Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

This year's Spring Festival was quite quiet.

The food that the Yan family eats this year is still unbearable to look at.

So this year Yu Li took Yan Jiecheng back to her parents' home to celebrate the New Year.

When she goes home, she can at least eat a few dumplings with meat, but at Yan's house you can't even eat dumplings.

The only meat dish that the third uncle had was the steamed salted fish.

After a period of conditioning, Yan Jie Zaicheng's health did not improve, so his status in the family is getting lower and lower.

Basically he does whatever Yu Li says.

He was afraid that Yu Li would divorce him directly if she was unhappy.

In the Intermediate Court, He Yuzhu and his sister lived their lives behind closed doors.

Without the vampire Jia, He Yushui could eat as much meat as he wanted for the first time.

Only He Yuzhu was holding the wine glass and drinking one glass after another.

He is in a bad mood now.

Without the old deaf man and the old lady to help him, he wouldn't even have the chance to go on a blind date.

Not to mention dating.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but sigh.

Although his arch-enemy Xu Damao got divorced, at least he got to eat the meat.

And he could only imagine what that taste was like.

It's really hard for me.

Compared with the He family, the retirement groups still chose to celebrate the New Year together this year.

This year we chose to have the New Year’s Eve dinner at Yi Zhonghai’s house.

The old deaf man came to Yi Zhonghai's house in the evening, but his eyes would occasionally look in the direction of Sha Zhu's house.

Especially when she saw the New Year's Eve dinner, her whole face wrinkled.

Among the three families, only Auntie and Qin Huairu can cook.

Jia Zhang could cook some simple meals, but no one dared to let her cook.

If they really let Jia Zhang prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, they would not be able to eat meat.

Qin Huairu was not able to cook because she had to breastfeed her baby, so in the end the aunt was responsible for cooking and Qin Huairu took time out to come and help.

When Yi Zhonghai saw Qin Huairu's back as she was breastfeeding in the inner room, he couldn't help but feel a hint of desire in his heart.

Some immoral thoughts couldn't be suppressed and emerged again.

He coughed dryly, then took out a bottle of wine and poured a glass for himself and Jia Dongxu, and said:

"Dongxu, have a few drinks with the master."

"Master, let me pour the wine."

Jia Dongxu quickly took the bottle.

Yi Zhonghai drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and said with a smile:

"After the new year, we will have a skills assessment. Have you mastered everything I taught you during this period?"

"Almost done, Master. There are just some things I need to familiarize myself with more."

"I will give you some special treatment after the New Year. If you work hard, you will be able to become a third-level worker. The salary of a third-level worker is 45 yuan, which is considered high in the factory."

"Thanks to the master for his guidance."

Jia Dongxu was also very excited when he heard Yi Zhonghai's words.

An income of 45 yuan per month is considered a high salary in a courtyard house.

"By the way, Master, do you have a good chance of upgrading to level eight?"

Jia Dongxu poured Yi Zhonghai a glass of wine and asked.

"It's about the same. My skills have been honed over the past two years, so I think it should be fine."

Although Yi Zhonghai said this, he was actually quite confident that he could be upgraded to level eight worker.

His character may be problematic, but his skills are indeed top-notch.

He was just a little bit short of passing the last assessment.

So he has been working hard to improve his skills in the past two years in order to become an eighth-level worker as soon as possible.

Especially now that he has a bad reputation, he needs the status of an eighth-level worker to save some face for him.

"Old Yi, how much is the monthly salary for this level 8 worker?"

Jia Zhang, who was busy eating snacks at the side, couldn't help but ask curiously when she heard this.

"Mom, the salary for an eighth-level worker is 99 yuan, and with the subsidy it's over yuan."

"One hundred dollars! That's so much."

Jia Zhang couldn't help but exclaim.

She felt a little regretful that she had married Lao Jia.

This guy Lao Jia was just a second-level worker when he died.

If she marries Yi Zhonghai, she will have endless money every month and can buy as many bottles of painkillers as she wants.

When Jia Zhang thought of this, she couldn't help but glance at the aunt who was cooking.

This old lady is really lucky.

Yi Zhonghai didn't know what was going on. After drinking a glass of wine, he couldn't help but shiver.

The master and the apprentice were chatting while the auntie had almost finished her work.

When the dishes were served, everyone looked at the food in silence.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that when it came to cooking, Sha Zhu was the best.

But he still smiled and invited everyone to eat together.

The old deaf man is usually taken care of by an old lady, so even if he complains about the food, she won't say anything.

The meat doesn't seem to be cooked through.

She had only a few teeth left in her mouth, and after struggling with a piece of meat for half a day, Jia Zhang and Bang Geng had almost finished the plate of meat.

The old deaf man was almost furious when he saw this.

She was too lazy to pay attention to him. She ate a few bites of food and said she was tired and went home to rest.

Although the New Year’s Eve dinner at the Jia family was a bit shabby.

But it’s better than the Xu family.

This year, Xu Damao is the only one at home in the Xu family.

Xu Fugui felt ashamed and did not come back this year.

Xu Damao was alone at home and had no mood to cook, so he just packed some food and opened two bottles of wine to celebrate the New Year.

After eating and drinking, he climbed into bed and went to sleep without even taking off his clothes.

It can be said that Xu Damao was the one who had the worst New Year this year.

Wang Jianjun took his two wives to the courtyard early in the morning.

His New Year's Eve dinner this year is relatively simple.

But there are also fish, meat, and a wide variety of seafood.

The other thing was the after-meal fruit, durian, which he had specially spent a lot of money to get.

This kind of fruit mother is not available in China at present, so Wang Jianjun took a special plane to Thailand to buy some, and also got some durian seedlings there to plant in the space.

The two girls were originally curious about this strange-shaped fruit.

But when he smelled the smell, he was so scared that he stepped back.

Shen Maiqiu couldn't help but ask Wang Jianjun why he wanted to eat shit.

As a result, Wang Jianjun's mouth was filled with durian flesh.

Then the two girls fell in love with this magical fruit.

This fruit called durian really stinks, but it tastes really good.

Moreover, once you get used to it, you will find that the smell is not only not unpleasant, but even somewhat pleasing.

"It's just like stinky tofu, it smells bad but tastes good."

"Not bad, isn't it? When we grow our own fruit in the future, we can open a fruit shop in Hong Kong. You know, this kind of fruit is very valuable."

Wang Jianjun couldn't help drooling when he thought of the price of durian in later generations.

That's a lot of money.