Siheyuan: Doctor from the steel rolling mill, Auntie Lou Xiaoe comes to your door

Jia Dongliang ignored Qin Huairu and walked directly to the street.

I saw mottled walls everywhere, gray bricks and blue tiles, and the words "Three red flags guide us forward" posted on the walls. Everywhere is full of the atmosphere of the times.

Although people in this era are extremely poor in material life, their spiritual life is extremely rich.

Walking on the street, I often meet people coming and going. No matter they are men, women, old or young, they all have positive smiles on their faces.

Jia Dongliang searched for a long time before he found a suitable restaurant.

In this era, almost all profitable industries such as restaurants and shops are state-owned.

Even the garbage collection stations are established by the state, and the staff there are also established.

To put it bluntly, waiters in restaurants are now organized.

It is precisely because of the scarcity of state-owned hotels that demand exceeds supply and overcrowding occurs.

In this era, you have to look at the waiter’s face when going to a restaurant, and you also have to look at the waiter’s face when buying things from a supply and marketing cooperative.

Both of these are very popular professions.

"Comrade, comrade, I want a chicken stewed with mushrooms and a side of rice."

Jia Dongliang finally squeezed in, but the waiter didn't even pay attention to him.

By the time we had dinner, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

After eating, Jia Dongliang went to the supply and marketing store and bought two kilograms of pork and an old hen.

It's already the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, and we are about to face the New Year, so it's time to buy new year's goods for ourselves.

Don't underestimate this one chicken and two pounds of meat. There are no more than five people in the entire courtyard who can afford it.

Only Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao's families could afford such food.

You are like Qin Huairu, and Yanbu Gui's family, even during the New Year, there is no flesh and blood.

……

After Jia Dongliang left, Qin Huairu was so angry that her lungs almost exploded.

This was the first time that Jia Dongliang refused to lend her food stamps.

Qin Huairu stopped washing her clothes and went home directly with the basin, her hands turned red from the cold.

"Qin Huairu, didn't I ask you to borrow food stamps from Jia Dongliang? Didn't you see that there was not a grain of food in the house?"

"You damn woman, do you want to starve my good grandson to death?"

Before Qin Huairu entered the door, she was scolded by Jia Zhang who had just come out.

Jia Zhang is Qin Huairu’s mother-in-law, a well-known professional in making troubles, a spiritual master, and an expert in moral kidnapping...

There are too many titles on her head.

After Jia Dongxu died three years ago, Jia Zhang kept an eye on Qin Huairu every day, fearing that she would cuckold her son Jia Dongxu.

This old woman is lazy and relies on Qin Huairu for everything. Moreover, the feudal ideas left over from the old society made her mother-in-law hit and scold Qin Huairu.

Bangge was her good grandson, the only male in the Jia family, who was doted on by the patriarchal Jia Zhang family and fell in love with him.

"Mom, I just borrowed food stamps from Jia Dongliang, but he didn't give them... and there's nothing I can do..."

But Mrs. Jia Zhang still grumbled and was very dissatisfied.

Bangjian Huaihua and Xiaodang ran over directly to ask for food for his mother.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

Mrs. Jia Zhang quickly coaxed her sweet grandson Bangge.

"My dear grandson, don't make any noise. I'll ask your mother to lend you some food later."

"You go to the house and do your homework first."

After coaxing the three children into the house, Mrs. Jia Zhang's stomach began to growl, and the more she looked at Qin Huairu, the more displeased she became.

"Why are you still dying there? If Jia Dongliang doesn't lend it to you, won't you go to Si Zhu to ask for the lunch box?"

In the past, Mrs. Jia Zhang always disliked Qin Huairu when she brought Silly Zhu's lunch box, and always felt that they were having an affair.

Now that the food is gone, we will soon face a shortage of food during the New Year, so we don’t have much to worry about.

After Qin Huairu got the order from Jia Zhang, she went straight to Shazhu's house without putting on her washed clothes.

When he arrived at the door, he happened to see Shazhu picking his teeth with a straw stick and sitting lazily in front of his house to warm himself.

"Zhuzi, have you finished all the lunch boxes you brought?"

Qin Huairu was washing clothes in the yard, just waiting for Silly Zhu to come back and collect his lunch box.

Unexpectedly, this fool returned home without anyone noticing.

"Yes, Sister Qin, you didn't ask me to bring you food, so I just brought some by myself and finished eating."

Silly Zhu also told the truth.

Qin Huairu went straight to the front and back of the house to find her. When she arrived at Shazhu's house, it was just like her own home. She didn't just rely on Shazhu to like her and keep licking her.

"Oh, Sister Qin, I really have no food at home."

Qin Huairu searched around but couldn't find anything edible, so she left Shazhu's house angrily.

Silly Zhu was still shouting from behind.

"Hey, Sister Qin, you better not leave..."

After calling for a long time, Qin Huairu ignored him at all. Silly Zhu looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

"Okay, I have to find a wife."

Just bringing food to Qin Huairu every day to support his family, Shazhu felt like he had gained nothing.

Now that I'm so old, it's time to find a wife.

……

When Qin Huairu walked out of Shazhu's house, she almost bumped into someone.

This person is none other than Jia Dongliang.

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up when she saw the old hen and the white pork in Jia Dongliang's hand.

"Hey, Dong Liang, didn't you just say that you have no money and can't even open the pot at home?"

“Where did the money come from to buy pork and old hens?”

Looking at the pork and old hens, Qin Huairu almost cried out, and her mind was racing.

If pork and old hens can be fooled, the family's children and Jia Zhang's belly will be safe.

Seeing that there was no one around, Qin Huairu only moved closer to Jia Dongliang.

Jia Dongliang knew what she was planning. His eyes widened and his face dropped.

"I earn the money. I can buy whatever I want. It's not your turn to tell me what to do."

Jia Dongliang's words were as tough as his own, and he didn't take Qin Huairu seriously at all.

When Qin Huairu saw that the other party had turned against him, she licked her face and smiled in order to get the meat.

"Oh, brother Dongliang, sister-in-law, I was joking with you just now. With your salary of more than 40 yuan a month, you can eat whatever you want."

"There's so much meat, you can't finish it. Why don't you give me some?"

Qin Huairu couldn't help but dodge the meaty thing in Jia Dongliang's hand, and Jia Dongliang raised his hand.

"That's not possible. It's so hard to buy meat now."

Jia Dongliang concentrated the meat and hen in his left hand, and took the opportunity to press Qin Huairu's butt directly with his right hand.

What a bomb.

It's tall, curvy and big.

Qin Huairu was stunned, as if she didn't believe what Jia Dongliang had done just now.

In the past, Jia Dongliang was a very honest person, but he was so greedy for her all day long that he didn't dare to touch her.

"What are you doing? Jia Dongliang. If you do this again, I will call you."

This little bitch just wants to take advantage of him, but is not willing to make any effort, and Jia Dongliang doesn't tolerate her either.

"Hey, you'd better call me Spring."

Afterwards, Jia Dongliang walked away, leaving only a stunned Qin Huairu.