Break out of the courtyard

The next day, before dawn, Qin Huairu got up and kneaded the noodles, preparing to make steamed buns.

However, when she scooped the yellow porcelain pot to the bottom of the jar and made a scraping sound, but only scooped up half the pot of stick noodles, Qin Huairu discovered something tricky.

There is no food at home!

There are no more food stamps!

There are a lot of meal tickets in the canteen of the steel rolling mill. Those are Jia Dongxu's meals for February, and he hasn't used a few of them this month.

If I bring the canteen food home, I can get through this month. After all, today is the 22nd, and there are only a few days until next month's salary is paid.

But what about next month’s food?

Jia Dongxu is dead, Banggan’s household registration has not been confirmed, and there will be no food supply next month...

Qin Huairu made the breakfast buns too small, and Jia Zhang was so angry that she slammed the table on the spot, "Qin Huairu, you take care of the family's money, and you only give me this little food? Do you want to starve me to death?"

"How much food does the family have? How much food will be supplied every month in the future? You are responsible for this. Don't you know?" Qin Huairu said coldly, without even looking at Jia Zhang.

In her plan, after taking down the stupid pillar, she would live in the main room of the middle courtyard, return her job to Jia Zhang, and let the old Qianpo go to work in the factory.

In this way, she can wash, cook and take care of her children at home again!

But, that coffin is too eyesore!

"Pillar!"

A mother's voice sounded outside the house. Qin Huairu immediately put down her little daughter and was about to go out to "encounter" Sha Zhu and then go to work together.

"Come back early at noon to show off your skills. The matchmaker wants to bring the girl over for dinner."

"Okay! Auntie!"

He Yuzhu walked away with a silly smile, Qin Huairu was frozen at home, and Jia Zhang had a gloomy look on her face...

Qin Huairu was distracted. Her plan had just begun, was it about to fail?

Mrs. Jia Zhang's face was gloomy and uncertain, and her son's last words echoed in her mind, "When the truth doesn't make sense, you just talk nonsense; when the truth doesn't make sense, you just act rudely!"

"What did I say at noon yesterday?" Mrs. Jia Zhang sneered: "Why did Silly Zhu give you a big steamed bun and half a box of vegetables?"

"Besides the little bit of flesh under your clothes, what else do you have that he would be interested in?"

"Besides, you've already given birth to three children. How wide and loose are you down there? Don't you have any idea?"

……

Qin Huairu suddenly became angry under Jia Zhang's sarcasm. The battle had just begun!

Just like yesterday's second battle, if I didn't persist until the afternoon, how would I know that victory would come so easily!

Qin Huairu packed up her mood and went to work. Halfway through, someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder.

"Yo! Sister-in-law Jia!"

Xu Damao stopped his bicycle and pushed it with a smirk on his face. He walked on Qin Huairu's left side and peeked at Qin Huairu's daughter's two large granaries from time to time.

This move was gradually noticed by Qin Huairu, thinking to herself, I am wearing such thick clothes, I wonder what you can see?

However, before taking two steps, Qin Huairu remembered the unusual changes in Yi Zhonghai. The old guy seemed to have changed after she held his hand...

"What's wrong!" Qin Huairu suddenly grabbed Xu Damao's right hand holding the handlebar and looked at the way he came in panic, "Da Mao, I forgot to take the meal ticket, what should I do?"

The unmarried young man Xu Damao, touched by the widow's little hand, grabbed Qin Huairu's hand with his backhand, and inserted an index finger into Qin Huairu's sleeve, "Sister-in-law, don't panic, I'll take you back on my bike!"

"No! It's too late! I'm going to be late for work!" Qin Huairu took back her hand and stamped her feet in a hurry. The granary in front of her shook and she looked Xu Damao in the eyes.

"Sister-in-law, use mine first!"

……

Early in the morning, Zhang Heping saw Qin Huairu and Xu Damao chatting on the road. When he and his mother Ma Xiuzhen passed by, neither of them noticed!

"Hey! It's all my fault. I heard what my aunt said this morning, asking Silly Zhu to go back for a blind date with a girl at noon. I was distracted by this and forgot to take the meal ticket."

Perception: Mastery (25%).

Zhang Heping turned around, glanced at the two people behind him strangely, and said to himself: Qin Huairu definitely did it on purpose!

As for the reason, I’m too lazy to think about it…

As soon as he returned to the yard, Zhang Heping went to Yan's house, pulled Yan Bugui out as a coachman, and took him to a nearby trust store. He bought two jars to prepare new bait, and also bought two wooden and glass photo frames. .

The jar is used to lure Yan Bugui to go out. The main purpose of going out is to buy a glass photo frame.

On the way back, Zhang Heping specially took Yan Bugui to visit the special needs ward of Xuanwu Hospital, and then returned to the hospital with the box containing the marriage certificate and medals.

