Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

"That's it!" Yan Bugui, who had gulped down almost half a bowl of cornmeal porridge, understood his eldest son Yan Jiecheng's thoughts after listening for a while. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and also said, "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can also marry a rich wife like Sha Zhu in the middle courtyard. In this way, we can't control how you want to improve the food!"

Yan Jiecheng's anger suddenly deflated.

How could Yan Jiecheng not have any thoughts about Su Qinmi, a woman with such good conditions?

But the other party was a regular employee at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, with very good salary and conditions, and was even prettier than Qin Huairu, who had just married into the courtyard.

Yan Jiecheng once asked the person shamelessly, but was rejected on the spot with the answer that he didn't have a job and was not within his range of partners.

With chopsticks in his hand, Yan Jiecheng poked at the cornmeal paste in the bowl and asked, "Dad, can you buy me a formal job? I'll consider this money as a loan from my family, okay?"

Yan Jiecheng thought that his conditions were not bad. Just having a city hukou in the old city was enough to make him better than many men. If he could get a formal job, it would be even more perfect.

Yan Bugui knew very well that having another formal employee in the family would bring more benefits, but when he thought of the number on the savings, he couldn't bear to do it.

The main reason is that I’m afraid the money will be wasted.

By that time the money had been spent but the work had not been done.

Not really a good deal.

"Boss, you know the financial situation at home. We really don't have the money to use our connections to help you, nor can we afford to buy a job. You know how popular jobs are now after having searched for a job for so many years. Jie Cheng, Dad believes in you. I believe you can find a job with your own abilities." He may say that, but Yan Bugui was determined not to pay for it.

The person who happened to have the same idea as Yan Bugui was the second aunt Yang Ruihua. These two people were indeed the ones who had slept in the same bed for almost twenty years.

As soon as Yan Bugui said this, Yang Ruihua immediately put a piece of boiled cabbage from his own bowl into Yan Jiecheng's bowl to comfort him.

"Jie Cheng, it's all your parents' fault for not being able to provide you with better conditions. So, you have to walk your own path from now on!"

"Well... I understand... Dad... Mom..." The light in Yan Jiecheng's eyes went out instantly. He understood what the old couple said. Never ask them for money.

Yan Jiecheng was eating the cornmeal porridge in his bowl without any taste.

No one can understand the bitterness deep in my heart.

Yan Jiekuang, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiedi on the side were eating the food in their bowls silently without making any comments.

For them, such topics are too far away.

The bowl of food in my hand is more real.

——The Liu Haizhong Family in the Backyard——

After dinner, an old lady who was washing dishes at home was banging and banging things around, making a very loud noise.

As soon as Liu Haizhong heard it, he knew that his wife must be mad at the deaf old lady, and was venting her inner anger.

Ever since the deaf old lady snatched his own portion of scrambled eggs last time, the matter spread throughout the courtyard. In order to avoid giving people a chance to talk, Liu Haizhong asked his wife to make two portions of scrambled eggs.

The only difference is that the deaf old lady's portion is a little smaller.

But who would have thought that the deaf old lady was a person who would not suffer any loss. She would choose the bigger portion of scrambled eggs and would eat whatever dish had oil in it.

If there was no money, she would sit on the steps in the front yard and talk about these things with the other old ladies in the yard.

It is indeed very annoying!

But when I think about the fact that during this period of time, whenever it comes to eating, the atmosphere at home becomes particularly bad.

After all, Liu Haizhong is on the same side as his wife, and he once suggested sending meals to the deaf old lady's home so that she could eat at home, but this suggestion was directly rejected by the deaf old lady.

If Liu Haizhong didn't agree, the deaf old lady said she would go to the street office to talk to him.

Liu Haizhong is a bureaucrat. He wants the deaf old lady to have dinner at his home just to get in front of Director Wang of the Liberation Office. Naturally, he would not let the deaf old lady go to the street office to report this matter.

"Mother, no matter how angry you are, you can't take it out on the dishes!" Liu Haizhong advised, "Just bear with it for a while, the old lady might pass away someday."

When Liu Haizhong said the last sentence, he walked to his wife and spoke in a low voice.

After all, there are not only their family living in their backyard, but also Xu Damao, the deaf old lady and other neighbors.

