Teacher He of the Siheyuan

"Grandpa, you can't make this joke in front of the child." Seeing that He Daqing turned his face and denied him, Jia Zhang immediately took a step forward anxiously and wanted to stretch out his hand.

He Daqing dodges nimbly, and Jia Zhang winks frantically at BangGong.

As expected of the eldest son and grandson of the Jia family, Bang Geng turned his head very quickly, and said with a grievance on his small face, "Yes, grandpa, you can't deny me."

"Banggan, aren't you worried that grandpa didn't have breakfast in the morning so he cooked noodles, go and bring them here!" Mrs. Jia Zhang urged her good grandson to act quickly to show his filial piety.

"I can't do it, I can't do it with sticks and stalks." He Daqing took another step back, almost retreating into his own yard.

The stick remembers what grandma Jia Zhang said, as long as he can recognize He Daqing as a godfather, he will have chicken legs every day in the future.

With a small body, he walked back home, and in less than a sip of tea, he returned to the original place with a bowl in his hand, panting, but still respectfully said, "Grandpa, eat noodles"

At this time, the elder Yi Zhonghai, who happened to wake up, discovered the situation in front of He's house.

The old man came up happily and praised BangGong, "Oh, BangGeng is really sensible, you are so lucky to have such a dry grandson."

There was indeed a large bowl of noodles in the steaming bowl, but not to mention oily water, not even a chopped green onion, and most of the clear noodles were soup.

wrong.

Most of it should be water, and the rest is noodles.

He Daqing looked at the old porcelain bowl in Bang Geng's hand, as well as the Jia Zhang family who was staring at him, and Yi Zhonghai who was smiling but not smiling. In addition to lamenting the Jia family's coquettish operations, he was also determined to let Bang The idea of ​​eating a national meal.

"Old Yi, what you said is right. Although this kid is naughty, he still has filial piety to his elders. It's just that you don't have grandchildren and you might not understand." He Daqing just spoke lightly. in one direction.

He Daqing touched the balled hair of the stick, and said apologetically, "Sister-in-law Zhang, I appreciate the filial piety of the stick, but recently I have a stomachache and can't eat pasta. The doctor told me that I can only eat oily things to relieve it." "

"It's best to have braised pig's trotters, braised pork, or large intestines."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Zhang's Yi Zhonghai all changed his face.

What the hell?
Stomach pain and want to eat oily food?

Isn't this a different way to ask the Jia family to get meat for He Daqing?

The difficult period of the first three years of this year has just passed, and there is no shortage of meat in anyone's family. Even in the past, only landlords and rich people could afford meat.

In the entire courtyard, except for the eighth-level fitter, the uncle, it is estimated that He Daqing's family is well-off.

God is pitiful to see that Jia and Zhang want to get in touch with He Daqing in order to take advantage of it, but why He Daqing has come up with his own ideas!

Stick can't understand the twists and turns of adults, he was enthralled by the delicious food in He Daqing's mouth, and begged, "Grandma, I want to eat too"

Jia Zhang was so angry that he wanted to slap this grandson twice, but he couldn't bear it after all, and there was He Daqing and Yi Zhonghai present!
In order to keep the bowl of clear water from being in vain, Jia Zhang changed his mind and began to sell miserably, "My son, you don't know the situation in my family. There are old and young, and the whole family depends on Huai Ru's salary. did not starve to death”

"Just this bowl of noodles is saved from the breakfast of Xiaodang and Shame. It's the heart of the child."

The old man couldn't help being a little moved when he heard this, and asked He Daqing to accept the Qingshui noodles again, "Old He, no matter what, this is a kindness from the stick. If you don't accept it, the child's heart will be chilled."

Seemingly fair, standing on the moral high ground for your sake, accusing the neighbors in the courtyard, and then snatching the right to speak, this is Yi Zhonghai's old trick!

It's just that He Daqing wasn't going to take this kind of trick, he twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed, "Old Yi, Lao Yi, I think it's not just that I'm old and confused, even my ears are bad."

The uncle was scolded face to face for being stupid, and his mouth trembled with anger and wanted to fight back, but He Daqing didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued to explain.

"I said that I can't eat noodles if I have a bad appetite, and you also heard that it was deducted from the breakfast of Banggen Xiaodang and Guihuadu. If I eat it brazenly, what will these children eat?"

"Ah..." A menopausal elderly woman who can't read all of Jia Zhang's characters, thinking of the trick of selling miserably is already using her soaked brain to the extreme.

He Daqing's operation of kicking the ball back immediately made Jia Zhang speechless, not knowing how to deal with the clear water surface.

If Jia Zhang didn't speak, Yi Zhonghai would be embarrassed!

After all, he was just an outsider spectator, and he only came up to say a few words because of his status as a master and his age. Now that the person involved was dealt with by He Daqing, Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to recruit.

In order not to lose face, the uncle forcefully said, "Even if you don't eat it, there is no reason to take it back."

He Daqing nodded in silence for a moment, and took the bowl directly from Bang Geng's hand, "Old Yi, what you said also makes sense."

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang didn't expect that He Daqing would be persuaded so easily. Seeing that He Daqing had taken away the noodles, Banggen wanted to kneel down and call him Grandpa!
It's just that He Daqing had already stuffed the clear water noodles, even the bowl and soup, into Yi Zhonghai's hands before they could react.

"Old Yi, you are the most senior uncle in the courtyard, and Bang Jian is also your junior. When Dong Xu was away, you also took good care of Qin Huai Ru, often delivering stick noodles in the middle of the night. I know you are afraid of being misunderstood. But there are only a few of us here, now that the stick is sensible and will respect the elders, I think you should eat this noodle."

He Daqing sincerely talked about the relationship between Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family, especially pointing out the stick noodles that the uncle gave to Qin Huairu in the evening, so that Jia Zhang could understand how much the Jia family has received.

Sure enough, as soon as the private meeting with the little widow broke out in the middle of the night, Jia Zhang immediately flew into a rage, and secretly clenched her two callused hands, not knowing when the fatal blow would be launched!
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai no longer had the poise and dignity of a grandpa, and his heart was full of doubts about how He Daqing would know about this matter, and then how to deal with Jia Zhang's anger!

As for the stick, when he heard that the old man had given food to his mother before, he felt inexplicably fond of the old man, but why did he send it at night?

Yi Zhonghai's pale yellow face suddenly turned red, and he said excitedly, "Old He, don't make up nonsense about when I gave Qin Huairu stick noodles."

"Sister-in-law Zhang, don't listen to He Daqing talking nonsense about your affairs, I don't care."

How could He Daqing let this old boy leave so easily, with a very surprised expression, he grabbed the old man and said.

"No, I remember what you said when I was drinking before. You also said that Qin Huairu died at such a young age, her husband died, the child is still young, and her mother-in-law can only play and roll. I really want to find a man to help her."