The winter vacation is coming, and the Chinese New Year is getting closer, and the bacon and sausages that are dried at home are ready to eat.

When Charlene was receiving the sausages, she couldn't help sighing, "Tongtian Temple is the most suitable for drying bacon. The yard is spacious and there are no birds to peck it. Look at how good the bacon is drying this year. Unlike previous years, every piece of meat has the marks of birds pecking on it."

There are three people in the family, and Xia Tong's parents have to take care of the supermarket at home. Xia Tong, after the winter vacation, she will either sleep in at home or go out to play. Tell her to stay at home to watch the bacon and chase the birds. She is definitely not happy.

Sometimes the bacon gets pecked in pits and pits, and when her mother scolds others, Xia Tong euphemistically calls it giving back to nature, let's eat bacon for the New Year, and let the little bird eat a bite too.Every time when the bacon is cooked at home, her mother will turn over the old score, and your share will be given back to nature, and the bacon on the table will not be your share.

"If I had known this old house in our family would not attract birds, why didn't I dry the bacon here in previous years? I don't have to be scolded every year when I dry the bacon." Xia Tong snorted triumphantly, it was her mother's fault, causing her to suffer all these years of scolding in vain.

Charlene slapped her, and Xia Tong hurriedly jumped away, "Mom! Why are you still hitting people!"

"You lazybones, I was your own mother who taught you a few words and you still hold grudges?" Charlene said again, "Besides, you came in this Tongtian Temple whenever you wanted? Come here, and help me pack the bacon."

Xia Tong moaned and went to pull his pocket, "Mom, Tongtian Temple is our old house, not a Taoist temple. Isn't it a bit strange to be called this name?"

Whose old house is called Tongtian Temple?Wasn't it pushed flat when breaking the four olds?

"It's not my name, how do I know?"

Charlene heard from her grandmother when she was a child that Tongtian Temple was not untargeted at that time, after all, it was on the edge of the city, so close, it would definitely be targeted.There are many mysteries in the Tongtian Temple. People who have been here dare not make a sound after returning.

Because of the Tongtian Temple, almost all the temples and Taoist temples nearby are well preserved. In this regard, the Yuqing Temple on Cangyun Mountain is well remembered.

"I remember when your ancestor was still there, every year our family would receive mountain products from the master of Yuqing Temple on the mountain, wild yams dug from the mountain, common peaches, plums and autumn pears, and some would be sent to our family when the season came., let alone tea.”

Xia Tong looked at Li Xuanqing suspiciously, "Why didn't you send it away later?"

Li Xuanqing was wronged, "It's all the matter of the previous generations of the temple master."

"Your great master is gone, your master will not give it to us, and neither will you."

"It's not that your Tongtian Temple has not opened the door." Li Xuanqing explained and said, "This year, starting from this year, if there are any good things on our mountain, can I give you a copy later?"

Xia Tong chuckled, "That's pretty much the same, I don't want you for nothing, I will exchange it with you with leaves."

"Deal." Li Xuanqing hurriedly agreed, for fear that Xia Tong would regret it.

Li Puyi is also thinking about what kind of goods they have in Chongyang Palace.

As soon as Li Xuanqing and Li Pu entangled each other, Zhu Zhuhe and Huixin were at peace, that was their business and had nothing to do with their children.However, Chinese New Year is coming soon, what souvenirs can bring back?

I wished that had thought about it a long time ago, and asked Wang Yong to order six braised pig's trotters, which must be specially made by Tongtian Temple with good ingredients.

Wang Yong was heartbroken, look, the disciples raised by other people knew how to bring six braised pig's trotters home to honor their master, but the one in his family was his own, and they didn't even burn a piece of paper for him on Ching Ming Festival.

After a pause, that night, Wang Dazhi dreamed of his father again after a long absence, and scolded him involuntarily.

Wang Dazhi woke up in the middle of the night and pushed his wife awake.

He Xiaoling yawned, "It's the middle of the night, what's wrong with you? Insomnia?"

"I've made up my mind. I'll go to the hotel tomorrow to ask for leave. We'll go back to our hometown during the Chinese New Year and offer incense sticks to my parents."

He Xiaoling woke up suddenly, "Did you dream about Dad again?"

"Well, scold me for not going home during the Chinese New Year." Wang Dazhi smiled wryly, "It turns out that I have no face to go back, and I didn't look like a human being. If I go back and make fun of my relatives and friends, it would be better not to go back. Now that I think about it, no matter if I hang out outsideHow bad it is, Dad still wants me to go back."

He Xiaoling was silent for a moment, "Let's let the past go, let's do well in the future."

Whoever didn't have a dream of getting ahead when they were young, when they reach middle age, even if they refuse to admit defeat, their hearts are like a mirror.

"How about, let's go back. No matter how good the big city is, if you can't afford a house, you can't settle down. It's not our home." He Xiaoling said what had been hidden in her heart for many years.

"Our son has also graduated from college, and we don't need to take care of him in the future. Why don't we go home?" He Xiaoling looked at her husband expectantly.

