Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

Jia Dongxu interrupted her hurriedly: "Mom, please stop. How can you teach your daughter-in-law like this? Don't I know what kind of person Huairu is? Just wait for dinner with peace of mind."

Qin Zhunru looked at her husband Jia Dongxu with gratitude, then picked up the pot lid and left the room.

After Qin Zhunru left, Jia Zhangtai showed a smug expression: "Dongxu, I pretended to be a bad guy and let you pretend to be a good guy." "Look how effective this is to deal with Qin Huairu!"

"Uh-huh, mom, stop talking. Bang Geng and Xiao Dang are already grown up. You shouldn't say things like that in front of the children." Jia Dongxu said, "That idiot, hehe, all he used were his things."

"That's right. We left a lot of supplies." Jia Zhang said with satisfaction: "We only made him dinner this evening, but we all got a big bargain."

"I have to thank my master for his guidance for all this." Jia Dongxu said with a proud smile.

"You also need to pay attention to that teacher." After hesitating for a while, Mrs. Jia Zhang added: "Wait until you retire and control his housing funds, then kick him out!"

"Their house and property should belong to the Jia family. It's a pity that the house in the east, which is so beautifully decorated, fell into the hands of that lonely old man..."

"Mom, you have to be careful." Jia Dongxu was shocked: "After all, Ding Weidong is someone we can't afford to offend."

"I know what's going on. You don't have to worry. Besides, he no longer works at the steel mill. The one who's most anxious right now should be that stubborn old man." Mother Jia's round face showed a shrewd look. "The things in the courtyard are enough to worry him."

Jia Dongxu nodded slightly. He knew very well that his mother was quite smart when she was calm. But whenever her personal interests were touched, she was like a fly that smelled blood, forgetting everything and just rushing forward.

Yu Zhiyuan was cooking in his own kitchen and he was free and easy. Qin Huiru was always helping him, just asking him to pass dishes or get sauces. In the process of passing things, their hands would touch inadvertently, and this feeling made Yu Zhiyuan happy.

After all the dishes were prepared, Qin Huiru carried them back to the Jia family one by one and placed them on the eight-immortal table.

Seeing that there were already six or seven delicacies on the table, Jia's mother couldn't restrain herself. She was about to stretch out her hands to try them. You know, Jia's mother couldn't resist the aroma of meat.

"Mom, mom, don't do this. If the chef comes and sees that the dishes on the plate are completely unrecognizable, we will be in trouble!" Jia Dongxu hurriedly stopped her.

He knew that if he let his mother start eating, she would not be satisfied and would not stop. By then, only half of the food would be left on the table, so she was still being gracious.

Banger and Dangdang had gone to the kitchen of Yu Zhiyuan's house. Whenever a dish was cooked, Yu Zhiyuan would let them taste it first.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the dishes had been served. Yu Zhiyuan took off his apron and came to Jia's house. The only thing he regretted was that he had not been able to hold Qin Huiru's soft hand to his heart's content.

Next to the eight-immortals table at the entrance of the Jia family's house, the hard-of-hearing grandmother Yi Zhonghai and her husband had already sat down.

If grandma hadn't been here, the Jia family and Yi Zhonghai would never have waited for Yu Zhiyuan.

"Yu, look how busy you are. Come and sit next to grandma." The hard-of-hearing grandmother invited Yu Zhiyuan to sit down.

Different groups of people sat on the four sides of the square table. On one side sat the hard-of-hearing grandmother and Yu Zhiyuan; on one side sat Yi Zhonghai and his wife; on another side sat Jia Dongxu and his wife; and on the last side sat Jia's mother with her children (Bang'er and Dangdang).

During the meal, Yi Zhonghai said a few words of congratulations and announced the official start of the dinner. At this time, Jia's mother looked hungry like a big pig that had been hungry for a long time, and she kept swallowing the stewed meat into her mouth. This scene forced Yi Zhonghai to put some of the stewed meat into the bowl of his grandmother who was hard of hearing.

Bang'er just enjoyed the delicious stewed chicken.

"Come on, how about we just have a drink while they are eating?" Jia Dongxu, who was a little embarrassed, raised his glass and made a proposal.

After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner at around 3pm, Xiao Yufei immediately went into the bedroom and sat on the rocking chair to play.

"I suddenly thought of buying a radio." Ding Weidong said, "Without the accompaniment of the radio, this quiet space would be too quiet."

"But that would cost a lot of money." Li Qingyu shook his head: "Wouldn't it be nice if we could just chat with each other? Besides, the department stores are probably closed right now."

"Brother Dong once found electronic components for assembly into radios in the sales department of the Electronics Factory No. 3 next to Tian Mi Jing Lane. They were all second-hand parts that were defective but still usable." He Yushui introduced: "If we can assemble them ourselves, we can save a lot of costs."

