Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Okay, I'll call now and see what time my boss has." Chu Zekun certainly knew that the matter was serious. Although the thief was not caught, after investigating the matter to this point, he understood it because the facts were right in front of him.

"Leader will be free in an hour. Let's go and wait for him now." Chu Zekun hung up the phone, and he and Qiao Yongqian left the office and got in the car.

"Old Qiao, Xiuqin's nephew is a lucky man. He went to the black market and discovered such a major thing for us," said Chu Zekun.

"It seems that the saying 'Those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future' is true. Da Biao was in the hospital for more than a month last winter and almost couldn't come back. He still has sequelae on his head. But since he came back, his luck has been much better. Some time ago, he and a colleague wiped out forty enemy spies. His colleague was seriously injured, but he was fine. A few days ago, in cooperation with comrades in the army to wipe out this gang of spies, he took three people to lure the enemy, but a cavalry company of enemies came. The four of them sniped tenaciously and cooperated with comrades in the army to wipe out the enemy. Two of his comrades were shot, and one of them was shot four or five times, but he was still fine," said Qiao Baozhong.

"Everyone says this is superstition, but there are some things that really cannot be explained, alas," Chu Zekun sighed.

Chu Zekun and Qiao Yongqian reported to the top leaders how they obtained the intelligence, handed over the intelligence, and explained the results of their investigation.

After receiving the intelligence, the senior leaders paid special attention to it and arranged some tasks in advance. The name Zhang Dabiao also appeared in the ears of the senior leaders for the first time.

Zhang Dabao returned to Chunfeng Hutong. Jia Dongxu had already returned. Zhang Dabao took out flour and donkey meat, wrote down what he had found from Xiaohongshu on paper, and asked Jia Dongxu to make steamed buns with the flour according to what he had written, while he cooked the meat according to the tutorial.

Jia Dongxu must like cooking very much. He sat there looking at the paper with the method written on it for an hour, and he looked at it very seriously. This was the first time that Zhang Dabao saw Jia Dongxu doing something seriously.

The donkey meat is cooking and the aroma is wafting out.

At half past four, Jia Dongxu finally started. It was his first time making fire cakes, and he did a good job.

He has memorized the method by heart. Mix flour with warm water to make dough, let it rest for about 30 minutes. Then cut it into small pieces.

The oil pastry is also prepared in a very good way, mixing two spoons of oil and two spoons of flour, with the exact amount, and Jia Dongxu is very serious about it. He rolls out a small dough, wraps it in the oil pastry and kneads it into a small dough; rolls it into a rectangular piece, applies a little oil on the four sides; folds the four sides; and then folds it in half.

Apply oil and fry until both sides are puffed up, and the steamed bun is ready. Huang Xinsheng helped Jia Dongxu. He watched the pan and picked up the cooked steamed bun and put it aside, while Jia Dongxu continued with his previous work.

At 95:, Room was bustling with activity. The first person to come back was He Yuzhu. He saw Jia Dongxu making fire cakes with great skill and almost rubbed his eyes blind. Is this Jia Dongxu? The Jia Dongxu who is incompetent at everything and eats everything without leaving any residue?

He had never seen Jia Dongxu like this before. He was so focused. The key was that the steamed buns were really well made. He Yuzhu picked up a cooked steamed bun and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was very delicious.

"Dongxu, have you done this before?" He Yuzhu asked carefully.

"I just learned the recipe my seventh uncle gave me. I tried it just now and it's pretty good," said Jia Dongxu.

"Isn't this okay? This is very okay, okay? Were you a pastry chef in your previous life?" He Yuzhu was stunned.

"Brother Zhuzi, chop the meat. I'll cut some green peppers. They will be back soon." Zhang Dabao called He Yuzhu who was still in a daze.

"Sister-in-law, come and eat some fire cakes." Zhang Dabiao saw Lou E'e coming back from outside with a small schoolbag, and hurriedly called her. Lou Xiao'e replied "OK", went home to put down the bag, and then came over.

At this time, Banggeng took the lead and ran to the backyard. "As soon as I smelled the fragrance, I knew there would be something delicious today. Is this donkey meat hot bread? Where's the meat?" Banggeng saw two or three hot breads on Huang Xinsheng's side, so he picked up one and took a bite and asked.

"Come here, I'll put the meat on it for you," Zhang Dabao called out to Bang Geng.

Use a knife to cut the fire cake in the middle, put the meat and green pepper in, the taste is really amazing, Jia Jingshu ate the second one, and then Lou Xiaoe, Zhang Cuihua, Hua Lianhua, Xu Damao...

After eating, everyone gave Jia Dongxu a thumbs up, and Jia Dongxu particularly enjoyed this feeling.

"Seventh uncle, when I was 10 years old, I helped the teacher with work and got the first praise. Today is the second time someone praised me," Jia Dongxu said proudly.

"Dongxu, you are awesome. It's not easy to not do anything decent for more than ten years. I have said it before, people who like to enjoy food like to cook, and most people are good at cooking. You are the one who enjoys food and can cook," Zhang Dabao praised Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh Uncle, you are wrong. My mother loves to eat it, but the food she cooks is not delicious at all," Jia Dongxu refuted Zhang Dabao's point of view.

"Will you starve to death if the food doesn't taste good? I've raised you up though. What good food do you have in your Jia family for me to cook? It's either steamed buns or stubble every day. How can you make it delicious?" Zhang Cuihua started scolding her son when she heard what he said.

"Mom, I'm just telling you a truth. Your cooking is not delicious either," said Jia Dongxu.

"I'm also saying one thing. If the child is disobedient, he must be beaten. I don't care how old he is." Zhang Cuihua came to Jia Dongxu and started slapping Jia Dongxu's back again.

"Mom, there are so many people here? Give us some face." Jia Dongxu was beaten to the Intermediate Court again.

"You still want face? What face do you have in front of me?" Zhang Cuihua chased Jia Dongxu to the middle courtyard, then returned to the backyard cursing.

"My dad just doesn't know how to talk. Why is he talking about my grandma for no reason? It's as if if he behaves well today, my grandma won't beat him. He really has no tact at all," Bang Geng said to Zhang Dabao.

"Banggeng is right. Never say bad things about people you must not offend, at any time. Otherwise, you will be like your father. He was fine before, but now he was beaten away because he talked about your grandmother." Zhang Dabao praised Banggeng.

"I never say bad things about my grandma and teacher," Banggeng said proudly.

"I said Banggeng is smarter than Dongxu, now you know it," said He Yuzhu.

"Everyone knows that Banggeng is smart. Do I need to tell you?" He Yushui said to his brother.

It was very hot in the house now, and everyone wanted to talk outside and listen to the radio. Zhang Dabao told everyone about going to Chunfeng Hutong for dinner next Sunday. He called Jia Dongxu, who was far away, and asked him and He Yuzhu to go there earlier on Sunday to kill the donkey and also to prepare the noodles in advance so as not to delay the lunch.

It was late at night and the weather was cold, and the sound of poker playing could be heard again from Xu Damao's house.

The cool breeze on a summer night, the clacking sound of playing cards, and Lou Xiaoe's soft humming formed a beautiful picture.