Returning to the main room, Huang Daoqian told his eldest son: "You are going to get married in a few days, and you have to live in the ancestral home for a while. You have to go early tomorrow to help your third uncle."

Huang Xianli said: "I'm afraid it will take more than five years for our work unit to divide the house. In the future, I may live in the same courtyard with my grandfather, third uncle, and fifth uncle. The family should help each other.

I have long wanted to go to my third uncle’s house to help, but it’s not because you didn’t let me!”

"Who told the third child not to come and tell me earlier! If he had told me earlier, Erxiaohui would be doing electrician work, and his family would have saved money on hiring an electrician to connect the electricity."

Huang Xianli was speechless, "Alas!" He sighed and fell silent.

The second child, Huang Xiancheng, said: "I don't know if the electricity at Third Uncle's house is connected. I'll go there early tomorrow and bring my tool kit."

Huang Daoqian said: "No need, you didn't listen to your third uncle showing off! The store has already installed two ceiling fans and six fluorescent lamps, and you asked me why I didn't install one fluorescent lamp.

You go call your second sister and second brother-in-law early tomorrow morning, remember, and tell them not to go empty-handed, but to buy some firecrackers."

"Well! I'll go there tomorrow morning. Dad, it's time to install a fluorescent lamp in my house. It's very dark in the house..."

Huang Daoqian interrupted impatiently: "Don't be like your third uncle. If you don't have money, you'll be 'poor'. Be careful. Fluorescent lamps don't cost anything, and electricity bills don't cost anything, right?"

Huang Xiancheng said: "Where does our family lack the money to install fluorescent lamps?"

"Shut up, I have something to do soon. How much will it cost? Don't you have a lot of money? Give a few hundred to your family!"

"I, I, I have just passed my apprenticeship, and I pay for my family's food every month. You must know how much money I have!"

This is the truth. Erxiao and Huang Daoqian both work in the hydraulic components factory. Of course Huang Daoqian knows how much money they get every month.

He said "Humph!" and said nothing. The atmosphere in the house was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

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On the way home, Huang Han said: "Dad, is it fun to show off in front of my uncle? You are going to do great things, and you should never compete with him!"

"Can you please speak properly? I'll beat you!"

"Okay, I won't say anything!"

"Haha, let's talk about something together! I'm so happy!"

"I know you are proud!"

"Yes! I only have you as my son, but you are better than the three in my uncle's family!"

"It's not that I'm strong, it's that they are too weak!"

"Why do you feel uncomfortable hearing this? Why do I have the urge to hit you again after hearing this?"

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

"Afraid of being beaten!"

"Hehe, please speak up and don't be so old-fashioned. I promise not to hit you!"

"I don't believe it. Misfortune comes from words. I decided to cherish my words like gold!"

Huang Daozhou was choked again and laughed at himself: "I, I, I'm not angry, hahaha..."

Huang Han's original trajectory was a bit precocious. After working at the age of sixteen, he gradually took over the position of the head of the family of Huang Daozhou, who retired due to illness.

Huang Daozhou is different from the rigid-minded Huang Daoqian. He knows how to let go and respect his children's opinions. Therefore, Huang Han's family is prospering.

July 28th is an auspicious day for the grand opening of "The Things Can Come Restaurant".

Huang Han still planned to go to the piano classroom to practice on time at 6:30. He planned to rush to the store with Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo before 9:30.

Cheng Wenge's family and Qian Aiguo's family all agreed to come to the banquet. Huang Han made an agreement with them to stay in the shop at noon and afternoon in the past few days.

People in Sanshui County have the custom of making steamed buns and steamed buns before the Chinese New Year. The hot smell fills the streets and alleys, highlighting that the New Year is getting closer.

Unfortunately, since the 1990s, the spirit of the New Year has become less and less popular. In the past two years, fireworks and firecrackers were banned, making the Spring Festival Gala less and less attractive.

I can no longer smell the unique smell of gunpowder smoke left by setting off fireworks and firecrackers in the early morning of the Spring Festival. I always feel it is boring...

Although Huang Daozhou's family is poor, under the management of Zhang Fangfen, who knows how to live well, their life is lived with a sense of ritual.