Especially for Xu Damao, a man who loves to watch the fun and make trouble, if he heard this and spread it, it would be a disaster.

The aunt knew what her old man was thinking, but she was very annoyed and lowered her voice: "This old man really doesn't care about hygiene at all. The toilet is full of urine and feces, and the floor is covered with dirt and it smells really bad.

Although she didn't take a bath every day, she would change a few sets of clothes for me to wash from time to time. Look at my hands, they are all ulcerated from washing her clothes."

As she spoke, the old lady raised her hands, which were swollen like carrots. Some parts were cracked and even had scabs. It was obvious that she had frostbite.

Winter in Beijing is no joke. The tap water temperature is very low. When an old lady was washing clothes for a deaf old lady, she was reluctant to use hot water. As a result, she got frostbite on her hands and had to use firewood to boil water.

All the firewood was picked up by Liu Guangtian alone.

Even if you don't have much love for this son, you can't torture him like this!

Moreover, the deaf old lady is picky and can talk.

Liu Haizhong looked distressed, and turned to see Liu Guangfu squatting by the stove, warming himself by the fire. "Guangfu, come over and wash the dishes, you bastard, don't you see that your mother's hands are frozen and sick!?"

While he was talking, he also glanced around the house, and didn't see his second son Liu Guangtian, so he asked sharply: "Where is your brother!?"

Liu Guangfu was frightened by his loud voice and stood up timidly: "Second brother said that his friend had work to do recently and left after dinner."

Like Yan Jiecheng in the front yard, Liu Guangtian failed to get into technical secondary school or high school after graduation, so he went to do odd jobs.

However, the money he earned was not much, so he would hand over a portion of it. What was different from Yan Jiecheng's food allowance was that his was called filial piety fee.

As the name suggests, it means to respect your parents.

"Come over here and wash the dishes!" Liu Haizhong really looked down on his second and youngest sons. Not only were they not smart, they also had no sense of propriety.

"Oh, here I come!" Liu Guangfu quickly ran over and took over the task from her mother, lowered his head and started washing with a resigned look.

Liu Haizhong had already helped his wife to sit by the stove. He looked at her hands with concern and took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to her: "Mother, I heard the old ladies in the yard talking before. They said that clam oil can protect the skin. Go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some tomorrow. Buy some meat tomorrow. Guangqi will be back soon."

Since getting married and starting a family, Liu Haizhong has become the head of the family. Basically all the good things in the family are used for him, and he has rarely suffered from the cold.

The way to treat frostbite is to roast a white radish over charcoal fire, then place the steaming radish on the frostbite until you no longer feel the itch.

However, this method is effective, but it is too torturous.

The feeling of having frostbite is really uncomfortable. The area is dirty and itchy, and you can't stop wanting to scratch it. Even if you scratch your skin and flesh, it is of no use.

"Okay! I'll buy a big box tomorrow and try it out." The aunt couldn't stand it anymore. She was planning to buy clam oil, but after hearing what the head of the family said, she changed her mind and decided to buy a big box of clam oil.

Clam oil is a new skin care product that has emerged in recent years.

People's lives in this era were generally poor, and there were very few cosmetics and skin care products. However, due to the cold winters, people's methods of keeping warm were relatively simple, so it was inevitable that their hands and feet would become cracked and frostbite would occur.

To protect the skin, clam oil came into being.

At first, everyone thought that clam oil was made by cooking clams in the sea, just like bacon in winter that is marinated for a period of time.

Actually not.

Clam oil is just clam shells used to hold skin care oil. There is no clam oil inside. The specific ingredients are made from a variety of minerals and plant oils.

It is called clam oil just because it uses clam shells as containers.

This clam oil comes in large and small sizes.

A small box of clam oil costs 7 cents, and a large box of clam oil costs about 2-3 yuan.

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and then they were attracted by the crackling sound of breaking bowls.

The two of them looked at the source of the sound and the pile of broken pieces of bowls, and they were very angry.

The aunt's hot temper was immediately ignited: "You loser! Your father asked you to wash the dishes, but you smashed them all!"

"What are we going to eat tomorrow?!"

"Use your hands?! If you don't want to wash the dishes, just do it like this!!!"

