Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

She gave the eldest sister who was begging for help a helpless look, and after leaving the house, she pushed away the eavesdropping fourth sister and said unhappily:

"Why are you still eavesdropping at this time? Why don't you go and comfort your mother? Can't you just listen directly?"

Zhang Xingwang felt a little strange when he saw his fourth sister nodding in agreement with her head lowered, and then going into the room obediently and awkwardly comforting Wang Xiulan.

When he turned around, he found that the little girl was looking at him with tears in her eyes, as if he was a traitor and she would never love her again. Zhang Xingwang scratched his head in surprise and casually told her to go and comfort his mother.

Seeing the little girl burst into laughter again, I think these two are so boring. They are still jealous of their beloved brother at this time. They are so sensible...

After thinking about it, he decided to let Wang Xiulan vent first. After all, she is old. He is used to seeing older single women in his later life and doesn't think it's a big deal, but Wang Xiulan is different.

From a direct perspective, Wang Xiulan is already surrounded by people, so I should do something else and just give some indirect guidance.

I am going to go out and ask the Third Master to stew some wild boar meat. I will eat something good every day from now on. I think the food should help my depressed mood. As a filial person, I must help my mother relieve her stress...

After strolling to the pigeon market, which was not open yet, the manager looked carefully at Zhang Xingwang's hand, and when he found that he didn't carry anything like wine, he forced a smile and quickly walked over to him.

Zhang Xingwang saw that the steward's smile was not quite genuine, and joked:

"Master Liu, your smile is not quite right. It seems that you have been lazy recently and your professional level has declined a lot."

"Well, who said it wasn't true? Drinking can cause trouble. The last time I drank with you, it took us two days to recover. Third Master is even planning to quit drinking.

He said that he drank too much and his hands were out of control, and he also developed the habit of holding his pipe. Recently, he can only sleep soundly when holding the pipe. Yesterday, he simply found a rope and tied his hands completely..."

"Third Master is already a grown man, why is he still so naughty? You didn't try to persuade him properly. After all, he is the boss of the pigeon market, so he should pay attention to his image.

Besides, at his age, it doesn’t make much difference whether he drinks or not. Drinking tea won’t necessarily help him live a few more years. It’s better to drink while he can.

Also, the elderly should smoke less so that they won’t suffer when they die. I know the director of a hospital. It’s very uncomfortable to have a lung disease. The elderly still feel better when they get drunk and kick their legs…”

As he spoke, he looked at the steward who was dancing in the corner of his eye, and then said to him solemnly:

"What I said is true, your situation is similar..."

The manager couldn't hold back his smile anymore. He took a quick glance behind Zhang Xingwang and asked with a sullen face:

"So this wine must be drunk?"

"You have to listen to advice when you are old. I am doing this for the good of you two brothers. You should also take some time to persuade the Third Master. The sooner you drink, the better..."

The manager pointed behind Zhang Xingwang and whispered:

"I don't need to persuade you anymore, you just gave a good advice..."

Zhang Xingwang looked back and saw that the Third Master was posing not far behind him. He didn't know how long he had been there, but his legs looked a little shaky...

The Third Master is dressed quite smartly today. He is wearing a set of almost new clothes which are neatly arranged. He holds the pipe tightly in his hand and looks as if he is ready to draw his sword. With the rope tied around his hands and his calm and thoughtful expression, it is obvious that he has put a lot of thought into this.

Everyone who sees him has to say "master", but if you look closely, you can't help but find that his trembling legs have ruined the atmosphere. If it weren't for his new clothes, he would have looked a bit like an old man left behind.

"Drinking will make your hands unstable, experts shouldn't drink! Ahem... ahem..."

Hearing the Third Master's sonorous cough, Zhang Xingwang immediately replied:

"Third Master, my master said that a master must not only drink but also know how to drink. Besides, you are already short of breath, so you should quit smoking. Otherwise, you can drink first and smoke when you are less short of breath."

Seeing that the elder brother was speechless, the manager quickly came out to cover up and said to Zhang Xingwang:

"Drinking will delay things, we need to talk business first. I should pay you the money from last time, but this is not convenient. Why don't you move on and let's go inside and talk."

After hearing this, the Third Master said nothing, held his pipe tightly, and walked unsteadily to the yard. Zhang Xingwang and the manager followed him in.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Xingwang slapped his head and realized that he was so busy attracting hatred that he almost forgot about the wild boar. He quickly said to the Third Master:

"Third Master, I have something important to ask you. I got some wild boar meat. Seeing that you are a good cook and know how to eat, I would like to ask you to braise it for me. After all, I live in the courtyard and it is not convenient to cook it with so many people around."

After hearing this, the Third Master was obviously relieved. He forced a movement of the corners of his mouth and nodded in agreement.

Zhang Xingwang turned around and ran out as soon as he finished speaking.

The manager shook his head and chuckled:

"He is indeed a young man. I guess he was just joking at that time. Don't take it seriously..."

The Third Master thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but he quickly lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. This kid was a show-off, so he had to be prepared.

Just after taking two puffs, Zhang Xingwang came back with a whole wild boar in his hands and walking in an awkward manner.

After releasing the wild boar into the yard, he barely took a breath, grinned at the two dumbfounded brothers, scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly:

"Third Master, I really need your help this time. I understand the principle that whoever sees it should have a share. How about this? Anyway, the meat can't be braised in a short time. Let's cut some and stir-fry two dishes. The three of us will drink while waiting, so that you two brothers won't say that I am ignorant behind my back..."

"Let's not talk about whether you understand or not, this head has to be braised?"

The manager looked at the Third Master's eyes that said "save me" and an expression that wanted to cry but had no tears, and replied with a look that said "or else don't talk behind my back and you can say it yourself now."

Then he stood up resolutely and said quickly:

"I'll find two people to quickly clean up the wild boar. This thing has a strong smell and needs to be properly prepared. It will probably take a long time to stew it..."

As he spoke, he swiftly ran out of the yard, and before he could finish his words, he disappeared.

The Third Master turned his head and stared at Zhang Xingwang. His face regained its calm expression and he spoke in a deep voice, emphasizing each word:

"I have braised the pig, but I have to drink less and keep an eye on the heat..."

"Look at what you said. I trust your skills. Even if you drink too much and make a mistake once, it's not a big deal."

The third master glared and said angrily:

"Don't talk nonsense. We have to stew the pig today. We can't waste anything..."

After saying that, he strolled out of the yard. Zhang Xingwang looked at the Third Master smoking fiercely at the wild boar on the ground. He probably felt greedy and couldn't wait any longer.

After a while, the manager brought two young men and an aunt to drag the wild boar away. He also wanted to help, but was blocked at the door by the third master...

The three people at the table stared at each other. The manager looked at Zhang Xingwang and was about to speak. While the Third Master was smoking, he slapped his forehead and ran away, saying that he was going to find a grandson and would be back soon...