Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"He's not my boyfriend, he's a friend my mom introduced me to," Bai Lu quickly corrected, "He's going to be shot. I heard he killed three people."

"He is so bold that he dares to kill people?" Zhang Dabao asked in surprise.

"How should I know? We are not familiar with each other. After Cui Zhong got into trouble, his father came to me and asked about you. Didn't you slap him a few times at that time?" Bai Lu reminded Zhang Dabao.

"Why did he ask me? Should I return it to him?" Zhang Dabao's heart skipped a beat.

"Who knows what he's thinking? He's no longer the director and his family has moved from the bureau's staff quarters to Xinjiekou. He must be feeling disappointed. You'd better be careful, in case he takes his anger out on you." Bai Lu reminded him out of righteousness.

"He also has a house in Xinjiekou?" asked Zhang Dasifa.

"Of course there is. It's a private courtyard with an entrance. Cui Zhong said it's right at the corner of the street. He has been the director for so many years, how could he not have money?" Bai Lu complained.

"That's what a friend says. Let me treat you to a fish today." Zhang Dabao fished a fish out of the bucket, pulled some grass from the roadside, tied it to the fish's mouth, and handed it to Bai Lu.

"Such a big fish?" Bai Lu said a little embarrassedly.

"I bought two extra fish today. Thank you for reminding me. I have to go. You should go back soon too. The fish will stink if you go back at night." Zhang Dabao said and got into the car and left.

"Bai Lu, you are such a generous friend. This fish weighs almost ten kilograms," said the girl who came with Bai Lu.

"Go back and have dinner at my house tonight and eat this fish," Bai Lu said to her friend.

"No, I'm going to go home and have a rest. Creation requires inspiration. You can't just force it. After you have a good rest, you can create again." After saying that, the girl left. Bai Lu had to go back home by herself.

Zhang Dabao returned to Yard 95 and called Jia Dongxu. The big bucket was full of water and fish and could not be lifted down. Zhang Dabao put the fish in a small bucket, and Jia Dongxu was responsible for transporting it to the water tank in the backyard. When there was no fish in the big iron bucket, he drained the water and lifted the bucket down.

"Seventh Uncle, there are too many fish. You really should have asked me to go. Maybe I could have caught a few more if I had gone." Jia Dongxu kept muttering after he carried all the fish back to the backyard.

"Dongxu, have you ever thought that if you fell into the water, I would be so busy saving you that I would not have time to catch fish. So it would be better for everyone if you don't go to the water." Zhang Dabao couldn't help but said to him again.

"I can't fall every time I catch fish, right?" Jia Dongxu said in a low voice.

"Didn't you fall into the water that time? You even know the joke about the stick. Staying at home obediently is better than anything else. When is your mother going to treat us to a meal?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"It's tonight. She will be back soon. She will let Zhuzi be the chef and ask me to have dinner with those old ladies. I don't want to go at all," Jia Dongxu frowned.

"Isn't Brother Zhule here too? What are you afraid of with him here?" Zhang Dabao comforted him.

"How many does your mother use? Forget it, you don't know either." Zhang Dabao thought about it and stopped talking. Jia Dongxu wanted to refute, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say because he really didn't know.

"Just get the fish yourself later. Don't call me. I'll take a rest. I got up too early this morning." Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu and returned to his room.

Sometimes you want to sleep but you can't, and sometimes when you fall asleep, some people will wake you up. Zhang Dabao fell asleep, but not long after, Zhang Cuihua and He Yuzhu came, because Zhang Dabao told Zhang Cuihua to let He Yuzhu cook one for his family before leaving, so they caught fish, killed fish, sliced ​​fish, lit the fire, and poured oil.

After the dish was finally cooked, Zhang Cuihua discussed with He Yu how many fish to use, which made Zhang Dabao go crazy. When he got up, Zhang Cuihua and the other two had agreed that Jia Dongxu would take the fish, while He Yuzhu and Zhang Cuihua would take some knives and seasonings and leave, leaving Zhang Dabao with no place to vent his anger.

Zhang Dabao looked at the water tank and saw that there were still a dozen fish. He wondered if he should give them away. He couldn't finish them all. Then he changed his mind and decided to forget it. Now was a difficult time. Giving fish away to relatives and friends would not be good for him or them. He should just keep them and treat them to a meal when he had the chance.

"Sister-in-law, come over for a drink with Brother Damao later. Zhuzi made boiled fish for us." Zhang Dabao saw Lou Xiao'e coming out. Now their Xu family had a good relationship. Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e both went to his courtyard to use the toilet. When passing by the door, Zhang Dabao stopped her.

"It's too spicy," said Lou Xiao'e.

"It's so hot today, eating spicy food can make you sweat. It's better to sweat more now, which can expel the toxins from the body," Zhang Dabao said to her.

"I don't dare to eat anymore. I'm not afraid of sweating, but my stomach can't take it. You and Damao can eat it." Lou Xiao'e still didn't dare.

"By the way, your body can't take it, so how about I give you another dish of chrysanthemum fish?" Zhang Dabao said.

"There is also chrysanthemum fish? Can you make it?" Lou Xiao'e was born in a wealthy family and she had actually eaten chrysanthemum fish.

"Sister-in-law, chrysanthemum fish is a traditional famous dish. The finished dish looks like blooming chrysanthemums, with realistic shape, bright colors, and exuding tempting aroma. It tastes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and sour and refreshing. I've learned how to make it. You can try it later to see if it's authentic," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao, you are really good. You can do everything." Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but praise Zhang Da Biao.

"I can also play poker. How about we play another round tonight?" Zhang Dabao said.

"No, I can't stand it." Lou Xiao'e fled in panic.

Zhang Dabao first steamed the rice, then took out a grass carp, removed the head and tail, cut it into pieces, soaked it in salt water, sprinkled it with starch, fried it in a pan, and finally fried the soup and poured it on the fried fish.

The chrysanthemum fish is out of the pot, and the large group of people who have just got off work have also returned. The first one to come to the backyard must be Banggeng.

"Seventh Uncle, what is this?" Banggeng had sharp eyes and saw the chrysanthemum fish that had just come out of the pot.

"This is chrysanthemum fish, it's delicious, but your father is not here, what a pity," said Zhang Dabao.

"It doesn't matter. I'll wait for him to come back and tell him the taste. Is it delicious?" Bang Geng asked again.

"Of course it's delicious. Now wait for your mother and Yu Shui to come back, then we'll start eating. We'll have boiled fish today," said Zhang Dabia.

"Boiled fish is delicious, but my stomach can't take it. I can only eat two bowls at most today," said Bang Geng.

"Your stomach should be fine after eating two bowls. I ate two bowls last time and nothing happened," Zhang Dabao said to Bang Geng.

"I'll eat two bowls too," Jia Jingshu also ran over.

"Eat two bowls each." Zhang Dabao picked up Jingshu.