I messed up the Siheyuan

When Sha Zhu walked into the house, he found Yu Shui doing homework at the dining table, so he said in a slightly doting tone: "Yu Shui is doing homework!... Are you hungry? I'll make you a meal right away..."

"Brother, what are we going to eat tonight?" Yu Shui raised her head and asked expectantly.

"What to eat? What else can I eat? Steamed buns and pickles!"

"Brother!..." Yu Shui pouted, "It's steamed bread and pickles again! I...I'm tired of eating them..."

"Steamed buns and pickles are not enough? ...Are you tired of eating them?" Sha Zhu said with a smile: "I think you just burned them"

"Do you know how many people are out there who want to eat but can't?"

"I'm just tired of eating!" Yu Shui rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his wrist towards Sha Zhu, "Brother, look at how thin I have become..."

Sha Zhu walked over, stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Shui's little arm, nodded and said: "Yeah!...Our He family's aunt has indeed lost weight.

That's fine! ...

I'll think of a way to get you some meat today."

"Meat?" Yu Shui's eyes lit up and she asked excitedly, "Brother, are we having meat tonight?...Have you...have you bought meat...?"

"Meat, I didn't buy it? But..., I have this." As he said that, Sha Zhu took out a palm-sized aluminum box from his arms and placed it on the table.

"what is this?"

"Hehe!..." Sha Zhu smiled proudly, "This is a lunch box that I specially asked someone to make for me."

"Small lunch box? This is a small lunch box?" Yu Shui looked at Sha Zhu in confusion, "Brother, why are you making this?"

"What are you doing?" Sha Zhu pointed at Yu Shui, "Why are you so stupid?

Without this, how can I bring meat and vegetables out from the factory?

In today's market situation, if we still use conspicuous large lunch boxes to get vegetables from the factory as we did before, won't we be prepared to be punished?

What a great little lunch box like this!

Get some meat and vegetables, put them in your arms... hehe! ... no one can tell..."

"Hey!...Brother...Is this the meat dish you got from the factory?"

"Yeah!" Sha Zhu nodded, "Just two pieces of braised pork, eat them quickly!"

"Braised pork?..." Yu Shui's eyes lit up. She held the lunch box in her hand and carefully opened the lid.

Looking at the two pieces of red, plump and tender braised pork in the box, Yu Shui stretched out her nose to smell it and couldn't help showing an intoxicated expression, "It smells so good!..."

Then, she gently placed the lunch box on the table, stood up, and said to Sha Zhu proudly, "Brother, you sit down. I'll make dinner tonight!"

"That's fine!" Sha Zhu said with a smile, "I want to have a meal with my sister today!"

After all, Yu Shui grew up in a family of chefs. Although she doesn’t cook much, she is very skillful when it comes to cooking.

Before long, seven or eight steamed buns and a plate of shredded pickles were placed in front of Sha Zhu.

Then, he pushed the lunch box in front of Sha Zhu, "Brother, take a piece first..."

"I don't want to eat!" Sha Zhu pushed the lunch box back again. "I already ate when I tasted the food at noon. These two pieces are for you, so eat them quickly!"

"Then..." Yu Shui hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly: "How about...Brother, let's get some for Sister-in-law Jia? When I came back from school today, I saw Sister-in-law Jia was pregnant and had difficulty walking. Her legs seemed a little swollen..."

These words made Sha Zhu hesitate for a moment, and a trace of struggle flashed across his face.

But soon, he shook his head fiercely and said in a slightly irritated tone: "No! It's none of my business if his wife Jia Dongxu gives birth to a child for him..."

"Alright! ...Yushui, stop worrying about these useless things and eat quickly."

After saying that, he grabbed a steamed bun and bit into it hard.

But then, he raised his head again and warned: "Yushui, our family eats meat... Especially the fact that I took the meat from the factory, you can't say anything when you go out!..."

"Brother, don't worry!...I'm not stupid!..."

......

After Yi Zhonghai returned home, he frowned and thought about things.

Even until the aunt prepared the meal and placed it in front of him, his brows did not relax.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay!" Yi Zhonghai shook his head and took a sip of the cornmeal porridge in front of him. "Oh! By the way, after dinner, prepare ten kilograms of cornmeal. Dongxu will come to get it in the evening."

"Ten kilograms?" The aunt was stunned for a moment, "Dongxu's family is running out of food again?"

"Yeah!..." Yi Zhonghai nodded.

The lady sighed and said, "Okay! Wait a minute, I'll scoop the corn flour out of the noodle jar."

After saying this, she hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Boss, do you want to add some white flour to Dongxu? I think Huairu's legs are a little swollen?"

Yi Zhonghai looked up and glared at the aunt, then shook his head, "No need! We don't have much flour left at home.

Moreover!

Leg edema cannot be cured by simply eating some white flour.

You don't have to worry about this.

Afterwards, I'll think about getting some meat for Dongxu!"

"That's fine..." the aunt responded and said nothing more.

The two of them ate in silence for a while before Yi Zhonghai asked again, "My dear, what do you think of Wang Ping?"

"Wang Ping? The Wang Ping in the front yard?" The aunt was stunned for a moment and looked at Yi Zhonghai in confusion, "Boss, why are you asking him?"

"What I mean is..." Yi Zhonghai hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly, "When we get old, how about letting Wang Ping take care of us?"

"Let Wang Ping take care of us in our old age?" The aunt was even more confused. "Boss, what do you think?"

Yi Zhonghai put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "I have no choice!

As for Dongxu, the whole family depends on him alone.

His burden is too heavy.

I’m afraid that when we get old, we won’t be able to rely on him.”

"Boss, that's true..." The aunt replied, "But even if we can't count on Dongxu in the future, don't we still have Zhuzi?

Zhuzi is a kind and righteous child!

Let's be nice to him now, and he will definitely be able to take care of us when we are old!"

"Pillar!?..." Yi Zhonghai pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head, "He can't!

Although that boy is kind and righteous, he is too stupid and arrogant.

I always feel unreliable in relying on him to support me in my old age."

"Then Wang Ping in the front yard can provide for us in our old age?" asked the aunt. "We used to be just ordinary neighbors. Moreover, although he is young, he has a job and a house. He is so well-off, he can provide for us..."

Before the lady could finish her words, Yi Zhonghai interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and then said with a little excitement: "It is because Wang Ping is well-off that we want to take care of him in his old age!"

"At least, if Wang Ping takes care of us in our old age, we don't have to take money and food out every month like we do to support Dongxu. As for whether he is willing to take care of us in our old age?" At this point, Yi Zhonghai curled his lips slightly, "He is just a teenager... Humph!..."

"This..." An old lady looked at Yi Zhonghai hesitantly.

"Don't worry about this, I have my own ideas!"