I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 33 033.Chinese father and son

"Eat."

With a shout, Xu Xin walked out of the house and saw a plate of lamb chops, a plate of cold dishes, and two bowls of noodles already placed in the restaurant.

As soon as you smell the noodles, you know they are made with mutton soup.

The cold dish is a plate of seasoned onions.

Just cut the onions into strips and mix them with salt and sesame oil.

The sweetness of the onions and the fragrant and salty taste of the sesame oil make a perfect match.

It's delicious, just like garlic, it's the best.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, it tastes strong in your mouth after eating it. If you are going out, it is really not recommended to eat like this.

But this dish is what Xu Daqiang often cooked for his brothers when his family was poor.

Xu Xin's mother passed away because of cardiovascular disease.

After hearing that onions have the effect of softening blood vessels, the brothers didn't like eating this dish at first, but after being forced to eat it by their father, they got used to it, and it became a taste that was difficult to let go of.

And when it comes to telling the truth, a few people believe that billionaire Xu Daqiang actually has a good set of cooking skills, especially when it comes to pasta. The jujube steamed buns he made even became the favorites of several of Xu Jiawan’s contemporaries. Best wishes for your wedding.

"Come on, come on."

In front of the mahogany dining table that cost an unknown amount of money, Xu Daqiang unscrewed the bottle of Fenjiu that cost 20 yuan a bottle and poured it for himself. Xu Daqiang called his son to sit down.

"Drink?"

"……good."

Xu Xin nodded, took the wine bottle from his father's hand, filled it for himself, and the two of them touched one.

"eat."

The father and son were not so polite when eating. It was the simplest meal. Although the mutton was not very good, it was still edible.

At first, there wasn’t that much talk.

Xu Daqiang drank, and Xu Xin accompanied him.

Who knows what happened to Xu Daqiang today? He took two ounces of the cup, three sips, and one cup went in.

"Drinking so fast?"

Xu Xin quickly poured wine for his father.

Xu Daqiang nodded and said with a smile:

"Remember this wine?"

"Remember... when we were young, if we caught up with the market and sold a lot of instant noodles, we would buy a bottle of this. At that time, this wine only cost a few yuan, right? My brother and I would squat on the ridge of the field and eat spicy chips, watching Dad. Drink this~"

"Hehe~~~~eight yuan, this wine was sold for eight yuan at that time~"

As if being reminded of something, Xu Daqiang took the wine from his son and drank half the glass in one breath.

"Hey... Dad, why are you drinking so fast..."

Xu Xin wanted to stop him, but Xu Daqiang waved his hand, picked up an onion with chopsticks, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

As soon as the cigarette was lit, the other hand had already touched the back of Xu Xin's head.

"Sanjin……"

In the smoke, I don't know if he drank too much or something.

There seemed to be waves flowing in Xu Daqiang's reddish eyes.

Touching his son who was already much taller than him, there was an indescribable pride in his tone:

"The baby has grown up."

"..."

Xu Xin was stunned...

Li Hao's text message, which he had been holding back in his stomach, disappeared in an instant.

He seemed to understand.

I understand why my dad found an excuse to get a cigarette and ran out of the house after watching the movie.

I understand why dad sheds tears for no reason.

I understand better...why dad doesn't drink the good Maotai, but drinks this... Fenjiu that he hasn't drunk for a long time since his family became rich.

In other words... he understood a lot.

It’s like I don’t understand anything.

In the end, he just picked up the half glass of wine in front of him:

"Dad, after drinking this, why don't you drink. Let's eat?"

"……good."

Xu Daqiang nodded, puffed out a stream of smoke that covered his face and eyes, picked up the glass, and touched his son's wine glass together.

…

Xu Daqiang was drunk.

The man from the northwest only drank four ounces of wine after one kilogram of wine, and one and a half kilograms was just the right amount. Xu Xin helped him back to the bedroom after he got off the dinner table, snoring everywhere.

Xu Xin is fine.

It took some time to decompose the half of the sheep that was in the kitchen and freeze it in the freezer.

Although he doesn't know how to cook, killing sheep is indeed a unique skill.

After washing the dishes again, he sat in the sun room, made himself a pot of tea, and began to be in a daze.

Obviously dad has only been here less than three hours today.

But in his heart, let alone comparing his father today with before... even if he compared him with his dream, he was completely the same...

Very strange feeling.

He didn't know if he had learned anything from his father today.

It's just that I feel a little inexplicable at the moment.

I drank a pot of tea until Li Hao came back.

"Brother Li, have you finished delivering?"

"Well, it's finished."

Li Hao nodded, sat next to Xu Xin, drank three cups of tea in a row before saying:

"But there are two more. I don't have time today. I guess I have to stay in Yanjing for a few days... When will you start school?"

"17. Report at 16."

"Isn't that tomorrow?"

"Um."

"Where are you filming that movie? Let me go and see it?"

"Okay... let me get it for you."

Xu Xin was too lazy to get the film and just took the laptop over.

When Li Hao finished reading, he nodded to Xu Xin in surprise:

"nice……"

"Then what?"

"Well……"

Seeing him looking confused, Xu Xin laughed and handed him the cigarette on the table.

