I messed up the Siheyuan

Xu Damao looked at Sha Zhu and Wang Ping clinking glasses with a look of jealousy.

He tried to hold back, but couldn't help it and finally told the purpose of his visit.

"Pingzi, where did you find such a beautiful wife for Shazhu?"

"Find one for my brother, too!"

Before Wang Ping could answer, Sha Zhu burst into laughter triumphantly.

"Shazhu, what are you laughing at?" Xu Damao glared at Shazhu.

"Haha...Xu Damao, my buddy's wife is pretty, isn't she!..." Sha Zhu said with a proud look on his face, "You are envious, right?...Even if you are envious, you have to just watch..."

"Tsk!..." Xu Damao turned his head away and ignored Sha Zhu.

His helpless look made Sha Zhu even more proud.

After mocking and ridiculing Xu Damao again, Sha Zhu stood up contentedly.

"Okay! ... Pingzi, Xu Damao, I feel much better now, and I have figured it out."

"That's all for today! I'm going to leave now."

"Hey...I say...Silly Zhu..." Xu Damao said unhappily: "We haven't even finished drinking the wine yet, and you're leaving!

Is there anyone like you?

Are you still a man?"

Sha Zhu didn't care at all about Xu Damao's disparagement.

On the contrary, he smiled smugly, "Xu Damao, don't tell me this.

Whether I am a man or not is not up to you.

That only counts if my wife says so!

But! ...Hey, you two...

Today is the first day I brought my wife back to the hospital.

I am stupid! ...Why am I staying here drinking with you two bachelors instead of going back to be with my wife? "

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

But then, he seemed to remember something and turned back.

"I'm sorry, both of you!"

"I have to take this roast chicken back and let my wife taste it."

After saying that, he rolled up the oil paper wrapped around half a roast chicken and turned away.

"Hey!...Silly Zhu..." Xu Damao shouted unhappily, "That was the roast chicken I brought, and I haven't even taken a few bites yet!"

Sha Zhu ignored his shouting.

Without even turning his head, he pushed the door open and rushed out.

Wang Ping poured Xu Damao a glass of wine with a smile and persuaded him, "Okay, Brother Damao.

Brother Zhuzi just got married, so consider your half roast chicken as a gift to him."

"Pingzi..." Xu Damao still yelled in dissatisfaction: "I'm telling you...

Your brother Damao is not reluctant to part with that half roast chicken!

I'm just mad...

You said...I just solved such a big puzzle for Shazhu!

But this grandson didn't even say thank you to me."

“Hehe…” Wang Ping smiled and said, “Brother Damao, haven’t you figured it out yet?

I'm sorry, Brother Zhuzi.

Otherwise, for someone who values ​​his reputation so much, would he be able to leave in the middle of a banquet?"

"Tsk!...How come I didn't see that? This grandson is embarrassed..."

Xu Damao muttered something quietly, but didn't continue to dwell on the topic.

Then, he stretched his head towards Wang Ping and said, "Pingzi, what I just told you..."

Wang Ping smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Brother Damao, I just happened to meet him when I was in the countryside, so I introduced him to Brother Zhuzi.

Otherwise, how can a young man like me get to know people? "

"You met him in the countryside?" Xu Damao was shocked and asked excitedly, "Pingzi, where did you meet him?"

"It's at the reception desk of the Red Star Commune!" Wang Ping said, and then briefly introduced Li Yuru's experience.

"Hey!..." Xu Damao slapped his thigh hard and said in great annoyance: "The last time I went to Qinjia Brigade, I passed by the door of the reception desk.

At that time, I hesitated for a moment...whether to go in and spend the night.

As a result, I didn't go in to save some accommodation costs.

You said...if I had gone in at that time, would Shazhu's wife be my wife now?"

"Brother Damao, don't regret it." Wang Ping said with a smile: "Even if you had gone in at that time, Sister Li would not have become your wife."

"Uh!..." Xu Damao was stunned for a moment and looked at Wang Ping in confusion, "Pingzi, what do you mean?"

"Sister Li has two children with her!" Wang Ping replied, "Her condition for marrying was to bring her two children with her.

Sister Li is so beautiful, and there are so many bachelors in the Red Star Commune, but Old Chen at the accommodation office searched for a long time and found no one who dared to take her over.

Why?

It’s because I can’t handle Sister Li’s conditions.

This is a meal for a family of three!

Why should I introduce Sister Li to Brother Zhuzi?

It’s because Brother Zhuzi is a cook.

Adding three more people to feed a family may seem as difficult as ascending to heaven to others.

But with Brother Zhuzi, it's not that easy, right? But it's not that difficult either."

"I..." Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, and his momentum weakened a bit, but he still said unwillingly: "I am a projectionist, and I am no worse than him, a cook."

“Haha...Brother Damao..." Wang Ping laughed and said, “Even if you can feed the extra three people, Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu will not agree!

You are their only son.”

These words made Xu Damao completely helpless.

He sighed heavily, raised his glass, and said to Wang Ping, "Okay! Let's stop talking about this and drink."

......

After Sha Zhu came out from Wang Ping, he walked towards the Chuihua Gate.

At this moment, the door of Yan Fugui's house was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Yan Fugui rushed out of the house with a roll of paper in his hand and walked hurriedly towards the door.

As a result, the two people came face to face.

Sha Zhu didn't care and casually greeted, "Uncle, go to the toilet!"

Yan Fugui also nodded and said "Yeah!"

But just when the two were about to pass each other, he sniffed, then grabbed Sha Zhu's arm and stopped him.

Sha Zhu looked over in astonishment, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Yan Fugui did not respond.

He just stared at the oil-paper bag in Sha Zhu's hand in the dim light of the yard.

His nose twitched from time to time.

"Silly, what's that in your hand?"

"Uncle, what I take is none of your business?" Sha Zhu said disdainfully.

"No!" Yan Fugui stared at the oil paper bag in Sha Zhu's hand and said viciously: "You are holding a roast chicken! I can smell it."

"So what if I smelled it?"

"I..." Yan Fugui realized that he really couldn't do anything, but he couldn't just let Sha Zhu go.

They haven't had any meat in their home for more than two months.

The aroma coming from the oil paper bag is so tempting.

When he thought of the greasy and tender roast chicken wrapped in the oil paper, his mouth started watering.

At this moment, Yan Fugui's brain was working rapidly...

No matter what, he had to have some meat today.

Even if I can't take all the roast chicken in Sha Zhu's hand, it would be good to take a small piece, or even just take a bite.