Siheyuan: Five mouths waiting for food at the beginning

On Monday morning, Zhao Shanhe took Qin Jingru, and Xu Damao took Zhou Yuanyuan to work together.

It's almost half a month before the Chinese New Year, and Zhao Shanhe has no plans to study anything anymore. He seems a bit idle.

The two assistants had returned to the department after finishing their last research and had no projects for the time being, so they no longer needed to follow him. In addition, they were the key training targets of the technical department, so Chief Engineer Lin decided to take them with him personally.

He was the only one in the huge office and he really didn't know what to do. He didn't want to read any books on mechanical manufacturing. He was like that in his previous life, and he did his old job in this life. With the mental strength and experience of two lives, he was now better than Chief Engineer Lin.

It’s a pity that I don’t have a mobile phone now, otherwise I could happily read Tomato Novels, Tomato Novels, Tomato Novels. Important things should be said three times.

He planned to go to the Propaganda Department. The people in the Propaganda Department spoke nicely and there were many women there. Although flirting was not allowed in this day and age, women were always more pleasing to the eye than those old men in the Technical Department.

He did what he said. He left the office and tightened his cotton-padded jacket. It was really cold in the city in January. He shivered with cold.

When she arrived at the Propaganda Department, Qin Jingru thought Zhao Shanhe wanted to talk to her about something, so she hurried over, only to find out that Zhao Shanhe actually came to chat.

It turned out that the idea of ​​going to the Propaganda Department was right. Everyone here speaks nicely, especially Xu Damao, the joke teller. He tells one joke after another, and then tells interesting stories about showing movies in the countryside. Others also talk about interesting things around them.

Somehow Xu Damao brought the topic back to Sha Zhu, and he began to tell everyone the origin of Sha Zhu's nickname.

At that time, his family was selling steamed buns. When they saw the soldiers coming, Sha Zhu ran away with the steamed buns. Then he met a businessman who bought all his steamed buns. Guess what happened?

A talent like Xu Damao would definitely be able to tell stories in ancient times. Now, if he finds a master, performing stand-up crosstalk would be no problem. Zhao Shanhe thought about whether he should find a crosstalk master. Maybe Guo Taozi would have to call him master in the future. Zhao Shanhe felt a little bit of evil taste.

When he got home, his father He Daqing saw that the money was all counterfeit. He Daqing was so angry that he started cursing, "You idiot Zhu". So that's how he got the nickname Sha Zhu.

Then he started talking about all the scandals of Sha Zhu, including how he helped other people raise their children and wives. Zhao Shanhe knew that it was Xu Damao who spread the scandals of Sha Zhu.

After lunch, Zhao Shanhe started to sleep in the office. It was really comfortable to sleep in a warm house in the winter. He never took a nap at noon before, mainly because he had no activities at night and slept long enough. Now it is different. He has a wife. If he takes a nap at noon and has a few more sex at night, maybe he will have two children in three years.

After waking up, he started strolling. The weather was good today, so he found a sunny place and started basking in the sun. As a result, he saw a guy with a pot-cut hair carrying a bottle.

Isn’t this Banggeng? He was probably carrying the bottle and going to the kitchen to steal soy sauce. He followed him, and sure enough, Banggeng ran out of the kitchen with the soy sauce in his hand after a while.

There was no banquet today, and Xu Damao did not go to find Sha Zhu. He didn't know whether Sha Zhu threw away the rolling pin or not. But Sha Zhu definitely couldn't bring the chicken. Without the chicken, how could he take the blame for Bang Geng?

Zhao Shanhe suddenly appeared and blocked Banggeng's way. "Banggeng, what are you doing at the steel mill? Why don't you say hello to your uncle-in-law when you see him?"

Banggeng's eyes were filled with panic, and he ran away without even saying hello, because his grandmother taught him not to acknowledge his uncle-in-law, as his uncle-in-law's family still owed him money, and he was afraid to borrow money from his family again.

Zhao Shanhe didn't care that Banggeng had been spoiled by his grandmother. He just called him whatever his grandmother called him. He felt that he had grown up and should be called by the same name as adults.

Zhao Shanhe didn't want to report it. How could he just sit there and watch the show? When he went back today, he thought there would be more excitement in the compound. Why report it? Wouldn't it be better for him to just be a spectator?

Zhao Shanhe was only interested in eating melons at the moment. He didn't even think about who else in the compound had chickens. Only his family had chickens. Qin's father and mother brought two old hens and ate the dried rabbits. But the old hens were still there. His aunt Chen was raising them in the front yard.

On the way back, they saw a bone rack and firewood ashes next to the pipe. Banggeng guessed that he had already arrived home. Zhao Shanhe even told Qin Jingru that he was going back to watch the fun.

When he returned home, he found that there was no chicken coop in front of Xu Damao's house. He slapped his forehead and remembered that it was he who asked Xu Damao not to take mountain products from the villagers anymore, so there must be no chickens.

Whose chicken was that? Zhao Shanhe didn't even remember it was his own chicken because it had been almost a month and he had forgotten about it since he no longer raised it.

After putting away his things and tidying up, he was ready to go to the front yard. Every day Qin Jingru and Aunt Chen cooked, and he just had to wait for dinner. In the evening, Qin Jingru would wash his feet, and his life was very happy.

When Aunt Chen from the front yard came back, she came back earlier than before because she had a bicycle.

"Shanhe, you're back early. Have you seen our chickens? One of our old hens is missing," Aunt Chen asked.

"What old hen?" Zhao Shanhe was still confused.

"It's the old hen you and Jingru brought back," Aunt Chen explained.

Yes, I brought two old hens from my father-in-law's house. The chickens that Banggeng ate couldn't be from his own family. He was just eating the melon and it happened to him.

He is happy to watch the fun of eating other people's chicken, but not his own. How can he tolerate this?

"Aunt Chen, I know who stole the chicken. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it," Zhao Shanhe said.

Then he ran to the central courtyard angrily and saw Jia Zhang sitting at the door looking at Qin Huairu, who was washing clothes and waiting for Sha Zhu's lunch box.

Qin Huairu greeted Zhao Shanhe when she saw him, but Zhao Shanhe didn't greet Qin Huairu either.

He stood at the door of Jia's house and shouted, "Banggeng, you little bastard, get out of here. You stole things from me."

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu were unhappy

Jia Zhang cursed, "Zhao family boy, what right do you have to say that my Bang Geng stole things? Don't wrongly accuse my Bang Geng. Look, we are an orphan and a widow, and you want to bully us. Someone come quickly, someone come quickly, someone is bullying the elderly."

Jia Zhang was not stupid. She knew that the Zhao family was a family of martyrs and could not be insulted at will. She usually locked herself up at home and scolded the little beasts. She would not dare to do so when she went out, because the second son of the Zhao family was in the security department.

Qin Huairu asked, "What's going on in Shanhe? My son Banggeng went to school this afternoon. Is there any misunderstanding?" The winter vacation in this era was not as long as it is later, but it was almost time for the holiday.

Jia Zhang shouted, and everyone stopped cooking and came to watch the fun. The workers who were off work also came back one after another and gathered in the middle courtyard. You can eat at any time, but you can't watch the fun at any time.