Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

Yan Bugui stamped his feet.

It's not a wasted effort.

Damn country bumpkin, he's just making fun of himself!

Yan Bugui walked home angrily.

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuan were lying by the window.

They looked at Yan Bugui's appearance and laughed secretly.

Look, even if Yan Bugui were my boss, he would still suffer when something happened.

Yan Bugui entered the house.

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuan didn't dare to laugh anymore.

The two of them immediately sat on the bench and sighed in a pretentious manner.

"Oh my, why don't we have such relatives?"

"Yes, if we had such relatives, we might be able to eat some meat."

Yan Bugui said unhappily.

"What relative? Even if we really have such a country-dwelling relative, we can't accept him!"

"We are a family of scholars, how can we associate with peasants?"

Yan Jiecheng was not convinced.

"Dad! What's wrong with the mud legs? The mud legs have food to eat."

"Look at them carrying basket after basket. They are so attractive."

"Our family wants it, but we don't have it yet!"

"What's wrong? Are you short of food or clothes in our family? Look at you!"

Yan Bu picked up the steamed bread on the table and threw it to Yan Jiecheng in a noble manner.

Yan Jiecheng reached out and scooped up the steamed bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Alas, if there is no meat to eat, it would be nice to eat some steamed bread!"

……

In the middle courtyard.

Jia Zhang was sewing the soles of shoes.

She was muttering something while she used a thimble to push the needle through the shoe.

Listening carefully, I heard he was cursing He Yuzhu.

"A country boy who grew up eating mud."

"After entering, they became complacent and dared to bully us city kids."

"I'll stab you to death with a needle!"

Jia Zhang thought about how Banggeng had been bullied for nothing.

She was so angry that the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

Although the revenge plan has been thought out, it cannot be implemented now.

She mistook the soles of her shoes for He Yuzhu and his sister, and poked them with a needle to vent her anger.

The good soles of the shoes were poked with many small holes by Jia Zhang.

Xie Guangkun saw Jia Zhang.

He shook his head and walked forward.

"Sister-in-law, why are you sewing the soles of shoes like this?"

"It's wrong for you to do this, don't you know that?"

Jia Zhang raised her head.

"Who are you?"

She thought this man was really weird.

She has been sewing shoe soles for her entire life, and she still needs a country man to teach her how to do things?

"Don't worry about who I am, old lady."

"I'm just telling you that you're not moving the needle right."

"How can you put on the soles from the top down? You should put them on from the bottom up."

While Xie Guangkun was talking, he was also gesturing to Jia Zhang.

It seemed that he really wanted to give Jia Zhang to the church.

Jia Zhang was furious.

How could she look at this man full of ridicule towards her?

He was insulting his own shoe-soles sewing skills!

Jia Zhang pulled up the soles of her shoes and started cursing.

"You country bumpkin, I don't need you to teach me how to do anything, go away."

Xie Guangkun was helpless.

"Why are you so anxious when you can't learn it?"

"Look at you, you fool!"

Xie Guangkun looked at Jia Zhang as if she were a fool.

"Okay, I'll teach you again and show you how my wife sews the soles of shoes."

As he said this, Xie Guangkun put down the carrying pole on his shoulders.

Then he bent down and took off his shoes, which had holes in them and exposed his toes.

As soon as she took off her shoes, a sour and smell floated into Jia Zhang's nose.

Jia Zhang covered her nose.

She said with great disgust.

"What are you doing? Put on your worn-out shoes."

"It stinks!"

Jia Zhang felt that the country man in front of her was not only tactless but also extremely vulgar.

Xie Guangkun was unhappy.

Why is this guy still covering his nose?

You don't know what's good for you!

However, Xie Guangkun felt that he was a very magnanimous person.

"Don't cover your nose."

Xie Guangkun reached out and pulled away Jia Zhang's hands that were covering her nose.

He held his worn-out shoes in front of Jia Zhang.

Oh my god, that sour smell is getting stronger.

Jia Zhang felt as if she had fallen into a big cesspool.

There was not only manure in the pit, but also dozens of jars of rotten pickled cabbage.

Not only is it sour and pungent, it also stinks and irritates the eyes.

Jia Zhang couldn't bear it any longer.

She began to struggle to pull her hand back.

She wanted to cover her nose again, she really couldn't stand the smell.

But Xie Guangkun held Jia Zhang's wrist tightly.

Jia Zhang couldn't break free at all and was forced to smell the sour smell.

"vomit!"

Disgusting feelings were coming out of Jia Zhang's stomach.

It all came up to my throat and wouldn't come out. I could only retch and couldn't even speak.

Xie Guangkun was satisfied.

He held up his shoes, which smelled sour, and showed them to Jia Zhang.

"Look, I'll teach you."

"See how dense the stitches are?"

"It's nothing like the soles you make, with sparse stitches."

"Can I wear that?"

"If you wear it for two days, it will fall apart!"

"Look at the sole of my shoe. She should have threaded the needle from the bottom up."

"This way, we can place the stitches one by one, and the stitches will be fine and dense."

“That way the shoes will last longer.”

Xie Guangkun's stinky shoes kept dangling beside Jia Zhang's face as Xie Guangkun spoke.

When Jia Zhang smelled this indescribable smell, she rolled her eyes in disgust.

She felt a burning sensation in her eyes.

Tears soon flowed from Jia Zhang's eyes.

Jia Zhang vomited with a "wow" sound.

This is Amomum villosum!

Others use knives, hammers and bricks, but this country man uses sour and smelly shoes as poison gas bombs!

Seeing that Jia Zhang had vomited, Xie Guangkun let go of Jia Zhang's hands.

"Have you learned it?"

Xie Guangkun finished speaking.

Finally, Jia Zhang was given the chance to speak.

Jia Zhang was afraid of this man's stinky shoes.

She nodded quickly and said while suppressing her nausea.

"I learned it, I learned it!"

Xie Guangkun looked at this poor student who was sewing shoe soles with great satisfaction.

"Okay, then you can knit one for me and I'll see if you've learned it."

After Jia Zhang vomited everything in her stomach, she stood up.

She covered her nose again.

Xie Guangkun’s eyes widened.

"What's wrong? You don't want to sew the soles of your shoes?"

For some reason, Jia Zhang is particularly afraid of this man now.

But she really couldn't stand the smell of those shoes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, could you please take your shoes away?"

Xie Guangkun put on his shoes unhappily.

"Hurry up and sew. If you can't sew the soles well, I'll teach you again. I'm a kind-hearted person."

Jia Zhang screamed in her heart: I don't need a warm-hearted person like you! Get out of here!

But her fingers obediently picked up the needle and started sewing the sole from bottom to top.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Xie Guangkun looked at Jia Zhang and saw that she had finally learned it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"This is how you will sew the soles of your shoes from now on. Remember this!"

Having said that, Xie Guangkun picked up his carrying pole and left.