1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 42: We are serious about being a hooligan
"Hai Mei, it's a rare opportunity for you to come here today, so stay here tonight and let your cousin take you home tomorrow."

In the narrow room of the public housing estate, Zhao Meizhen looked at Zhou Haimei with a smile, her eyes full of satisfaction.

But she thinks much more pragmatically than Zhai Yuan.

Huiling's family also lives in a housing estate, so they are considered a good match. Gift cakes, furniture, and dragon and phoenix ornaments are a must for the wedding, and the car can be discussed later.

There are few relatives in both families, so four or five tables are enough for the banquet. Each table is prepared at the restaurant's price of 688 yuan. There is also a dragon and phoenix hall for taking photos, which is decent enough.

We should keep an eye on Ayuan and tell him not to spend money recklessly. He should first pay the down payment for a floor outside. Ten square meters should be enough, which is better than having to wait for public housing in the future.

Although Huiling told me that she doesn't want a gift money, she still has to give it. However, I will discuss with Ayuan how much to give when the time comes.

"I brought Sister Haimei here, so I'm the one who's supposed to give her away."

Zhai Yao's noisy voice interrupted Zhao Meizhen's longing.

She smiled at Zhou Haimei and said, "Besides, there is no room for us to stay here. Sister Haimei and I will stay in a hotel tonight, okay?"

Zhou Haimei waved her hands: "No, I'm just here to play for a while, and I have to go back at night, otherwise my dad will scold me."

Zhao Meizhen pulled Zhai Yao's ear and said, "Stay in a hotel! Do you have too much money to spend recently?"

Then he turned to Zhou Haimei and said, "It's okay, Haimei. I'll call your dad and tell him that Aunt Zhen still has some face. You can stay at home tonight and sleep on my bed. I'll just go next door and squeeze in with the neighbor widow Ying."

Zhou Haimei wanted to refuse, but Zhao Meizhen didn't even give her a chance to speak.

The topic then turned to other people in her family.

"Is your father in good health? How is your mother? Is your sister married? Is your brother obedient?"

Zhou Haimei was overwhelmed by just a few questions and temporarily forgot about going home.

"Shall we look at the fingerless blue cat?"

Zhai Yao turned on the TV and tuned it to the Jade Channel, and watched the cartoon Doraemon with her.

On TV, Fat Tiger bullied Nobita again, Nobita licked Shizuka again, and Doraemon's magic props had good intentions but did bad things again.

At that time, cartoons were dubbed in both Mandarin and Cantonese, and even Zhao Meizhen enjoyed watching them.

Sixteen-year-old Zhou Haimei was not very interested in the scenes on TV.

She tilted her slender neck and looked out the window.

On the balcony, Zhai Yuan was humming an unknown tune, wearing an apron, and fiddling with the fire.

"My cousin is busy outside, I'll go help him."

Zhou Haimei hesitated for a long time, then suddenly stood up and said something.

Zhai Yao said loudly: "No, he took the wrong medicine today and needs to cook, don't bother with him... Ouch!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Meizhen kicked him on the calf under the table.

Zhao Meizhen glared at her, then smiled and said to Zhou Haimei, "That's fine. My Ah Yuan has loved the kitchen since he was a child. Everyone says that he will love his wife in the future."

Zhai Yao frowned and pouted: "Mom, you——"

She originally wanted to say that Zhao Meizhen was lying with her eyes open. When had Zhai Yuan ever done housework in the past seventeen years? He was so lazy that even our underwear had to be washed for him.

But before he could start talking, Zhao Meizhen twisted the soft flesh on his waist 180 degrees.

She fell flat on the table in so much pain.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Haimei asked with concern.

"It's okay. She has a stomachache and hasn't had a problem eating on time lately."

Zhao Meizhen smiled at Zhou Haimei, then lay down beside Zhai Yao and asked gently, "Is that so, Yaoyao?"

"My stomach hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Zhai Yao, whose vital point was controlled, didn't even raise her head and responded with a hahaha sound.

