Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Siheyuan, Xu's family.

Qin Jingru came back from visiting Qin Huairu in prison.

"Da Mao, I went to see my sister in prison, and she promised that as long as Xiaodang and Huaihua are not treated badly, she will not ask for their bride price in the future."

"Humph, that's her sense. But I really don't know what my dad thinks, he just adopted Xiaodang back with a single mouth." Xu Damao couldn't help complaining.

"Da Mao, you can find someone to build a red brick house in the courtyard, so that the two little girls can live in it." Qin Jingru said, and directly pulled Xu Damao up from the stool.

"Look, every day is full of things." Xu Damao stood up reluctantly: "It costs money to build a brick house, and it will have to be added to the bride price in the future."

"Okay, okay, you keep an account yourself, and add it later, the head office will do it." Qin Jingru urged, and drove Xu Damao out.

Xu Damao had no choice but to go out and take a look around.

After a while, they found two workers and pulled a cart of red bricks into the courtyard.

It happened that many neighbors were enjoying the shade in the courtyard.

"Da Mao, what are you doing with all these bricks?" Seeing this, Da Ma followed from the front yard.

"Isn't the adoption formalities already done? It's inconvenient for Xiaodang to be so big. Besides, it's really crowded when two more girls come out in my room. I have to find another room for them to live alone." Xu Da Mao said helplessly.

"Da Mao, look, you have matured in an instant after adopting two daughters." The old man teased with a smile while holding the baby in his arms.

People are more popular than dead people.

When Xu Damao saw that the elder was holding his own son and making himself a cheap father, he felt very angry.

"Grandpa, don't provoke me, cheap father, do you think I want to do it?! I have no choice!"

Silly Zhu came out of the house: "Xu Damao, you've already been adopted, so treat the two little girls well."

"You don't have to worry about it. Our hag is by my side every day, so I don't dare to say anything." Xu Damao said, looking at the backyard.

Lin Aijun saw Xu Damao's red brick and counted.

In the original play, during the earthquake in 76, the second uncle built a house in the backyard for his youngest son.

In this parallel world, Xu Damao was actually the one who built the house, a few years earlier.

When Jia Zhang heard the movement in the courtyard, he also came out of the house.

Seeing the worker pushing the cart walking towards the backyard, he was quite satisfied and called Xiaodang and Huaihua out of the house.

It was okay for Xu Damao to see Sophora japonica, after all, he was a child less than ten years old.

Seeing Xiao Dang who had already landed very beautifully, he felt an indescribable embarrassment in his heart.

Jiazhang was very happy in his heart. This is just moving from the middle courtyard to the backyard, which means that the two granddaughters are still under their noses every day.

You don’t need to spend the money to raise your granddaughter yourself, maybe you can send some food back every now and then.

So she immediately held Sophora Hua's head with one hand, pushed her back with the other hand, and pushed her to Xu Damao: "Call Dad."

Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.

The melon-eaters in the courtyard were also stunned.

The third mother and the third master didn't give Xu Damao any face at all, so they laughed out loud.

Silly Zhu opened his mouth wide in shock: "Jia... Aunt Jia, this is really unexpected, and it makes sense after thinking about it!"

Lin Aijun looked at it, shook his head, and thought to himself: This is too anxious, give the child some time.

He Daqing and the White Widow looked at Xu Damao with a look of fun, and teased: "Da Mao, the child is calling you!"

Xu Damao glared at He Daqing and his wife angrily: "Why don't you let me take a break?!"

Sophora japonica says it's not too big, but it's not too small.

The nine-year-old asked her to call him dad casually, but of course she refused.

So she retreated stubbornly, shouting as she retreated, "Grandma, don't push me, this is little uncle, this is not father."

When Jia Zhang heard it, she immediately pulled her face down, and pushed Huaihua forward vigorously: "You ignorant child, if this father just calls, nothing will happen!"

The more she pushed, the more Huaihua resisted, and cried out: "My father is dead, this is my uncle!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang pulled the Sophora japonica flower and covered her mouth.

The neighbors in the courtyard were originally watching Xu Damao's jokes, and they couldn't bear to see Jia Zhang making such a fuss about the children.

"Aunt Jia, let the child wait for a few days. After all, he is still young. Anyway, we are relatives, so let's talk about it after we get used to it." The third mother said that she couldn't stand it anymore.

"That's right, if you want to call me daddy or not, don't be in a hurry." The White Widow interjected.

When Jia Zhang saw what the neighbors said, he immediately found a step for himself to descend.

"Oh, Huaihua is not sensible, she is too young. Come on, Xiaodang, you are sensible, you go."

After finishing speaking, she let go of Sophora japonica, grabbed Xiaodang with one hand, and pushed it in front of Xu Damao: "Call Dad!"

Xiao Dang rolled his eyes towards the sky, then stared at his toes, and stood in front of Xu Damao without saying a word.

In an instant, Xu Damao was so embarrassed that he could use his toes to dig out a three-bedroom and one living room. He felt like crying.

Seeing Xiao Dang, Jia Zhang also stood still and slapped her on the back: "Xiao Dang, call!"

Xiao Dang was hurt by Jia Zhang's slap, and turned to look at her resentfully: "Grandma, there are so many people, why are you yelling!"

"Hey, I said you child, why are you so serious in front of so many people? Huaihua is not sensible, are you still not sensible at the age of fourteen? Ask Dad to lose a piece of your meat, for the sake of the future. Get along, you have to call!" Jia Zhang pointed to Xiaodang's nose and said.

"Enough! Aunt Jia, don't force them both."

When everyone looked back, it turned out that it was Qin Jingru who also came out from the backyard when he heard the movement.

She walked up to Huaihua and Xiaodang, and put her hands on their shoulders: "It's okay, don't yell if you don't want to yell, you can still call me aunt, just call me little uncle Xu Damao."

Xu Damao immediately nodded when he heard the words: "Yes, yes, just call me little uncle!"

After all, he himself hadn't gotten used to it, and there were so many big girls coming out all of a sudden.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the front yard

"It doesn't matter whether the father shouts or not, can grandpa shout?!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and it turned out to be Xu Fugui.

I saw him carrying the piece of pork in one hand and the chicken in the other.

Xiao Dang and Huaihua glanced at each other, they didn't have any grudges against calling Xu Fugui grandpa.

After all, in the past, Grandpa Xu was the tallest and Grandpa Xu was short, so now he just gave away the word Xu.

So the two of them shouted cheerfully: "Grandpa!"

Qin Jingru quietly moved to Xu Damao's side: "Did your dad come here too often recently?"