Siheyuan: Picked up by a goddess in 48 years

Yan Bugui's family.

Yan Jiecheng stared at his finger blankly, then brought it close to him and sniffed it, "Ugh~"

After more than ten days, there was still a noticeable odor on his hands. Because of the odor, when he went to find his friends before he moved, none of them wanted to play with him.

They said he wiped his butt without washing his hands and they looked down on him.

"Stop standing there in a daze. Go and bring up my box of stinky tofu." Yan Bugui instructed his eldest son when he saw him in a daze.

Yan Jiecheng numbly took out an iron box from the dish rack. He looked at the box with disgust, but he had to put it on the table.

Yan Bugui took the can and happily took a small piece of stinky tofu and started eating it.

Every time he opened his mouth, a foul odor hit his nose. The numbness on Yan Jiecheng's face turned into distortion, "Ugh~"

Yan Bugui glanced at him but didn't mind. After all, he had gotten used to it over the past ten days.

Over the past ten days, Yan Jiecheng looked much more haggard. On the one hand, he would be looked down upon whenever he went out, which hurt him mentally, so he didn't dare to go out recently.

The second is that he has to eat with his own father, and every time he has to endure the attack of the stench. He has no appetite at all. He doesn't know if it is an illusion, but he always feels that the stinky tofu becomes even stinkier after entering his father's mouth.

While the mind is being tortured, the body is also suffering. It would be strange if one is not haggard.

As for Aunt Yan, she couldn't stand the smell because she was pregnant, so she took her youngest son to the cottage to eat, where the smell at least wasn't so pungent.

The same goes for sleeping.

Except for the first night when they opened the stinky tofu, starting from the second night, Aunt Yan took her youngest son and slept separately from the father and son.

Yan Jiecheng has to choose between stinky feet and stinky mouth every day.

[Ding Dong! Received 10 points of crash value from Yan Jiecheng. ]

Hearing the system's prompt, Lu Zhenyuan was no longer surprised, because Yan Jiecheng had been providing him with crash values ​​from time to time during this period.

Including this time, the collapse value has reached 100 points.

Tsk tsk, it's just a box of stinky tofu, how come the other members of Old Yan's family are fine? Only Yan Jiecheng has such a big problem with it.

How could he know that Aunt Yan and little Yan Jiefang had already taken emergency shelter and hid wherever they could.

It was not known whether Yan Bugui was stingy or really liked the taste of stinky tofu. He did not eat it every meal, but he could not do without it every day and did not think there was anything wrong with it.

Yan Jie is like a person who doesn’t want to eat but can’t hide.

It's winter now, and he can't go to his mom and brother's place. Given the heating level in their house, he would really be frozen to death at night if he doesn't sleep with his dad.

"Hey, there are new residents in the yard?"

Lu Zhenyuan was exercising in the living room when he saw street workers leading a mother and son into the compound.

"This... looks like Jia Zhang? That short person is Jia Dongxu?" Lu Zhenyuan widened his eyes. He was sure that the short and fat middle-aged woman was Jia Zhang, who was known as the necromancer!

Has active skill 1: Summon Lao Jia's ghost to take away those who oppose her.

It has the second active skill: summon Xiao Jia's ghost to take away those who oppose her. The damage of the skill against the residents in the compound is increased by more than 50% compared to summoning Lao Jia!

It was mainly bad luck. After all, judging from the situation, Old Jia should have died a long time ago, and Little Jia was probably dead in ten years or so. Little Jia was an acquaintance to everyone in the compound.

However, this skill is not yet awakened.

In addition, there are passive chain skills: throwing tantrums and rolling around without any shame.

Although he doesn't look as old as I remembered, he looks exactly like her. His snobbish eyes are very recognizable, and he has been looking left and right since he entered the hospital.

Lu Zhenyuan's eyes narrowed. This Jia Zhang was lazy and greedy. If Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu and other people were infuriating and infuriating, then this Jia Zhang was simply disgusting.

She taught three ungrateful people by herself. Although Qin Huairu was also involved, she alone accounted for 80% of the power!

