Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Dinner time.

After Sha Zhu got married, because of Ran Qiuye's joining, the dinner table changed from five people and one dog to six people and one dog.

On this day, as usual, after a busy meal in the kitchen, the cook, Sha Zhu, brought a plate to the table.

"Come, come, this vinegared Musu just came out of the pot, try it." Silly Zhu said, after serving the last dish of the day, he sat down.

As soon as I sat down to eat, I heard an earth-shattering cry from the opposite door.

He Yushui slapped his chopsticks on the table and scolded: "It's the Jia family again, it's like singing a big show in this courtyard, and they don't allow people to eat well."

Lin Aijun listened with his ears sideways, and the scream was the voice of a little boy: "This is the cry of a stick, beating a child."

Sha Zhu scratched his head and said, "It's nothing, it's normal! It's said that a seven-year-old or eight-year-old dog also hates it. I was beaten every day at his age."

"This matter has something to do with me." Ran Qiuye who was eating silently at the side suddenly said.

As a result, everyone's eyes instantly focused on her.

"Sister-in-law, what's going on?" He Yushui asked with a frown, feeling a little worried.

Ran Qiuye just married into the yard, so she probably doesn't know the virtues of Jia's family, so I have to tell her in detail later, so as not to accidentally get caught.

"Today, I ran into Mommy's mother in the yard after work, and told her that I'm not doing well in my studies recently, that my dictation was a mess, and that I was surrounded and raped by silently being a wolf, passively being surrounded by Go. Damn Immediately became angry, and promised to go back and educate the stick." Ran Qiuye said, sighing deeply.

Everyone made up their minds and laughed instantly.

"This kid is a talent! Silly Zhu, I can compete with you." Lin Aijun couldn't help laughing after he realized it.

Silly Zhu thought for a while, then said with a smile: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's quite smooth this way, the Chinese culture is extensive and profound."

While talking, Qin Huairu roared again and again from the courtyard.

"Great meme! Do you know what that you wrote silently means?"

"Mom, I don't know... ouch, ouch..."

"What you wrote silently was that a wolf was raped by a pack of wolves. What do you think is going on in your head!"

"Mom, stop beating, I will be raped by Silent Wolf next time! That will be one-on-one."

"Stop for me, did you listen to the class?"

"Ouch, ouch..."

Then there was another wail of stick being beaten by Fatty.

"Mom... I don't dare to stop listening in class..."

Then there were several voices of distressed dissuasion from Jia Zhang: "Huairu, don't break the child."

Sha Zhu shook his head and said: "Come, come, let's continue eating, just be an accompaniment."

"I just think it's a bit strange. A child from a normal family should not be able to make up such a word." Ran Qiuye frowned and said, "But Mommy sticks to what she says, and she really educates her well."

As a teacher who teaches and educates people, listening to the crying next door, she feels that this kind of education method is wrong.

Except for Ran Qiuye, everyone in the room knew the bloody past between Qin Huairu and Xu Fugui.

Everyone thinks it's quite normal, after all, it's not surprising that the stick is in the house every day.

Sometimes adults feel that children are still young and don't care when they talk.

Unexpectedly, these half-aged children have actually understood it very well.

Anyway, these days, there is no entertainment at night.

Although black and white TV sets already exist, ordinary people don't even think about it.

So what I can do at night, besides having children, is to beat them.

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the next day.

When Lin Aijun and Sha Zhu entered the yard after get off work, they saw the stick chasing Sanmao in the yard.

Seeing the two of them coming back, Stickyong stopped in front of them and looked up at them.

Seeing that Banggen's cheek was red and swollen, the two knew that Widow Qin really beat the child up last night.

"Silly Zhu, Uncle Junzi." Bang Geng obviously wanted to say something, so he took the initiative to say hello.

"Bang, you were beaten up by your mother last night." Silly Zhu asked.

Stick nodded, looked down at his toes: "Yes, I made a mistake in silently."

"Well, your Teacher Ran told us. Go back and write it down a few more times, won't it be fine if you're right?" Lin Aijun glanced at the stick.

"My mother said yesterday that besieged rape is not a good word, so I can no longer use this group of words." BangJiao said with a half-comprehension.

Sha Zhu nodded immediately when he heard the words, expressing his agreement: "There is nothing wrong with what your mother said. Not only can you not use rape, but anything with a little bit of rape is not a good word, so let's try not to use it."

As the lover of the teacher in charge of the class, Sha Zhu took the initiative to become a half-teacher, and began to carry out ideological education work for the class teacher.

"For example?" Stick stem asked innocently.

"For example, rape, adultery... etc., these are all illegal, we must form words with positive energy." Sha Zhu seemed to be speaking the truth.

Lin Aijun was listening to the conversation between the two, and felt a black thread.

"Silly Zhu, don't talk nonsense to children, you are talking about psychological hints, which is misleading your children."

"Silly uncle, can you tell me that any woman doesn't like being raped by others?" Bang Geng looked curious.

Silly Zhu was immediately stopped by the stick question, he had never seriously thought about this question.

He thought about it for a while, thought of a way, and decided to use a popular metaphor that had nothing to do with driving to explain this matter clearly to Stick.

So he squatted down so that his eyes were at the same position as the stick.

"Bang, if you think about it like this, you will understand. If you are on the street and a stranger walks across, he suddenly sticks out his finger and inserts it into your nostril, would you like it?"

Lin Aijun next to him was stunned when he heard it, and couldn't help but make up the picture in his brain.

Shit, he doesn't like it.

He really didn't like this feeling very much!

ah!This... This is so vivid! !

Talent!

Shazhu's brain circuit is definitely a talent!
After hearing the metaphor of Sha Zhu, Bang Geng also brainstormed the picture, and instantly felt that Uncle Sha's words were very reasonable, but there was one thing he needed to confirm again.

"Silly uncle, I thought about it, and I don't think I like it. What you said about sticking your nostrils, is that true?"

As he spoke, he saw the stick stretch out two fingers and insert them into Sha Zhu's nostrils, one on the left and one on the right, one on each side.

Silly Zhu who was squatting on the ground instantly petrified, as if his whole body had been poured with cement, unable to move.

Lin Aijun was stunned, and then laughed unceremoniously and without image.

Awesome!
He is also a talent!
Sanmao was also grinning, drooling, with a half-smile expression.

Silly heart: Are you polite?

Then he slapped away the sticky hand, and stood up: "Can you save face for my buddy, can you stop laughing?"