Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

"fine."

Zhang Minghui pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead and spoke to the third uncle breathlessly.

"It's okay, uncle. I'm just exercising and cleaning the house. I haven't lived in it for a few days. The house is covered with dust. I'll consider cleaning it as exercise."

"Uncle, please sit on the bed for a while."

Pulling the third uncle Yan Fugui to the inner room,

The third uncle Yan Fugui glanced through the mirror and found canned meat and canned fruit on the small square table.

"Wow, Minghui, you want to improve the food."

The old man's eyes were really sharp and he noticed it as soon as he entered the house.

"Hey, Uncle San, these are the gifts that Director Yang and his trade union colleagues brought to me. I wanted to eat them slowly."

"Well, Brother Damao said he wanted to treat me to a meal, so I thought of bringing these two with me as two extra dishes."

Hearing this, Old Yan scratched his lips and twitched.

"This kid really doesn't know how to live. It's not okay without an adult at home. If this were in my house, these two cans of food would last at least half a month."

"Alas, it's all in vain. But it's okay. This child doesn't know how to live, but we still have our family. We have to take better care of the child. We can't let him spend money like that."

"Minghui, this uncle has to say something to you. You have to be thrifty when it comes to living. You have to know that if you can eat well and wear well, you will be poor, but if you can't plan well, you will be poor."

"Look, you are still a child. You have to marry and have children in the future. You will need to spend money in the future. You must not be extravagant."

"Just like when Xu Damao invites you to dinner, Minghui, you only need to bring one can of food. That's a big gift. You don't need to bring two. Xu Damao's family doesn't lack this kind of thing."

At this moment, Xu Damao came in from outside and asked Yan Fugui in some confusion.

"Uncle, I don't need anything at home!"

Hey, what a coincidence! At this time, Zhang Minghui was secretly laughing at the side, waiting to see how the third uncle would answer.

The third uncle Yan Fugui is not an ordinary person. His mind works very quickly and he said something directly.

"Da Mao, this is what's going on. Didn't you invite Ming Hui to dinner?"

"Minghui is going to bring two cans of food to your house. I just told him so!"

"I said, Minghui is too weak, so he only needs to take one can, and you can keep one for yourself to replenish your body. But Minghui disagreed, saying that Brother Damao was treating us, so he thinks highly of him, so he must take two."

"Didn't I tell you? Damao's family doesn't need this."

Wow, Third Uncle Yan Fugui is indeed a scholar. His little words are very comprehensive. Didn’t you see that Xu Damao’s face is full of smiles?

"Hey, that's the matter. Minghui, you don't have to be polite to your brother Damao. Your family really doesn't need this. You can keep it to nourish your body."

Zhang Minghui immediately said with a smile.

"Brother Damao, when I come to your house as a guest, I must bring something. Two cans of food are nothing, but Damao's invitation is what I've been looking forward to."

"That's fine, Minghui, don't be so formal. We've prepared meat dishes today, so you can prepare the canned fruit. We can eat some canned fruit to relieve the greasiness later."

The third uncle Yan Fugui shook the bulk liquor in his hand and spoke happily.

"Today, the three of us will drink this wine. Although it's not a good wine, it has a low alcohol content and won't make you drunk. You two are young, so this is just right for you."

"Damn it, who doesn't know who lives in this yard?"

The liquor made by Mr. Yan's family is famous.

Other people mix some boiled water into a bottle of liquor, but the liquor made by the third uncle Yan Fugui is boiled water mixed with some liquor, and it doesn't even taste like alcohol.

Xu Damao and Zhang Minghui looked at each other in silence and curled their lips at each other. Yan Fugui pretended not to see it. As long as they could eat the food, it was enough.

"It's just white water. I have no shame. I am like this. What can you do to me? I have survived all these years. Let's see what you two little brats can say. I will pretend I didn't hear anything. Anyway, I will get meat to eat."

There was really nothing Xu Damao could do when he met the Third Uncle.

"Let's go, the food is ready, and my family has prepared some good wine. Drink mine first, and if it's not enough, drink the wine from Third Uncle's house."

The third uncle followed along happily.

..........

After the three of them entered the house, they saw four dishes on the table in the living room.

"Red-braised pork, chicken stewed with potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts. Wow, this is a real feast these days. Even a wedding banquet would be like this."

"Brother Mao, this is really a big expense for you. Thank you so much, Brother Mao."

Zhang Minghui expressed his gratitude politely.

Xu Damao smiled widely after hearing this.

"Hey, it's all small stuff. Don't you want to nourish your brother? I bought a lot of things these days just to make good arrangements for you."

The third uncle Yan Fugui's eyes widened when he saw the dishes on the table. It had been a long time since he had eaten so many delicious foods.

Xu Damao went into the house and got two bottles of Xifeng wine, one in a large porcelain jar for each of them, and poured them for the two of them, about three taels for each of them.

Xu Damao first picked up the wine glass.

"My younger brother has returned from the hospital. I have prepared some wine and invited him to a feast today. Please don't be polite or stand off."

"it is good"

The three of them picked up their cups and each took a sip first.

Then the three of them began to eat, taking big bites of the meat.

Nowadays, people are starving, and such a sumptuous meal has made the three of them in no mood to chat. They all focus on eating first to fill their stomachs.

Zhang Minghui had eaten a lot of meat during this period, so his stomach was full of fat and water. After eating for a while, he put down his chopsticks and slowly felt his stomach bloating.

Xu Damao's family also has a very high standard of living.

Especially after his mother moved out some time ago, the food improved rapidly and it was so delicious. Seeing Zhang Minghui put down his chopsticks, he slowly put down his chopsticks as well.

Only the third uncle Yan Fugui used the chopsticks steadily, accurately and fiercely. He focused on the meat and his hand speed was not fast, but the frequency was quite amazing.

Zhang Minghui and Xu Damao smiled at each other, and suddenly they had some tacit understanding.

Zhang Minghui first raised his wine glass and toasted Xu Damao.

"This little wine is very comfortable to drink. Nowadays, this wine is brewed from pure grains, so you won't get drunk after drinking it."

"Especially the Xifeng Liquor of this era is strong but not pungent, clear but not light, with a mellow and soft body, sweet and upright. After drinking it, you feel comfortable, not intoxicated, and your throat will not be dry."

After taking a sip of drink and a few bites of food, Zhang Minghui started a conversation with Xu Damao.

"Brother Damao, now that you have been promoted to a regular employee, do you have to go to the countryside in a while?"

"Well, it's almost time. Isn't this the busy farming season? I'll have to go to the countryside in June, and it'll take me several days to come back. I'll be exhausted then."