Siheyuan: Fatty’s Counterattack

Another key piece of evidence in this case is the stone with the note tied to it.

The handwriting was crooked, and the police officer could tell at a glance that it was written with his left hand, which is quite strong.

Isn't that right? The fat man is a great chef. He uses his left hand to hold a spoon every day, and he can turn over dozens of kilograms of pots. Is it okay if his hand strength is weak?

Thanks to Qin Huairu, Chen Lijuan, a doctor from the obstetrics and gynecology department of the Sixth Hospital, was also invited back.

Everything was understood as soon as he saw Qin Huairu. Her emotions collapsed on the spot. She not only cursed Qin Huairu in all the vicious words she could think of, but also cursed her eight generations of ancestors!

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The Spring Festival of [-] has arrived.

This year's Spring Festival is much quieter than in previous years.

All of a sudden, Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu, Bang Geng, Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu, Yan Jiefang, and Yan Jiekuang were missing, which made people feel empty.

Fatty and his family went back to their parents' house as usual during the day.

The eldest brother-in-law and the third brother-in-law were all standing in the corridor. They would only giggle when they saw the fat man, which made him think of his "son-in-law from out of town" involuntarily.

Let Yu Li take the child into the house first. The fat man said hello to Cao Zhengyang first, then said hello to the third brother-in-law, took out a cigarette and lit it for them both.

The third brother-in-law's name is Xing Jianshu. Every time Fatty sees him, he always thinks of Mr. Xing:

"Hand over the stinky tofu eggs and release the hostages. This is your only way out!"

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As soon as they entered the house, all the family's eyes were focused on the fat man.

Chen Rong waved to him repeatedly and asked the fat man to sit next to him. Then she held his hand affectionately and asked him questions.

After the eldest sister finished asking, the third sister scooped him up again; yes, she used a scoop. Chen Fang never knew how to write the word "gentle".

I also asked the fat man a lot of questions, all about small things in life.

The fat man finally freed himself from their cross-examination and met his father Chen Gang's kind and yet vaguely longing gaze.

The fat man hurriedly went over and said, "Dad, I got you two boxes of good tea. This is a hot commodity!" After saying that, he stretched out three fingers and gestured quietly.

300? Ouch, Chen Gangqiang is so happy that he can have a good year!

What a sin, you are now a grandfather and grandpa, you have no money in your pocket, and you have no confidence in what you say...

Chen Gangqiang understood immediately: "Then I have to keep it well."

As soon as the father and son finished fighting, they heard Zhou Haiqin calling him in the kitchen: "Fourth!"

The fat man quickly entered the kitchen, and sure enough, Chen Yan was waiting inside.

Zhou Haiqin was not polite to him: "Wash your hands and finish cooking."

The fat man drove the two of them out: "Please take my second sister into the house to rest quickly. The kitchen is a big place and no idlers are allowed in!"

Zhou Haiqin angrily hit him on the head: "Your mother, I've been cooking all my life and now I'm idle?"

The fat man looked arrogant: "But now, haven't you raised a son who is a great chef? In such a petty quarrel, how can it be your turn to take action? It's all up to me."

Zhou Haiqin's face was full of smiles. The old son has made his mark and is already a famous chef at a young age. When neighbors in the street have a happy event, they all go up on poles to beg her, just so that Fatty can cook a meal for her.

I am also a cadre in the factory. First I was on the workers' picket team, and now I am in the security department. They are both relaxed places. I don't have to cook a big pot of rice in the smoky kitchen all day long.

Now the fat man specializes in cooking small dishes for the leaders. Their factory director is from Shandong and loves to eat the Shandong cuisine he cooks...

Zhou Haiqin was able to grasp first-hand information so accurately because of course Chen Yan came home from time to time to tell her.

Zhou Haiqin took off her apron and sleeves and pulled Chen Yan to her side: "Stay here and start the beating."

What could Chen Yan say? She could only say "Oh" in aggrieved tone and stay in the kitchen obediently.

Fatty used to take Chen Yan with him when he was out making extra money, and the two of them had a tacit understanding. Many times, she would make all the preparations for the next step without Fatty opening his mouth.

With such a handy person helping him, Fatty felt much more relaxed when cooking.

The two of them chatted while doing it: "Second sister, have everything been arranged in the courtyard?"

Chen Yan said while chopping green onions: "Xu Damao and Qin Jingru divorced, and now he is alone. He wants to celebrate the New Year with us. Xiao Dang also came to tell me that it was just her and Sha Zhu, so deserted and boring. You're also spending time with us, plus Ben Leihu and your cousin, it's a lot of fun!"

Fatty has no objection. During the Chinese New Year, the more lively the better.

However, he still heard something puzzling from Chen Yan's mouth: "No, why do you call Shi Bowen Ben Leihu?"

Chen Yan's eyebrows were both curved: "It's funny, every time I call him this nickname, I think of Chen Mengqi's cloth tiger, haha!"

Well, in her eyes, the Ben Lei Tiger was no different from that ugly and cute cloth tiger.

But Shi Bowen is not a violent person, and after getting along with him for so many years, Fatty has also seen clearly that he is a long-term person, and the second sister will not suffer if she follows him.

The fat man lowered his voice and asked Chen Yan: "Second sister, when do you plan to bring him back to meet our parents?"

When Chen Yan heard this, her hands slowed down, her face fainted like an apple on the plate, and she whispered: "I miss my family more during the festive season, so wait until the New Year..."

Fatty was busy in the kitchen, and Yu Li was not idle either. Chen Rong's son and her daughter were running wildly inside and outside the house;

She would set off firecrackers for a while, watch TV for a while, and eat canned sugar water for a while, which made her legs thinner.

Fatty's family doesn't have a genealogy, so the parents choose names as they please, without much fuss.

The eldest sister’s son is called Cao Hao, he is broad and catchy.

After a busy day at home during the day, when I returned to the courtyard at night, it was still brightly lit and bustling with people.

Xu Damao, Xiaodang, Silly Zhu, Ben Leihu, Yu Qian, plus Fatty's family... the room could hardly stand anymore.

Xu Damao helped Yu Li peel the potatoes. Yu Li couldn't help but ask him: "Why don't you ask Qin Jingru to come over?"

Xu Damao's lips moved, but finally he decided: "Don't scream!"

Yu Li sighed: "One night is a blessing for a hundred days, not to mention that you have been together for so many years."

Xu Damao tugged on his collar: "But I can't accept her lying to me, so I still teamed up with Qin Huairu to lie to me!"

Hey, Xu Damao is pitiful, that's all. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

During the Chinese New Year this year, only Jia Zhang and Sophora japonica were left in the Jia family. Fortunately, Qin Jingru had nowhere to go, so she shamelessly went back.

Xiaodang was thinking about his grandma and sister, and asked his aunt to celebrate the New Year with them.

There were four people here, and the room was at least a little more lively.