"Oh, I didn't think of that!" Ding Weidong was very excited. "I'll go see if they still have business hours. If they do, I'll buy some materials and assemble it myself."

Ding Weidong is a live streamer who is an expert in handicrafts and has also assembled a vacuum tube radio. His works always carry a retro feeling, and he never thought that they would come in handy today.

It only takes more than ten minutes to ride a bicycle to reach Tianshuijing Lane. When Ding Weidong arrived at the gate of the Third Electronic Factory, the shop was about to close down. He hurriedly bought some components such as vacuum tubes, as well as some paper plate speakers.

Of course, I did not forget to purchase some necessary tools, such as a multi-purpose electric meter and a soldering iron.

Ding Weidong purchased the materials needed to assemble five devices, spending a total of nearly more than 60 yuan, which is not a negligible amount of money.

He rode his bike leisurely back home. At this time, Li Qingyu and He Yuqian were sitting around a small table eating melon seeds, while Xiao Yuer was sitting on a rocking horse nearby, occasionally tasting a few raisins.

"Dongfang, you bought so many... why don't you buy a little less to try out?" Li Qingyu asked with concern.

"I can handle this kind of thing," Ding Weidong said with a smile. "I will first make a box and then start the assembly work. Even if the night is long, I will make sure you can hear the sound of the radio."

So he started his craft at the door. The broken table tops could be disassembled and used. He only needed to process them slightly, make some grooves and insert the tenons, and a speaker shell would be made in no time.

Next, the front operating panel must be carefully carved. While reserving the position for the regulator installation, a hole must also be drilled for the vacant paper tray speaker.

It was not until about five o'clock that Ding Weidong finally completed the shell. Anyone who took a glance at it could tell that it was a radio speaker cabinet.

The front operating panel was carefully carved by Ding, and was decorated with patterns of pine, bamboo, wintersweet and an old man's words. To be on the safe side, he made two speaker box covers in total.

When Ding Weidong started this project, a lot of onlookers gathered around him.

Xu Dagao and his wife happened to return, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, Chief Ding, your work seems to be a radio **, right? Wow, your woodworking skills are unmatched."

"Comrade Xu also wishes you a happy new year! I don't have any official tickets, so I bought some parts and assembled one myself." Ding Weidong smiled and said, "By the way, is Mr. Xu free tomorrow night?"

"I have some free time, very free!" Xu Da answered happily.

"Then I'll treat you to two glasses of wine at five o'clock tomorrow night." Ding Weidong said with a smile.

"Okay! Then I must arrive on time tomorrow." Xu Jun's face was filled with excitement: "Then I will go home with my partner first."

The couple had just returned after enjoying a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner with Lou Xiao'e's parents.

Sha Zhu was a little tipsy and happened to be passing by at this moment. He was very interested in those high-end devices.

Indeed, in that era, assembling a radio broadcasting machine was indeed a high-tech product.

The reason why Sha Zhu had been drinking so much before was because he couldn't stand the intimacy between Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu. Yi Zhongyuan, Mrs. Deng and the Jia couple were chatting happily, and only the dumb and deaf old lady was willing to ask about his well-being and no one paid any attention to him. This made Sha Zhu pour wine into his mouth one cup after another. After drinking a little too much, he walked out of the door a little tipsy, and then he was awakened a little by the cold winter wind.

"Chief Ding, can you really assemble a radio by yourself? I have my doubts about this!" He said with a smile on his face, "If you are talking about war, I really have no objection; but if you are talking about exquisite woodworking, I cannot agree with it..."

"Brother Lengtou, what are you doing? Go home quickly." He Yushui came out wearing an apron, her hands covered with flour.

He Yushui and Li Qingyu were making dumplings in the living room. When they heard the voice of the fool outside, they came out. Xiaoyuer helped open the door.

At this moment, Lengtou seemed to remember that he had a younger sister.

"Hey, He Yushui, why are you here? Are you here to have a free New Year's Eve dinner?" Lengtou suddenly remembered. Unless it was something unrelated to Qin Huairu, Lengtou was still very smart.

"Brother Lengtou, do you still remember me?" He Yushui smiled bitterly: "You've drunk too much. Go back to sleep and stop wandering around."

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers continued to rise and fall all around. The smell of saltpeter and sulfur was not going to dissipate. Ding Weidong knew that these noises would not stop until dawn.

"Don't bother me." The dumb man said unhappily, "I am competing with Director Ding. If you can finish assembling the radio today, then... you win..."

Before the dazed man could think of what to bet on, Ding Weidong replied calmly, "I don't care."

