Siheyuan: The Final Winner

In the evening, people who got off work returned to the courtyard one after another.

The students also dismissed from school, and the yard suddenly became lively.

Compared with the cold fire and autumn smoke in the countryside, people in the city at least have steamed buns to eat.

No matter how bad it is, there are sweet potatoes, potatoes, and cabbage clappers to satisfy the hunger.

As long as you have food stamps, you can always find something to eat.

Unlike farmers, who don't have food stamps, they can only wait for relief food when they run out of food.

This is still the capital area, and there are many remote places that don't even have relief food, which is pitiful.

The meat that Lou Xiaoe brought back was said to be bought from the market, but it was actually brought back to her natal home.

If there is really pork in the market, how can it be kept until the afternoon?

Lou's father is known as Lou Bancheng, no matter how difficult the current life is, it will not affect his family.

Jiang Pingan didn't tell the truth, he was busy in the kitchen.

The fragrance lingers and spreads, filling every corner of the courtyard, getting into people's nostrils, making people salivate.

Yi Zhonghai's house next door, after Yi Zhonghai got off work, he just got home and sat down to take a sip of hot water when he smelled the aroma.

"Xu Damao's family eats meat again?" Yi Zhonghai swallowed, enviously asking.

The aunt shook her head and said, "Xu Damao went to the countryside to show a movie, and he came back safely today. I guess Lou Xiao'e went back to her mother's house again. Otherwise, where did the meat come from?"

"That's right, Lou Xiao'e is rich and kind, Jiang Ping'an is so thick-skinned, he has to pester Lou Xiao'e, this is not meat again!" Yi Zhonghai complained.

Over the years, Jiang Ping'an has taken advantage of the people in the courtyard, and Yi Zhonghai is no stranger to it.

Just like He Yuzhu's younger sister, He Yushui, Jiang Ping'an lured her to help with the laundry with a few candies when she was just in junior high school.

After washing and washing, He Yushui got used to it.

Even if she no longer gave her sweets, she would always take Jiang Ping'an's with her every time she did the laundry.

Over the past few years, He Yushui has been in high school, and this habit has not changed.

I heard that a few months ago, Yinhe Yushui had to enroll in high school.

Jiang Ping'an secretly discussed with Yan Jiedi, a girl from the third master's family, to let her take He Yushui's class.

What surprised people was that Yan Jiedi happily agreed.

If He Yushui hadn't just come back and was stopped, Yan Jiedi would have been busy at the pool when he came back from school today.

The first mother smiled and said: "I came back safely in the afternoon. After a while, I asked for a new pair of shoes from Mrs. Jia Zhang."

"Really? Jiazhang gave it again?" Yi Zhonghai was shocked and dumbfounded. He hurriedly asked, "Did Jiazhang not make a fuss?"

"Why didn't you make a fuss? Sitting at the door and yelling, everyone in the yard who didn't go to work went to look at it, but they were scolded instead. There was no reward for their good intentions." The big mother pouted.

Yi Zhonghai suddenly laughed when he heard the words: "Hahaha, Jiang Ping'an is the only kid who can take advantage of Jia Zhang's hands!"

"Who said it wasn't?" Da Ma agreed with a smile.

Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai felt a little apprehensive again. He sighed and said, "Jia Dongxu, I'm afraid he's going to be scrapped!"

"After so many years, I couldn't even pass the exam as a second-level fitter. I really regret that I accepted him as an apprentice. I have been implicated in these years."

"That's all right. The problem is that he has no filial piety at all, and he never gives me any gifts. I think Jia Zhang's shoes are very good!"

The first mother frowned when she heard the words, and tentatively said: "If you say this, we count on Jia Dongxu to provide for the elderly, so we can't count on it?"

"It's not easy to make a conclusion now, but my heart is hanging in the air, and I'm not at ease." Yi Zhonghai said sadly.

After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said: "In the future, we should treat Ping An and Shazhu better. We can't put all our eggs in one basket, so be prepared!"

The aunt nodded and said: "It should have been so long ago. I am more optimistic about Ping An. He is smarter and has a good relationship with us. If he can provide for us in the old age, we will definitely have a better life when we get old."

Yi Zhonghai pondered for a while, then said: "Ping An and Shazhu each have their own advantages and disadvantages. Ping An is popular, and he is also a clever ghost. It will definitely develop well in the future. The disadvantage is that it is not easy to control, and there are too many variables."

"Silly Zhu, it's easy to control, but there are a lot of shortcomings. He likes to stir up things in twos and fives. Every time I come forward to help him finish the work. If he is chosen for retirement, we will have to worry about labor in the future."

...

In the backyard, the second uncle Liu Haizhong's home.

In the bangs that were putting the fried egg into his mouth, he was stunned when he smelled the smell of meat.

He squinted his eyes, sniffed greedily, let out a long breath, and said, "This is the smell of braised pork!"

The second aunt answered, "It's Jiang Ping'an who came back. Lou Xiao'e invited him to dinner. Meat is a must."

"There's nothing to envy. It's their ability to eat meat!" Liu Haizhong said with a pursed mouth.

Then he said to his elder son Liu Guangqi with earnestness and earnestness:

"Guang Qi, you need to get closer to Jiang Ping'an in the future. Even if you can learn one or a half moves, it will be popular enough to drink spicy food."

Liu Guangqi frowned and said, "What can I learn from him? He still owes our family sixty yuan and hasn't paid it back!"

"He owes money, and it's not that he doesn't want to pay it back. Ding is Dingmao and Mao, we have to look at it separately!" Liu Haizhong said with a stare.

The second aunt interrupted: "It's better not to let Guangqi learn from him, so as not to be spoiled by him, how many people do you think he owes now?"

Liu Haizhong thought for a while, then frowned and said: "This kid, he seems to have borrowed money from everyone in the yard!"

The second aunt nodded and said: "Really! We Guangqi really want to learn from him, and borrow money everywhere, will we not be able to survive in the future?"

"That's true, then forget what I just said." Liu Haizhong nodded.

...

The outer courtyard is the home of the third master Yan Bugui.

A large family gathered around the table, each shared a steamed bread, and ate around a small plate of pickles.

While eating, the third uncle distributed pickles to everyone one by one.

Suddenly, a faint smell of meat lingered in the nose, and the whole family was stunned.

"It smells so good!" Yan Jiedi squinted and said.

The third master suddenly laughed and said: "Hurry up, take a few more mouthfuls. The aroma of this braised pork is authentic. When the smell dissipates, if you don't inhale it, you will be at a loss!"

So the whole family suddenly sucked up.

After inhaling for a while, the buns were cold, and everyone stopped with satisfaction.

At this time, the third mother said: "It should be that Xu Damao's family is eating meat. Xu Damao is going to the countryside today, Jiang Ping'an is back, and Lou Xiao'e has returned to her mother's house to eat meat."

The third master said with an unhappy face: "Don't mention that kid Jiang Ping'an, everyone says I'm stingy, he's even more stingy than me!"

"If He Yushui hadn't stopped me last time, our Xie Di would have washed his clothes for free."

Yan Jiedi blushed, and said softly, "Dad, brother Pingan said, every time I wash his clothes, he will treat me to eat half a bun!"

"Is there such a good thing?" The third master was stunned for a while, and asked in doubt: "Why didn't you say it before?"

Yan Jiedi rolled her eyes and said depressedly, "Did you give me a chance to talk?"

"Every time you talk about this, you are complaining and criticizing me, and you don't give me a chance to speak at all."