Lu Zhenyuan's eyes fell on the little guy. Why did he seem to be not as tall as Jia Zhang? His face looked quite decent, a bit like a pretty boy.

As the saying goes, he has a handsome appearance but lacks masculinity. However, Jia Dongxu can only be said to have a decent face, which is far from being handsome. It is true that he lacks masculinity.

Seeing his behavior when following Jia Zhang, the three words "despised" immediately emerged in Lu Zhenyuan's mind.

Judging from his behavior, although he was very restrained, his eyes were darting around, just like Jia Zhangshi. It would be fine if he didn't look around, but as soon as his eyes started darting around, he immediately looked like a sneaky person.

This person gives people the impression that he is unreliable, empty, and hypocritical.

It's not surprising at all. After all, Jia Zhang's personality and behavior are all there, and it can be regarded as teaching by example. The three little ungrateful people in the future are almost a portrayal of Jia Dongxu's childhood.

"Hey!"

Lu Zhenyuan didn't manage to hold his breath well, and suddenly he broke down and laughed, but that smile was somewhat playful.

It was because the street worker was taking the Jia family mother and son to the central courtyard, and Jia Zhang was following behind. Her eyes suddenly fell on the north side of the Lu family's house, as if they were hooked and could not move.

I can hardly take a step forward.

He caught up only after being called by the street worker, but he kept looking back and looking towards the north of the Lu family's house.

And what does the Lu family have in the north?

A shack, a home for the New Year!

There is no doubt that Jia Zhang was looking at the big chicken. She must have been shocked to see such a big chicken, but besides being shocked, she must have been itching to eat one.

This Jia Zhang is the grandmother of the future thief saint of Siheyuan.

It goes without saying who the authentic skills of Banggeng were learned from.

"The wolf is coming. Chicken Da Nian doesn't have to worry. If the wolf comes, the one who will suffer is the wolf." Lu Zhenyuan was not panicked at all. It was the tradition of the Jia family to keep eye on other people's chickens. It would be strange if Da Nian was not noticed by the Jia family with his size.

However, he did not intend to make any preparations. Unless the Jia family provoked his family, he would not let the Jia family go.

If the Jia family took the initiative to provoke him, he could just as well punish the beasts with a clear conscience.

Put up a sign forbids people from approaching Ji Da Nian? It has no effect. It is another matter whether Jia Zhangshi can read or not.

Most importantly, are the Jia family reasonable? Making trouble without reason is the tradition of the Jia family!

the other side.

"We're here. You'll live here from now on." Street official Wang took off the lock on the door and said to the Jia mother and son.

Originally there was no lock on the door. It was only later that two groups of residents were arranged to move in to the courtyard to prevent them from occupying other rooms without permission, and then a lock was put on the door.

Jia Zhang was quite satisfied with the west wing of the central courtyard. When she looked at the main house, a hint of jealousy emerged in her eyes. Then she remembered what she saw in the front yard and immediately looked at the street official.

"Officer Wang, why do I see someone raising chickens in the front yard? Does the street office distribute chickens? Can you give us two more? It's not easy for me to take care of the children alone..."

Secretary Wang's face darkened when he heard this. He remained calm on the surface, but a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes.

If it weren't for Jia Zhang's persistence in the street, and considering that their family had a reserved workstation in the steel rolling mill, they would not have been able to get the west wing of the central courtyard, and at most they would have been allocated two rooms.

Now he's still pushing me too far! His tone immediately became a little impatient.

"No! Their chickens are raised by others, don't even think about it!" After saying this, Wang Ganshi really didn't want to stay here any longer, so he turned around and left without even saying hello.

Jia Zhang spat behind his back, and glared at Secretary Wang's back with a pair of snobbish eyes like knives, cursing in a low voice, "You have no sense at all. You didn't even bother to help us clean up the house when we are orphans and widows."

"He's still a street official. He should sprain his ankle and fall to death when he goes out. Ugh!"

Jia Dongxu paid no attention to his mother who was cursing at him. He was happily looking at the west wing in front of him. He felt an inexplicable sense of pride in being able to live in such a house, and felt that this was the starting point of the turning point in his life.