Siheyuan: The Rebirth of the Silly Pillar in the 50s

Intermediate Court.

It's not even half past six, and the neighbors have already gone there early to grab seats for a meal.

"Lao Yan is really interesting! There are so many tables set up."

"Sending wedding invitations door to door. It seems like he really wants to invite you."

"Let me see how this dish tastes and it won't be a waste of the five thousand gift I gave you."

"..."

The neighbors were chatting and laughing and were about to take their seats when Yan Bugui came out of his house and shouted loudly: "Don't be in a hurry to sit down now, come here to write the gift account!"

"Okay, I won't be able to eat this meal for a while!"

"You're already here, but it's not like you didn't bring anything with you!"

"Come on, let's get a good seat after paying!"

"..."

Before the neighbors even touched the stool, they stood up again and went to Yan Bugui to write the gift account.

"Old Li's family, five thousand gift!"

"Old Liu's family, an enamel washbasin!"

"Jia Zhang..."

Yan Bugui looked at the box of matches in his hand, doubting life, and looked up at Jia Zhang's smiling face with yellow teeth.

"No, Mrs. Zhang, you..."

"What's wrong? Gifts are light on affection, and matches are also gifts! How can anyone who sets up a banquet pick up gift money? Don't you big guys think so?"

Jia Zhang turned around and shouted.

But got no response.

The neighbors touched their noses and ears, but avoided answering.

Although Yan Bugui was speechless, he didn't want to embarrass himself on the big day, so he waved his hand and accepted her matchbox.

"It's almost there!"

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and turned around with Jia Dongxu.

When the two of them walked, they made a clanking sound.

"Hey, a representative is here!"

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up when he saw a big fish held in He Daqing's hand.

"Congratulations, Lao Yan! You can't buy a son even if you are old!"

He Daqing said some auspicious words and handed the fish to Yan Jiecheng who was receiving the gift next to him.

"Same joy! You and He Yuzhu and the others go and sit over there. I've reserved a good seat for you!"

Yan Bugui personally entertained and led He Daqing to his seat.

He also knew that the fish He Daqing sent was probably caught by himself.

But who is He Daqing?

He is a representative of the compound, and with his status and qualifications, of course he must be greeted with a smile.

After He Daqing and the others took their seats.

Yi Zhonghai came with a gift of [-] yuan.

Yan Bugui still personally arranged for him to sit at the same table with He Daqing and the others.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Wood came over and presented a pair of enamel tea jars, and Liu Haizhong presented an enamel small bowl.

The neighbors basically gave me things they could use on a daily basis, and the lowest gift was a thousand yuan.

Yan Bugui's hands were weak when receiving the gifts, and it was almost half past seven before the banquet started.

"Lao Yan, it's almost ready, let's start the banquet!"

"That's right! We didn't eat lunch just because of your meal!"

"What kind of delicacies are there? You have to show them to us!"

Neighbors urged in unison.

Yan Bugui accepted the gift unhurriedly, his mouth splitting with laughter.

"Don't be afraid of being late for a good meal! Ruihua, hurry up and serve everyone food!"

"Hey! Here we come!"

Yang Ruihua responded and walked out of the kitchen carrying a large pot of food with the lid still on the pot.

The neighbors stretched their necks and stood up to see what Yan Bugui was treating them to.

But because the pot lid adds a lot of mystery to the dish.

They didn't even guess what it was.

"Lao Yan's arrogance is so grand!"

"I guess it's a pot of meat!"

"But why don't I smell the fragrance?"

"You guys sit down, we'll find out when we come up later!"

Finally, with great anticipation from the neighbors, the cauldron was finally served.

Yang Ruihua opened the lid himself and silenced everyone.

What kind of meat is that?

It's clearly a pot of stick noodle porridge.

That’s right, it’s not white rice porridge, it’s the cheapest stick noodles!

For a moment, the whole place was silent, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"Don't worry, I'll serve it to you one by one! Yan Jiecheng, go and help serve the porridge for everyone! Lao Yan, stop looking at the accounts and hurry up!"

The neighbors looked at each other in disbelief at the dish.

No one expected that Yan Bugui would get this thing to treat guests.

But none of us were too embarrassed to stand up and be the first to break our skin.

All he could do was keep a dark face and wait for Yan Bugui's family to serve him porridge.

Yang Ruihua was in charge of the ordinary neighbors. She looked at the gift account and took out containers of various sizes.

The skill of watching people's dishes come into full play in her hands.

Whoever gives more gifts will be served in a big bowl.

Whoever gives less gifts will be served in a small bowl.

When we arrived at Jia Zhang's place, we didn't even use the bowl. The porridge in two small teacups was handed to the mother and son.

She immediately slapped the table angrily and said, "Yang Ruihua, what do you mean? It's not like our family doesn't give gifts, but are you sending away the beggars?"

"Sister-in-law Zhang, don't speak so harshly. If you want to eat more, you have to look at what you are giving. Is it unreasonable to exchange a box of matches for two cups of porridge? I think it's quite reasonable."

Jia Zhang still wanted to be anxious with her.

