was still a little unhappy at first, but after chatting with Qian Wen and hearing what Qian Wen said, he suddenly felt much better and felt a little pity for Cheng Jianjun.
I don’t know that I am always on the verge of being beaten.
Thinking of Cheng Jianjun's red and swollen pig-headed face that had been swollen for a month a year ago, Cheng Jianjun laughed.
"drink wine."
Han Chunming raised his glass and touched Qian Wen.
After eating a few peanuts and suppressing the smell of alcohol, Qian Wen looked at Han Chunming and said, "Chunming, you and Su Meng are just dragging this.
Have you ever thought about getting married as soon as possible? "
Han Chunming blushed suddenly and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I think so, but Grandma Su and Su Meng's parents look down on me.
Right now, when Su Meng and I meet, we do it secretly and don't dare to let them see us. "
"Chunming, if you really don't want to marry Su Meng, I'll give you a trick. If you can succeed, it won't be a problem for Grandma Su or Su Meng's parents." Qian Wen said mysteriously.
After such a long time, Qian Wen finally figured out that Han Chunming must be Su Meng.
Han Chunming looked directly at Qian Wen, "If you can help my brother, I will fight against you in the future."
"That's not necessary, as long as you don't regret it." Qian Wen said softly.
What you don't get is always in turmoil. Su Meng is arrogant, has nothing on the surface, and has a bad temper. At first glance, she doesn't look like a good wife and mother, so she can become Han Chunming's good wife.
Because of the strict discipline at home, Han Chunming likes to hide his clumsiness and does not like to show his wealth. He also likes to collect old things. His salary is moonlight. If he really wants to marry Su Meng early, he must be Su Meng's housekeeper. Han Chunming It’s the wife who keeps strict control. It’s hard to say what will happen between the two of them later.
You know, the conflicts between lovers during the period vs the conflicts between husband and wife after marriage.
The former one was a complete defeat.
Not its opponent at all.
Falling in love and being married are completely different.
