Reborn In The ’80s

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But how had it gotten so rugged that the edges were frying? He couldn’t help but ask, “Youngest uncle, what happened to this piece of paper?”

Cui Dingchen immediately snapped out of it and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“How did it get so worn out like this?”

“Oh, it’s because I almost washed it before.” In fact, that wasn’t what had happened.

“Really?” Xu Zhao asked, only half believing him.

“Yep.”

Xu Zhao didn’t doubt him and tore the two pieces of paper together, one old, one new.
His entire body relaxed.
Afterward, Mother Xu called him.
He went to the kitchen and when he came back, he was holding a small bamboo basket.
Inside contained the frying deep-fried noodle cake, sweet potato deep-fried dough cake, vegetable meatball, fried flax leaves, and other things that just came out of the fryer.
The glistening yellow color emitted a strong fragrance as he placed it on the table.

Xu Fan, who was paying to the side, used his small meaty hands to grab the edge of the table.
He stood on his tip toes as he looked at the big table and asked, “Daddy, what is this?”

Xu Zhao said, “Food.”

Food!

Xu Fan’s small mouth unconsciously smacked together as he said, “I also want to eat.”

Xu Zhao deliberately teased him, “It’s something you don’t like to eat.”

“I like to eat everything.”

“…Hold on.
Let’s be polite and let your Second Grandpa Cui eat first before you do.”

“I want to eat that big one.” Xu Fan’s little meaty hand pointed to the sweet potato deep-fried dough cake.

“Sure.”

Xu Zhao handed Cui Dingchen a pair of chopsticks and let Cui Dingchen grab something to eat before handing a small bowl containing the sweet potato deep-fried dough cake to Xu Fan and having him sit on the tall stool to eat.
He turned to Cui Dingchen then asked, “Youngest uncle, why don’t you stay for lunch?”

Cui Dingchen nodded and said, “Okay.”

“I’ll make fish head tofu soup to drink later.”

“I also want to drink,” Xu Fan added on.

“You eat and drink everything.”

“Mn.” Xu Fan seriously nodded.
He was especially honest about his own likes.

Cui Dingchen looked at the chubby Xu Fan and slightly smiled and asked, “Does he have anything he doesn’t like to eat?”

“He does.
He doesn’t like coriander.”

Cui Dingchen smiled and said, “Coincidentally, I also didn’t like them when I was a child.”

“What about now?”

“It’s acceptable now.”

Xu Zhao laughed and joked, “Maybe he’ll be like you in the future, and he’ll like to eat coriander when he grows up.
In any case, it doesn’t matter if he likes it or not.
It’s only one kind of vegetable.
Youngest uncle, have a taste of this vegetable meatball.
It’s a mix white radish and bean sprouts mixed with fried noodles.
It’s very tender and fragrant.

Xu Zhao picked up some and brought it in front of Cui Dingchen’s chopsticks.

Cui Dingchen happily used his chopsticks to take them and tried it.

“How is it?” Xu Zhao asked expectantly.

“Mn, not bad.”

“I chopped up the stuffing, and I mixed the ingredients as well.”

“It’s very good.”

Cui Dingchen picked up three more vegetable meatballs to eat.
After finishing them, it wasn’t lunchtime yet.
Xu Zhao brought Cui Dingchen and Xu Fan to see the snow in the fields.
As he was about to build a snowman for Xu Fan, Mother Xu came over to call them for lunch, saying that since Cui Dingchen was here, they especially made lunch a bit earlier.
It was perfect timing since they were resting at noon.
In the afternoon, they would still have to make dumplings.

And so, Xu Zhao, Cui Dingchen, and Xu Fan returned to eat.
The Xu family was used to it being rowdy while eating and would say whatever they wanted.
With Cui Dingchen there, the whole family didn’t say anything.
Mother Xu thought the dining table was too lonely.
She wanted to liven up the atmosphere, and so asked Cui Dingchen about his family. 

Xu Zhao thought Cui Dingchen didn’t like chatting at the table.
He never thought that whatever Mother Xu asked, Cui Dingchen would answer.
He tried to stop her a few times, and Cui Dingchen always said it was fine.
It got to the point where he even told Mother Xu what his monthly income was.

Of course, Mother and Father Xu were so shocked that they couldn’t say anything.
Mother Xu finally stopped asking.
Xu Zhao was also very shocked.
Cui Dingchen was very capable in making money.
However, he thought of the popular saying of this era “if you have a car, money will flow.” Since Cui Dingchen had numerous cars, it was normal for him to make a lot of money.

After quietly eating, Xu Zhao remembered that Mother Xu must have been tired today after frying deep-fried noodle cakes and making food.
And so, he took the initiative to clear the table and do the dishes.
Cui Dingchen followed him and grabbed a rag before heading back to the main hall.

“Youngest uncle, what are you doing?” Xu Zhao asked.

Cui Dingchen replied, “Wiping the tables.”

“No need.
I can do it.”

“It’s fine.”

Cui Dingchen walked to the main hall.
Not only did he wipe the dining table, he also swept the floor, then took the rag into the kitchen and watched Xu Zhao wash the dishes by the stove.
Xu Zhao had been influenced by Mother Xu and liked to chat while he worked.
In the past, he would chat with Xu Fan, but now that Cui Dingchen was with him, he chatted with Cui Dingchen.

Cui Dingchen enjoyed this conversation as he stood by Xu Zhao and chatted.
As they were talking, the sound of the courtyard door being knocked on could be heard.
They thought it was Xu Fan and Da Zhuang playing around since those two were a bit careless, but Mother Xu, who was inside the courtyard, turned her head and found Cui Qingfeng.
She laughed as she went to greet him, “Child, the courtyard door is already open, so you could have just walked in.
What was the point of knocking?”

Cui Qingfeng smiled and then asked, “Auntie, where’s Xu Zhao?” ”

“Washing dishes in the kitchen.”

Cui Qingfeng said happily, “I’ll go look for him.”

“Go ahead.”

Before Cui Qingfeng headed toward the kitchen, he meticulously fixed his crew cut, pulled on his clothes, and patted his cheeks.
He took two large breaths, then strode to the kitchen.

“Xu Zhao.”

Before reaching the kitchen, Cui Qingfeng couldn’t help but call out.
When he walked into the kitchen, he saw Xu Zhao and Cui Dingchen standing side by side in front of the stove.