Siheyuan: Full of Love

Jia Dongxu came back when it was almost dark.

As soon as I got home, I saw my mother eating chicken and pork elbow with great relish.

When Jia Zhang saw Jia Dongxu, she rolled her eyes and laughed at him, "You still want to come back? Where's your stubbornness? If you have the guts, don't come back!"

After saying that, he picked up a piece of meat, gestured to him proudly, and put it in his mouth to chew.

He smacked his lips and squinted his eyes while enjoying it.

You little bastard! I'm so jealous of you!

Jia Dongxu didn't say anything, just lowered his head and packed his clothes.

In fact, he didn't have many clothes, but he had to hold his work clothes and work badge, which was the most important thing.

Seeing him packing his clothes, Jia Zhang said disdainfully, "Who are you showing off to?"

"You want to scare me? Let me tell you, once you leave this door, these two houses will have nothing to do with you!"

Jia Dongxu stopped packing his clothes and looked at Jia Zhang with some complicated feelings.

Alas! It seems that what Zhang Dazhuang said is right, people have to rely on themselves!

If you don't have any ability, even your own mother will look down on you.

Mrs. Jia Zhang thought Jia Dongxu had given in, so she became even more aggressive and said, "You little bastard, I'm telling you, if we split up the family, you'll be the one living in the kitchen! You have to hand over your monthly salary!"

"After you marry me, my wife, you have to listen to me. She has to do whatever I tell her to do! You want to ride on my neck? Wait until I die!"

After hearing what Jia Zhang said, Jia Dongxu became even more determined to go out and live alone.

If I continue like this, not only will my life be dark and gloomy, but just like Liu Lan said, any girl who marries me will be unlucky for the rest of her life!

The Jia family with Jia Zhang is simply a big hell.

Thinking of this, Jia Dongxu made up his mind and said, "Mom, if I say we're going to split up, then we're going to split up. I don't want the house either, so you can keep it!"

After saying that, he hurried out with his clothes in his arms.

Jia Zhang was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

By the time she came to her senses, Jia Dongxu had already left the compound.

Jia Zhang chased him out of the door and yelled in the yard, "Get out, you little bastard! Get out and never come back! See how you live your life and how you marry a wife!"

"There will be a time when you will beg me! You little bastard!"

Liu Lan was waiting for Jia Dongxu outside the yard. She talked with Jia Dongxu for an entire afternoon and finally convinced him to let him live alone for a while.

Jia Dongxu said he would go back to pack his things. Liu Lan waited for him outside, and then the two of them went to her "relative's" house.

Just when Liu Lan was worried that Jia Dongxu might change his mind, Jia Dongxu came out with clothes in his arms.

Jia Zhang's cursing could also be heard from behind.

Liu Lan felt relieved when she saw Jia Dongxu coming out.

As for Jia Zhang saying that he couldn’t find a wife?

Humph! As long as he can come out, isn't his wife ready?

"Huh? Why didn't you bring your bedding?" Liu Lan asked.

"Uh, I left in such a hurry that I forgot! I'll go back again."

Liu Lan held him back and said, "Forget it, I'll find a way. If you go back, you'll get scolded again!"

"Let's go find Aunt Wang first... Matchmaker Wang!"

"What do you want to see her for?" Jia Dongxu asked puzzledly.

"Let her take you to the street office and let Director Wang be a witness!" Liu Lan said.

"What testimony?"

"Oh, don't ask, just follow me!"

. . .

After Zhang Dazhuang and Xu Damao went out, Yu Shui pestered Qin Huairu to play with her again.

Sha Zhu looked at the sky and saw that it was still early, so he shouldn't be too impatient, right?

He let Qin Huairu play with Yu Shui for a while, while he took some of the remaining ingredients and wanted to go to the second uncle's house.

Qin Huairu saw it and asked, "Zhu Zi, what are you doing?"

Sha Zhu said, "The eldest son of the second uncle's family ran away and took away all the money in his family. He was also blackmailed by Jia Zhang for a few dollars. I guess all the things in the family are gone."

"I'm going to send some food to his family, as well as to Third Uncle's family. We can't let them suffer in vain."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a warm-hearted person!"

Sha Zhu scratched his head, feeling a little overwhelmed by the praise from his wife.

Qin Huairu couldn't help laughing when she saw Sha Zhu's look.

Even the little girl Yushui said that her brother’s silly look was really funny.

Sha Zhu was obviously unable to handle the two beauties, one big and one small, so he quickly took his things and went out.

When I arrived at my second uncle's house, I saw the four members of the family were talking about something, but they were all having a great time.

Liu Guangtian was also demonstrating the kung fu moves he learned from Zhang Dazhuang.

Sha Zhu knocked on the door and went in, saying directly: "Second Uncle, I'm sorry to have troubled you today!"

When Liu Haizhong saw that it was Sha Zhu, he said happily, "Zhu Zi, why are you here on such a happy day instead of staying at home with your wife?"

Sha Zhu said, "Second Master, the wedding banquet is over, and there are still some ingredients left."

"It will rain tomorrow and we will go to school. My wife and I can't eat it. We are afraid it will go bad overnight, so I brought it to you!"

Liu Haizhong saw the flour and vegetables in Sha Zhu's hand, and there was even a little meat in the bag.

Liu Haizhong, who knew what was going on, said, "Zhu Zi, this is inappropriate, isn't it?"

"Uncle, what's wrong with that? We bought all these ingredients yesterday. It would be a sin if such good things were to go bad!"

"Okay, I'll put it here for you!"

Sha Zhu put down a big bag of things and went out without giving Liu Haizhong a chance to say thank you.

Seeing Sha Zhu's back, Liu Haizhong's eyes became a little moist.

Then he thought about his wife and son who were watching him, and he quickly reflected on himself: I have a bad temper, so how could I become so sentimental so easily?

Is it the boss's fault? Or is it Zhang Dazhuang's fault?

Sha Zhu came out of the second uncle's house and turned around to go to the third uncle's house.

Yan Bugui was at home looking at the meat dishes brought back from the wedding banquet, a smile blooming on his face.

I have to say, the wedding banquet hosted by Zhuzi was really great. Not only did it have meat and vegetables, but the portions were also quite generous.

Nowadays, when an ordinary family holds a banquet, would there be any leftovers on the table?

There is nothing to eat or drink now, and people finally get the chance to have a meal, so how can they not eat until their throats are stuffed?

Sha Zhu came to the third uncle's house and knocked on the door.

When Yan Bugui opened the door and saw that it was Sha Zhu, he immediately smiled and said, "Hey, Zhu Zi, why are you here?"

Sha Zhu picked up the bag in his hand and said, "Third Uncle, there are some ingredients left over from the wedding banquet. I brought them to you."

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up and he thanked him repeatedly: "Oh, Zhuzi, you are so polite!"

Sha Zhu handed the food to Yan Bugui and said, "Uncle San, please don't be polite to me. I'm sorry for the trouble today!"

Yan Bugui took the ingredients and knew as soon as he started to eat them that the gift money he had given today had been returned.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Zhu Zi, you are such a sensible child!"

"If you have any problems in the future, just come to Uncle San. Uncle San will never be vague!"

Sha Zhu nodded and said, "Thank you, Uncle San. You are busy. I will leave first."

After leaving Yan Bugui's house, Sha Zhu felt extremely satisfied.

I don’t know if I was influenced by Zhang Dazhuang, but I feel like I do things completely differently from before.

Does Xu Damao feel the same way? I'll ask him some other day.

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