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

Ding Weidong slapped Yan Bugui's hand away.

Yan Bugui's hands were ** hot, he knew that he had lost himself in the opportunity and only wanted to take advantage of it.

At this time, the system's mechanical voice sounded in Ding Weidong's mind: "Abusive bird Yan Bugui, the host will receive three pounds of mung bean cakes."

"Mung bean cake? This thing is too sweet." Ding Weidong said to himself.

"Brother, brother... your car is so beautiful." Xiao Yuer ran out and walked around the car: "Brother, take me in the car and drive..."

"Xiao Yu'er, you are so annoying." Li Qingyu came out and said, "Brother has been working all day and must be tired. Don't bother him."

"Brother Dong, is this car provided by the factory?"

Ding Weidong smiled and replied, "No, there was a 250-ton sidecar in the factory that broke down. I repaired and modified it, and it became like this now. The car is now mine to use."

"This car has a carport at the back, which is really great. It makes it much more convenient for us to go back to the countryside." Li Qingyu's face was full of happy smiles.

"Well, then shall we go back tomorrow?" Ding Weidong hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go out tomorrow morning and take you to Dingjiazhuang when I come back."

"Yes, the rain hasn't come back yet, so I'll make dinner. Xiaoyu, go make a fire." Li Qingyu ordered. "Okay, sister, I love making a fire the most." Xiaoyu said happily.

"You don't like to make fire, you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes." Li Qingyu ruthlessly exposed Xiao Yuer's little thoughts.

"Children love sweets." Ding Weidong said with a smile, "Here are some for you. A whole schoolbag."

Ding Weidong put three pounds of mung bean cakes into a yellow canvas schoolbag and handed it to Xiao Yuer, who looked confused. She held the three-pound schoolbag and shook it.

"I'll do it." Ding Weidong sat on the chair at the door, which was used by Li Qingyu to bask in the sun. Next to him was Xiaoyu's rocking horse.

Ding Weidong took out a paper box from his schoolbag. There was a layer of wax paper inside the box. When he opened the wax paper, he could see that it was filled with small cubes the size of a matchbox.

The small squares are wrapped in oil paper.

Ding Weidong took a few small cubes and gave them to Xiao Yuer, saying, "This is mung bean cake. It's very sweet."

Ding Weidong stuffed another handful of it into Li Qingyu's mouth. Then he peeled off a piece and tasted it. It was really greasy sweet. I don't know how much sugar and oil were put into it.

"Xiao Yu'er, come with me. What do you want to eat tonight?" Li Qingyu walked towards the kitchen. Xiao Yu'er hurried to follow.

"I want to eat flower fish." Xiao Yuer stuffed the mung bean cakes into his pocket as he walked.

"There are no more flower fish. I'll go fishing when I have a chance." Li Qingyu said helplessly, "You ate them all. How about making crucian carp soup and eating steamed buns tonight?"

"Yeah, sure, sure." Xiao Yuer followed him into the kitchen.

Then came Li Qingyu's scolding voice: "Xiao Yu'er, you put the mung bean cake in your pocket. Your clothes are all dirty. Take it out quickly."

Ding Weidong smiled slightly when he heard this. The afterglow of the setting sun still made people feel a little warm.

Xu Damao walked out of the hanging flower gate in the middle courtyard. When he saw Ding Weidong sitting at the door, he hurried over.

"Chief Ding, the banquet is about to start, why don't you go over..." Xu Damao asked. "No! I'll cook at home." Ding Weidong said indifferently.

"Hey, I don't know where Shazhu got a dog from." Xu Damao said with a smile, "He made a big pot of dog meat soup. The dog meat is not served at the table, but the Jia family doesn't care."

After chatting for a while, Xu Damao went back to prepare for the table. Ding Weidong stood up and walked into the bedroom. He thought that if he wanted to draw, he would need pencils and drawings.

Ding Weidong was planning to draw a blueprint of the engine, and was memorizing some data in a notebook. When he finished, he came out and found that the yellow canvas bag he had placed on the chair was still there, but the big box of mung bean cakes was gone.

Li Qingyu brought the food to the living room. Ding Weidong frowned and asked, "Qingyu, did you put away the paper box I put on the chair?"

"No, Xiaoyuer and I have been in the kitchen." Li Qingyu shook his head and said, "How come it disappeared? There are so many green bean cakes!"

"Brother, how could you lose so many mung bean cakes?" Xiao Yuer's big eyes were filled with tears that were about to fall.

"Don't cry, I'll buy you something after you finish eating." Ding Weidong said helplessly. "Brother, you said it." Xiao Yuer wiped his nose and said.

"Brother Dong, who did this?" Li Qingyu asked with a frown.

"Who else could it be? It must be Bang Geng." Ding Weidong raised his sword-like eyebrows and said, "Lucky for him, I have no evidence. We can't go to his house now. After all, his family is holding a funeral."

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to educate him in the future."

The food was indeed stolen by Bang Geng. When he saw that the feast was about to start, he hurried to the toilet to relieve himself. This way he could eat more.

When I came back, I saw a box of things on the chair at the door of Ding Weidong's house.

Although Banggeng didn't know what it was, he knew that the things in Ding Weidong's house must be good. Banggeng walked over quickly, stuffed the paper box into his cotton-padded jacket, and then hurried home.

When he returned to the central courtyard, people had just found their seats and were preparing to eat, and no one paid any attention to his jokes.

