Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, it becomes prosperous as soon as it arrives.

After the Qingming Festival, the weather became warmer day by day. The winter cotton-padded jackets were finally put away, and people's clothes became thinner. After enduring the cold winter, people welcomed the spring full of vitality, and there were more smiles on their faces.

He Yuzhu took a day off today and was preparing dinner in Chunfeng Hutong. Zhang Dabao had promised to prepare a birthday cake for Jia Dongxu's daughter, so he took one out from the cake shop in the space and wrote "Happy Birthday to Jia Dang" on it with cream. He placed it on the table in the living room and waited for Jia Dongxu to come back after delivering the letter.

Jia Dongxu left the company after having lunch. This was the benefit of being close to home and having an easy job. Today he took a quick bite and hurried back, "Seventh Uncle, where is the birthday cake? Let me take a look first."

When Jia Dongxu knew there was delicious food, he definitely would not forget it. As soon as he returned to the yard, he went to Zhang Dabao's room without even entering the house.

"That's what's on the table. You have to wait until your mother and the others come back before you can eat it. If you eat it early, I'll show you how I'm going to deal with you," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"I don't want to eat it. Let me take a look. What are these white things of Uncle Qi? And Jia Dang's name? Why is Jia Dongxu's name not written on it?" Jia Dongxu discovered a new world.

"It's Jia Dang's birthday, is it your birthday?" Zhang Dabao got angry when he heard Jia Dongxu say that, and stood up and wanted to hit him.

"I'm just talking casually, Uncle Seven, is it okay to just write my name on my birthday?" Jia Dongxu asked with a smile.

"Write your mother's name on it. Who will prepare a cake for you? I'm your uncle. Why should I give you a cake? A child's first birthday only comes once, so make it grand. Are you old enough? You celebrate your birthday, but does your mother?" Zhang Dabao really didn't want to hit Jia Dongxu, but there was no way. What he said was too unreliable.

"Stop hitting me. I'm just asking where can I buy the cake? I'll prepare it on my mom's birthday." Jia Dongxu was beaten out of the room.

"Okay, when your mother is eighty years old, if you can't buy one, I'll give her one. You can ride your bike to Chunfeng Hutong later and bring a few lunch boxes. Zhuzi has cooked a lot of dishes, all of them are delicious. It would be a waste to give them to you," said Zhang Dabao.

"Get the food? No problem. Wait for Uncle Xinsheng to come back and ask him to take me to get it. The two of us can get more." Jia Dongxu's wisdom has also spread to eating. He is particularly outstanding in eating, but there is nothing special in other aspects.

Zhang Dabao waved his hand and asked Jia Dongxu to take the cake to the next room. Now Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu have moved into the next room. The furniture was bought from a trust store and a recycling station, and they are all still usable. Zhang Cuihua took out her savings and used Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu's wages from last month.

Anyway, the living conditions of the Jia family have improved, Banggeng also has his own room, and he has become the envy of the children in the courtyard. Now, except for He Yushui and Liu Guangqi, the other children in the courtyard do not have their own room. The three brothers of the Yan family have one room, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu have one room, and most of the other children sleep with their parents or set up a small bed in their parents' room.

After Jia Dongxu left, Zhang Dabao went to Chunfeng Hutong. He was afraid that some guests might arrive early, so he went there early. After he arrived, he could also help He Yuzhu.

The yard was filled with fragrant aromas. The most important preliminary work for Tan’s cuisine had been completed. Half a lamb had been placed on the charcoal and was ready to be lit when guests arrived.

"Brother Zhuzi, take a break." Zhang Dabao saw that He Yuzhu was still busy with something and came over to persuade him.

"It's almost done. I haven't done it for a long time and my hands are a little rusty." He Yuzhu was not very satisfied with his work.

"It's already very good. Your requirements are too high," said Zhang Dabao. He knew that the quality of the ingredients he prepared would not meet the requirements of today's chefs. The sea cucumbers and abalone in later generations were all farmed, and the bird's nests and shark fins were also fake, unlike the things nowadays, which are all real ingredients.

At around four o'clock, Li Huaide arrived. After the driver dropped him off, Li Huaide came in with a box of wine. "Da Biao, what's that? It smells so good."

"Uncle, this is Tan family cuisine. Brother Zhuzi has been preparing it for a long time," said Zhang Dabao.

"Good guy, I've heard of it, but haven't eaten it. I didn't expect that I could benefit from you this time." Li Huaide not only looked up to his cousin, but also had a high opinion of him, because there were so many things needed for Tan's cuisine, and it would be impossible to get it without special channels.

Li Huaide watched He Yuzhu cooking, with Zhang Dabao accompanying him on the side. After about twenty minutes, the door rang again, and Yu Sinian and Yu Xiurui came in.

"Old Yu, how is it? I specially prepared Tan family dishes for you," Li Huaide said to Yu Sinian, pointing to the kitchen.

"Old Li, you and Da Biao are too polite. I have heard of Tan's cuisine many times, but I have never eaten it. However, Xiu Rui and the leader tasted it when they went out," said Yu Sinian.

"Uncle Li, I've eaten there once or twice with the leaders, and it wasn't as sumptuous as today. I can tell at a glance that Chef He is a master, and he cooks very professionally," Yu Xiurui praised.

"Let's have tea inside," Zhang Dabao made way for the two of them.

"Da Biao, let's just drink tea and eat in the yard. You and Xiu Rui light the fire. We can eat as soon as Lao Ji and Lao Lei arrive. To be honest, the dishes cooked by Master He are so delicious that I don't want to wait for them now," said Yu Sinian with a smile.

Li Huaide expressed that he felt the same way. Zhang Dabiao brought out the small square table, brewed some tea, and asked Xiurui to come over to help. The two of them lit the charcoal, and now the fragrance in the yard was even stronger.

"Old Li..." Ji Denian brought Lin Hua here, and Lei Huanian also came with them.

"Who else is here? Who's in the mood to drink tea after smelling such delicious food? Let's start," said Lei Huanian.

"No one else, let's start." As soon as Li Huaide said start, Zhang Dabao and Yu Xiurui went to the kitchen to bring up the dishes and poured wine. He Yuzhu said nothing and came to sit down, and went to the side to roast the lamb.

At around five o'clock, Jia Dongxu and Huang Xinsheng arrived. He Yuzhu served them the dishes. The lamb was almost cooked. Lei Huanian invited He Yuzhu again. He Yuzhu cut up the roasted lamb, put it on the table, and started eating and drinking with everyone.

The meal further deepened the connection between the people. Li Huaide was a master at adjusting the atmosphere. Throughout the meal, there was constant singing and laughter at the table.

After dinner, Zhang Dabao sent everyone back, and the last one to go was Li Huaide.

"Da Biao, don't forget what I told you." Li Huaide entered the building area of ​​the steel rolling mill. As the second in command of the factory, he had a three-room apartment in the building area.