But Jia Dongxu saw that no one said anything, and he was afraid of being embarrassed, so he tugged on the corner of her clothes.

"Mom...please stop talking..."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was dragged down by her son and threw her arms angrily.

"Why are you turning your elbows outward?"

Jia Dongxu pointed at his stomach and knocked it, making a banging sound!

"We're taking this guy with us, so we won't suffer any loss."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she immediately became happy.

He didn't care anymore and ate his cup of porridge absently.

"Who else hasn't served it yet? Tell me and I'll serve it to you personally!"

Yang Ruihua happily held the big spoon, like a king's scepter, controlling the fate of all the guests.

The neighbors looked embarrassed and couldn't help complaining.

"It's true that two kinds of people can't sleep under the same bed."

"Isn't it just, treat me to this? I have lived too long."

"Forget it, it's better than eating nothing. Let's go quickly after eating."

"..."

Yan Bugui was in charge of the table where He Daqing and the others were the more senior figures in the courtyard.

It was still watching someone place the dishes, but it was obvious that the bowl he took was a little bigger than the ordinary neighbors.

He was fair and impartial. The porridge he served was the same volume and the horizontal lines were all right.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the porridge in front of him and gradually doubted his life.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a treat.

Secondly, I have never seen such a good thing like giving birth to a son.

But then I thought about the sad thing. I didn't even have a son.

There is no chance for me to set up a table even if I want to.

Thinking of this, he could only stare at the porridge in the bowl in silence.

He Daqing and He Yuzhu looked at each other and smiled. They had guessed from last night to now that Yan Bugui would engage in such an operation.

The two of them held back their laughter.

He didn't dare to speak his mind.

He Yuyu was childish and raised his head and shouted: "Uncle Yan, if you want to have dinner, treat us all to porridge! I can't even eat enough!"

As soon as she said these words, the guests present could not hold back.

Everyone was angry, but they couldn't help but laugh!

In the hilarious scene, Yan Bugui dug his toes into the ground in embarrassment.

He smiled bitterly and said: "This is the condition at home, so don't dislike it. Let's do this, Rainwater. If you're not full, I'll add some pickles to you."

With that said, Yan Bugui "generally" added pickles to the bowls of He Daqing's family of three.

Xu Wood leaned back in his chair and waited leisurely.

He thought very simply.

If Yan Bugui wants to curry favor with the first representative, he can't leave himself, the second representative, behind, right?

The pickles in He Daqing's bowl are not ordinary pickles at all.

It is a symbol of power and status.

In terms of rights and status, I am almost the same as He Daqing.

He promised Wood that he deserved these pickles.

But what he didn't expect was that Yan Bugui finished adding pickles to He Daqing and the others and walked past Xu Wood.

Just left... left...

Xu Wood stared at Yan Bugui's back with wide eyes.

Unbelievable written all over his face.

Looking back, He Daqing and He Yuzhu didn't know why they were laughing anymore, they were just laughing anyway.

Suddenly, Xu Wood's anger rushed to the Tianling Gai!

Just throw the chopsticks!

"No more food, let's go!"

After that, he took his wife and children and left the table directly!

All it takes is a leader.

When the neighbors saw Xu Wood leaving, they all stood up and left the table angrily.

In a short time, most of the people were gone.

He Daqing and He Yuzhu really couldn't stand it anymore, and sooner or later they would laugh out loud if they stayed any longer.

"Yu Yu, let's go. Let's go out to a restaurant today. We won't eat."

"Great!"

He Yuyu clapped his hands happily, and Peipianpidian followed his father and brother.

Of course, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong have no need to stay.

The gift of [-] yuan and two enamel bowls were thrown away as nothing.

Yan Bugui felt a little numb when he saw that all the important people were gone.

Followed by Hou Butt and asked: "Why are you all leaving!"

Several important people turned their backs to him and shook their heads without saying a word.

Yan Bugui looked back and saw that most of the people had left. The few remaining people were old, weak, women and children with weak legs and a few whose families were in really poor conditions.

"I told you not to do it. Don't do it. Will you offend someone now?"

Yang Ruihua was still awake and stamped his feet anxiously.

Yan Bugui didn't care.

"Anyway, I've accepted the gifts, so what's there to be afraid of? We didn't suffer any loss this time!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the couple saw Jia Zhang taking out a big basin from her clothes!

She was pouring bowls of porridge on the table into the basin she brought!

Yan Bugui became anxious at that time and hurriedly chased after her and shouted: "Sister-in-law Zhang, what are you doing?"

"No one ate, I cleaned it up, no need to thank me. They are all neighbors."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was speechless.

Jia Dongxu was faster than her and had already cleaned three tables.

Yan Bugui went up to grab Jia Zhang's pot and refused to let her pour it. He said plausibly: "This porridge is not finished yet. Our family has to recycle it. I never asked you to pack it!"

"Is it your turn to give in? Yan Bugui. Our family has given us gifts! We should eat as much as we can! These and those are all mine! You'd better let me go!"

Yan Bugui clung to Jia Zhang's big basin.

It's like grasping one's own bottom line.

He refuses to let go!