After a while, Xu Daqiang woke up.

No longer as sentimental as he was at noon, he and Li Hao started chatting about work matters.

Xu Xin was listening.

After chatting for a while, we started talking about Yang Mi.

Unfortunately, just when Xu Daqiang glanced at his son after praising "she looks like a good woman", Xu Xin blocked his father's path.

He didn’t answer the question at all and just walked away:

"Dad, I'm going to the gym."

…

That night, although it was the Lantern Festival, the three of them didn't eat much.

I fried the Yuanxiao that Yang Mi sent me, and added three bowls of fried noodles, as well as the unfinished lamb chops and lamb soup at noon.

It's that simple.

I am used to eating big fish and meat, so this meal is not bad.

I'm talking about... Yang Mi didn't lie, the Lantern Festival was really sweet.

Watching the TV and watching the Lantern Festival Party.

When Zhou Huajian, Tan Yonglin and Zang Tianshuo sang "Friends" together, Xu Daqiang pointed at Principal Tan and said:

"Hey, he's not that...that...that...star who played "A Better Tomorrow"!"

Xu Xin rolled his eyes directly:

"Dad, that's Zhang Guorong."

"Oh...yes, yes, I always think they look alike. Hey, you will become a big star in the future, will you also be able to attend the Spring Festival Gala?"

"What are you doing on it?"

Xu Xin shook his head:

"I still have to burn incense for my mother on the first day of the Lunar New Year. I'm saying that after the Spring Festival Gala, it will definitely become more and more declining. In the Internet era, if I can really attend the Spring Festival Gala, I will definitely go to those websites to get the Spring Festival Gala. Record it in advance without delay. Go home for the New Year.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Daqiang asked curiously:

"internet?"

"That's right."

"Can the Internet survive the Spring Festival Gala? Do you think it is possible?"

"Dad, you don't believe it?"

Looking at Xu Daqiang's unbelieving look, Xu Xin chuckled:

"Don't worry if you don't believe me. Hehe, I can guarantee that the power of the Internet will only become more and more powerful in the future~ Not to mention the Spring Festival Gala, even movies, you will definitely be able to find them online in the future. For example, the short film Paidi will be available in official theaters What if you don't go? You can only become famous if you put it online~ The same is true for the Spring Festival Gala. For example, if you don't invite celebrities to the Spring Festival Gala, but if a local station or a certain website invites them, you must look at that station~ right? "

"Well……"

Believe it or not, it doesn't really matter.

But when Xu Daqiang heard his son's words, he suddenly frowned:

"Your... micro-movie can't be shown in the cinema?"

"No, how can we show it for ten minutes? That's why I said that in the future there will definitely be fewer online movies than in the cinema~"

As he spoke, Zhou Huajian's magnetic and gentle voice sounded.

Xu Xin sang along:

"Friends will be together forever……"

As long as this topic is with him, it's over.

Anyway, just chatting.

Seeing his son singing along, Xu Daqiang did not continue to ask, but stared at the TV with a kind of dissatisfaction.

Neidiwa worked hard to make a movie.

Cinemas won't let you show it?

Pingsa.

But that's right, a thirteen-minute movie... No, it's a short film, and it's really not appropriate to show it in a movie theater.

But this is what Nidiwa worked so hard for.

This movie... is so beautiful.

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Finally, the 2006 Lantern Festival came to an end with a lively program of gongs and drums.

It's getting late, Xu Xin has to report to school tomorrow.

Xu Daqiang also has to do some things tomorrow.

Then just go to sleep.

…

The night passed.

"Dad, I'm going to school."

After shouting, Xu Xin drove the car out directly.

Xu Daqiang stayed at home with Li Hao for a while, and when the time agreed with others was reached, he was ready to leave.

But after getting in the car, Xu Daqiang suddenly said:

"Xiao Li."

"Uncle, tell me."

"Do you still remember what my second son said about Dida last night?"

"……ah?"

Li Hao was stunned.

Judging from his appearance, Xu Daqiang guessed that he might not remember.

Sitting in the back seat of the business car, smoking and thinking about what I had been thinking about all night.

After finishing smoking a cigarette, he suddenly said:

"Hey, who was that last time...the one in Xi'an was called Shen...the one from the investment company...it wasn't that he wanted to attract investment from Heshen, but it was...a video website? What's your name?"

"Youku. The starting investment is 10 million..."

"Go and contact him."

Hearing Xu Daqiang's words, Li Hao nodded:

"good."

"Um."

"uncle……"

"ah?"

"When Sanjin grows up, he will become an artist."

Upon hearing Li Hao's words, Xu Daqiang was delighted:

"Well, that's up to you."

Leaning back in the back seat comfortably, the northwest man's purple face was full of memories and relief.

In fact, it is quite difficult to write dialogues in dialects. Not only do you have to accurately control the differences between northern Shaanxi dialect and southern Shaanxi dialect, but you also have to take into account some wording and the like, which is very difficult. But sometimes these are necessary to create characters in order to distinguish people from different regions. Otherwise, it would be awkward if a northern Shaanxi coal boss speaks authentically from Beijing. I'll try to control it.