I messed up the Siheyuan

"Isn't today the day that Sister Guihua and Brother Cheng return home after three days of reconciliation?"

"After returning home, Sister Guihua told her parents about her hunger."

"As a result, when she came back after reconciling with Cheng Ge, she brought back two bags, one large and one small."

"The big bag contains 50 kilograms of corn flour, and the small bag contains 10 kilograms of white flour."

"According to Sister Guihua, his parents will return the food next month."

When Liu Guangtian said this, Wang Ping was surprised.

"In broad daylight, I watched when Brother Jie Cheng and the others returned this morning."

"But I went to my father-in-law's house with empty paws."

"This time when I came back, I brought back so much food."

"Brother Jie Cheng, is he so embarrassed?"

"Hehe..." Liu Guangtian smiled mockingly, "If Brother Jie Cheng feels embarrassed, then he is not the son of the Third Uncle.

And ah! ...

Compared to Jie Cheng's shamelessness, what the uncle did was really too much!

Logically speaking, since the in-laws gave so much food, the new daughter-in-law should be well fed for dinner!

But the third uncle... hehe...

For dinner, everyone in their family, including Sister Guihua, had two steamed buns and a pickled radish.

When Sister Guihua saw that this was what they had for dinner, she didn’t mind at first.

She thought...the food from her house had just been brought in and she hadn't had time to cook it for dinner!

As it turns out, that wasn't the case at all.

After dinner, the third uncle held a special family meeting.

At the meeting, the third uncle said three things.

First, from then on, the fixed amount for each person for each meal was two steamed buns and a pickled vegetable.

Of course, during holidays, you can add more meals depending on the situation.

Second, the third uncle said that his leg disease had come back and it was a bit difficult for him to walk. So, Brother Jie Cheng's new bicycle had to be lent to him for a while.

Article 3..."

At this point, Liu Guangtian was probably too angry to continue talking after he said "Pooh" loudly.

"The third point is that Brother Jie Cheng is now married and has a formal job.

What the third uncle meant was that he wanted Brother Jie Cheng to give him 15 yuan of pension every month in the future.

When Sister Guihua heard these three conditions, she became furious.

He first rushed into the kitchen of the third uncle's house and carried the two bags of grain he brought back to his own room.

Then, she started to make a fuss with the third uncle about dividing the family property!

However, they argued for a long time and the third uncle didn't give in.

There is still a lot of trouble about this matter!"

"hiss!..."

Liu Guangtian's words made Wang Ping stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and said with a chuckle: "Uncle San is really cruel! He wants to squeeze Brother Jie Cheng completely dry!"

“Who said it wasn’t true?” Liu Guangtian nodded sympathetically, then said angrily, “No uncle would do things this way.

His mother's family brought so much food, but he only gave them two steamed buns and a pickled vegetable.

What is he going to do?

He saved so much food, is he going to sell it outside or what?"

“Hehe…” Wang Ping smiled and said, “Guangtian, I really let you guess it. I’m afraid the Third Master is really planning this.”

"Ah!..." Liu Guangtian was surprised and looked at Wang Ping in confusion, "Brother Ping, this...

Where do you plan to sell this grain, Uncle? "

"The black market in East City!" Wang Ping lowered his voice and whispered, "Guang Tian, ​​you don't know.

Nowadays, food is the most in-demand commodity in the East City black market.

Um!...

A pound of corn flour costs one dollar.

A pound of white flour costs less than three yuan.

At this price, as long as someone sells it, someone will buy it immediately.”

"Hiss!..." Liu Guangtian took a breath, "Brother Ping, this price is too exaggerated, right?"

"Is it an exaggeration?" Wang Ping shook his head, "Not at all.

To tell you the truth, I have a friend who spent more than half a month in the black market in Dongcheng, and he didn't meet anyone selling grain.

This is the East City Black Market... There's no food for sale?

You can imagine...

The current market situation has become extremely tense.

If the two bags of grain that Sister Guihua brought back were taken to the black market in Dongcheng, with a slightly higher price, they could easily be sold for a hundred yuan.

If we come across a family that has run out of food, we might even be able to exchange some small yellow croakers for them!"

"Wow!..." Liu Guangtian said in amazement: "Such a huge profit!

No wonder the Third Master has lost all his dignity!"

"Hehe!..." Wang Ping smiled mockingly, "Third uncle is more than just shameless.

His eyes are red now.

The profit from food alone is one hundred yuan!

And that brand new bicycle!

I have a leg disease and can't walk, so I have to ride a bicycle...

whispering sound!...

In broad daylight, do you believe it?

"As long as Uncle Sanye rides on Brother Jiecheng's bicycle for one day, he will never get it back."

"Huh!..." Liu Guang let out a long breath, a trace of realization appeared on his face, and he said in a faint voice: "The food that Sister Guihua brought back was one hundred.

Even if you have a ticket, you still have to spend two or three hundred yuan to buy a bicycle.

In addition, when Sister Osmanthus was arguing today, she also said...

Before she married Jie Chengge, her father gave the third uncle three hundred yuan.

The third uncle needs fifteen dollars for pension every month!

Good job! ...

This is nearly a thousand dollars.”

"So, Third Master's eyes turned red!" Wang Ping said with a smile, "It's just that Sister Guihua is strong and he can't beat her.

Otherwise, he would have to grab it directly!"

......

While Wang Ping and Liu Guangtian were teasing the Yan family, Yan Fugui was also at home angrily scolding the three aunts.

"Tell me about you..."

"You have no sense!"

"Why couldn't you hide the food that Jie Cheng's wife brought back?"

"You just piled them up randomly in the kitchen. Are you trying to show off how much food we have at home, or what?"

Although the third uncle is a weak teacher, he still has great authority at home.

When he started to scold people, no matter whether they were his aunts or his children, generally no one dared to contradict him in person.

So, when he scolded the third aunt, she just listened there with her head lowered.

It was not until he stopped talking with a dry mouth and picked up the teacup on the table and began to drink water that the third aunt said a little aggrievedly: "Master, my daughter-in-law brought back the food and put it directly in the kitchen.

There are two bags, one big and one small, weighing dozens of kilograms!

I...

Even if I wanted to hide it, I couldn't carry it!

Besides, we only have two rooms at home, where can I hide two bags of grain that big?"

The third aunt's words made Yan Fugui extremely angry.

He slammed the teacup in his hand heavily on the table, making a 'bang' sound.