Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Although Nan Yi is also a bootlicker, his skills are very good and professional. He did not take the wild boar skin, but cut the meat from the inside and cleaned the internal organs in the pot where Damao had boiled water. The pig head and offal cannot be eaten at noon, and if they are cooked now, they will be very mushy by the evening.

After Nan Yi finished cutting the meat, he began to process the ingredients. He quickly made home-cooked dishes such as Four-Happiness Meatballs, Shredded Pork with Beijing Sauce, Stir-fried Pork, and Twice-Cooked Pork. At twelve o'clock, Liu Feng, Jiao Min, and Liang Ladi came together, and Liu Feng also brought Zhang Dabao's two pigs.

"Mom, my uncle brought a pig and cooked a lot of dishes." Sanmao saw his mother and ran over to Liang Ladi and said.

"Brother Liu, Sister Jiao, please sit down and see if Master Nan's skills have become rusty." Zhang Dabao said to the two of them, then took out two bottles of Fenjiu from the cab.

"Master Nan, come here, the children are hungry," Zhang Dabao called Nan Yi. At this time, Nan Yi's last dish was ready. He washed his hands and sat down.

"Nan Yi, follow Da Biao and work hard. You know in the factory, there are some things I can't do anything about." Liu Feng toasted Nan Yi with a glass of wine.

"Director, I don't blame anyone. I know you are a good person. I'll drink it." Nan Yi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Brothers are there after going through all the hardships, and all grudges will be forgotten when they meet and smile.

The two drank a cup together and smiled at each other. Who can tell clearly what happened in the past? People always have to look forward. Liu Feng just adjusted Nan Yi's work. Among Nan Yi and others, he was considered a good person. Nan Yi also knew it.

To be honest, the three biggest bootlickers in the chef world should all have good skills. He Yuzhu is definitely not at the eighth level, and Nan Yi is one of the representatives of official cuisine, so his skills won't be bad either. As for the other one, Zhang Dabao has never seen him until now. I think Master Liu must have his strengths to have been able to run the state-owned canteen for so many years.

Nan Yi got drunk today, so Zhang Dabao and Liang Ladi sent Nan Yi to the dormitory. Liu Feng and his wife left after dinner. They still had to work in the afternoon, and Liang Ladi asked for a whole afternoon shift, saying that there was a pig's head stewing in the pot outside, and Jiao Min agreed.

"Sister Liang, did Cui Dake continue to harass you?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"A dog will never change its eating habits. He always comes to talk to me for no reason and always wants to gain something for himself. Now there is a Director Xu from the grain store who has asked people to propose marriage to him several times. He is also upset with the factory because of my matter and has not allocated grain to the factory on time," said Liang Ladi.

"The director of the commune's grain store?" Zhang Dabao asked Liang Ladi.

"It doesn't seem like it. She should be from the district. Our unit or commune has no control over her. She's in her forties, bald, and ugly, but she thinks she's beautiful." Liang Ladi kept complaining about Director Xu. It seemed that this person disgusted her.

"It's okay, just leave it to me. I'll transfer you to the city in a few days. I have a vacant courtyard, which you can directly put under your name, so you don't have to worry about anything," Zhang Dabao said to Liang Ladi.

He knew the mentality of people like Liang Ladi. They worked so hard in the unit, fearing that one day they would be laid off. They would have no house in the city and no home in the village. That would be truly homeless.

"Dabao, you are so nice." Liang Ladi snuggled into Zhang Dabao's arms.

"I will come to pick you up in four or five days. I will take care of Nan Yi's affairs first. His affairs are official matters." Zhang Dabao kissed Liang Ladi and patted her shoulder.

"I'm waiting for you." Liang Ladi hugged Zhang Dabao tightly.

"Mom, there's not much water left in the pot," Damao shouted from outside.

"Go ahead, don't be frugal. You can share some of the food in the pot with your neighbors, and give more to Nan Yi. You can only keep it for two or three days now, and then it will all be eaten. I won't leave any meat for you. When you move to your new home, I'll give you more." Zhang Dabao patted Liang Ladi's butt and asked her to go out to add water.

"Tell Nan Yi that I will come to see him in three or four days." Zhang Dabao said goodbye to his three children, drove back to Yard 95, moved the two small shanks of pork into the yard, and asked the masters to help put the grass in his own yard.

I went to the steel mill to return the car and sold two wild boars.

When I rode my motorcycle back home, the workers and the masters had already left, and the main frame of the greenhouse across the yard had been built.

"Seventh Uncle, did you bring back a pig?" Jia Dongxu was the first one to come back, and the master asked him this when he left.

"Are you blind? It's in the kitchen. If anyone in the yard can make straw ropes or something, use this yellow wheat straw to make a straw quilt for me that is one meter two wide and six meters long," Zhang Dacun said to Jia Dongxu unhappily.

"Aunt San can do it, Xiaozheng's mother can do it, Guo Kang's wife can do it, and I can do it too," said Jia Lexu.

"You know nothing!" Zhang Dabao cursed Jia Dongxu, then walked out of the house and came to the gate of the courtyard. The three people that Jia Dongxu had just mentioned were sewing shoe soles at the gate of the courtyard.

"Auntie, sister-in-law, I heard from Dongxu that you can weave straw quilts? Please help me, I want to weave a lot," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, no problem," Mrs. Guo agreed immediately.

"How about two cents a bed?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Da Biao, why should we give money? We are all neighbors, just provide meals. I saw that you brought a lot of meat," said Guo's sister-in-law.

"No problem, there's plenty of meat and vegetables. Shall we start early tomorrow morning?" Zhang Dabao asked the three people, and of course they agreed.

In the backyard, since Zhang Dabao brought meat, Jia Dongxu made some home-cooked dishes. Now Jia Dongxu's cooking is quite decent, and even Bang Geng, who is always picky, didn't say anything.

"Old Yan, I have to go to the backyard to help tomorrow. Da Biao brought back two pieces of meat today. It seems that they have to eat them in the backyard for two days," Yang Ruihua said to Yan Bugui after dinner.

"What can you do? Da Biao can invite you to dinner, but if he invites you, can't he invite me first? I am the only manager in the courtyard now." Yan Bugui didn't believe it.

"Dad, Da Biao wanted to make grass quilts, and he brought back a whole cart of grass. I saw it today when I went to feed the geese. What does this have to do with whether you are the manager? Who in the yard still listens to the manager now?" Yan Jiedi said.

"I'll go, or I'll go too, I can do it too." Yan Bugui was angry at first, then he thought that his daughter was right, and now no one really listened to him.

"Aren't you going to work? There are three of us women going, Xiaozheng's mother, Xiaobao's mother, and me. It seems like it will take at least two days to finish this," Yang Ruihua said with a sigh.

"Old Yang, why are you like this? The kid goes away for two days, and you go away for two days, and I'm the only one eating at home?" Yan Bugui said.

"You can eat our steamed buns. We are not at home to eat them, so there will be no steamed buns left. You can eat one more every day," said Yang Ruihua.

His wife's words left Yan Bugui speechless. He stood up angrily, then thought for a while and sat down again.