Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

Liu Ping'an didn't expect that his dinner would have such a big impact in the courtyard. This was something Liu Ping'an didn't expect. He was really too full. He felt a little bit like "Why not eat meat porridge?" He didn't know how to write the word "poor".

At this moment, in Yi Zhonghai's house, the deaf old lady was still blessing Liu Ping'an because of the fish soup in Liu Ping'an's house. Although she didn't mention anyone by name, the words she said were still not very pleasant to hear.

It was because Liu Ping'an was eating peacefully at the moment and not paying attention to what was happening in the Central Courtyard, otherwise he would have definitely taught the deaf old lady a lesson and let her know what it meant that "walls have ears and mouths speak ill of you."

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who was silent and had his head down, finally understood the meaning of his godmother's words.

This old guy is greedy and wants to go to his house to ask for a bowl of fish soup. Don’t you think about what status your godson has in the courtyard now?

Yi Zhonghai wanted to say to the deaf old lady at this time: "Old lady, times have changed. Your godson is no longer the head of the No. 95 compound. If you still want to borrow my name to get money from you, forget it."

But now the deaf old lady kept muttering in her house, with no intention of stopping at all. She was really taking advantage of her age and playing tricks, in plain words, she didn't care about her face at all. But now she only had this moral golden body left, and she couldn't let it be broken by herself.

Yi Zhonghai knew that the old man would not give up until he could eat something delicious at his house today. So he said to his wife, "Take the meat ticket from home and go out to buy some pork belly. Then you can make braised pork with your godmother tonight."

In this day and age, a family only has a few taels of meat coupons per month, and Yi Zhonghai's family, who is the only one working, doesn't have much either. But his status as an eighth-level fitter is not for show, and the monthly benefits are enough for him and his wife to live comfortably. However, Yi Zhonghai, who knows the character of everyone in the compound, has never been as high-profile as Sha Zhu's family in the middle courtyard, and always stays at home to eat, unlike Liu Ping'an today, who makes the whole garden fragrant.

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, the old woman who was still chattering over there finally stopped talking. She looked at the figure of the old lady walking out with the money and said, "Buy the fattest ones!"

People these days lack oil and water in their mouths, so they like to eat fat meat. Fortunately, there is no lean meat conversion agent in this era, and every piece of meat with skin has a thick layer of fat. Now, only in the mountains where no one cares can you raise it yourself and kill it for yourself during the New Year.

If you kill a pig at home and try it out, they will take it away seamlessly. They say it's for food safety, but you don't know who will eat it. It's good that they don't fine you.

In Liu Haizhong's house, the second uncle of our Siheyuan is in a good mood today. Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle of the middle courtyard, was fired again, and I think he will not be promoted this time.

Although the subdistrict office did not select a new uncle in the yard, nor did it mention itself as the new uncle, since there was no new uncle selected, wouldn't the title of uncle belong to itself? At this moment, there were only two people in the yard, Yan Bugui and himself. Yan Bugui, that guy, only cares about small profits and forgets the big principles. He only knows how to fleece the residents of the yard all day long. In the future, he will have the final say.

This person, he can see others clearly, but not his own position. But let's not say, Liu Haizhong's evaluation of Yan Bugui is still very accurate. Even Liu Ping'an would have to say it after hearing it - he is really accurate in judging people.

Another thing is that the eldest son of my family, Liu Guangqi, came home today. His Guangqi was born in 40, which means he is 59 this year. He is 20 years old in terms of age and it is time for him to get married.

It was the same as now, people who were in school got married later, and those who were not in school should have gotten married when they reached 20 years old.

His son Guangqi was the first technical secondary school student in the compound. After graduation, he was assigned a job by the government, and it was an administrative position, so he could become an official in the future. This was also the fulfillment of his dream of becoming an official in this life. If his son was successful in a few years, maybe he could also get a position in the steel mill with his son's help.

Knowing that his eldest son would be home today, Liu Haizhong asked his wife to use the meat coupons at home when he went out to work this morning. At this moment, pork belly was stewing in the pot, and eggs were being thrown into the pot without paying.

You know, even when he goes home at night, he would only ask his wife to beat two eggs for him to drink. It can be seen that Liu Haizhong still has high expectations for his eldest son and is willing to give him all the good things.

After all, these days people expect the eldest son to stay at home to provide for their old age, which is understandable, but in the end, their own son was ruthlessly stabbed.

As for Yan Bugui's family, his dinner is much simpler. They have steamed corn bread with pickles. If their throat is spicy, they just drink a mouthful of light rice soup that you can see the bottom of. This is the daily life in Yan Bugui's family.

I don't know how Yan Bugui can afford to charge his son for food, and it's only five yuan a month. With this money, wouldn't it be nice to go out and eat? What can't he eat for three meals a day?

Hmm. Maybe, maybe the family hasn't been divided yet, and the household registration book is still in Yan Bugui's hands! There is still a long way to go to be independent, and the three sons of Yan Bugui's family still have a hard time to endure.

At this moment, Sha Zhu and his family of three were in the small western-style building in Lou Bancheng. Although Lou Xiao'e's father had been away from work for some years, he still couldn't change his pampered lifestyle.

Otherwise, he would not have kept Lou Xiao'e's mother, his wife who was the best cook, to accompany him. To put it bluntly, she stayed to serve him. At his age, he did not have the physical fitness like Liu Ping'an, and he did not have many years to have sex, so he just wanted to enjoy life.

At this moment, Lou Bancheng was sitting at the main seat of his own dining table, waiting for his son-in-law to bring the dishes to the table. At his age, the only thing he could enjoy was delicious food.

Looking at He Yuzhu who brought up the last dish of soup, Lou Bancheng's eyes were full of satisfaction. With his age and skills, there was really no one else like him in the city.