The Beginning of Siheyuan Blackmailing Yi Zhonghai

The Yan family in the front yard.

Yan Bugui obviously cherishes this bowl of chicken soup more than the other families.

He first grabbed some salt and sprinkled it into the bowl, then slowly stirred it with chopsticks to fully dissolve it.

"This chicken soup must be a little salty, so that the umami flavor of the chicken can be stimulated."

The other six members of the Yan family gathered around the table, swallowing their saliva and staring at the bowl in front of Yan Bugui, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Dad, please divide the food quickly. It's so late and we still need to go to bed." Yan Jiecheng said.

"Why share? This bowl is not enough for everyone to take a bite."

"What should I do?"

"Tiedan doesn't know how to cook chicken soup. He didn't put ginger in it, and the heat wasn't high enough. I say, let's not eat it today. Let's add some water and cook it again. We can each have a bowl of chicken soup tomorrow morning. What do you think?"

"Well, your father is right. Look at the chicken bones. The meat on them has not been removed, and the marrow in the bones has not been cooked out. If we cook them for another half an hour, we will definitely have half a pot of chicken soup." Aunt Yang Ruihua echoed.

"Dad, we've waited so long. If we don't eat anything, we won't be able to sleep well!"

"Yeah, Dad, give me some."

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang suggested, and the third son Yan Jiekuang and the fourth daughter Yan Jiedi also nodded continuously.

It is difficult to go against public opinion. Yan Bugui thought about it and expressed his agreement.

He is also hungry.

Seeing the small pieces of chicken intestines being stirred up, I began to think about it.

"Then each of us can have a small piece of intestine and chew it slowly, how about that?"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The two youngest guys just started clapping.

Yan Bugui was very satisfied. He carefully picked out seven broken intestines and put them on the plate. There were both large and small intestines. What a coincidence, three were thick and four were thin, and there were only that many in the bowl.

"That's right, one for each of us, come on."

Yan Bugui was the first to pick out a fatter one and picked it up.

Next came the third aunt, Yan Jiecheng, who picked two that were not too fat, while Yu Li and the three younger ones could only eat the small intestines, in a very orderly manner.

Yan Bugui smiled and was about to eat, but the other six had already put it in their mouths and started chewing it with big mouthfuls, looking very enjoyable.

But as they chewed, the faces of Auntie San and Yan Jiecheng changed. The taste was a little off. Could it be that this was the taste of intestines? It was wrong.

The other four had already eaten and were still smacking their lips.

Yan Bugui looked at the third aunt and the eldest son and sneered, thinking that the two were like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit and couldn't taste the flavor.

"This chicken intestine is not pig intestine. The best taste is not in the intestine, but in the chicken fat inside. You must suck it out."

Without waiting for the third aunt to remind him, Yan Bugui picked up the chicken intestines, put them to his mouth and sucked hard.

Ziliu!

Yan Bugui rolled up his tongue and was about to taste it, but then his face turned pale, his eyes suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

White, black, yellow, and red covered the tongue.

"Pfft, water!"

He sprayed it all into the bowl in front of him.

No matter how slow-witted the third aunt and Yan Jiecheng were, they could smell the odor and started vomiting quickly. They both picked up large intestines, so there might be less stuff inside.

The other four were better off and left the table wanting to vomit, but thinking that they had picked up small intestines, they were reluctant to do so.

It’s just a pity about the bowl of chicken soup on the table.

"I should have thought that Wang Tiedan didn't know how to cook a chicken. He must have just pulled out the chicken intestines, chopped them up and threw them into the pot."

Yan Bugui regretted as he vomited.

"Dad, should we go find him?" Yan Jiefang asked weakly.

"What are you looking for? I still have some dignity left!"

If people knew that he, a dignified uncle, had eaten chicken shit, he would lose all his face and dignity. What's more, Wang Tiedan had already said when he was making the soup that it might not have been cleaned properly and asked them not to mind it.

They have already said they don't mind, and it would be even more embarrassing to look for them now.

"Then what about this bowl of chicken soup?" Auntie Three was still a little reluctant.

Yan Bugui wiped his mouth and almost vomited again when he looked at the bowl of chicken soup.

"Pick out the bones and wash them, and throw away the rest."

After saying that, he went outside to rinse his mouth.

At the same time, there were constant sounds of vomiting in the yard. Those who were lucky enough not to have their large intestines vomited were wondering what was going on and whether they had eaten something bad.

After saying that, he took another sip of the soup. It was so delicious!

After a while, the yard fell silent again.

After beating the child, Liu Haizhong stood at the door. He was waiting. When the child got angry, he would go up.

It’s a pity that the Jia family, who always rushes to the front, has been silent, which is very strange.

He didn't know that the two foodies in the Jia family were quick to swallow the food. The soup was gone before they could even taste it.

Not to mention the little bit left in the intestines, even if it wasn't processed at all, they might not be able to taste it out.

Liu Haizhong was wondering when he suddenly heard some movement coming from the Moon Gate and rushed out in a hurry.

"Wang Tiedan! You..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the person standing in front of Wang Tiedan's house was wearing a uniform. It was Officer Fan who came over.

"Where is Wang Tiedan?" Director Fan asked when he saw Liu Haizhong coming.

"Ah, you're not home?"

Liu Haizhong didn't dare to cause trouble and subconsciously looked towards Grandma Yang's house.

"Officer Fan, where are you coming from?"

"I'm looking for Wang Tiedan. I saw chicken soup cooking in his pot. He should be there, right?" said Officer Fan.

When it comes to chicken soup, Liu Haizhong just feels nauseous.

"It was still there just now. Let me find it for you."

As he said that, he trotted to Grandma Yang's house. Before he knocked on the door, Wang Tiedan came out by himself.

"Second uncle, what are you doing?"

"Officer Fan, hurry up."

"Hey." Wang Tiedan looked in the direction of his home and hurried over.

"Officer Fan, you're looking for me?"

"Ah."

At this time, many people who heard the noise had already come out, and many people were leaning against the windows looking out.

Yi Zhonghai was used to keeping things secret, and things happening in the courtyard were rarely spread out. It had been a long time since the police station had specifically looked for someone in the courtyard, so it was very strange and there was a lot of discussion.

"Wang Tiedan has committed a crime, right? How can he afford to buy a chicken?"

"Yes, yes, he took a bag, and I heard there was money and noodles."

"Oh, we drank chicken soup, what should we do?"

"Don't talk about chicken soup! Ugh!"

"why?"

Officer Fan glanced at the talking crowd, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"Wang Tiedan, I heard that you went to the black market today?"

"Well, there is really no food left at home, and I can't borrow any, so I can only go there to buy some."

Wang Tiedan said truthfully that going to the black market is now a default practice, and the police station basically doesn't care as long as it's not out of line.

"What time did you come back?"

"It's been more than an hour, I don't know the exact time, maybe the uncle Yan Bugui at the door knows."

"Where did you get the money to buy things on the black market?" There were very few families who had watches, so Officer Fan directly asked another question.

"Oh, speaking of which, I have to thank Yi Zhonghai, an old man in our hospital. He is indeed a moral model of our hospital. He felt sorry for me and heard that I had no money to eat, so he stuffed all the money in his pocket into me. There were more than 30 yuan. I don't know how to pay him back."

Wang Tiedan deliberately spoke very loudly so that everyone in the yard could hear him clearly.