Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

"Ten dollars?" Yan Bugui gasped in shock.

His 20-jin coal bucket is now only half full, and coal costs one dollar per jin. He has no place to complain about his suffering.

But he had no choice. If his reputation was ruined, it would be a huge loss. He could only grit his teeth and agree.

"Wait, you can go home and keep the coal. If you don't give me the money, I will tell the compound today!" Xu Damao said immediately when he saw that he agreed.

Yan Bugui hurriedly pleaded, "Da Mao, don't tell anyone, I will go back and get the money for you now." After that, he crawled all the way back to the front yard.

After Xu Damao showed off his power for a while, he immediately looked at Lou Xiaoe in a mean way, "Ezi, don't be angry, wait until he pays the money, I will take you out to a restaurant tomorrow, and we will eat mutton hotpot!"

Lou Xiao'e's expression eased a lot. She nodded and went straight back to the house.

When Yan Bugui returned home, his family was delighted. "Dad, are you okay? Did you bring the coal back?"

Upon hearing Yan Jiecheng's words, Yan Bugui's face darkened and he immediately cursed, "You just talk nonsense when you open your mouth. What unlucky words are you saying? I really deserve to be in trouble!"

"From now on, you shut up. Because of you, half a bucket of coal cost ten dollars!"

Yan Bugui was talking as he was finding money. His heart was bleeding when he was counting the money. It was ten dollars, and he was reluctant to spend ten dollars even during the Chinese New Year.

The family didn’t know what had happened, but seeing Yan Bugui’s mood, they didn’t dare to say much and just kept quiet.

Soon after paying the money, Yan Bugui took home half a bucket of coal. When he added it to the stove, he felt so distressed, as if he was burning money.

The fire in the stove was always lukewarm, but the temperature in the room was finally much higher than it was at the beginning.

"Dad, today is New Year's Eve. What are you going to cook for us?" Yan Jiecheng asked, holding his stomach.

The others also cast their eyes over.

Yan Bugui said without even looking up, "I just spent ten yuan on coal. I have to save this money. Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. We only have steamed cornbread. If anyone doesn't like it, you can find a meal to eat with it."

As expected, these words were immediately met with a burst of "ah"s.

But Yan Bugui pretended not to hear, took a steamed bun from the cupboard and stuffed it into everyone's hands.

...

At the same time, inside the Xiao family's house, it was extremely bright, the stove was burning hot, and Xiao Weiguo was so hot that he had to wear a vest at one point.

At this time, He Yuzhu came into the house from outside, with a look of curiosity on his face, "Hey, guess what I saw? Xu Damao is back!"

As soon as these words came out, even Xiao Yun was a little shocked, "Xu Damao came out? Why did he come out? His case is not a small matter?"

He Yuzhu nodded. "Yeah, I was curious too, so I took a peek and saw what he and Uncle Yan traded. I couldn't hear it clearly, but it seemed like he bought half a bucket of coal for ten yuan."

"Hmph, bought it? That's impossible. I guess he saw that no one was at Xu Damao's house, so he went to steal coal. Then he didn't expect Xu Damao to come back, so he bought it to avoid disaster." Xiao Weiguo inferred calmly with a smile on his face.

Xiao Yun nodded, this was really possible.

He Yuzhu also nodded, "It is possible that this is the case. He is capable of doing such a thing."

"But I'm still curious about how Xu Damao got out? I haven't been happy for a few days yet." He Yuzhu was a little disappointed. He hoped that Xu Damao would never come out after going in.

When Xiao Weiguo heard this, there was no fluctuation on his face.

"If I remember correctly, the girl from the Lou family is not a simple person, so it's not a big deal to just save her."

"Lou family?" Xiao Yun murmured.

Xiao Weiguo suddenly said: "But don't worry about it. A family like the Lou family can only be alive and kicking now."

He Yuzhu didn't quite understand, "Uncle, what do you mean? Why don't I understand?"

