Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, the group returned to the courtyard.

Auntie Yang Ruihua, who was cleaning the house, heard the noise and took a look. She found that it was her eldest son Yan Jiecheng who had returned. She asked hurriedly, "Jiecheng, why did you come back so soon? How are you?"

The three children who were looking down at their father Yan Bugui writing couplets also came to their eldest brother Yan Jiecheng.

"Brother! Did you bring us any delicious food when you went to the temple fair?!"

Since Yan Bugui had not finished writing the couplet, he did not look up and concentrated on doing his own work.

Yan Jiecheng took out a bag of dried apricots wrapped in brown paper from his pocket and handed it to his mother, then told them what he had seen and heard today.

Second Aunt Yang Ruihua, who was holding something in her hand, couldn't help but smack her lips after hearing this: "This Lotus Widow is really strong!"

After saying this, Second Aunt Yang Ruihua stared at her eldest son Yan Jiecheng, looked him up and down, and then changed the subject: "But aren't you a little too slow, kid? The girl is shy, don't you know how to find something to talk about? In this way, you can get to know each other better as you chat."

Yan Jiecheng was caught off guard. Before he could react and say anything, someone on the other side spoke.

"Look what you said."

Yan Bugui finished writing a couplet, put his brush away, and stood up: "Some things have to be done gradually and slowly."

"I think you have a good idea of ​​what kind of person Widow Lotus is. She treats her family members very well, and she is also very good to the younger generation and friends."

"Like He Yushui in our courtyard, Zhou Qi next door, and the Sun family kid at the gatehouse, don't they often eat the food given by Yang Hehua?"

"Facts speak louder than words. From this, we can see that Widow Lotus is better to the people she approves of. She has a job and a backer, so naturally her interpersonal relationships are more complicated than those of a family like ours."

"Therefore, Jie Cheng, you can't move too fast and cause Xiao Qian to be disgusted. Otherwise, with a sister-in-law like Yang Hehua around, if you reveal a little bit of your little thoughts, the other party may be disgusted with you, and we won't be able to achieve our desired goal."

"The widow He Hua must be feeling a little uncomfortable today because of her youngest son's incident. So, mother, bring some homemade pickles and go with Jie Cheng to the neighbor next door to express her condolences later in the evening."

"After all, we are neighbors in the courtyard. I am the uncle in charge and you are the aunt in charge. I heard that a resident in the courtyard almost got into trouble, so we have to go and check it out!"

Second Aunt Yang Ruihua did not question what her husband said. She nodded and agreed directly. After putting away the dried apricots in her hand, she began to think about what pickles to send to Yang Hehua's house later.

It could be sauerkraut made from cabbage, dried radish, or pickled water chestnuts.

Yan Bugui had no idea what his wife was thinking. He asked Yan Jiecheng to carefully review what happened today at the Baita Temple Fair, and then he looked at the falling snow outside the window and began to think.

In fact, in previous years, Yan Bugui would have asked his eldest son Yan Jiecheng to move the eight-immortals table to the yard to write couplets.

Yan Bugui is the only serious intellectual in this courtyard.

Therefore, every year before the Chinese New Year, Yan Bugui would earn a lot of "writing fees" by writing the couplets he wrote.

It is called a writing fee, but in fact it is not money. It is peanuts, melon seeds, dried fruits, pickles and other things given by people in the hospital.

(I'm going to be out for something later, so I'll write one chapter first. If nothing goes wrong, I'll write it down if I come back early. If anything goes wrong, I'll make it up tomorrow, including the one I owe before! My partner is at home on holidays every day, he takes care of the kids, and I concentrate on writing!)