Siheyuan: Yan Jiekuang's carefree life

Yi Zhonghai never expected the deaf old lady to say such a thing, and he was completely stunned. Seeing Yi Zhonghai's reaction, the deaf old lady joked: "Why?! You don't like my things?!"

"No, no!" Yi Zhonghai came back to his senses and replied, smiling, "Old lady, don't worry! Guiying and I will take care of you like our own mother."

The deaf old lady nodded silently and said, "I feel relieved when you say this! Come! Let's eat!"

"Brother! Is the food ready?!" At the same time, He Yushui ran into the kitchen and asked He Yuzhu who was busy.

"It's almost done! You and your sister-in-law, take out the dishes." He Yuzhu shook the pot twice and served the dishes. Then he asked, "Have you and your sister-in-law finished wrapping the dumplings?!"

Liu Lan walked into the kitchen with a tray and said, "Everything is wrapped."

He Yuzhu glanced at the dumplings on the tray and said, "You two made great dumplings!"

He Yushui replied: "Most of them are made by my sister-in-law. I just help out."

He Yuzhu urged, "Hurry up and take the dishes out. I'll make another soup and it will be ready soon!"

"Hey!" Liu Lan put the tray on the table behind He Yuzhu, and then she and He Yushui brought out the prepared dishes.

About a quarter of an hour later, He Yuzhu came out of the kitchen carrying a casserole. He put the casserole on the table, took off his bib and sleeves, threw them aside, and sat down, saying, "Don't watch! Use your chopsticks!"

He Yushui picked up a piece of braised beef in soy sauce and put it in his mouth. He chewed it twice, swallowed it, and said, "Brother, I really didn't realize it! Your cooking skills are much better now than before.

He Yuzhu said: "I, your brother, make money by my craft. Without this skill, how can I support your studies and marry your sister-in-law?!"

"I told you you're fat, but you're still panting?!" He Yushui muttered, picked up a piece of meat and put it in Liu Lan's bowl, and said, "Sister-in-law, this is your first New Year's Eve dinner after marrying my brother, you should eat more."

Liu Lan smiled and said, "Don't just focus on me. Eat more too."

He Yuzhu saw that his wife and his sister were getting along so well, and a bright smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he thought to himself: "If we have another child, it will be even more perfect!"

The food at Liu Haizhong's house tonight was also good. However, apart from Liu Haizhong and his wife and Liu Guangqi, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu could only eat steamed bread, and they had basically no chance to eat food.

At the same time, in the Yan family, except for Yan Jiecheng, everyone else sat together. The third aunt brought a large casserole into the house and placed it in the middle of the table. Looking at the rich dishes in the casserole, Yan Jiefang swallowed his saliva unconsciously. Seeing Yan Jiefang's reaction, Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Today is New Year's Eve. Except for Jiecheng, everyone else in our family is here."

Before Yan Bugui could finish his words, Yan Jiecheng urged, "Dad, stop talking. Let's eat! I think everyone else has almost finished eating."

The third aunt said: "If your father wants to talk, just let him talk! If you don't want to listen, then leave!"

After being criticized by his mother, Yan Jiecheng was instantly speechless. Yan Bugui continued, "In the past year, our family has undergone tremendous changes. Except for the sewing machine, we have everything else. This is all thanks to Jie Kuang."

Yan Jiekuang added: "Dad, as long as you don't plot against us, everything else will be easy to talk about."

Yan Bugui was immediately amused and said, "Only you dare to say that to me. Okay! No more talking! Let's eat!"

"Dad! I've been waiting for you to say that!" Yan Jiefang stretched out his chopsticks and shoveled them diagonally into the neatly sliced ​​braised beef, picking up 20 to 30 slices of it. Yan Bugui frowned when he saw Yan Jiefang eating, thinking to himself, "This kid's eating style is too ugly! Fortunately, this is at home, if it was outside, he would be so embarrassed."

When everyone in the courtyard was having New Year's Eve dinner, Banggeng in the detention center was also having New Year's Eve dinner. However, his New Year's Eve dinner consisted of cornmeal porridge so thin that you could see your reflection in it and a steamed bun. While eating, Banggeng was counting the days until he would be released.

It's true that Bang Geng is Yi Zhonghai's offspring, and he has some of Yi Zhonghai's ruthlessness in calculating people. Bang Geng knows that two fists cannot beat four hands, and he also knows that he is alone in there, and he can't fight them alone. So Bang Geng chose to obey. Because Bang Geng became honest, the people in the cell, although still full of hostility towards him, did not make things too difficult for him.

After dinner, Bang Geng curled up in a corner near the cell door as usual, staring blankly. Suddenly, a voice came into Bang Geng's ears: "Lao Ma, the director came back from a meeting at the bureau today, and he didn't look very well. Did something happen?!"

Lao Ma replied, "It's the same thing that happened in cell number seven last time. I don't know who reported it to the Ministry."

"Hasn't the matter of Cell No. 7 been resolved?! Why is it being brought up again?!"

Old Ma sighed and said, "Those guys don't know how to restrain themselves. They knew that the other person would be released in two days, but they still beat him up. Isn't it obvious that they are just looking for trouble?! Beating someone up was fun for a while, but now they are going to end up eating sand in the northwest! "

The conversation between the two people gave Bang Geng an inspiration: "Since I will be out in three days, why not use these three days to find something to do and let them beat me a few times. Then after I go out..." Halfway through his thought, Bang Geng suddenly thought of Jia Zhangshi. If Jia Zhangshi came to pick him up when he went out, that would be perfect!

Around eight o'clock in the evening, every household in the courtyard had finished their New Year's Eve dinner. They all sat at home to keep watch. At about ten o'clock, Yan Jie Di could no longer be relied on. After the third aunt took Yan Jie Di back to her room to sleep, she returned to the main hall.

Yan Jiekuang, who was a little sleepy, took out the coffee he had prepared long ago, and used the boiling water on the stove to make hand-brewed coffee. Yan Bugui, who was squinting his eyes to listen to the radio, smelled the fragrance, opened his eyes, and asked, "Jiekuang, what are you brewing?!"

Yan Jiekuang replied: "Coffee!"

"What is coffee?!" Yan Jiefang blinked and asked curiously.

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiefang as if he was a fool and asked, "Jie Kuang, we don't have this thing at home? Where did you get it?!"

Yan Jiekuang replied, "I helped the purchasing department of Sijiucheng Hotel to get a watch. This is a thank-you gift from him." Then he asked, "Would you like to try it?!"

Yan Bugui replied: "I'm not used to drinking this foreign stuff. Forget it!"

Yan Jiefang licked his face and said, "Jie Kuang, how about you give me a drink?!"

"Okay!" Yan Jiekuang readily agreed and took the cup handed over by Yan Jiefang. Then he poured one-third of the coffee in his cup into Yan Jiefang's cup, and then poured some boiling water into Yan Jiefang's cup. Yan Jiekuang was afraid that Yan Jiefang could not stand the bitter taste of coffee, so he very considerately added a small piece of sugar cube into his cup.

"Add sugar?! This is too extravagant!" Yan Jiefang muttered, and took the cup impatiently, took a sip, and asked: "Foreigners drink this?! Isn't this similar to Chinese medicine?!"

"What a waste of time! This is the authentic Blue Mountain coffee that I worked so hard to buy for free?!" Yan Jiekuang smiled and said nothing more. He picked up the cup, took a sip, then closed his eyes and savored the taste of the coffee carefully.