"You're really going to piss me off to death!!"

“Do you know how much this pile of bowls costs?!?”

"You loser!"

"This family will be ruined by you sooner or later!"

The old lady started to scold him, while Liu Haizhong walked over and gave Liu Guangfu two big slaps, knocking him to the ground.

"what--!"

"dad--"

"I really didn't mean it!"

“It hurts—it hurts!”

Liu Guangfu, who was slapped twice and fell to the ground, hadn't reacted yet when he was beaten by his father again and cried out!

Liu Guangfu misses his second brother especially at this moment!

If he were here, there would be someone to share the beating with!

woo woo woo...

He really didn't mean it!

Liu Guangfu ran around the house holding his head, and finally, when his father Liu Haizhong wasn't paying attention, he ran out of the house and ran out of the courtyard!

The noise was so loud that people came out to watch!

Liu Haizhong stood directly at the door of his house and saw some neighbors who came out to watch the excitement. Liu Haizhong felt a little embarrassed and made harsh remarks to them.

"You broke the bowl at home and you still have the nerve to run away!"

"If you have the guts, why don't you come back!?"

After saying that, he slammed the door shut!

The people watching the fun couldn't help but look at each other in surprise. The noise made by the big kid in the old man's bangs was getting louder and louder!

The deaf old lady who was sitting by the fire in the house shook her head when she heard the noise outside the yard.

If the family has children but does not cherish them and just beats and scolds them, it will be of no use. Only when they get old will they realize how serious the consequences of not cherishing their children are.

Staring blankly at the flames that occasionally burst out from the stove, the deaf old lady fell into memories.

I didn't expect that my plan for retirement would collapse completely in just a few months.

Yi Zhonghai was sent to the police station for reform and could hardly save himself.

Liu Cuihua, who seemed to be honest and reliable, actually had her own plans. She divorced Yi Zhonghai, remarried, and moved out of the courtyard.

The reason why the deaf old lady didn't say anything at first when she was starved was that she wanted Liu Cuihua to continue serving her.

The deaf old lady was thinking that Liu Cuihua was already old and infertile, and she would definitely not be able to survive if she left Yi Zhonghai and the courtyard.

She just forgot to bring herself food for a moment.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, the other party had already found the next buyer.

And I can only choose from Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui was a man who read too many books and had many schemes. The deaf old lady felt that she would definitely be plotted against if she had a meal at their house.

It would be better to go directly to Liu Haizhong's house who has no education.

Based on her understanding of Liu Haizhong's family, the deaf old lady believed that she would not suffer any loss.

Of course, you won’t suffer any loss in the short term.

But if time goes on for a long time, it’s hard to say.

Stroking the walking stick that had accompanied her for many years, the deaf old lady had an idea in her mind.

In order to spend her old age in peace, she must take action.

——Yang Hehua’s house in the front yard——

Yang Hehua, who was in the front yard, also heard the noise in the backyard. At the same time, she also saw Liu Guangfu running out of the front yard so fast that there was no afterimage.

"Mom, it's that old man beating Uncle Guangfu again!" Xiuxiu said after looking out the door for a while.

Manman: "Why does Uncle Yida like to beat Uncle Guangfu and the others so much? Isn't Uncle Guangfu Uncle Yida's child?"

"It's his child, but every parent has a different way of educating their children. For the uncle, he thinks that children must be beaten and scolded, otherwise they will not become useful.

But this method is not very good.

To me, your mother, you are all my treasures and I cannot bear to hit you.

But if someone really makes a mistake, I will punish him! We can start by explaining the reason to him. If he still won’t listen after I explain the reason to him, then I might just start fighting him!”

"You better be careful with your little butts~"

As she spoke, Yang Hehua poked the two little girls on the forehead.

The two little girls hugged Yang Hehua's hands tightly and acted coquettishly and cutely.

"Mom...we are very obedient!"

"Right, right, right! You can't hit people at every turn like that! I've seen Uncle Guangfu cry many times, and there are red marks on his face!"

"Don't worry!" Yang Hehua assured: "I won't treat you like an old man!"

With a neighbor like this who would beat people at any time, Yang Hehua was really worried that the children at home would be negatively influenced.

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