Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Jia Zhang was crying and making a fuss. She had lived a hard life since she was young. He felt that he had finally raised his son. Shouldn't he eat and drink good food? Jia Dongxu wanted to leave. He felt tired of having such a mother. But looking at his mother like this, if he went to work without caring, those gossipers in the yard would break his spine.

Jia Dongxu looked at Jia Zhang in silence and said, "Mom, please stop crying. I still have to go to work. Do you really want to ruin my job? If the neighbors in the courtyard see this, they will think I am abusing you."

In fact, Jia Dongxu knew that his mother did this on purpose, but what could he do now that things had come to this point? After all, this was his mother who had raised him from childhood to adulthood. Even if Jia Dongxu was a bastard, he could not do such an ungrateful thing.

Jia Zhang just pursed her lips and said nothing. Her pair of cunning eyes stared straight at the direction of He Yuzhu's house, which was obviously self-evident. Jia Dongxu was a seven-foot-tall man, and he really didn't want to bother Sha Zhu anymore. But looking at his mother's current state, he sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll go ask Sha Zhu and send you a few buns so that you can have a taste of them."

After hearing her son's agreement, Jia Zhang's old face smiled. With a smile on her face, she rummaged through the cabinets and took out a large bowl of dough. She stuffed it into her son's hand and said, "Go ask Shazhu for more. Can Shazhu finish so much? Let's share the burden with him."

Jia Dongxu was so embarrassed that his teeth were showing. He frowned and said, "You are exaggerating. How many buns can be put in such a big basin?" Jia Zhangshi was not shy at all. She curled her lips and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? I just want him to do more good things! If I want you to go, just go quickly and don't drag it out here."

Jia Dongxu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go out with the big bowl of dough. As soon as he went out, he could smell the fragrance in the air, which made Jia Dongxu very greedy. He Yuzhu was not stingy either, he called out the children from each household and gave each child two buns. This made both adults and children very happy, and they all expressed their gratitude to He Yuzhu.

Jia Dongxu came over with a large basin in his hand, and put it in front of He Yuzhu and said, "Silly Zhu, give me some buns too." Jia Dongxu looked very arrogant, as if He Yuzhu should give it. He Yuzhu snorted and said, "Hey, Jia Dongxu. You are really capable of begging for food with your foot washing basin."

Jia Dongxu couldn't stand it when he heard it, and said with a bad face, "Shazhu, why do you give buns to other families but not to ours? Do you look down on me?" He Yuzhu nodded and said with a smile, "I just look down on you, so what? Look, these are all children, you have a big face to snatch food from these children."

The parents of the children around him all looked at Jia Dongxu with contempt. Blacksmith Sun curled his lips. Although he was also very greedy for the craftsmanship, he still had some bottom line. He also looked down on Jia Dongxu as a person. He grinned and said, "Jia Dongxu, you bastard, you bastard, do you have any shame to even snatch the buns from a child?"

Aunt Liu has three little grandchildren, and He Yuzhu was not stingy. He gave two buns to each of his three little grandchildren. Aunt Liu was very grateful. Who can afford buns these days? If there are buns, they eat them secretly at home. Who would be willing to give them to others? Seeing He Yuzhu being bullied, Aunt Liu snorted coldly and said, "Dongxu, Zhu is already good enough. He gave two buns to each of the children in our yard. Don't make trouble anymore."

Yan Fugui glanced at the basin in Jia Dongxu's hand, his eyes were quite helpless. He felt that Jia Dongxu was as thick-skinned as his mother, and even better than his mother. Yan Fugui usually liked to take advantage of others, but he had never done such a thing.

Looking at the basin in Jia Dongxu's hand, he said, "Okay, Dongxu. Look at that thing in your hand. How many buns do you want? Zhuzi's family has already distributed most of the buns to the children in the yard. If they really give you some more buns, what will the young couple eat? You can't always think about yourself, you have to think about others, right?"

Jia Dongxu's face looked a little bad, but thinking about his mother's skill, Jia Dongxu thought for a while and said, "It's not that I don't want to lose face, it's my mother who wants to taste Zhuzi's cooking skills. You also know that my mother raised me with all her hard work, and as a son, I have to repay my mother, right?"

Qin Huairu whispered to her husband, and He Yuzhu also felt that what his wife said made sense. He smiled, took out another dozen buns and said, "Okay, Jia Dongxu, don't say that the neighbors in the same yard don't take care of you. I'll get a bun for your mother, and of course for the others like the third uncle and Aunt Liu, we can't be partial to one over the other. Everyone should try the buns we made, which can be regarded as our filial piety to the elders."

Jia Dongxu's face turned dark, and he wanted to throw away the bun in the rice bowl. He felt that this idiot was targeting him, but Jia Dongxu had no evidence. But thinking about his mother's behavior, there was nothing he could do. It was better to have something than nothing. He left with a dark face, regardless of the looks from the neighbors in the yard.

Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu received the buns and expressed their gratitude to the couple again. Yan Fugui took a bite and found that it tasted especially good. He nodded and said, "Wow, this is a bun stuffed with wild vegetables. There is also some meat inside. Wow, Zhuzi, your cooking skills are really amazing. It smells so damn good."

Qin Huairu also nodded and said with a smile, "These are the wild vegetable dumplings that my cousin from my mother's side brought. You can have a try. My brother Zhuzi said that if you like them, he will sell these wild vegetable dumplings in the canteen of the steel mill."