Siheyuan: Spring and Autumn

Yes, Qin Huairu is pregnant again, her belly is bulging, and it is estimated that Jia Dang will be born in two or three months.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

"Mom, don't cry. Even without the rations, you can still buy food. You won't starve to death. Get up quickly, or people will laugh at you."

The person who came in was naturally Jia Dongxu. Although he looked unhappy, he was not as grief-stricken as Jia Zhangshi.

Just now, he was chatting with his master in the yard, thinking about how to solve the problems at home, but he didn't expect his mother to make a fool of herself again.

Jia Zhang was willing to listen to her son's words unless it was a special case. She valued her son's face very much. She quickly got up from the ground and asked expectantly, "Does your master have any solution?"

"I was just about to ask him, but you started crying. Besides, this is a nationwide situation, what can he do? He is just a seventh-level fitter, he can't control the world."

Now Yi Zhonghai has been promoted to a seventh-level fitter, and Liu Haizhong has also become a seventh-level blacksmith. The two are still evenly matched.

"Ah? He is your master, and it is his duty to help you. Don't be stupid, understand?"

After saying this, Jia Zhang's tears started flowing again.

Seeing his mother's expression, Jia Dongxu said patiently, "You can still buy food on the black market, don't worry, it's just a little more expensive."

"That's all we can do for now."

Jia Dongxu opened the door and was about to ask his master for help when a little boy ran in and knocked him off balance.

"Be careful."

After giving some instructions, he walked towards the uncle's house.

Looking at the little boy again, he was about six or seven years old. His face was covered with sweat and dust, just like a calico cat's face. Looking at his body, his clothes were covered with a lot of dirt, and they were very dirty.

Jia Zhang scolded, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take care of my good grandson. I don't know how you act as a mother."

The boy is naturally the future Thief of the Courtyard. Now he is just a boy. He looks good, with delicate features and slightly curly hair, just like his father.

Qin Huairu didn't dare to refute. She pulled Bang Geng to the water pipe to wash his face with her big belly. Then she took off his dirty clothes, put them in a basin, and took them to the water pipe in the yard to start washing.

This is the famous scene in the TV series, Qin Huairu washes clothes, but there are endless clothes!

However, it is not time yet to wash clothes while waiting for He Yuzhu's lunch box. Perhaps, this scene will never appear again.

At night, at Yi's house.

"Boss, why are you sighing?"

An old lady poured half a glass of water, handed it to an old man and asked.

"It's Dongxu. There are many people at home and the rations are not enough. He just came to me and wanted me to think of a solution."

"Well, that's right. For a family of four, his quota alone is definitely not enough, not to mention Huairu is pregnant. Right, there must be a lot of people like his around here. It's not just his family's problem. What can you do?"

Yi Zhonghai understood what she meant, but did not respond. Instead, he lowered his head and thought about something. He said to the aunt, "I'm going out for a while."

An old lady sighed but didn't stop her.

"Zhuzi, are you at home?"

"Who is there? At home."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

"Zhu Zi, you can have a drink after dinner. You are living a good life."

Looking at the peanuts and Erguotou on the table, especially the plate of pork liver, which was particularly eye-catching, Yi Zhonghai's eyes flickered. He came here only after seeing the He brothers and sisters finish their dinner and He Yushui return to her room.

"Haha, that's all I have as a hobby."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he curled his lips slightly but did not stand up.

"Zhu Zi, you are becoming more and more arrogant now."

Yi Zhonghai stood in front of the table, his square face a little gloomy, feeling that his face was ignored.

"Uncle, what's the matter? You come into my house without even knocking, and you want me to applaud and welcome you?"

"Whose house in our courtyard is not like this?"

"So, there are no civilized people."

"you……"

Picking up a peanut and throwing it into his mouth, He Yuzhu said, "Am I wrong about this?"

The tone is not very good, and a bit rude.

This courtyard is also strange. When entering someone else's house, no one knows to knock on the door. Pushing the door with your hand is considered good. Most people use their feet. When they are angry, some even kick the door.

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

"Oh, that's right. Whether this courtyard is civilized or not depends on you guys."

The relationship between the two of them is not bad, but it is definitely not as close as in the TV series, and He Yuzhu is definitely not a thug of the old man.

At least in the past seven or eight years, He Yuzhu has never fought with anyone, except for the time when Xu Damao mocked He Daqing for running away, He Yuzhu never hit him again.

"Uncle, please sit down."

After a few words, He Yuzhu felt relieved. The old man was obviously busy, so he invited him to sit down.

The old man naturally sat down.

"It's so late, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Zhu Zi, today the neighborhood committee notified us that the ration has been reduced. What do you think?"

"How can I see? How can I see? I sit and see myself."

Thinking of the jokes Qin Zheng told when they were chatting, He Yuzhu naturally learned to tell them.

"I'm talking to you about serious matters, why are you talking nonsense?"

Yi Zhonghai became angry again.

"Hey, you have no sense of humor at all." After saying that, He Yuzhu added in his heart: I despise you.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

"The rain and I have our rations, so we won't starve. We just need to live our lives as we should. Why worry so much?"

He Yuzhu looked indifferent.

"Zhu Zi, a cook won't die of starvation during a famine, so a reduction in rations won't have much impact on your family. I want to discuss something with you."

"Stop it, don't say that. I will never do anything illegal or criminal."

He Yuzhu thought to himself, you old man, as soon as you lift your butt, I know what you want to say.

"It's not to ask you to commit a crime."

"What's that?"

"I was wondering if your family could give you brother Dongxu the ration of rainwater."

He Yuzhu glared at him and said, "Uncle, what are you thinking about?"

Yi Zhonghai quickly added: "I'm not asking for it for free. I'll give it to you at the market price."

"Haha, Uncle No. 1, I've figured out that you're more calculating than Uncle No. 3."

"What did you say?"

"You don't like to hear that. Am I wrong? Can't you just ask Jia Dongxu to take the money and buy food outside?"

Outside, naturally, refers to the black market. Apart from there, there is no other place to buy food.

"Food outside is too expensive. Dongxu has to support his family. He doesn't have enough money just to buy expensive food!"