Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

After everyone left, Qin Huairu was the only one washing cabbages by the sink. Only then did Sha Zhu slowly push his bicycle back to the yard.

Today, two people asked for leave in the cafeteria and there was not enough staff. Everyone was busy. The cafeteria director was afraid that dinner could not be served on time, so he ran to the kitchen and watched them work.

Sha Zhu was too embarrassed to sit alone and drink tea with a big teacup. You know, he usually relied on his good cooking skills to arrange this and direct that, and he was the most idle person in the whole kitchen.

After cooking the big pot of food, the canteen director did not let Sha Zhu distribute the food, but instead urged him to deal with the fish, after all, the leaders were still waiting to eat.

Sha Zhu was cleaning the fish that Lin Donglai brought him. It was easy to deal with the big fish. He could just knock the fish unconscious with brute force and then scrape off the scales, remove the internal organs and cut into pieces. It was not difficult to clean.

The worst thing was the bucket of small fish. They were so slippery that he couldn't hold them down, and they splashed fishy water all over his face and body.

After processing the fish, he was then asked to cook the fish. If he hadn't thought about secretly packing some of the fish home, he would have wanted to beat up the canteen director.

After a while, Sha Zhu was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back, and he felt more resentful towards Lin Donglai.

This guy could have sent the fish to the steel mill at any other time, but he chose to send it when the leaders of a sister unit came for a meeting. He was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

However, these bad emotions disappeared without a trace the moment he saw Qin Huairu. Looking at Qin Huairu's back, a smile immediately appeared on Sha Zhu's face.

He straightened his back and said, "Sister Qin, do you need my help with washing the vegetables?"

When Qin Huairu heard Sha Zhu's voice, she looked up expressionlessly and immediately saw the lunch box in his hand. Her eyes lit up.

She immediately replied with a smile on her face: "No, I'll be done soon. Why are you just getting off work? What's in the lunch box? Let Sister Qin see."

She wiped her hands on her apron and walked forward to grab the lunch box.

How could Sha Zhu let go of this hard-won opportunity so easily? He smiled and dodged: "Sister Qin, of course there are delicious foods in the lunch box, but I can't give it to you now."

"Unless you come to my house first and help me clean up the house. My house hasn't been cleaned for several days and it's a mess." Sha Zhu said deliberately.

Before Qin Huairu could reply, Jia Zhang heard the noise, stuck her head out and saw Sha Zhu grinning and saying something to her daughter-in-law with a malicious look on his face.

His brows immediately knitted together, and he quickly shouted, "Qin Huairu, how long do you take to wash the vegetables? Do you want to starve our family to death?"

After hearing what her mother-in-law said, Qin Huairu didn't dare to say more to Sha Zhu. She packed her things and replied, "Okay, I'll go back now."

When she got home, Jia Zhang was already sitting at the table, staring at her with triangular eyes and scolding with a sullen face: "Qin Huairu, you are the daughter-in-law of my Jia family. Are you doing this to our Dongxu?"

Qin Huairu knew that her mother-in-law had fallen into her old habit again. After her husband Jia Dongxu passed away, she would be criticized every time she stood with the opposite sex.

Some time ago, an old man named Yi Zhonghai from the courtyard sent a bag of cornmeal to her home. She actually said that the old man had bad intentions towards her and must have had ulterior motives.

Fortunately, Yi Zhonghai didn't hear these words, otherwise it would be difficult to ask him for help in the future.

Qin Huairu mustered up the courage to reply: "Mom, don't think too much. Sha Zhu just asked me to help him clean up the house. He used the two boxes of food he brought back today as payment."

When Bang Geng heard that there was food, he rushed out from the inner room: "Mom, then go to Sha Zhu's house and get it back. I'm almost starving to death. Grandma, please stop talking about my mom."

Since her eldest grandson had spoken, there was no reason for Jia Zhang not to listen. She snorted, muttered, and continued to sew shoe soles on the kang.

Not to mention that Banggeng likes the food from the steel rolling mill, she likes it too. Although this Shazhu is not a good person, his cooking skills are really not to be boasted about.

She thought about it. She had to eat the food and she also had to keep an eye on her daughter-in-law. As long as she kept a close eye on them, that kid Shazhu would never succeed.

Seeing that her mother-in-law didn't say anything else, Qin Huairu walked towards Shazhu's house at Banggeng's urging. She didn't know how she managed to quickly carry the lunch box back home.

Banggeng led his sister to start eating. Seeing Qin Huairu pick up the broom and go to Shazhu's room, Jia Zhang hurried to the table and started eating together.

After Lin Donglai brought the fish home and chopped it into pieces, he immediately lit a fire and started cooking. Because he didn't have time to buy the necessary seasonings, he could only use the spiritual spring water in the space to stew the fish.

It’s strange to say, normally the fish would have a strong fishy smell if it is stewed without ginger slices, but after the fish is stewed, not only is it free of fishy smell, but it is also extremely tender and fresh. It only needs some salt to taste good.

The fresh aroma of the fish lingered over the entire courtyard for a long time, making many people salivate.

It seems that this spiritual spring water can not only strengthen the body, but also eliminate fishy smells. I wonder how many more functions it has that I have not discovered yet. It is truly a treasure.

After the fish was served on the table, the brother and sister ate it with relish.

What Lin Donglai found strange was that no one came to ask for fish today like usual. It was really unexpected.

My sister touched her round belly and sighed with satisfaction: "I'm so full. This fish is so delicious."

"Dongyi, let me ask you, which is better, fish, or braised rabbit meat or chicken stewed with potatoes?" Lin Donglai asked with a smile.

The little girl thought about it seriously, and after rolling her eyes, she smiled and said, "Hehe...Brother, I think they are all delicious."

As soon as the words fell, the brother and sister laughed at the same time...

On the other side, at the Yan family, the whole family sat neatly at the table, with a bowl of very thin corn porridge in front of each person. A bowl of porridge with a pickled vegetable was their lunch.

The smell of fish in the air made me lose my appetite even more.

Yan Jiecheng was already a grown man. He was very dissatisfied with the food and complained, "Dad, Mom, can't you give us some steamed buns or something? I'll be hungry after eating this."

Upon hearing this, the third aunt looked at the children with some pity. It was not that she did not want them to have a good meal, but it was simply that a good cook could not cook without the rice.

Her husband is the only one who earns money at home, and he keeps all the money he earns tightly in his hands. He has the final say on what to eat at home, and she really has no way to deal with it.

Yan Bugui looked at his eldest son who was frowning, and scolded him, "It's good enough to have something to eat. If you could work and earn money, our family wouldn't have to eat corn paste every meal.

Do you know how much money our family of six spends every day? If your father hadn't saved money, we would have been starving.

You want to eat meat, right? If you want to eat meat, you can go hunting in the mountains like Lin Donglai did. If that doesn’t work, you can go fishing like him and let our family have some meat too.”

Yan Jiecheng has been unemployed at home for some time. His father has not reached retirement age yet and he cannot take over his job, so he has to wait for the street office to assign him a job.

Yan Bugui's ridicule undoubtedly made his already depressed mood worse. He was timid and didn't even dare to think of going into the mountains alone.

Fishing, you can try it. Just throw the bait into the water and you can catch a fish. What's so difficult about it...