Chapter 72: Uncle 3 is experienced
"Fuck him!"
Sha Zhu was lying on the bed, smelling the aroma of fried eggs, feeling angry.
Just by smelling the aroma, Shazhu knew who was frying eggs.
It must be the Chen family!
Others are reluctant to put too much oil.
The smoke coming out of Chen's fried eggs is very oily.
It is completely different from the smell of oil smoke produced by other places that only add a little oil and dry fry.
Smelling the fragrance, Sha Zhu couldn't help drooling and could only mutter a few words to ease the imbalance in his heart.
The Jia family, who live next door to the Chen family, also felt unbalanced.
"I want eggs. I want eggs."
Banggeng was lying on the ground acting like a scoundrel.
Qin Huairu tried to persuade him a few times, but Banggeng didn't listen, so she went to work in front of the stove.
Let Bang Geng cry.
"This little bastard, he finally got a day off, but he didn't stop at all."
Jia Zhang was so angry that she cursed.
Of course, she only curses at home.
That night, Chen Jianye fucked the deaf old lady and Sha Zhu, and Jia Zhang saw it all.
I didn’t dare use my own neck to test whether the blade of Chen’s vegetable knife was sharp.
"Chen Jianye really doesn't treat himself badly."
The three aunts stood at the door and sighed.
"A bachelor, if one man is well fed, the whole family will not be hungry."
"I want to be like him. I eat eggs every day."
Yan Fugui pushed his glasses and changed his mind: "Please pay attention to introducing a date to Jianye. I'll ask someone later."
"Don't worry, if this thing succeeds, that kid will definitely send us a few pounds of meat."
The third aunt said with a smile.
"Of course we should. The Chen family knows etiquette and won't treat us unfairly."
Yan Fugui nodded with a smile, his heart full of anticipation.
Chen family.
Chen Jianye doesn't care about what other people think.
After making breakfast, he sat at the dining table and had a big meal, then took the enamel basin to the front yard to wash the dishes.
"Hey, Jianye, please fetch water more slowly."
The third aunt saw that Chen’s wok was covered in oil and shouted quickly.
"What's wrong, Auntie?"
Chen Jianye was puzzled.
The third aunt turned back to the house, took a rag and wiped the Chen family's wok.
The corners of Chen Jianye's mouth twitched.
Awesome!
Not even the slightest bit of oil or water in the pot will be left out.
As expected of the Yan family’s daughter-in-law, she knows how to live.
"Well, now it's good. You wash the dishes."
After the third aunt finished her work, her face was full of joy.
Don't underestimate the little bit of oil on the rag.
Before cooking, use this rag to wipe the inside of the pot, and the dishes will have a greasy and meaty smell.
It can add a lot of flavor to the food.
"Jianye, you just don't know how to live."
"In the future, if there is too much oil in your pot, do as your aunt did and wipe it with a rag. Don't waste the oil and water."
The third uncle gave instructions with a smile.
"Uncle San, you are awesome!"
Chen Jianye gave a thumbs up with full conviction.
"These are all daily experiences. When you take on the responsibility of your own family in the future, you will have enough to learn."
Yan Fugui chuckled.
After washing the dishes, Chen Jianye went home, wrapped the paper money in cloth, and went out with the books he borrowed from the library.
Originally he wanted to wash the quilt cover and other things today.
Just imagine that it takes more than an hour to wash the quilt cover.
Too lazy to wash.
After going out, Chen Jianye took the bus and headed towards the cemetery.
In order to save time, taking the bus is indeed a better choice.
The city gradually became hotter in April.
Most of the people on the bus were wearing long-sleeved shirts.
Various flavors are mixed in it.
Chen Jianye deliberately used a piece of gauze to wrap his nose to reduce the harm caused by others.
Get off at the stop next to the cemetery.
Chen Jianye walked to the familiar cemetery.
He took out a match, and the red match head struck the black phosphorus paper. With a puff, a flame came out from the match head.
Chen Jianye first lit the candle, then took the paper money and placed it on the candle flame.
"Mom and Dad, I'm doing well in the courtyard. I eat eggs and meat every day."
"No one dares to mess with me, but Yi Zhonghai, that old bastard, will go back and ask the deaf old lady to come out..."
"By the way, I passed the test for transfer to a fitter position and am now a first-level fitter."
"I can be promoted to the next level every half a month now, and there are still more than six months before I can switch to a fitter position in the second half of the year."
"I want to be promoted to level 7 or 8 fitter in the second half of the year, and then challenge myself to be an assistant engineer and join the technical office."
"Third Auntie suddenly told me last night that she wanted to find a wife for me."
"Dad, Mom, it's a pity you can't see it."
Chen Jianye talked a lot.
Some are about his current state, and some are about his expectations for the future.
After burning the paper money, Chen Jianye took the bus to the library.
There are two stops to the library.
Suddenly a young girl with body odor got on the bus.
She had no position and could only hold on to the handrail with her hands.
It just so happened that the girl was standing quite close to Chen Jianye.
Chen Jianye couldn't bear it anymore and got off the bus one stop early.
After taking a few breaths of fresh air, he felt alive again.
"After the second half of the year's assessment is over, I have to do something big and achieve results, and then ask the factory for a bicycle ticket."
Chen Jianye secretly imagined a bright future.
He walked briskly towards the library.
There are two ways to get to the library.
One is a wide road.
One is to go through the small alley.
Chen Jianye chose to take a small alley.
Walking through the alleys gave him a different feeling, as if he was saying hello to this ancient city.
It is about 500 meters away from the library.
Chen Jianye turned a corner, walked forward a few steps, and stopped.
About ten meters in front of him, three young men surrounded a big girl.
Seems to be pulling?
Ok?
Take another look.
Chen Jianye took a few more steps forward and this time he could see clearly.
The older girl was indeed entangled by three young men.
She wore a light green double-breasted shirt on the upper body, a light red braid on the lower body, and thousand-layer soles on her feet.
In an environment where everyone is wearing blue, black and white shirts, the girl's clothes can attract 200% of the attention.
Chen Jianye felt that this group of hooligans had good vision.
Then he continued walking forward.
Yes, Chen Jianye never thought of turning back and walking along the main road to the library.
Now that we have come here, the library is just a few minutes further on.
He turned back because he was sick.
As for the hero saving the beauty.
Tsk.
Chen Jianye felt that it would be better to leave this matter to the public security department.
I'm just an ordinary person.
Wait until he walks out of the alley and call the police immediately.
It can also ensure the safety of the girl.
When the older girl saw Chen Jianye coming, her lips moved and her eyes were full of anticipation.
"If you dare to say anything, I'll kill you."
The tallest of the three young men said viciously.
The older girl turned her mouth down, looking like she was about to cry.
Chen Jianye felt that the older girl was quite pitiful.
Don't panic.
Hold on a little longer.
As soon as I get out, I'll call someone to rescue you.
"What the hell are you looking at, kid?"
After the tall young man finished scolding the girl, he turned and looked at Chen Jianye.
Just happened to meet Chen Jianye's eyes.
Chen Jianye did not look away, nor did he lower his head.
When people, especially male animals, want to communicate, a simple "what are you looking at" can usually create a story.
What you are looking at represents the other party's questioning and invasion.
Those who are a little timid can say that they didn't see anything to eliminate hostility.
A funny thing like "I'm looking at you" can dispel the tense atmosphere.
If you meet a tough guy, just say "What can I do to you?"
There has to be some story behind that.