Siheyuan: Get the system at the beginning

Zhang Xiaoyan was originally from Sichuan Province. She is a real hottie. She likes dishes with lots of oil, strong flavor, and spicy flavor. If she cooks by herself, the first problem is that the fumes are very heavy, so it is not a good idea to arrange the room like this.

However, she also made some simple inquiries about whether she wanted to renovate the house, and the best way would have to wait until spring. After all, she also wanted to add a bathroom, and by then she would have to dig the ground and bury the pipes, which would be quite troublesome.

After Zhang Xiaoyan packed up her things, she washed her hair with hot water. She immediately felt as if her head had lightened and her mind felt refreshed. It was worth it for her to change four or five basins of hot water.

It's funny to say that the neighbors in the yard really took advantage of her in various ways. Even when Zhang Xiaoyan was washing her hair, because she needed to mix hot and cold water by the pool, the kettle and the boiling water kettle were right next to her. Some neighbors also ran over to borrow hot water. Zhang Xiaoyan's head was full of foam and she couldn't open her eyes. She only heard a woman's voice.

Fortunately, she prepared enough water, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wash her hair clean. This was the first lesson she was taught after entering the courtyard.

After washing her hair, she wrapped it up with a newly bought towel, put two coal balls in the stove, and looked at the sky. In fact, she couldn't tell what time it was. She just smelled a faint smell of steamed cornbread in the air.

This let her know that she could cook, so she thought about what to eat in the evening. She had already cooked pork at noon, but she didn't buy any peppers, so she immediately felt that it didn't taste good. She thought that she must go to the vegetable market tomorrow to buy all the necessary seasonings. Sichuan cuisine feels like it lacks a soul and tastes bland if it lacks any seasoning.

In the end, she steamed a pot of rice, cut the meat into very thin slices, made a sauce with mashed garlic and poured it on the meat slices to make garlic mashed pork. As for the soup, it was the broth used to cook the meat at noon, and she just threw in a piece of shredded cabbage leaf and added a little salt.

Zhang Xiaoyan was enjoying the first and most delicious meal she had in the past few days when she heard a noise outside. However, she didn't think it had anything to do with her and didn't care.

In winter, it gets dark early. In order to save electricity and kerosene lamps at home, people in Siheyuan cook dinner earlier.

When workers get off work and students get out of school, the courtyard suddenly becomes lively with people calling children to do their homework, calling men to eat, calling mothers and fathers. It is very lively.

After being beaten, Mrs. Jia in the middle courtyard kept lying on the bed. Sometimes she asked her daughter-in-law to bring her hot water, sometimes she asked her daughter-in-law to put some sugar in the water, and sometimes she said her back hurt and asked her daughter-in-law to massage her back. She made Qin Huairu run around in circles.

As for Xiao Bang Geng, he felt extremely wronged and ashamed today, so he didn't go out to play. He went home and fell asleep crying.

"Why don't you hurry up and cook? You are so blind. If you can't see the sky, can't you see your neighbors? Their meals are almost cooked, but our pot is still cold. You are so stupid. Come on, come on, hurry up and cook! You are such a fool. You don't even move your head when you are told to."

Mrs. Jia was hungry, so she pushed Qin Huairu, who was still massaging her back, aside. Fortunately, there was a wall behind Qin Huairu, otherwise she would have fallen and it would have been a disaster.

Qin Huairu glared at her mother-in-law's back fiercely, and went out to cook without saying a word. Just as she put the steamed buns made of two pieces of flour in the pot, Jia Dongxu came back home.

Then she heard what her mother-in-law and the man said, curled her lips and continued with her hands.

"Son, you are finally back. If you hadn't come back, I would have been beaten to death. Why did you come back just now? If you hadn't come back, your mother wouldn't have been able to see you."

Jia Dongxu, who had been someone's son for decades, knew best what kind of person his mother was. He knew that she had been wronged again, but he didn't think it was a big deal. After all, his mother loved to make a fuss. But seeing how sad his mother looked,

He also asked considerately:

"What's going on? Huairu, quickly heat up the food in the lunch box. I specially left it for you."

Then he put the lunch box in his hand on the table and waited for his wife to take it to the kitchen. He sat down on a stool. Qin Huairu responded in the kitchen and hurried over to take the lunch box away. As for the conversation between mother and son, she just listened.

"Didn't you know that our house was robbed?"

"I know! I asked the master, and he said that the house originally belonged to the factory, so it was reasonable to give it to someone else, and he couldn't do anything about it."

"Is that what I'm talking about? Your mother isn't unreasonable. The factory said it would give the house to whoever it was given to. We can't say anything, but we'll just give it back to her. But we agreed that you'd come back after get off work to clean it up, but that little bitch had everyone throw all our stuff into the yard early this morning and moved in herself."

Mrs. Jia said this with a look of grievance on her face, but the expression on her face did not match her words at all.

"What? They threw it away. What about our stuff?"

Jia Dongxu knew that there were some unwanted tables, chairs and benches inside, all of which were missing some parts, but they were also her own things! Why did she leave them in the yard? What if they were lost?

"You were blind when you came in! Didn't you see it was under the porch? And, is that what I'm talking about?"

Mrs. Jia rolled her eyes at her son in anger.

"Oh, you got it back! Mom, you've worked hard today. Have an extra bowl later. I left a big piece of meat for you."

Jia Dongxu didn't think too much about it and even said something to express his filial piety.

"You don't know! Your mother and your son suffered a lot when you were not at home. That little bitch is nothing! That little whore actually beat the elderly and the children. If I hadn't run fast for the children, you wouldn't have seen it today..."

Grandma Jia finally expressed her grievances, crying as she spoke. Her grandson Banggeng, who was sleeping next to her, had already woken up. When he heard his grandmother crying, he also burst into tears.

Mrs. Jia also thought of her grandson, so she quickly pulled him out of the bed, took off his pants, and showed him the swollen area, which turned out to be just a little red.

"Did you see it? Did you see it? It's been so long, and it's still swollen! It's so red, just imagine how painful it must have been for your son! I'm so heartbroken, my darling grandson!"

Mrs. Jia began to sing and recite again.

Jia Dongxu rubbed his head with a headache. Seeing this scene and hearing his mother's words, he was naturally very angry.

But he is a grown man after all, and it is not right for him to argue with a woman. Even if he asks his wife to take action, she is pregnant, and if something really happens, it will be too late to regret.

"I'll go find the master right away, don't be sad."

The person who said that left angrily. When Mrs. Jia and her grandson saw their son (father) close the door, they looked at each other, wiped their tears tacitly, and stayed in the bed waiting for news.