The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

Zhao Tiantian ignored Xu Damao's warning, and the news she brought back last time delayed her and He Yuzhu's good fortune. Now she was obviously angry, pinching and kicking with obvious force, and spoke in a harsh tone. "How can I not know what my Zhuzi is like? I haven't settled the matter with you for bringing back false news last time, and now you dare to talk nonsense, you don't want to be good, right?"

When Xu Damao heard what happened last time, he immediately cried out in injustice. "Senior sister, those were Sha Zhu's original words last time, I really didn't change a single word."

Zhao Tiantian said impatiently. "Okay, since you are my father's apprentice, I will let you go. If you say something bad about my Zhuzi again, or call him "Silly Zhuzi", be careful or I will castrate you. Do you hear me?"

She had already known He Yuzhu's situation from childhood to adulthood, and she took advantage of him because she knew everything. To put it bluntly, she would know every hair on his body in a few days, so how could she be persuaded by Xu Damao?

Xu Damao's mask of pain became even more severe, and he suddenly felt a chill down there. Although Zhao Tiantian couldn't really castrate him, she would definitely give him a good beating.

At the same time, I was also confused. Zhao Tiantian really thinks highly of Sha Zhu, otherwise she wouldn't be so protective of him and so cruel.

It's obvious that he is determined to do it and there's no way to disrupt it?

As soon as the thought passed, he begged for mercy. "I know, I know, Senior Sister, I was wrong. I promise not to say bad things about Sha Zhu anymore."

Zhao Tiantian let him go, kicked him again on the buttocks, and said with glaring eyes, "Don't call me Shazhu, or I'll tear your mouth apart."

"I got it, senior sister." Xu Damao covered his butt with a grin and ran away quickly.

I cried in my heart, thinking, what the hell is going on, why is Senior Sister so protective of Sha Zhu, how can I live like this from now on. If Sha Zhu beats him up, I don’t even dare to go to her house to reason, I have to find a way...

He Yuzhu, on the other hand, hurried back to the factory with great joy and mailed the letter he had written on the way. If nothing unexpected happened, his father should send back 500 yuan. All the expenses for his son's wedding were only 500 yuan, which was not too much, right?

He was in a very good mood at this time. He had decorated his house, married a wife, and had a big fat boy. He was about to reach the peak of his life and live a life with a wife and children and a warm bed.

When he arrived at the kitchen, he took the initiative to help the kitchen helpers prepare food and chat with them.

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Time flies and the weekend comes.

In the morning, Chang Wei looked at the time, gently played with the dough in his hand, and said softly, "Sister Zao, it's seven o'clock. Are you still going to work today?"

Tian Zao woke up slowly and stretched. "Go, there are so many people in the street waiting for me to arrange work for them."

Then he smacked Chang Wei on the face, then got up and put on his clothes. "Ah Wei and the other two were busy until 4 or 5 in the morning last night, you should get some more sleep. I won't buy you breakfast, because you'll probably have eaten lunch by the time you wake up."

Chang Wei teased. "They are newbies, inexperienced and playful, unlike you and Ladi, who can do three things at once."

Tian Zao rolled her eyes coquettishly. "It's all because of you, my enemy. Okay, I'm in a hurry to go to work. I won't chat with you anymore. I'm leaving now."

After Tian Zao left, Chang Wei changed his position with Jin Canlan in his arms, then pulled Ding Qiunan into his arms, hugged her left and right, and took a nap for a while.

He has been spending the nights in Dazhalan these past few days, and has completely conquered the very silly Jin Canlan from inside out.

After fighting alone, Jin Canlan also realized the benefits of working together in numbers. Even Ding Qiunan was drafted by her last night and completed the baptism of transformation into a woman. She wanted to know the limit of Chang Wei, the bull, but they worked together until four or five o'clock and fell asleep unwillingly.

As for Liang Ladi, she left the scene before midnight last night, in order not to disturb Chang Wei and the others' rest. In the early morning, she took the two little ones to wash up and go out for a walk for dinner.

The words are divided into two parts.

There is a lot of joy in the Siheyuan today, as He Yuzhu is getting married.

He only hired someone to paint the walls, which was done in a day. The interior decoration of the room was arranged last night. The white walls made the room bright and shiny. The wedding characters were pasted on the walls and the ribbons and paper-cuts were hung, which made the room look more festive than before.

When it comes to He Yuzhu's wedding, the deaf old lady in the courtyard is the most enthusiastic. She was so happy that she walked briskly. She got up early and called Shazhu. She also went to several other houses to ask a few aunts to help clean the ground from the entrance of He's house to the entrance of the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai directed several young people in the courtyard, including Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng, to arrange the tables, chairs and benches that had been gathered from various families.

Yan Bugui and his son posted wedding characters from the front door to the corridor.

Among the three uncles, Liu Haizhong, who likes to show up the most, did not come out today. There has been no news from the Liu Guangtian brothers for several days. He was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, and had no mood to come out to give orders.

In the corner of the middle courtyard, He Yuzhu invited Master Wang, the head chef of the canteen of the cannery, to cook today, and the assistants of the second canteen to help. The stove was set up for cooking, and the ordered dishes were delivered. Several assistants had already started preparing the dishes.

Today's protagonist, He Yuzhu, after some grooming, had his hair waxed and split in a 3:7 ratio. He was wearing a Zhongshan suit with a white shirt, a big red flower on his chest, and shiny leather shoes on his feet.

When he went out and saw the people who came to help him, he took out his Daqianmen cigarettes and gave them all cigarettes with a smile on his face.

By ten o'clock in the morning, everything was almost ready.

Yan Bugui sat down beside the table, shouted and started collecting gifts and keeping accounts.

He was very proactive in helping today, and he didn't intend to ask for any benefits. He was calculating. He didn't lose out by helping for free. When his son got married, he wouldn't have to find a cook. Compared to the cost of finding a chef, the benefits of accepting gifts and keeping accounts were nothing. The point was that he had three sons...

Hearing Yan Bugui's shout, the residents in the courtyard came forward to pay their respects.

Xu Fugui came first and took out five yuan and put it down. "Old Yan, write it down and write Damao's name on it."

Yan Bugui picked up the wedding cigarettes on the table and handed one over. "Lao Xu, you're raising the price."

The normal price in the hospital was 50 cents or one yuan, and if you had a good relationship, it would be 2 yuan.

Xu Fugui lit up a cigarette and smiled. "We haven't had a wedding in our hospital for many years. How can the younger generation still be the same as we were back then?"

Yan Bugui thought so too. He had three sons, so he would not lose out no matter how much he paid. "That's right, I'll pay five dollars too."

As he said this, he took out five dollars and wrote down his share of the money.

In the group of aunties not far away, Jia Zhang, who was eating free sunflower seeds, looked unhappy. She remembered that when her son Jia Dongxu got married, Xu Fugui only gave a gift of one yuan, and Yan Bugui only gave fifty cents, which was finally taken back in a red envelope.

With someone taking the lead, each household in the courtyard came to pay their respects.

Two yuan, three yuan, nothing less than two yuan, who doesn’t have a child?

Yi Zhonghai walked forward and also put in five dollars.

The second aunt hesitated for a moment, then followed suit and put in five dollars. She would be able to get it back when her eldest son got married soon anyway.

Seeing that no one paid less than two dollars, Jia Dongxu also paid two dollars as a gift for the sake of face. This made Jia Zhang very distressed. She had to eat hard to make up for the loss of one dollar today.

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