Normally, on the twenty-seventh or twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, the family would make steamed buns. The meat buns were too high-end and the Huang Daozhou family had never made them.

People in Sanshui County mainly eat rice. Not every housewife can steam steamed buns. This is a technical job. If the dough is not cooked well, steamed buns cannot be made at all.

Husband and wife Huang Daowu and Fang Guilan know how to ferment the noodles, so they cook them together.

Every time he made steamed buns at home, Huang Han would overeat and the next day would always taste sour.

The reason is very simple. You can eat delicious food that you can’t usually eat on this day. How can children know about moderation? The result of overeating is hurting the stomach.

Huang Daowu and Fang Guilan helped make the dough a few days ago, and came here at around four o'clock this morning to help make the steamed buns and steamed buns.

Before six o'clock in the morning, Huang Han came to the store with Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo, who had told them not to have breakfast yesterday.

Huang Daozhou, Zhang Fangfen, and Huang Xin went to buy groceries and had been there for half an hour.

There were a lot of vegetables to buy, Huang Daozhou wrote half a piece of paper, and he also rode the tricycle Huang Han borrowed yesterday.

As soon as Huang Daowu saw Huang Han, he greeted him happily: "Huang Han, try the freshly made steamed buns stuffed with shredded radish. There will also be meat buns later. Are you going to kill eight or ten today?"

Fang Guilan laughed and said: "On the day of steaming steamed buns last year, Huang Han ate a total of twelve!"

Huang Han looked embarrassed. He ate more than a dozen steamed buns on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month last year, and he was full. It was also because his mother didn’t cook on the day of making steamed buns, so the whole family ate steamed buns to keep them full!

He teased Menzi and said: "Fifth uncle, fifth aunt, you must not talk about my past embarrassing things in the future. When you meet someone else and I talk to you, you should say:

Huang Han was so clever that one day his neighbor's friend fell into the water tank, so he was not stupid enough and smashed the water tank."

Everyone is familiar with this story. They all say that the protagonist of the story is smart. How come it changed in Huang Han’s mouth?

Huang Daowu was surprised and asked, "What are you going to do if you don't smash the vat?"

"If I smash the big water tank at home, will my father beat me to death? Isn't it true that I have saved one life but lost another?"

"Nonsense! You're bound to be beaten, but you won't be beaten to death. If you smash the vat to save someone, your father will definitely be embarrassed to beat you!"

"Sister Xiu'er, don't be stunned. Here are three bowls of fish soup noodles. Uncle Wu, please give us a steamed bun first!"

"Don't be in a hurry to eat yet. You haven't said how you can save people without smashing the vat?"

“Isn’t it enough to just throw away a piece of bamboo?”

Chengwenge asked: "What if there is no bamboo there?"

"Didn't you see that the comic strip clearly depicts a bamboo forest?"

"Hey! It seems so!"

Qian Aiguo said: "Maybe the water tank is too high and children can't reach it!"

"Then why did the child fall into the vat? Did he fly in? People can fall in, so why can't they stick a piece of bamboo in to save people?"

"Uh! That makes sense! There is a bamboo pole, and as long as the nostrils are above the water, you will definitely not drown."

Huang Daowu, who brought the steamed buns, also felt a little confused and said: "Yes, putting a bamboo jar in it can indeed prevent the child who fell into the jar from drowning! Why smash the jar?"

"That's stupid! You should be able to afford the compensation because your family has money! We are poor, how can we save people like that?"

"Hahaha..." Cheng Wenge, Qian Aiguo, Xiu'er, Yu'er, including the fifth uncle and the fifth aunt all laughed until their stomachs ached!

"Ouch, you are so funny, haha..." Qian Aiguo said: "Brother, you must be telling a joke, right? It's so funny."

Huang Han secretly laughed. The ancient idiom stories were full of loopholes. For example, cutting a wall to borrow light, lying on the ice to catch carps, etc. could not be scrutinized at all, and could only be seen without thinking.

Who has the ability to use body heat to create a hole in the ice on the frozen river? Is he stupid? Why not bring a hammer and chisel to create a hole in the ice for fishing?

Cheng Wenge was a bit out of his mind. Huang Han was worried that he was thinking wildly and said: "Just now it was all nonsense, please don't think wildly!"

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Chapter completed!