"What about work?"

He Xiaoling sat up and leaned on her husband's shoulder, "Let's go back and open up our dad's braised pork shop. Although your skill in making braised pork is not as good as dad's, it's still very good."

Wang Dazhi has learned Western food and cooked Western food for so many years. He was just an inconspicuous second chef in the hotel. Now he is no match for young people in terms of physical strength.Only then can we keep doing it in the hotel.

After all, the hotel mainly serves western food, and his kung fu of marinating vegetables is usually not used very much. Thinking about it now, it is a bit wasteful.

"For most of my life, the only thing I can afford is the stewed vegetables my father taught me. It's a failure to learn Western food for so many years." Wang Dazhi smiled wryly.

"Who said that you supported your wife and son with your own hands. In my eyes, you are a successful husband and a qualified father."

Wang Dazhi laughed, "Don't talk to coax me, I'm not that fragile. Go to sleep, it's still early."

As for resigning and returning to his hometown, Wang Dazhi hadn't thought about it yet.

Men, especially men who want to save face, would rather beg outside than go back and tell their relatives to watch a joke.

Early the next morning, Wang Dazhi went to the hotel half an hour earlier than usual.

"Dazhi, you are an old employee of our hotel. You are very important to our hotel. Without you, what if Mr. Lin wants to eat your braised vegetables?"

"Director, I haven't taken annual leave for many years, I think..."

"Dazhi, we are a formal unit, and you are indispensable for three times the salary during the Chinese New Year. There are many things to do today, so you go to the back kitchen to prepare. I have other things to do, so I won't let you drink tea."

Before Wang Dazhi could speak, he was interrupted by the supervisor, who could not refuse him to go out. Wang Dazhi turned around subconsciously, clenched his fists, and turned back with courage, "Director, I want to go back on New Year's Eve. The ticket has already been booked.Well, let me tell you first, so you can make arrangements."

"Wang Dazhi, why did you talk to me? You can't understand the words, right? If you don't want to do it? Get out if you don't want to do it. Do you really think you are irreplaceable?"

Wang Dazhi was surprised, "Director..."

"He's in his forties, do you think you can find a job after leaving our hotel? Don't be ridiculous! Go to work and don't waste my time."

"Let's go, see if I will starve to death if I leave here." The clay figurine was also very angry, and Wang Dazhi retorted angrily.

"Oh, I see where you can go, talk first, and don't come back when you leave."

Wang Dazhi is full of blood, and he made a quick decision, a little reckless. It's hard to find a stable job now.

Miraculously, as soon as the words were spoken, the messy mind was instantly settled.

He wants to go back!

Having made up his mind, Wang Dazhi no longer hesitated, went to the rest room to pack his things, turned around to find the HR manager to resign, and left today.

The personnel manager had a good relationship with him, and advised him not to worry, at least wait until the Chinese New Year to get the year-end bonus before leaving. It's a few hundred yuan, maybe a thousand or two thousand if it's good.

Wang Dazhi shook his head, he wanted to leave.

As the head chef said, second chefs like him can be caught in a large number, and no one will keep him when he leaves.

When He Xiaoling learned that her husband had resigned, she also went to the supermarket to resign the next day.The couple took the time to pack their luggage, send the large luggage back first, and then go to the landlord to cancel the rent.

Thinking of going back soon, the couple laughed.

That's great, haven't laughed so easily in many years.

When Wang Dazhi got home, he immediately bought joss sticks and paper money to visit his father.

The boss of the boat left yesterday, Xia Tong had nothing to do, stayed up late at night to watch dramas, went to bed after three o'clock in the morning, and slept until twelve o'clock in the noon.

Xia Tong went downstairs for lunch, "What's for dinner today?"

"Today I made watercress fish, steamed eggplant, steamed pork ribs, and spicy fried chicken."

"Hey, what day is it today, do you cook so many delicious things?"

Wang Yong smiled foolishly, "The fresh dishes your dad brought in this morning looked good to me, so I made them all."

"No, my dad delivers food every day."

Li Haoran, who was idly playing stand-alone games at the front desk, said, "My son will go home to worship you for the New Year. What a wonderful thing, there is nothing I can't say."

"Really come back?"

Wang Yong smiled, "I'm back, I'm back."

"Then call people to Tongtian Temple, and you two will meet."

"convenient?"

"It's convenient. If you want to meet today, ask Chen Panpan and the others to send a message and invite them here."

Chen Panpan immediately said, "It's a small matter, I'll call someone in the afternoon."

Wang Yong shook his head, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it later in the evening. He just came back and is probably busy cleaning up the house this afternoon. Please bring me a word this afternoon."

"OK!"

During the Chinese New Year, Li Xuanqing, Li Puyi, Zhu Zhu, Chen Panpan, and Xiang Yang all have to go back to celebrate the New Year. Ghosts like Ah Fu, Li Haoran, Wang Yong, and Sun Zichu have no way to leave Tongtian Temple.

