Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

After Lin Donglai asked his uncle to sit down, he poured him a glass of water. The old man was very thirsty after walking all the way, so he picked up the glass and drank it all in one breath.

"Dongla, my uncle has nothing to do this time, he just came to see you two."

As he spoke, he opened the bag he brought with him, carefully took out a dozen duck eggs, several large corn cakes, pickles, soybeans and dried vegetables, and said:

"Last time you went back to the village, there was nothing at home to bring you back, and your aunt and I were upset about it."

"We have saved some things during this period. Can you see if they can be used?"

Seeing these things being taken out one by one by the old man from the bulging bag, Lin Donglai was very moved. It was not easy to walk from the village to the city.

What's more, the weather is so hot and carrying such a heavy thing is much more uncomfortable than working in the fields. It is very tiring for an elderly person.

"Uncle, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have made you travel so far. I should have taken some time to bring Dongyi back to the village to see you and aunt. It's our fault as the younger generation."

"You don't have to save these things for me in the future. I can handle all the work, but I still have to thank my uncle."

These are Lin Donglai's true thoughts. Since he joined the factory, he has been able to complete the purchasing work on time and in quantity, and even exceeded the target from time to time, and has received many bonuses for this.

He doesn't have to worry about money. He just needs to find a suitable place to take out the supplies in the space and exchange them for money and tickets.

In this era, Lin Donglai's family lives a much better life than most people. At least for now, they don't have any major worries.

"That's good, Donglai. I had a dream a few days ago that you and your sister were not doing well, and there was no one to help you. Hearing you say that, I feel relieved."

"Don't worry, uncle. My sister and I are doing well. My salary is enough to support both of us."

"Your parents are gone, and you two are the only ones living here. Won't others bully you?"

The old man now thought of Jia Zhang's tantrum just now, and he was still a little scared, and couldn't help but worry again.

Not to mention anything else, judging from the behavior of the fat old woman in the yard just now, even the most aggressive woman in Zhangjia Village would probably not be her match.

"Everyone in the courtyard is very nice to us now. Now everyone speaks based on their ability. No one dares to bully us, brother and sister. Don't worry, uncle."

Lin Donglai said "don't worry" several times before the old man stopped worrying.

Lin Dong looked at the time and saw that his sister was about to come back from school. The breakfast was simple and the little girl ate little, so she would definitely be hungry when she got home.

So I said to the old man, "Uncle, we have chicken at home. Please sit down and I will make lunch. We can eat together when Dongyi comes back from school."

The old man agreed, but he couldn't sit still. As soon as Lin Donglai took a step out, he followed him into the kitchen.

"Dongla, uncle can't sit still, so why don't we cook together since we have nothing to do?"

In fact, the old man was still not reassured, and wanted to take this opportunity to go to the kitchen and take a look. In fact, you can tell whether a family is living well from the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, Lin Donglai began to peel and cut the potatoes into pieces. Then he put the chopped chicken into the pan and stir-fried it, adding potatoes and seasonings.

After a series of operations, the chicken stewed with potatoes was quickly completed.

In addition to helping out, my uncle also observed the kitchen. All the necessary seasonings were available, as well as rice and flour, so life should not be difficult.

The old man finally believed what he said. It was a good thing that the two children could be self-sufficient by staying in the city.

Not long after the meal was cooked and brought into the house, Lin Dongyi returned home from school. As soon as she reached the door of her house, she smelled the fragrance of the food and shouted, "Brother, it smells so good. I'm almost starving."

When she walked into the house, she found an old man she had never seen before in the house. The little girl was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Donglai in confusion.

"Dongyi, this is our uncle. Our mother lived in Zhangjia Village before she got married. It was thanks to our uncle and his family that she was taken care of."

Lin Dongyi was still young, and her mother had never told her about these things nor had she taken her back to Zhangjia Village, but she felt very close to the old man in front of her.

Seeing her brother being so enthusiastic towards her uncle, the clever girl immediately stepped forward and said sweetly, "Hello, uncle. I am Dong Yi."

The old man was stunned and seemed very happy: "Hello Dongyi! You look so much like your mother. When I saw you, I thought I saw Zhang Qiuxiang when she was a child." After saying that, he wiped his face.

Seeing his sister was a little surprised, Lin Donglai quickly said, "Let's stop chatting. Dongyi, wash your hands and sit down to eat. The chicken and potatoes won't taste so good if they get cold."

This successfully avoided the heavy topic, and the three of them sat at the table, eating and chatting. They had a very pleasant meal.

At this time, people had all gotten off work and the yard gradually became lively.

As soon as Xu Damao returned to the yard and parked his car, Lou Xiaoe pulled him back home: "Damo, did you know that Third Uncle's family was sent to the hospital this morning?"

"I know. I was watching the fun in the front yard. What happened? Are the people in Third Uncle's family okay?"

"The people in the third uncle's family were sent to the hospital. I heard it was food poisoning. They induced vomiting and had their stomachs washed. It cost a lot of money."

When Xu Damao heard this, his eyes widened immediately: "Are you saying that Shazhu helped the third master prepare a banquet yesterday and poisoned the food?"

As he was talking, Xu Damao actually felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, as if his stomach was aching vaguely.

"No wonder I feel sick in my stomach right now. This guy must have done it."

"Da Mao, be serious. I heard from the people who took Uncle San to the hospital that Uncle San and his family were poisoned by mushrooms and it had nothing to do with Sha Zhu."

"And they said that you gave that bunch of mushrooms to Uncle San. I want to ask you, have you ever given mushrooms to Uncle San's family?"

After hearing what Lou Xiao'e said, Xu Damao was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Ezi, are the mushrooms I brought home last time still there? Quick, find them for me!"

When Lou Xiao'e took out the two strings of mushrooms and put them on the table, Xu Damao moved away from them as if he had seen poison.

After a while, he found a pair of torn shorts and wrapped the two bunches of mushrooms. "Ezi, throw this away when no one is paying attention. Remember to wash your hands several times in the middle courtyard when you come back."

"The people in Wangjia Village are such bastards. They gave me poisonous mushrooms to eat. Next time, I won't go to show them a movie even if they invite me."

Only then did Lou Xiao'e realize that what others said was true, but she still obediently packed up the two strings of mushrooms and walked out of the yard.