Siheyuan: No one can afford this man

In the quadrangle.

Qin Huairu guessed that it was almost time, so he came out of the house and came to the gate of the compound to wait for Sha Zhu.

Every day, Qin Huairu would be here waiting for Shazhu, waiting for the lunch he brought back from the factory, rain or shine.

As the chef of the steel rolling mill, Shazhu can bring home some meals from the factory every day.This is also the unspoken rule of this line.

Even if the factory manager or other managers know about it, they will just turn a blind eye and close one eye. As long as they don't overdo it, they will take it.

After all, as the old saying goes, if the cook does not steal, the grain will not be harvested.

But even though they are leftovers, these dishes are not simple.

This is the leader's food, and when Shazhu cooks, he will secretly leave some, and there is a lot of meat in it, even if ordinary people want to eat it, they can't eat it.

It's just that Shazhu didn't eat a few mouthfuls of the dishes he brought back, and almost all of them went into the mouths of Qin Huairu and his family of five.

The three children and an old lady in their family were all fat and fat by Sha Zhu, especially the half-sized boy, Bang Geng, who was much stronger than other children of the same age in the yard.

……

From a distance, Qin Huairu saw her precious son walking back with a face full of resentment.

There was also a smell of feces coming straight to his forehead, making Qin Huairu cover his nose quickly.

Qin Huairu asked loudly: "Banggan, where have you been pissing off again! Did you fall into the cesspit?"

Listening to his mother's question, Bang Geng walked straight into the courtyard without saying a word.

Qin Huairu stomped her feet anxiously, wishing she could hang him up and beat him up: "It's not at all reassuring for you to suffer a thousand dollars! The clothes I just changed this morning are made like this for you."

It's winter, not to mention that this thick cotton coat is difficult to wash.Even after washing the clothes in the cesspit, it is difficult to cover up the smell, not to mention that there is no cotton-padded jacket for him to change at home.

Qin Huairu's life was also very hard, her husband left early.An old woman and three young children were left behind to take care of her.

In addition to going to work in the steel rolling mill as my husband, I also have to do daily work inside and outside the house.

If a person is too busy, he can't do well.

The two girls are still young so I won't talk about it.

Jia Zhang stared at her every day as if she was guarding against thieves, as if she would steal someone at any time, and she could rush out with a feather duster to scold him when she said a word to a man in the yard.

Stick has been favored by Jia Zhang since he was a child. Although he hasn't made any big mistakes, his hands and feet have always been unclean.Today, the east family eats an egg, and tomorrow the west family gets a steamed bun, and people come to the house every two or three days.

The sufferer came to the door, and Qin Huairu had to deal with it by himself, while Jia Zhang stayed away, but whenever someone caught him and lost money, Jia Zhang would stand up and curse.

It's not a good day.

Otherwise, Shazhu might not feel sorry for their family.

……

Stick stiffened his neck and didn't speak, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

I don't mention the lost chicken, and it was thrown into a cesspit in a sack. When did I suffer such grievances when I grew up so big.

The most important thing is that there is no way to tell others about this matter.

After all, the origin of this chicken is not right, and the fact that it was put in a sack and thrown into a cesspit is really disgraceful, and it is too embarrassing to say it.

Coupled with this annoying mother who knows how to babble all day long, I feel like I'm going to explode.

He secretly swore in his heart: Don't let me know who is plotting against me behind my back, otherwise I will have to kill you!
Qin Huairu saw that her precious son couldn't hold back his fart for a long time, and immediately knew that it must be something bad.She knows the character of her son too well, she must have suffered some kind of loss outside, and she is too embarrassed to speak up.

Just as he was about to teach him a lesson, just as he raised his hand, he saw Xiaodang and Huaihua running in holding hands, bouncing in with lunch boxes.

Silly Zhu with his hands behind his back, with a smirk all over his face, he leisurely followed behind them: "Run slowly, don't fall!"

Silly Zhu waved at Qin Huairu with a playful smile, and went back to his room to cook without saying a word.

Qin Huairu took the lunch box from Huaihua, intending to teach Bang Geng a lesson, but now it's off-duty time, and people from every household in the yard began to come back, and people came and went.The child is also so old, it is not easy to attack in public.

Besides, I still have Shazhu's lunch box in my hand, and I usually gossip a little bit. If the public doesn't know how to restrain themselves, I don't know what it will be like to be run over by others.

"You wait! You're welcome!" She poked Sticky's head hard with her finger, then turned and went into the room.

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backyard.

Xu Damao came back slowly, humming a song.

The first thing he did when he got home was to go to his chicken coop to see the two old hens that had been raised for several days.

Xu Damao is the only projectionist in the factory, and he can often earn some extra money by going to the countryside to help others show movies.

These two old hens were gifts from fellow villagers when they went to the countryside to help others show movies a few days ago.

Old hens are rare goods these days, and you can't buy them even with money.

He is not willing to eat them, let alone sell them. Instead, he raises them carefully so that he can still get two eggs every day.

He and his daughter-in-law Lou Xiao'e have been married for more than two years, and her daughter-in-law's stomach has never responded.

And he also wanted to get a good start, laying eggs and laying eggs, maybe one day he would also lay one.

Xu Damao, who just got off work, walked towards the chicken coop with his hands behind his back, walking in square steps, like a big leader who came down to inspect.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, he is completely dumbfounded.

As if losing a baby, he yelled loudly: "Where's my chicken? Who the hell stole my chicken!"

"Lou Xiao'e, come out quickly! Why is there one less chicken in our house!"

After hearing Xu Damao's hysterical voice, Lou Xiao'e in the house ran out quickly and found that there were only one old hen left in the chicken coop.

Lou Xiao'e held her shoulder-length short hair with her hands, and she also looked confused: "I don't know, I feel a little uncomfortable in the afternoon, so I'm sleeping in the back room."

She was woken up by Xu Damao's voice, and she is still a little confused now.

"Oh, my God! Our house has been burglarized!"

This year is not like the future, materials are very scarce, and chickens are very precious, let alone an old hen that is still laying eggs.

Lou Xiao'e didn't know what to do, so she tugged at the corner of Xu Damao's clothes: "What should we do, why don't we call the police?"

Xu Damao shook his head: "It's so serious, it's impossible for outsiders to enter our yard to steal things. I'm sure, it must be done by people in our yard. I think it's better to find the three uncles and them to hold a meeting of the whole courtyard. , can definitely find out the person who stole the chicken."

Lou Xiao'e didn't have any ideas, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After speaking, the two walked side by side to the uncle's house.

Suddenly, Lou Xiaoe sniffled her nose, patted Xu Damao and said, "Smell, what does it smell like, it smells so good."

The tip of Xu Damao's nose twitched, and he smelled a special fragrance. After a little identification of the direction, it came from the Shazhu's house.

"It smells like chicken."

"Really? How can I say it's so fragrant!"

Xu Damao didn't react at first, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "My chicken!"

Then he dragged his daughter-in-law, and hurriedly ran to the silly pillar's door, and kicked the door open with one kick.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw chicken stewing in the casserole on the briquette stove in the house, steaming hot.

Xu Damao was so angry that his eyes widened, and he pointed at Shazhu's nose and said, "Good, you silly Zhu! How dare you steal our old hen! That's what I keep for laying eggs!"