Banggeng sneaked back home, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu were outside greeting him. Banggeng hid the paper boxes at the head of the kang and opened one to take a look.

"It's mung bean cake." Banggeng was secretly happy in his heart: "This thing is really delicious."

Banggeng ate half a pound of mung bean cake and became so sick of it that he couldn't eat any more. So he turned around and left the room and came to grandma's table.

Jia Zhang actually had an appetite. Anyway, when the dishes came, Jia Zhang looked at them sideways. However, Jia Zhang didn't touch the vegetarian dishes much, but the braised pork came. Jia Zhang took the plate and ate it like a sow.

A plate of braised pork is only enough for one piece per person. And each piece is only the size of a mahjong tile, and only about one-third the thickness.

Jia Zhang swallowed these ten or so pieces of meat in a few bites, which was not enough to fill her stomach. She ate so fast that she even forgot about the sticks next to it.

"Jia Zhang, how could you do this?"

Liu Haizhong's wife Zhang Yuxiang couldn't help but say, "One person bought all the meat dishes."

"What does it have to do with you? This is mine. I can eat it however I want." Jia Zhang spitted out fishy saliva: "If you don't like it, go home and eat it..."

Everyone at the table was furious.

"Grandma, I haven't eaten yet..." Bang Geng kicked Jia Zhang angrily. "My dear grandson, go find Sha Zhu, there are delicious foods there." Jia Zhang suggested.

Banggeng came to the stove, where Shazhu was seasoning the dog meat soup. "Shazhu, give me some meat." Banggeng said bluntly.

"Okay, this dog meat soup... I'll give you some more dog meat." Sha Zhu said with a smile.

Bang Geng directly called him Sha Zhu, but he didn't care at all. At this moment, all Sha Zhu could think of was Qin Huairu's delicate figure.

Shazhu made a bowl of dog meat soup for Banggeng, which contained 60-70 grams of dog meat. He handed it to him and said lovingly, "Eat slowly, Banggeng, there's more."

Banggeng rolled his eyes at Shazhu, then lowered his head and started eating.

Bang Geng had just eaten so many green bean cakes that he was not hungry at all. But his greed made him eat like a pig.

The big bowl of dog meat made Bang Geng so full that his eyes rolled back. He sat on the stool for a long time without recovering.

In this era, people eat very quickly, and no one drinks the pungent and strong liquor. They just deal with the food, and only what goes into the stomach is the best.

Not to mention the meat dishes, even the vegetables were gone in an instant. The banquet was over very quickly. And every plate was as clean as if it had been licked.

The tables, chairs, and benches were all borrowed, as were many of the dishes. The people in the compound simply took away their own belongings. There was nothing left in front of the Jia family's door.

"Mom, my stomach hurts. My stomach hurts." Banggeng shouted at this time.

"Stomachache?" Qin Huairu came over to take a look, and found that his face was pale due to the pain in his penis, and beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead.

Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu both came over.

Of course Yi Zhonghai cares about Banggeng very much. Now Shazhu is his elderly care provider, but in Yi Zhonghai's plan, Banggeng is a spare tire.

"Hey, why is your stomach so bloated?" Sha Zhu noticed something was wrong and lifted up Bang Geng's clothes to find out.

Banggeng's stomach felt like a rice bowl, and it felt hard to the touch. "Yes, rush to the hospital!" Yi Zhonghai said hurriedly.

"My dear grandson, what's wrong with you?" Jia Zhang was also very angry. Now that her son was dead, if her grandson had problems again, then their Jia family would be finished.

"Banggeng, what else did you eat besides dog meat?" Shazhu asked anxiously. After all, Shazhu was a chef, so he knew some common sense: "It looks like you ate dog meat and mung beans. And you ate a lot of them." "But it's winter now, and no one knows how to cook mung bean soup."

In this age of food scarcity, it is difficult to eat mung beans, let alone eat them in winter.

Bang Geng suddenly remembered, and while still howling miserably, he shouted, "I ate mung bean cakes. I ate a lot of mung bean cakes."

"No, where did you get this mung bean cake?" Sha Zhu asked in surprise. "Ding Weidong's house in front!" Bang Geng howled.

"This damn guy wants to harm my grandson. He has to pay me 500 yuan today." Jia Zhang rolled to the front yard like a ball. As for what would happen to her grandson, Jia Zhang didn't think about it at all.

After Ding Weidong, Li Qingyu and Xiao Yuer had dinner, Ding Weidong made a wooden board for the tricycle at the door, which could be placed horizontally on the frame. This way, it could be used when carrying people and could be taken down when not needed.

Ding Weidong also nailed a piece of rag wrapped in cotton on the wooden board. The truck bed and the carport can be completely enclosed. This piece of tarpaulin was bought by Ding Weidong at the factory.

Li Qingyu, Xiao Yuer and He Yushui were watching from the side.

Just when it was about to be done, Jia Zhang came rolling over like a ball.

"Ding Weidong, you have harmed my family, you must pay me compensation today." Jia Zhang shouted, "Pay me compensation, pay me 500 yuan..."

Suddenly, many people gathered here to watch the fun, especially Yan Bugui's family, who all stared with wide eyes, thinking that Ding Weidong was in trouble.

Yi Zhonghai followed and hurriedly tried to pull Jia Zhang back: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, let's check on Bang Geng first. We need to send him to the hospital."

Jia Zhang pushed Yi Zhonghai away and shouted, "Get out of the way! How can we go to the hospital without compensation? Ding Weidong, pay the money quickly, pay the money..."