By the way, there is also Yan Fei who is doing research in the house. He can't wait for the Chinese New Year. He is finishing his work these two days. After handing over the work and seeing his family, he will leave, leave completely.

Xia Tong asked Ah Fu to sit beside her, "What delicious food do you want to eat during the Chinese New Year? I'll ask my dad to make it for you, and you celebrate the New Year with us."

Don't envy Wang Yong and Li Haoran.

Several people and ghosts have entered Tongtian Temple in the past month. Ah Fu is not used to it. Hearing that Xia Tong cares about him, Ah Fu feels instantly relieved. He is indeed the oldest employee of Tongtian Temple.

"It's fine if it's delicious, I'm not picky."

Ah Fu, who has been in Tongtian Guan for an untold amount of time, is not picky, and some old men who feel deeply that their days are numbered want to seize the remaining days and eat some delicacies they want to eat, and they are justified in being picky.

It is rumored that there are three families in Jinjiang City that have been passed down continuously and have very rich background. The leading family is named Lin. In the genealogy of the Lin family, there are several wealthy businessmen who have left their names in history.No one knows exactly how rich the Lin family is until now, but it must be quite a lot.

Lin Tianqing, the head of the Lin family's generation, has been investing in investments since high school, and has almost never lost money. It's just a matter of earning more and less.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Lin family is not ordinary rich.But, Lin Xinmin, the old man of the Lin family, does not have the airs of being a rich man at all, he just likes to eat stewed chicken that is not suitable for big scenes. In order to eat stewed chicken that suits his appetite, the housekeeper of the Lin family will fly to other provinces every few daysA certain hotel bought one and let the old man enjoy his mouth.

Okay, the stewed chicken that went to buy today was not tasty, the old man lost his temper and asked his grandson to buy it himself, and he also had to pay him two stewed chickens.

Lin Tianqing was in a meeting at the company, and was called back by Lin Xinmin, which gave him a headache.

"The chef who made the stewed chicken resigned."

"No wonder, I said why the taste is not right. Just resigned, you go and find someone to be our chef."

"Grandpa, the nutritionist said you should eat lighter."

Lin Xinmin was aggressive and confident, "I haven't forgotten, I don't know my own body yet? What's the point of eating those unsalted and tasteless things all day long? Let me tell you, in life, eating and drinking are two words, in order to eat well,It would be nice to live two years less."

Lin Tianqing couldn't talk to him at all, "Is it okay tomorrow? I'll ask the secretary to inquire first, and I'll bring you the stewed chicken tomorrow."

"Hmph, that's about the same."

Lin Tianqing sent a gift box, the gift box is made of nanmu, just look at the carving on the outside, it is not an ordinary thing.

"What are you wearing?"

"Guqin, didn't you ask me to buy a Guqin last month? I bought it from an auction. It's Fuxi style and made of paulownia wood core. It's not easy to preserve it."

Paulownia wood is prone to insects. It is very rare for this piano to still be so elegant after thousands of years.

Lin Xinmin took a look and then turned his eyes away, "You keep it for yourself, I don't want it anymore."

Last month, when Lin Xinmin went to participate in the Red Sunset event, an old lady dressed in a very foreign style said that she wanted to get a guqin and wear ancient costumes to take pictures of that kind of ancient times.Later, the old lady changed her mind, saying that it looks better in a cheongsam, which is more popular on the Internet now.

Hmph, he, Lin Xinmin, must keep up with fashion.

Lin Tianqing angrily put his suit jacket on the sofa, turned around and went upstairs.

Lin Xinmin stood up and said loudly, "Don't go, brat, take your broken piano away, and don't forget my stewed chicken."

Lin Tianqing: "..."

Lin Tianqing went into the bathroom after returning to her room. After half an hour, she changed into home clothes and came out. Secretary Zhuang Fan was waiting in the study room with a familiar wooden box on the desk.

"Mr. Lin, I found out the chef's address. It's in Sanjiang City next door. I'll go and invite him back later."

"Don't worry, let the old man eat two more vegetarian meals, and invite the chef tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Xinmin: ...the children and grandchildren are not filial!

"yes!"

As night falls, the joys of the world in those cities are filled with the smell of wine and the fragrance of clothes, which is the time for the second generation to play in the world.Lin Tianqing's living habits and rules do not take part in those nighttime activities. After reading a book for a while, he turns off the lights and goes to sleep.

That night, he slept very restlessly.

In the dream, he turned into a short-legged chick, lying motionless in the nest, and a translucent green fairy floated in the air next to him, apologizing to him.

He didn't react, the little fairy became impatient, and asked him fiercely why he didn't speak, was he angry?Don't you like her?Do you think she is not beautiful?

Lin Tianqing: ...

The little fairy disappeared angrily, Lin Tianqing turned his head to look around, and suddenly a branch flew up and rubbed against his face.

"Idiot, I'm here!"

Lin Tianqing woke up, he opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a vague fragrance, the fragrance of plants, floating on the tip of his nose.

What kind of tree is that?

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