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Chapter 149 If You Don’t Object, I’ll Take That As Your Agreement

Return to the courtyard on Bayi Road.

Wu Wei found an axe and killed the duck directly.

Then they used hot water stewed on a coal stove to pluck the hairs directly, and finally even used pliers.

The focus is on meticulousness.

Rush the duck feathers into a pile and let the snow cover them.

Wu Wei turned around and started stewing old duck soup in the main room using a three-burner coal stove.

Wait until water is added and pepper is sprinkled.

Wu Wei remembered the photo that Qiaoqiao asked him to bring back for the old lady yesterday, so he took it out and had a look at it.

After reading it, I couldn’t bear to give it to the old lady.

By the time a pot of old duck soup was cooked, the rice on the other single-burner coal stove was also cooked.

Xichun pushed the door open and entered the yard in the heavy snow.

As soon as he entered the yard, his nose was like a dog's nose, "Wow, what delicious food did you make, second brother? Fortunately, I gritted my teeth and came back!"

Normally speaking, in this weather, with the pocket money Xichun has now, she can just buy a bowl of noodles at the school gate.

In the end, the girl came back as usual.

It can be seen that the frugal habit in his bones has not changed.

It is precisely because it has not changed that I can enjoy this hot, freshly-cooked old duck soup.

Wu Wei said as he served the food: "This is the authentic stewed duck with yam. It will nourish you and help you get good grades in the exam."

Xichun washed her hands and was eager to reach out to take the bowl from Wu Wei.

Wu Wei moved the bowl aside and said, "This is not for you." He also said, "Give me a lid."

Xichun said "oh" and handed over a pot lid.

Wu Wei pouted and said, "Serve yourself."

Then he walked out of the door, and Dahuang followed him all the way to the door.

Only then did I realize that this bowl of old duck stew had nothing to do with it.

So he went back to the door of the main room, shook off the snowflakes on his body, then walked in and stood in front of Xichun, eagerly waiting to pick up the bargain.

The door to the courtyard next door was pushed open with a heavy creaking sound.

It looks like this door latch needs some oil and lubrication.

These are all small matters, but in the home of an old widow, they are big matters.

If no one thinks about it, small things will accumulate and problems will appear everywhere.

When Xiao Hui heard the sound, he stood up from his crouching position, and then he recognized Wu Wei and ran over happily.

The King of Qin circled the pillar, surrounding Wu Wei's right leg.

They have grown up, but their bad habits have not changed.

As a result, he was kicked away by Wu Wei and then he walked into the main room.

The old lady was sitting on the sofa in the main room, with a blanket covering her legs as usual.

He looked very old, and seemed to be much older than the last time I saw him.

Wu Wei frowned. This shouldn't be the case.

This old lady is only in her early seventies, why does she look so old?
Old Mrs. Zhao raised her eyebrows slightly, and was not surprised at all when she saw it was Wu Wei.

After all, this family, besides the company sending people over during the holidays.

On weekdays, only the young people next door come here.

Old Mrs. Zhao smelled the aroma of the old duck stew, but she still said stubbornly: "If you give me those weird candies again, I don't want them!"

Wu Wei placed the stewed duck on the coffee table between the two single seats and pushed an object covered by a dry towel.

Then he suddenly realized, "Phone?"

Old Mrs. Zhao turned her head and raised her chin, looking quite proud.

Wu Wei put down the bowl in his hand and said calmly, "Then I'll just give people your phone number from now on."

As he spoke, he opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of the old duck stew hit him. And if you look closely at the soup, it is pure white and rich.

Old Mrs. Zhao wanted to scold him, but for the sake of the bowl of soup, she held back.

Seeing this, Wu Wei stood up to find chopsticks and washed them at the same time.

When he came back, he saw the old lady secretly licking her lips.

"Drinking soup secretly? You must have gotten burned!"

Then he handed the chopsticks to the old lady and said, "Luckily I brought it all the way here, so it has cooled down a lot. Otherwise, I would have burned a big blister on your tongue!"

Old Mrs. Zhao had no time to argue with him.

He took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck meat that had been stewed until soft, and started eating.

Wu Wei took the opportunity to look around and said, "You stay at home every day with nothing to do, and you age quickly."

"Why not? When my brick kiln factory opens next year, you can go there and work as my general ledger accountant, so that you can make use of your remaining energy."

Such a large brick kiln factory definitely needs a reliable accountant.

If you hire someone else, you still have to pay him.

If he goes to Old Lady Zhao, he can even...

Of course, Wu Wei just thought about this idea.

Asking Old Lady Zhao to come forward is mainly to give people peace of mind.

Old Mrs. Zhao seemed to be enjoying the meal and didn't object at all.

Wu Wei understood and said, "Okay, I'll take that as your agreement."

If you don't agree, how can you finish the whole bowl of old duck soup?
In the past, the meals sent by my third sister Xiuchun were not treated so well.

Wu Wei put away the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and sat back down.

Mrs. Zhao looked surprised and thought, "Why don't you leave?"

Wu Wei took out a stack of Qiaoqiao's photos from his pocket and said, "Qiaoqiao asked me to bring these to you. I was reluctant to give them to you at first, but since you are willing to give me your remaining energy, I will give them all to you."

Old Mrs. Zhao took it eagerly, but couldn't see it clearly.

Directing Wu Wei, he said, "Turn on the lights, turn on the headlights!"

Wu Wei stood up and turned on all the lights in the main room. When he turned around, he saw the old lady holding Qiaoqiao's photo and grinning foolishly.

"Qiaoqiao now knows that she can make money by doing other people's accounting."

"But don't worry, I'll still give her a thousand dollars before I leave this time."

"Don't stare at me like that. I think it's not a bad thing for Qiaoqiao to work as an accountant part-time and earn some pocket money."

"Just like for you, old man, instead of doing nothing and letting your brain and body deteriorate, it is better to come to my kiln factory to shine and exercise your body at the same time."

After seeing the photo, Mrs. Zhao was so happy that she couldn't help but said, "Capitalist!"

Wu Wei picked up the bowl and pot lid without any concern and said, "I'll take it as a compliment."

After saying that, he returned to his own courtyard.

At around 12 o'clock, when Xiuchun came back, she saw her second brother at home, flipping through the newspaper, looking bored.

Suddenly, I began to change my mind about buying a TV.

Whether Xichun watches it or not is secondary.

The key point is that my second brother has nothing to do at home now that he is free.

But before she could open her mouth to say anything, she heard Wu Wei calling out to Xiong Hui who had returned with him, "Don't leave yet. I've made some old duck stew. Have a bowl to warm yourself up before you go back."

Xiuchun lifted the lid of the pot and saw some unformed duck eggs.

Suddenly, he felt so distressed that he said, "It would be great if you could keep it for laying eggs."

Xiong Hui drooled as he watched, "Don't feel sorry, Xiuchun. I'll catch one from home tomorrow and give it to you as a replacement."

Xiuchun said unhappily, "Do you want me to make up for it?"

Then, he rolled up his sleeves and started serving soup and rice.

Wu Wei also comforted him, "Don't feel bad after you eat it. I have to clean up the pond at the brick kiln factory in a while. Then I'll make fish soup for you!"

(End of this chapter)