Ignoring Yan Bugui's complicated psychological changes, Zhang Heping returned home and put his parents' marriage certificate into a slightly larger glass photo frame.

Then, he found his mother, Ma Xiuzhen, who was busy here and there, and hammered two nails on the left and right sides of the earthen kang in the bedroom on the right side of the east wing, in the middle and upper position of the south wall.

When Zhang Heping climbed onto the earthen bed and hung the marriage certificate frame on the nail on the right, Ma Xiuzhen stared at it for a long time.

Zhang Heping waved his hand to wake his mother, Ma Xiuzhen, and pointed to the empty space on the wall, telling him his plan to hang it full of photos of his family.

Finally, how to put a few medals into a photo frame!

The two photo frames are about the same size, but the wooden frames are black and brown.

The original plan was to put half of the brown photo frame where the medal was placed, a photo, and half of it with a piece of red cloth, and hang the medal on the red cloth.

However, there was no red cloth at home, and he did not buy it.

Mother Ma Xiuzhen thought of a way and found Comrade Zhang's old military uniform.

Then hang a few medals on the left and right sides of the military uniform, lay the military uniform flat on the bottom of the photo frame, cover the glass photo frame, and then fold the military uniform outside the photo frame behind the bottom plate and simply fix it with needlework so that it will not be scattered and exposed.

Looking at the medal photo frame hanging on the left, Ma Xiuzhen suddenly said to her son Zhang Heping: "In the past few days, I have been feeling uneasy. These three rooms are too big. It feels like they belong to someone else's house."

“Now, seeing them hanging on the wall, I feel like this is our home!”

……

After lunch, Ma Xiuzhen went to the hospital, while Zhang Heping and the third uncle Yan Bugui went to the vegetable cellar in the front yard.

Currently, there are four families in the front yard, including the Zhang Heping family who occupies half of the yard to the east of the front yard, the Yan family who lives in the west wing of the front yard, and the two families who live in the two wing rooms next to the west wing facing the street.

According to Yan Bugui, once he rents out the two penthouses next door, the front yard will belong to him and Zhang Heping.

The vegetable cellar in the front yard is not big, and there are wooden frames on the four walls to support the top wooden boards.

The wooden frame on the east side of Lao Chen's house used to be empty. There are also a small amount of radish, cabbage, and potatoes on the wooden frame on the other three walls. The wooden frame on the west side of Yan's house has the most vegetables.

Yan Bugui took Zhang Heping down to the vegetable cellar, first to pick up rotten vegetable leaves, and secondly to ask Zhang Heping to see if the vegetable cellar was suitable for the two jars, because Zhang Heping said that preparing bait requires a constant-temperature fermentation process.

After Zhang Heping felt the temperature and humidity of the vegetable cellar, he said to Yan Bugui: "Try a jar here first to avoid wasting food."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion above the vegetable cellar.

"Silly Zhu, am I wrong? Your father just ran away with the widow! There are two widows living next door to your house!"

"Thief Sun, don't run away if you have the guts!"

"Grandson, if you have the guts, don't chase after your uncle!"

When Yan Bugui and Zhang Heping came out of the vegetable cellar, they saw the back of He Yuzhu chasing after him out of the door.

However, after a while, three red-sleeved aunts walked into the door, followed by several men in white coats and masks, who did not look like doctors.

"Hey! What brought Director Wang to our hospital?" Yan Bugui greeted him with a smile on his face, "Sister Chen and Sister Lu are also here. Why don't you come to my house first?"

The leader, a round-faced aunt wearing a military green double-breasted woolen coat, said: "Comrade Yan Bugui, someone reported that the mourning hall in your courtyard has been held for more than ten days, and the bodies are so smelly that they are not even buried! It's so scary that others don't dare at night. I went out to use the bathroom! Do you know about this?"

"Director Wang, it was the apprentice of Yi Zhonghai, the great master of our courtyard, who died." Yan Bugui pointed in the direction of the middle courtyard, "He built the mourning hall, which is in the middle courtyard."

"Let's go!" The round-faced Director Wang waved his hand, and a group of people rushed into the middle courtyard.

Zhang Heping wanted to watch the fun, but the third uncle Yan Bugui pulled him to the flower garden in front of his house. "Don't go in, be careful, Jia Zhang will go crazy and arrest people!"

Hearing the noise in the middle courtyard, the third aunt ran out of the house and looked through the second door at the Jia family mourning hall diagonally opposite. Jia Zhang seemed to be swearing.

The third aunt couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Old Yan, what happened? Where are there so many people?"

"I don't know who reported the Jia family's mourning hall. Judging from the attitude of Director Wang of the subdistrict office, I am afraid that Jia Dongxu will be dragged to be cremated!"

Perception: Mastery (26%).

"Mom, where are we going?"

"Go back to the countryside and transfer your household registration."

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