"How about this, if I can't build a radio before eight o'clock, I will take the initiative to clear the snow in the yard. But if I succeed, you have to clear the snow in the yard."

"Okay, okay, I agree. But you have to let me watch how to assemble the radio." The silly man rolled his eyes and acted schemingly.

"Then I will testify. Let me testify." Yan Bugui ** came.

He thought that being a witness would earn him something from the fool. The fool brought plenty of New Year's gifts, which made Yan Bugui very excited.

In addition, the aroma of various delicacies wafting from Ding Weidong's house made Yan Bugui sip with greed. So even though Yan Bugui had finished his New Year's Eve dinner, he still ran to the door of Ding Weidong's house to enjoy the aroma that remained in the air.

"It has nothing to do with you. Go home and count your pickles slowly."

Even when he was not drunk, Langtou always had no patience with Yan Bugui.

"You... you are so bold!" Yan Bu's noble lips trembled.

"Hehe, I am just like this, so what?" The dumb man sneered and said, "Look at the tricks you are playing, they are so blatant to me, stay away from me!"

After being scolded, Yan Bugui was speechless for a moment and had to turn around and leave.

In fact, there was nothing to look forward to at Yan Bugui's New Year's Eve banquet. Only half of a pound of pork shanks was braised, and the other half was usually used to fill dumplings, while the other half was cut into 12 slices, with an average of two slices per person.

The other dish was Chinese cabbage stewed with bones, and everyone had a big mouthful. A large carp weighing more than a pound was evenly divided into six pieces.

The staple food was steamed bread, and we tried to ensure that everyone had enough. After dinner, everyone was given six peanuts and a handful of melon seeds as a side dish.

Ding Weidong returned to his bedroom and started assembling the machine on the table next to the fire pit. Lengtou watched him from the window.

Ding Weidong's movements were extremely skillful and quick, and the circuit diagrams had long been engraved in his mind. Even though he spent a little time testing the best match for the light bulb, he had assembled the entire radio by 7pm.

In the cold wind, Tiezhu stood outside for a full hour, stamping his feet on the ground and staring intently. The winter temperature was very low, but Tiezhu watched very intently.

"Okay, I'll try to adjust it." Ding Weidong turned on the radio.

Even though the doors and windows were closed, Tiezhu could still clearly hear the sound playing on the radio. The songs echoed in his ears with clear and flawless sound quality.

When the song "The East is Red" sounded, Li Qinglian and He Yuxi, who were making dumplings in the courtyard, immediately rushed in. Yuxi followed them into the room, climbed onto the kang with difficulty, and took off her shoes.

"Brother, let me listen, I want to listen." Yuxi sat directly into Ding Weidong's arms.

"Okay, okay, you come down first, I'll put the radio in the living room first." Ding Weidong said with a smile, "It's a mess here, wait for me to clean it up."

Li Qinglian and He Yuxi watched Ding Weidong move the radio to the table in the living room with serious expressions, and Yuxi immediately climbed onto the chair next to it.

Tiezhu was anxious and knocked on the door impatiently. It was He Yuxi who opened the door. She knew very well that it must be Tiezhu who wanted to come in to take a look. Considering that Tiezhu was also her brother, Yuxi finally chose to open the door.

"I came to take a look too, and I also want to understand where I lost." Tiezhu walked into the house with an awkward smile. As soon as he entered the door, he frowned and asked in surprise: "This is stuffed with chives? You still have fresh chives?"

The situation now is very different from the future, when every season will have a variety of dishes to taste. In this era, it is almost impossible to taste fresh leeks, except for some special cases.

Li Qinglian was also surprised when she saw Ding Weidong taking the leeks. Fortunately, he only took out five kilograms of fresh leeks; the rest could be processed in batches.

"Brother Tie, just watch our radio and go back to sleep." He Yuxi curled her lips and said, "You will be busy for most of the day tomorrow morning, clearing the snow in the yard."

Tiezhu smiled awkwardly and stroked the radio with an envious look.

"Team Leader Ding, can you make one for me?" Tiezhu asked cautiously.

"Don't dream." Ding Weidong shook his head to express his disagreement: "I don't have the parts you want, so don't talk about the cost."

"Brother Tie, you should go home and have a rest. If I really install a radio for you, it would just be a bargain for others." He Yuxi said directly: "Go to bed early and clear the snow early tomorrow morning."

"Hey, I'm not someone you can easily bully. I can help clear the snow." Tiezhu said proudly, "But I don't mean I have to clear the snow pile by myself. I'll pay Yan Jicheng and Yan Jiefang one dollar each, and they'll be willing to do it."

After saying that, Tiezhu left, leaving He Yuxi shaking her head helplessly.