The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

While the He family was having a great time, Xu Damao's family was also in a festive mood. The family of seven also happily sat around the table eating the New Year's Eve dinner.

At the dinner table, Father Xu was the happiest person. He now had a son, although he was not his own, but no one knew about it. In addition, his son had been the factory director for many years. He was very satisfied.

During this time, he frequently drank with Ran's father, and even Xu Damao wanted to join in for a drink but didn't have a chance. Seeing Xu Damao's embarrassment, Ran's father said, "Damo, today's New Year's Eve dinner is really delicious. First, the food is good, and second, our whole family is reunited. Come on, let's have a drink together."

"Okay, Dad!" Xu Damao said with a smile.

"Come on, let's do one together so that we can still get together." said Ran's mother.

After finishing the drink, Xu Wen said, "Grandpa and grandma, have you forgotten something? Don't just drink and eat."

"Oh, hahaha, my grandson is asking for New Year's money! Come, grandpa has prepared it for you a long time ago." Father Xu said with a smile.

He smiled and took out the red envelopes that had been prepared long ago, and then everyone took the red envelopes to tease Xu Wen.

At the Yi family, Yi Zhonghai stared at a plate of dumplings and a plate of meat with a miserable look on his face.

"Lao Yi, eat! What are you thinking about?" Li Xuelian asked.

"Oh! I just have no appetite. When will this end? Look at other people, especially Liu Haizhong's family. They have many children and grandchildren and they are so happy. That's... Oh, forget it, let's eat!" Yi Zhonghai sighed.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai say this, Li Xuelian's face was full of misery. She felt that she had implicated Yi Zhonghai, so she apologized, "Old Yi, this is all my fault..."

"Forget it, let's not say anything. Let's eat. We have to live one day at a time." As he said that, Yi Zhonghai picked up a dumpling and started chewing it. Listening to the laughter outside, he just couldn't muster up an appetite.

"Old Yi, we are lucky. Did you know that Yan Jiefang is back?" Li Xuelian changed the subject. She tried to improve her family's sense of happiness through comparison.

"I heard that it's Yan Jiefang who became lame, right?" Yi Zhonghai said indifferently.

"Yes! He's lame. There are two lame people in the Yan family. What's the use of having more sons? It's not like that. It's even worse than my family. Later I heard that Yan Jiefang got married and had two sons, but they all died in the earthquake. So, this is fate!" said Li Xuelian.

"Is that so? That's quite tragic. But if anyone is to be blamed, it's Shazhu who spread rumors everywhere. Otherwise, Old Yan's children wouldn't have run away because they couldn't get married. Alas! A good person changed in an instant. We are all from the same courtyard. Is it necessary to torture him to death? Fortunately, God is not completely blind. Although that little beast has an easy life, he doesn't have a son. This is God's punishment for him." Yi Zhonghai said viciously.

He felt that the reason he was in the current state was all because He Yuzhu did not listen to him. If He Yuzhu had listened to him, he would now have a family full of children and grandchildren, even though they were not his biological children.

"Yeah, that's right. He deserves to have no son. What good is it if he lives a good life? He will be no different from us in the future." Li Xuelian said.

"Haha, eat!" Yi Zhonghai said. Now he was in a better mood.

The Yan family, a family of four, also gathered around the table to eat New Year's Eve dinner. There were two pounds of pork, all cooked today, a large plate of dumplings, four meat dishes, and white flour buns.

Since the dishes were not shared, Yan Jiecheng had a big appetite at this moment. He ate dumplings and meat vegetables at the same time, and his mouth was full of oil.

"Dad, today is the real New Year. We should celebrate it according to this standard from now on. Haha, Jiefang, don't just stand there, eat quickly." Yan Jiecheng laughed.

"Hey! Jiefang, you should eat something too. As the saying goes, the dead are gone, and the living must always move on. Eat. This meal tonight is specially prepared for you by your father." Yan Fugui said.

"Dad, why did it become like this?" Yan Jiefang burst into tears again.

"Jiefang, this is fate, a natural disaster, you can't avoid it. Think about how many people died there before you. You are lucky to be alive. Don't be sad anymore. Cheer up. Follow your brother to pick up scraps. We will work hard to save some money and find a wife for both of you. Even if she is a widow, at least there will be someone to cook at home, okay?" Yan Fugui comforted.

"Hehe, Jiefang, what dad said makes sense. I have been saving money all the time! It will be soon. If I can't marry a grown girl by then, it should be okay to marry a widow! At least you will have a companion in the future. Listen to me, and eat quickly." Yan Jiecheng also comforted him.

"Jiefang, your father is right. You two brothers should work hard in the future. Mom will find someone to look for you in the countryside. Maybe you can find one!" Yang Ruihua also echoed.

In this way, the Yan family spent the whole year comforting Yan Jiefang.

At the same time, on the other side, the Jia family had a rather humble New Year. Qin Huairu and her mother and two other children gathered around a plate of vegetarian dumplings, a bowl of stir-fried cabbage with meat, and a few steamed buns, eating them in small bites. This was the best meal they had had this year.

Not far away, on the bed, Jia Zhang was chewing on the only steamed bun she had, drinking hot water as she chewed. After a while, she had finished the bun, but her stomach was still rumbling.

"Huai Ru, Xiao Dang, can you give me some dumplings too? Today is New Year's Eve, and I know I don't have much time left. Can you give me some?" Jia Zhang pleaded pitifully.

"Mrs. Jia, have you forgotten what the doctor said? If you want to live longer, you should eat more coarse grains. You will suffer if you eat fine grains. We are doing this for your own good." Qin Huairu said.

"Yes, Mrs. Jia, don't be ungrateful. We are doing this for your own good. You should listen to the doctor." Xiao Dang also echoed.

"Oh! I might as well die if I can't eat. Huairu, give me some. Just give me two dumplings. It's New Year's Day. It shouldn't be a problem to eat one or half a dumpling, right?" Jia Zhang continued to beg.

"I say, Aunt Jia, are you done yet? Why don't you understand what I'm saying? I'm telling you clearly now, these dumplings and fine grains are not something an old loser like you can eat, do you understand? It's good enough that I can give you a bite to eat. It's not a bad thing. You've been eating it all your life, and you got this disease because of what you eat. Look at how fat you were before. If you were slaughtered and the meat was weighed, I'm guessing you'd weigh two hundred kilograms." Xiao Dang scolded impatiently.

"Ahhh, I want to eat, ahhhh..." Jia Zhang started howling.

"Mrs. Jia, don't make yourself uncomfortable during the New Year. Xiaodang is the pillar of our family now, and she has the final say. If you make trouble again, I won't give you anything tomorrow." Qin Huairu said.

“Ahhh, I won’t cry, I won’t make a fuss, I won’t make a fuss…” Jia Zhang howled.

After a while, Jia Zhang fell asleep quietly.