The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

After sending Yan Fugui away, Li Yuan put a few potatoes in the basket and carried them out of the house.

I met Xu Damao at the gate of the hospital.

"Hey, brother, it's so late, what are you doing?" Xu Damao held the bicycle with one hand and stretched out his right hand to pick up the cotton cloth covering the basket.

"Potatoes, what are you doing?"

"Brother Damao, I haven't looked at you for some days. Where have you been to be cool?"

"Brother went to the countryside to play a movie. Let's take a look. I almost froze to death just for these broken mushrooms and rotten fungus. I will go to my brother's house later and get you some food."

"Okay, I'll go when I have time." The other party is being polite, but we can't take it seriously.

Seeing Li Yuan about to leave, he grabbed him again and moved closer.

"Brother, did you get it?" His eyes were full of teasing and greed.

"What do you mean?" Li Yuan pretended not to know.

"Shit! You little bastard, are you kidding me here? Come on, have a good time, are you moisturizing?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

"Okay! Boy, you have a personality. But it's good for you to be like this. It's not easy to do bad things." He looked around and lowered his voice: "Qin Huairu, have you taken it?".

After saying that, she smiled lustfully, with anticipation in her eyes.

"What are you talking about?! We are gentlemen." After saying this, I didn't bother to talk to him, threw my arms away and left.

"A gentleman? Haha, that's interesting!".

Xu Damao turned his head and glanced at Li Yuan who was walking away, picked up the car, crossed the threshold, and walked into the compound with a smile.

Yan Fugui happened to come out to pour water and saw Xu Damao coming in. Busily wiping his hands on his body, he took a few steps quickly.

"Da Mao is back, but he has been gone for a while this time."

"No, I'm so tired."

Yan Fugui reached out and patted the non-existent dust on Xu Damao's shoulders, "Go back quickly, your mother and your sister often talk about you."

"Okay," Xu Damao said, taking off a small bag from the handlebar and handing it directly to Yan Fugui.

"Third uncle, this is half a pound of fungus, go back and try it."

"That's okay!" Yan Fugui pretended to shirk.

"If you just hold it, you'll break it, and it's worthless."

"Thank you so much, Damao. Jiefang will send you the bag later. Come back quickly."

"Okay, see you later, Third Uncle."

On the way back, Xu Damao kept complaining, "I was intercepted by Yan Laoji again today, bad luck."

The Yan family in the front yard.

"Dad, how can you make such good fungus when you go out?" The third aunt took the bag, opened the mouth of the bag, took out a handful and looked at it.

"Xu Damao's, just came back from going to the countryside."

"It's Xu Damao again, you can't just catch someone all the time?"

"Hehe, first of all, Xu Damao is very tidy, and his family has this in spades. Secondly, I open the door for him in the middle of the night."

. . . . . .

When Li Yuan walked out of the alley carrying the basket, a large bowl of mutton chops and mutton soup appeared in the basket, still steaming with heat, and the unique mutton smell of mutton floated in the air.

Not long after that, a middle-aged woman was walking out of the toilet. After taking a few steps, her nose twitched and she said, "The smell of mutton soup is so fragrant, I guess Silly Zhu is back." After that, she quickened her pace.

Li Yuan is about to arrive at the purchasing station. No, the current purchasing station sign has been taken down, and the new sign will be put up again next week.

As soon as I arrived at the door, there was an extra bottle of Moutai on my left hand. I bought it from the supply and marketing cooperative after get off work. There were two bottles in total.

Entering the concierge, the stove was burning brightly and the steamer above was steaming.

The concierge was not big, less than 15 square meters, but it was kept neat and tidy by Old Song. There was a single bed in the innermost part, which was covered by a cloth curtain.

"Are you moving fast enough?"

"Hey, when Xiao Zheng delivered the clothes, he helped steam them." Uncle Song hugged his big teapot and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows.

"Sister Zheng is very agile in her work."

"How long has it been? Are you familiar?"

"It should be ready, please open it and take a look."

Li Yuan lifted the lid of the pot, and a burst of steam rose into the sky. Li Yuan's head immediately tilted back, then he took a look and squeezed it with his hands.

"ripe".

Cover the pot again, put the steamer on the table, wash the pot again, pour in the mutton soup and lamb chops, and the delicious flavor of the mutton immediately fills the entire concierge.

Today is February 12.

Old Songtou moved directly to the table on his stool, picked up the wine bottle, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction. Fill the wine bottle that has been prepared.

Then he raised it above his head, facing the south, and bent down to the ground. Then he refilled the cup, faced the north again, held the cup in both hands, and poured it on the ground again.

The third cup was raised above his head, then he tilted his neck and swallowed it.

Then he grinned, came over for a while, wiped his mouth and face with the back of his hand, "Enjoyed!".

Li Yuan tilted his head to look at Lao Songtou, shook his head secretly, cut the scraped potatoes into hob pieces, put them into the pot, tested the taste, and added a few grains of salt and 2 peppers.

Ten minutes later, a steaming pot of lamb chops was placed on the table.

The old man and the young man ate and drank happily. Li Yuan deliberately only ate potatoes, thinking of leaving more mutton.

One bottle of wine was quickly finished, Li Yuan "took out" another bottle from the basket, and the two continued to drink.

Li Yuan knew that Old Songtou would come here every year at this time, but no matter how he asked, he just wouldn't tell.

Souls from later generations have watched many similar movies, especially "Changjin Lake", "Assembly", "King Kong River" and so on.

He had some understanding of the cruelty of war in that period. Although Lao Songtou didn't say it, Li Yuan also had a general understanding.

"Uncle Song, I respect you and all people like you." Li Yuan deliberately amplified the effect of being drunk.

"it is good!"

The two hit three in a row.

"You are so generous this year, and you finally let me drink enough. In previous years, you always drank like you did, as if you had never drank my good wine."

"Hey, I was lucky a few days ago and got two Moutai tickets." Li Yuan said with a bit of a tongue.

Old Songtou took the bottle and said, "I see you are drunk. The rest belongs to me."

"Okay, let me take a look at the stove."

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Xiao Wu and Xiao Ru came in, their faces flushed with cold.

"Hello, Grandpa Song, how are you, Uncle Li?" Er Xiao said hello very politely.

"Why are you here? Let's warm ourselves up by the fire first." Old Songtou looked at Erxiao dotingly.

Li Yuan took the second child to the stove and helped them rub their little hands.

Xiaoru kept turning her head to look at the vegetable basin, her nose twitching slightly.

"Okay, come and eat some meat, I've left it all for you." Old Songtou waved to Erxiao.

The second pony ran over immediately and climbed onto the wooden stool that Lao Songtou had arranged for him.

"It's meat," Xiao Ru exclaimed, while Xiao Wu tried to calm down.

"Eat." Uncle Song helped them fill up the meat and soup, and then handed each of them a steamed bun.

"Thank you, Grandpa", they all said in unison again.

Li Yuan sat by the stove and looked at the old man and the young man. He suddenly understood why Old Songtou had been thinking about Xiao Wu and Xiao Ru. This should be the inheritance.

"Hey, I knew you ran away here." Zheng Xia pushed the door open and apologized to Uncle Song and Li Yuan.

Xiao Wu quickly put down the bowl and looked at Zheng Xia timidly. Xiaoru held the bowl and looked at her mother timidly.

"Okay, I can't eat. Why don't you leave some for the child? If you want to eat, just take a bite. If you don't want to eat, just sit there and wait." Old Songtou said with a straight face.