The Boss of Yan's Family in Siheyuan

Chapter 7 Cellar

Author: Black Tiger Villager

Chapter 7 Cellar

From the way Xu Damao winked, he knew that this guy was peeking a lot.

After a while, Qin Huairu was beaten until she was crying.

Yan Jiecheng is a sunny young man in his prime. How can he tolerate such filth? He wishes he could...

Forget it, although Cao Cao is a good thief, it is beyond my power.

His sixteen-year-old body really couldn't bear it, so he quickly pulled Xu Damao to the backyard.

The two opened another bottle of wine and talked about the topic for a long time, a long time, a long time...

After this incident, the relationship between the two took a further step, as if they were old friends for many years.

Yan Jiecheng understood in his heart that as a man, even if he did something like this, he could be considered a powerful man.

After all, Thief Cao worked with Brother Yuan back then.

After finishing two bottles of wine, around ten o'clock, while the two of them were still talking, the third aunt came in.

"Da Mao, please finish your drink. I'm afraid that Xie will get drunk and it won't be safe to walk alone, so I'll come over and take a look."

Yan Jiecheng looked at his mother's remarks and felt angry and funny.

If the third aunt didn't hold a small basin in her hand, Yan Jiecheng would really believe it.

Yan Jiecheng turned to look at Xu Damao, showing an embarrassed and apologetic look.

Ever since the third aunt came in, Xu Damao's heart has been like a mirror. They are all old neighbors and know everything about it. What's more, Xu Damao is a good person and a social cow who has a firm grasp on people's hearts.

Seeing this, Xu Damao smiled and said to Third Aunt: "Third Aunt, you came at the right time. No, I just finished drinking with brother Jie Cheng."

Then, pointing to the dog meat and the few chickens left on the table, he said: "Look, I have some meat left. If you don't mind giving it to Jiefang, Jie Kuang and the others will give it to them as a tooth sacrifice."

The third aunt naturally smiled and said: "Third aunt, thank you, Damao. Hey, these children haven't seen meat or fish in half a year."

As he spoke, he quickly started to clear away the leftovers on the table.

The two of them walked to the house in the front yard. The third uncle stood in the front yard and looked towards the hanging flower door from time to time, as if he could see something in the darkness.

"Oh, they are all meat and vegetables, good stuff. This Xu Damao is enough to kill the local people." Yan Bugui said excitedly.

"Hurry up and put it up, otherwise the flavor will escape."

Yan Jiefang was still awake, and at the age of nine he was old enough to eat. He looked at the meat in the basin and said, "Dad, I'll eat a piece."

"No, I can eat one more day tomorrow. What are you going to eat this late at night? You don't know how to calculate."

Yan Jiecheng looked at the appearance of his second son's little arms and legs, then grabbed a piece of bone from the basin, handed it to Yan Jiefang and said, "Eat it, don't eat too much at night, just eat this one."

The second child took the bones alone, got into the hut where he and Yan Jiecheng lived, and went to eat meat secretly.

Yan Jiecheng saw the sad look on the third uncle's face and asked, "Dad, what's going on? Why have you been so sad lately?"

It stands to reason that Yan Jiecheng has found a job, and his salary is relatively higher than that of ordinary people.

It was said earlier that his salary was lower than the average salary in the 49 cities back then. Now he said it was a little higher than the average salary. Is this inconsistent?

There is no contradiction, just in one sentence, there are many extraordinary people in Sijiu City.

Compared with the original plot, the situation of the Yan family is much better. In the original plot, until 1965, Yan Bugui's salary of 27.5 yuan was still the salary of 27.5 yuan to support the whole family. The key is for Yan Jiecheng to marry a wife, who has not yet worked. Basically, he has to support himself alone.

The rhythm of a family of seven. If the brothers hadn't worked as temporary workers, the Yan family would have starved to death.

In this way, the kind-hearted uncle in the world of heavens often says: "Old Yan, look at the five members of Qin Huairu's family, and she only has 27.5 yuan to support her. We all need to help her and give her a family

Donate money. I'll make a sample first." Then he took out ten dollars.

The third uncle could only tremble and take out a dollar.

This kind of good deeds always happens to the three great masters of all heavens and realms.

Think about how heartbroken the third uncle must be.

Facing the inquiry from his eldest son, Yan Bugui looked outside carefully and saw no one around, so he whispered the reason.

"Boss, in the past few years, Niang Xipi has been coming and going in our 49th city. It was not until the year when the second child was born that the new government was established, and then we had a peaceful life."

"If it hadn't been for careful calculation over the years, the entire Yan family would have been dumped in a mass grave outside the city."

“These days, it’s hard to buy non-staple food. There is no one from the school teachers to exchange food stamps with me.”

Originally, Yan Bugui used fine grain stamps in exchange for coarse grain stamps with teachers. This way he could get more grain.

"You have to remember that this is the twelfth lunar month. In previous years, the supply would be most abundant at this time."

"So many things have happened this year. It is said that at your cousin's house in the countryside, the yield per mu is 10,000 kilograms. Every household went to work making steel. Everyone ate in the canteen together. The whole countryside was eating haise. How much food would it cost?

?”

Yan Jiecheng knew about this big canteen.

Everything you read in the newspapers is good news, such as a bumper grain harvest and a great growth in industry. They imagine that grain will be brought to the production team. Many elderly people also have their own calculations. Eating a big pot of rice can save food at home. This way of life

It will be better. Many people's families are in a difficult situation. I hope that eating from a big pot can change things, and at least it will be better than in the past.

However, everyone is obviously overthinking it.

"Explanation, your father and I have been studying for a few years. This has not been true for thousands of years. I don't feel very good. I always feel that something is the same."

After hearing Yan Bugui's words, Yan Jiecheng was also extremely shocked. You can't underestimate anyone, let alone those who survived the war years.

Yan Jiecheng knows that starting next year will be the most difficult three years.

Due to the large-scale natural disasters they have suffered for several consecutive years, there has been a comprehensive shortage of food and non-staple food. Therefore, starting next year, their family will face the most serious difficulties since the birth of their second child.

Yan Jiecheng looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Dad, as the saying goes, you don't have to worry if you have food in your hand. We don't care how the wind blows, as long as we have enough to eat."

Yan Bugui whispered: "That's the problem. You can't buy much food in the city now. All the food in the countryside now belongs to the public, so it's not easy to deal with."

Yan Jiecheng thought for a while, but there was no good way. Then he thought that it would take three years. If there was too little food, it would be useless, and if there was too much, there would be no place to hide it.

"Dad, if we really have food, we don't have a place to hide it. If others find out, it could turn into a disaster."

Yan Bugui didn't answer. He lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "Boss, you are working now, and you are the boss of the family. I will give you an explanation. We have our own cellar."

Yan Jiecheng asked curiously: "How come I never know?"

Yan Bugui then pointed to the south wall of the house and buckled a wooden board from the corner. There were actually steps below. Walking down the steps, you will see that the cellar is not small. It is more than two meters high and the ground is two or three square meters.

It seems that this cellar was built together with the house in the past.

Before Yan Jiecheng could take a closer look, Yan Bugui turned a wall from one side of the cellar, and a hidden space leaked out.

Oh, good guy. There is a secret room in this cellar.

I used to think that the west wing was small because of the corridor, but now after looking at the cellar, Yan Jiecheng realized that it was originally to hide the cellar.

(End of chapter)