Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

The two of them had a mediocre meal like this, and He Zizhiqiang returned to the courtyard after he sent her home on a bicycle.

He is a gentleman, how could he keep Yan Lihua to stay outside.

……

the next day, noon

He Zhiqiang slept until noon, and if he hadn't been woken up by urination, he would probably have been lying in bed the whole time.

This life is the life we ​​should have, and the best thing is to sleep until we wake up naturally.

"Why is it getting colder today?"

He Zhiqiang sat by the stove and waited for the fish soup to boil. He didn't drink the fish soup stewed yesterday.

The winter solstice will be celebrated in a few days, so let him make dumplings stuffed with pork and scallions.

He Zhiqiang was sitting by the stove drinking fish soup with a bowl, saw the radio on the cabinet, and remembered that he hadn't used it yet.

After a while, he started to fiddle with the radio after finishing his drink. After playing with it for a long time, he still didn't make a sound. Could it be a bad thing?

He Zhiqiang had never seen this radio at that time, and of course he didn't know how to use it. In the end, he found Yi Zhonghai, and he knew how to use it.

"Thank you, sir."

Dongfanghong was playing on the radio, and He Zhiqiang walked towards the house with the radio in hand.

The chorus of Dongfanghong surrounded the entire courtyard, and He Zhiqiang felt an inexhaustible energy when he heard it.

Yi Zhonghai stood at the door and listened to the song on the radio. He really wanted to listen to it again, but He Zhiqiang had already taken it away.

"Don't listen to me, old man. Let's buy a radio later."

The first mother walked to the door and saw Yi Zhonghai who was still in a daze and said.

"Buy, I want to buy one too, our money is enough for retirement."

Yi Zhonghai turned back to the room and said to her.

He has lived frugally all his life, and now he has enough money, so he can just buy a radio and listen to music.

"I think the radio in He Zhiqiang's hands should be several years old. Let's see if he sells it to us?"

The first mother walked to the table and poured him a cup of tea and said to him.

"His radio was exchanged for others with fish. It should be sold. I'll ask later."

Yi Zhonghai held the tea mug and blew on the heat, took a sip and said.

……

He Zhiqiang went back to the house and put the radio on the table, sat on a chair and watched the radio.

"He's tired of listening to the songs on the radio."

He Zhiqiang took a sip of water from the tea mug, shook his head, stood up and lay down under the blanket.

Anyway, the radio is talking about the new era. After all, the new xx and new ideas have just been established in this era.

He Zhiqiang lived quite comfortably this day, no one picked on him, he ate and slept, and the day passed quickly.

He Zhiqiang went to work as usual these days, and soon came the winter solstice, so he took a day off.

1961 Winter Solstice

"Brother Zhiqiang, do you want to make dumplings for dinner with us today?"

As soon as He Zhiqiang pushed his bicycle to the middle courtyard, He Yushui walked up to him and said.

"Okay, what else is missing? I'll go buy it now."

He Zhiqiang said to her while supporting the bicycle.

"There's nothing missing, park the car quickly, and let's go to Brother Sha's house to make dumplings."

He Yushui smiled at him in a flowered cotton jacket and a red plaid scarf.

"Come on, I'll go over and make dumplings for you after I wash my hands."

After He Zhiqiang finished speaking to her, he pushed his bicycle to the side of his house and parked it.

"Brother Silly Zhu, if I come back later to order your dumplings, you will have finished making all the dumplings."

He Zhiqiang walked into the room with a smile while shaking the water in his hand and said to He Yuzhu who was making dumplings.

"Come on, sit down and make dumplings and I'll boil the water."

When He Yuzhu saw him approaching, why did he get up and make room for him, he was going to fetch water to boil the dumplings.

"All right, all right, hurry up and boil the water, I've filled all these dumpling fillings."

He Zhiqiang said, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, sat on the bench and started making dumplings.

Yi Zhonghai helped the deaf old lady into the house.

"Yo, silly Zhusha Qiang, you two brothers spent the winter solstice together?"

The deaf old lady looked at the two brothers and laughed so much that they could see all the teeth in their mouths.

"Hey, who am I talking about? It turns out that the deaf old lady is here, and rare guests come and sit inside..."

He Yuzhu walked into the house with the pot, and saw that the deaf old lady quickly put down the pot and said to her.

He Zhiqiang turned his head and glanced at the deaf old lady, forget it, call him stupid and don't bother with the old lady.

"Today is the winter solstice, everyone sits and eats dumplings together to make it lively, how about we eat dumplings together?"

Yi Zhonghai stood in the room and asked them.

"Okay, sir, but my dumplings are enough for the few of us to eat, and I didn't prepare yours."

He Yuzhu just stood up with the pot in his hand, turned his head and said to him when he heard this.

The number of these dumplings he prepared for him, He Zhiqiang, He Yushui, and the deaf old lady, only one bowl per person.

"No, no, your aunt is also making dumpling stuffing now. I'll ask her to come over and make a piece of dumpling for you later."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hands quickly when he heard his words and said to him.

"That's fine, I'll cook a few more dishes later, and we'll have dinner."

He Yuzhu looked at him and readily agreed.

The living expenses sent by He Daqing are usually handed over to He Yuzhu by Yi Zhonghai.

He Zhiqiang was still making dumplings and glanced at Yi Zhonghai, but he didn't say anything. The question was what did he want to say?

This Yi Zhonghai didn't look like a good person on the surface, he stole the living expenses that He Daqing gave to Sha Zhu, and he couldn't get away with saving pension money for himself.

Yi Zhonghai also noticed He Zhiqiang who was sitting by the table.

He and his aunt had been thinking about the matter of taking care of the elderly, but it seemed that he had to rely on Shazhu.

This He Zhiqiang was really unreliable, he didn't even listen to his words, and he didn't even give him a piece of the big fish he caught.

How can this make him rest assured that he will give him the pension of thousands of dollars in the future?

Let him give himself and his wife a pension.

He Zhiqiang's side is lively and lively, but Jia's side is deserted.

Mrs. Jia Zhang is still staying there now, and she will have to live in it for a few days before she can come out.

"Mom, I want to eat dumplings. It's the winter solstice. The teacher said that if you don't eat dumplings, your ears will be damaged by freezing."

Bang Geng sat at the dining table looking at the corn paste in the bowl and said to her.

"Mom, I want to eat dumplings too..."

Sitting at the table, Xiao Dang held the bowl in both hands and said to her.

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat! If your grandma doesn't come out, we will starve to death, and still eat dumplings?"

Jia Dongxu slammed the table with his chopsticks and yelled at them.

He and Qin Huairu searched for it several times, and almost searched the whole house, but they couldn't find where the money was hidden.