The Siheyuan starts from the acquisition of god-level cooking skills

Siheyuan, Qinhuairu's family.

Listening to Jia Zhang's words, Qin Huairu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Mom, stop talking, let's have a meal first."

Qin Huairu compromised and thought that it would be better to have less than more things. Besides, she hadn't figured out why Sha Zhu suddenly changed.

Moreover, she also heard that Sha Zhu had greeted the people in the finance department, saying that he could only receive the salary himself in the future. If someone else was asked to take it away, he would have to ask someone in the finance department for it.

With all this and his request today, Qin Huairu felt a little uneasy.

Especially those words, if they are true, how can you live in the future?

However, she wanted to calm down, but Jia Zhang didn't want to. She only knew that she had no meat to eat today, so Jia Zhang slapped Kuaizi on the table and said angrily: "Whatever you eat, there is not a piece of meat."

, How to eat, I will make my eldest grandson lose weight, it depends on how you think of my dead Dongxu."

Seeing Jia Zhang getting angry, Qin Huairu was also very angry and directly retorted: "I want you to go by yourself. I won't eat it if you don't have meat. I don't think there will be something to eat in the future!"

Jia Zhang is also a paper tiger. Seeing that Qin Huairu was also angry, he hurriedly persuaded him: "Huairu, it doesn't matter whether we eat it or not, we can't stand it. He is just when he grows up, so how can he not eat meat?

?”

Qin Huairu felt soft when she heard this. Of course, she knew that the knot had a good appetite. It was their family’s salary level. If you want to eat meat during the holidays, how could it be possible?

"Mom, let's have dinner first, let's talk to you later." Qin Huairu said, and then the steamed buns began to eat.

However, she was hungry, but the three children didn't even want to eat white flour steamed buns, and they all seemed to have anorexia.

"What did you eat in the afternoon? Why can't you even eat white flour steamed buns?" Qin Huairu asked in confusion.

Bang Teng and Xiaodang didn't talk, but just increased the speed of eating steamed buns. The little locust flowers on the side replied crisply: "The beggar chicken my brother made for us in the afternoon is so delicious, and the locust flowers are still full now.

Woolen cloth!"

"Hit!"

Qin Huairu was surprised, beggar chicken? Is these children not doing bad things?

As soon as I thought about this, Xu Damao, the backyard asked loudly: "Ezi, Ezi, why is there one missing an old hen I brought back from the countryside?"

"I don't know, I thought you gave me away. I had a big headache today and I've been lying on the bed for a day!" Lou Xiao'e walked out of the room while talking.

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao was anxious and said, "This is specially reserved for you for confinement. How could it be given to someone? Ezi, this cage is also good, it must have been stolen!"

After saying that, Xu Damao smelled a scent, which was coming from He Yuzhu's house.

So, he didn't care whether it was the chicken or anything else, so he ran straight towards the middle courtyard.

Seeing this, Lou Xiaoe hurriedly followed.

He Yuzhu's house was cooking duck soup. Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Xu Damao ran in with anger and asked loudly: "Sha Zhu, did you steal the old hen that I kept laying eggs in my house?"

While talking, Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe also walked in?

At this time, He Yuzhu knew it and calmly used a spoon to hook up the duck soup that was about to be ready, and asked, "You are crazy. Although you don't deal with this bastard, you will not steal your house so badly.

The old hen laying the eggs?”

He did not viciously attack Xu Damao as a godmother.

When Lou Xiao'e heard this, she felt it made sense, so she advised Xu Damao and said, "Damao, I don't think it was stolen by Sha Zhu. He doesn't lack this stuttering, so he is so greedy that he steals our chicken?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao also knew that it might have been wronged by He Yuzhu. He then stepped forward and snatched the spoon in He Yuzhu's hand and stirred it in the pot. After finding that there was only duck meat, he snorted coldly and turned around and went out.

When Lou Xiaoe saw Xu Damao go out, she said sorry with some embarrassment and followed her out.

He Yuzhu didn't care. This woman was one of the few good people in this courtyard. Moreover, after the original Zhong and Xu Damao divorced, he also gave birth to a son named He Xiao with He Yuzhu.

That child is really likeable, He Yuzhu thought it would be nice to have such a son.

I smiled, but didn't care.

However, at this moment, Xu Damao started yelling in the yard. He shouted loudly: "One uncle, second uncle, third uncle, no good, no good, there is a thief in our yard!"

The so-called first, second and third uncles can be regarded as special titles left by this era.

Because we want to help the neighborhood committee manage residents, we specially selected several respected managers to specialize in managing conflicts and disputes among various companies, and to cooperate with the above work.

With Xu Damao's yelling, there were a lot of people in the intermediate courtyard in a short while.

"Xu Damao, what are you yelling about?"

I saw a fat elderly man coming over and asked hurriedly.

And he is also the second uncle in the yard. Liu Haizhong is an official fan who is determined to be an official but has no cultural level support.

"What happened? You're so loud that you're upsetting everyone."

I saw a middle-aged and elderly man dressed in a gentle and pair of glasses coming over and asked.

And he is Yan Fugui, the third old man in the yard, and the teacher of Hongxing Primary School. He only knows how to plot and stingy all his life. He is nicknamed Yan Laokou. The most famous thing is that he eats endlessly and wears endlessly. If he can't plot, he will suffer from poverty.

"Okay, Xu Damao, just say whatever you have. Don't yell. I don't know if I thought something big happened!"

Yi Zhonghai, an old man in the yard, is an old man who is worried about his retirement and has a very high salary of 99.5 yuan per month. He does not hesitate to fool Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu for his retirement.

He appears to be decent, but he has many small plans in secret.

At this time, seeing that all three old men had come, Xu Damao said to the second old man, "Second uncle, you also know that before, I went to the countryside to play movies for people, and my fellow villager gave me two old hens.

I thought that when Lou Xiao'e could have eggs to eat during her confinement, she kept it all the time. Who knew that she was fine when she went out in the morning, but when she came back just now, she found that there was a chicken missing.

When I came back with the two old hens, you also saw that there was a thief in this yard!"

He was afraid that he would not make the decision in his bangs, so Xu Damao specially added the following sentence when he said it.

"That's the case!"

In order to show his fairness, Liu Haizhong nodded and admitted that this was the case.

Hearing this, Mr. Yan Fugui, the third uncle, also wanted to show his presence, so he said loudly: "Everyone, we didn't even throw a needle in our yard, but now we have lost an old hen.

, This is a thief.

As for who stole the old hens from Xu Damao's family, hurry up and admit that they are all neighbors after all, so it's okay to pay them all."

Yan Fugui was a little whimsical. Everyone was there at this time, so how could anyone come forward to admit it?

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but no one stood up to admit it.

Seeing this, the old man Yi Zhonghai knew that he could not continue to waste this way, so he shouted: "It's better to do this. Don't make any noise about this matter. As for who stole Xu Damao's chicken, it's hard to admit it here. When the night is to steal it,

How about the chicken people going to Xu Damao’s house to admit their mistakes and make compensation?”