Xiao Aiguo was too lazy to explain, so he said, "Alright, you'll know later. Now hurry up and cook. Look, the rain is hungry. If you wait any longer, the table will be eaten up."

He Yuzhu didn't ask any more questions and prepared to cook.

Xiao Yun revealed a faint smile.

The Lou family really won’t be able to survive for much longer.

When the wind blows, the first families to be checked will be families like theirs.

But Xiao Yun was a little surprised that his father, who was just a battalion commander, could know all these things.

Not simple.

But he didn't think much about it. It had nothing to do with him anyway, as long as he didn't get hurt by accident.

Soon, Xiao Yun also helped He Yuzhu start cooking.

There are three pots in two rooms, all of which are used. One pot is used to boil water for dumplings, and the other two pots are used for cooking.

After a while, fragrant dishes were served on the table.

Fried shredded radish meatballs, stir-fried lamb shanks, braised chicken nuggets, fried peanuts, scrambled eggs, pork head, cold-mixed cabbage hearts…

Dishes were served one after another, along with a small bowl of dumplings, and soon filled the empty spaces on the table.

Everyone sat down one after another. The main seat was naturally Xiao Aiguo, followed by Xiao Weiguo, He Yuzhu, He Yushui, and then Xiao Yunsu Ming.

"Xiao Yun, don't we still have three boxes of Moutai? Bring a few bottles over. Your brother Zhuzi hasn't had any yet. Let him have a good taste."

Xiao Weiguo waved his hand to direct, and then looked at Su Ming, "Girl, don't drink anymore, have a drink later."

Su Mingqian smiled and nodded, "Okay, Dad, Grandpa, you guys should drink less too."

Soon Moutai was brought to the table, and Xiao Yun did not hesitate to bring the remaining loose packs of Zhonghua to the table.

"Happy New Year, let's be extravagant!"

As he spoke, he unpacked it and scattered it around.

Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Xiao Weiguo suddenly stopped him and said, "Xiao Yun, go get some incense from next door and burn some for the Kitchen God and the God of Heaven and Earth. This is the rule!"

Xiao Yun nodded, "Okay."

Inviting gods on New Year's Eve, welcoming gods and sending gods off on the first day of the New Year are the rules in many places.

But because of different customs, there are many changes.

Some people only worship the Kitchen God, or the God of Heaven and Earth, while others worship gods or guardian deities at home.

So the process is very different.

But without exception, you have to burn incense.

Soon after Xiao Yun finished burning incense, he sat down again.

Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Xiao Weiguo interrupted him again, raised his chin and said, "Xiao Yun, you are good at speaking, say a few words before eating."

Xiao Yun looked helpless, "Dad, don't complain about the rain gnawing at the table. If it keeps on doing that, I'll have to lick the bottom of the pot."

Xiao Weiguo waved with a smile.

Xiao Yun shook his head. "Except for Yu Shui, no one in this room is older than me. I shouldn't be the one to speak. Let my grandfather speak."

Xiao Aiguo was not stage-shy at all and started talking while holding up his glass of wine.

"Oh, this year's New Year is the happiest year of my life. I've never seen so much food before. Now Xiao Yun is getting married, I wish everyone can eat meat every meal in the future!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Xiao Weiguo and He Yuzhu were even more respectful and applauded immediately.

Then it was Xiao Weiguo's turn. "I don't have much to say. I just hope that Xiao Yun and Su Ming can live a good life and strive to give me a grandson next year!"

"And Zhuzi and Yushui, you should live your lives well too. One of you will have a smooth marriage this year, and the other will be successful in his studies!"

After he finished speaking, everyone applauded again.

Xiao Weiguo sat down with a flushed face, "Xiao Yun, come..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Aiguo grabbed him and said, "Okay, stop torturing him. I'm hungry too."

Xiao Weiguo smiled awkwardly, "Okay, let's eat!"

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----split line----

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival.

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