"It's okay, just wait for her to have a cup of hot water, and go see if your cousin needs any help."

Zhao Meizhen said to Zhou Haimei with a smile on her face.

On the balcony in the corridor, Zhai Yuan tightened his apron and poured the sliced pork belly into the pot to stir-fry.

She was humming a little tune in a coquettish manner.

"If you haven't been to Xiangjiang Island, you don't know that you are in poor health. A beautiful girl with long hair and a slender waist. When you arrive at Xiangjiang Island, you will realize that you are in poor health. Look at the two young coconuts on the tree, shaking and shaking. "

"Cousin Yuan wants to eat coconut?"

Zhou Haimei's curious voice came from behind.

Zhai Yuan looked back.

Zhou Haimei's eyes looked brighter without her glasses. The hem of her dress moved slightly, and her smooth and well-proportioned calves were matched with white socks and a pair of black leather shoes.

She folded her hands on her abdomen, and the obsidian bracelet on her wrist was a little dazzling under the refraction of the sunlight.

"I wanted to, but unfortunately I didn't."

Zhai Yuan withdrew his gaze, feeling a little regretful.

My academic performance is not that good. I estimate that I can get a B+ at best. But I am still young and there is room for improvement.

Zhou Haimei didn't notice his gaze, and smiled to herself, "Then I'll bring you a few next time I go back to Cheung Chau. There are many coconut trees on the island. When I was a child, I often climbed up to pick coconuts. I drank the coconut milk as water and made coconut cakes with the coconut meat. But in recent years, those trees have been bought by people, and you are not allowed to pick them casually anymore."

When Zhai Yuan heard this, he turned around and looked at her again.

The grade is B+, that's right.

Damn it! Coco Tree Coconut Juice, are you spreading false advertising?
"Okay, then I'll treat you to the food I cook first, and next time you can treat me to coconut."

Zhai Yuan put away his criticism and picked up the spatula again. The pork belly in the pan was soon fried until golden brown.

Take out the meat and set it aside, pour the soaked mushrooms and mushroom water into the pot, and then add all kinds of spices for free.

Soy sauce, every day~
Cooking wine, every day~
Rock sugar water, every day~
Fortunately, Zhao Meizhen did not notice the noise made by Zhai Yuan when he was cooking, otherwise, after seeing this scene, she would definitely be heartbroken and scold him for being a spendthrift.

Even Zhou Haimei, who can't cook, felt that this was a bit extravagant.

She remembered that when she was a child and her family lived in a stone house, her mother Luo Huiling would measure the oil before cooking.

"Cousin Yuan, what kind of dish are you making?"

"Pork stewed with vermicelli, southerners probably don't see it often, go back and ask your dad."

"Aunt Zhen said you often go to the kitchen. Men in our family never touch the stove. My father said that if a man wants to do great things, it's unlucky for him to touch the stove."

What feudal remnants.

Zhai Yuan complained in his heart, but said: "Your family has strict rules. Please pass me the spice powder."

Zhou Haimei said softly, took the spice box beside her and handed it to Zhai Yuan.

Zhai Yuan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, then grabbed her soft little hand, squeezed it, and then took the spice box in his hand.

Zhou Haimei suddenly felt her cheeks getting hot. She put her hands behind her back, frowned and glared at Zhai Yuan.

Zhai Yuan, however, seemed to be completely unaware and sprinkled the powder in earnestly.

He looked straight ahead, as if nothing had happened just now, and it was all just an accident.

Did he really mean it?

Zhou Haimei still felt a tingling sensation on the back of her hand. Seeing Zhai Yuan's focused concentration on cooking, she couldn't help but wonder if she was thinking too much.

Cousin Ayuan shouldn’t be that kind of person, she thought.

After Zhai Yuan sprinkled the powder, he stirred it, then poured the prepared pork belly, cabbage and vermicelli into the pot and stir-fried them until the sauce was absorbed.

With his back to Zhou Haimei, a smile appeared on his lips.

Hehe, how could it be unintentional?

We are serious about being a hooligan.

(End of this chapter)