Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

"Hey, Silly Zhu, don't refuse so quickly.

The four of us are kind-hearted, you can’t take our kindness for granted.”

Of course Yan Jiecheng would not give up easily.

Near the kitchen, the children were already starving and thirsty, looking at the chicken, duck, fish and meat on the chopping board and smelling the aroma wafting from the pot. They couldn't wait to rush in and chow down on the food.

But before that, they must first deal with the man in front of them.

Otherwise, the big iron spoon in He Yuzhu's hand is not for fun.

"Go, go, go, go somewhere cooler, don't disturb me while I'm working.

I am busy now. "

He Yuzhu waved his hand to drive him away.

Today is He Yuzhu's wedding day, and these four little bastards actually dare to call him Shazhu. They really don't give him any face at all.

Since they don't give him face, there's no need for He Yuzhu to give them face.

Besides, given their greedy nature, if they entered the kitchen, they would not steal just a little bit, but billions of little bits.

If the dishes prepared for the guests were spoiled, He Yuzhu could not afford to lose face.

"Silly Zhu, we brothers came here with good intentions to help, so forget it if you don't appreciate it.

But shouldn’t we give some indication of that?”

Seeing He Yuzhu's firm attitude, Yan Jiecheng did not force him. Instead, he stared at the steaming braised pork on the chopping board. His meaning was obvious.

He Yuzhu's expression changed. He had no intention of pampering them at all. He shouted sternly, "Get out of here before I get angry, or I'll let you know how powerful the spoon is."

The sound of an iron spoon breaking through the air was heard, and the four children finally woke up from their trance.

"Shazhu, you stingy guy, did you give birth to a son..."

Without waiting for Yan Jiecheng to finish his scolding, He Yuzhu rushed out and slapped him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"You little bastard, if you curse me again, I will beat you to death."

It would have been fine if Yan Jiecheng had just cursed He Yuzhu himself, but cursing He Feng was a big taboo.

"Silly Zhu, you...how dare you..."

Yan Jiecheng fell to the ground, covering his face with his hands, tears almost coming out.

He Yuzhu showed no mercy, kicked him again, and shouted coldly: "Get lost!"

The four children were frightened by this scene and ran out crawling.

I wanted to get some benefits from He Yuzhu, but I didn't expect that I didn't get to eat the meat, but got slapped in the face instead.

The noise of several children running away caught the attention of Yi Zhonghai who came out to hang out diapers.

Looking at Yan Jiecheng's swollen face, Yi Zhonghai put down the clothes in his hands, walked to the kitchen and asked He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, what happened?"

"Those little bastards from the Yan family came over and acted wild, so I taught them a lesson."

He Yuzhu lowered his head and stirred the soup pot, speaking nonchalantly.

"They are just a few kids, why are you bothering with them?"

Yi Zhonghai preached with the airs of an elder.

"If they scolded your Yi Cunxiao, I don't believe you would still say such words."

With just one sentence, He Yuzhu rendered Yi Zhonghai speechless.

Ever since adopting a son, Yi Zhonghai has put all his attention on him.

If someone does something bad to Yi Cunxiao, he will rush up and fight with that person.

……

It was afternoon, the sun was setting, and the guests came to the courtyard one after another.

The guests slowly sat down at the six tables in the central courtyard. They did not shrink back because of the cold weather. Looking at the steaming dishes on the chopping board in the kitchen, everyone felt warm in their hearts.

At the entrance of the banquet venue, Cheng Hao was sitting at a square table, holding a teacup in one hand and a pen on a large red paper in the other.

The last time Cheng Hao’s son celebrated his one-month anniversary, He Yuzhu served as the chef.

This time it was He Yuzhu's turn to hold the full moon banquet, so of course Cheng Hao had to come and help.

Of course, He Yuzhu was personally in charge of the kitchen, so it was not Cheng Hao's turn to worry about it. His job was to collect membership fees as the secretary.

He Yuzhu doesn't care much about the amount of the gift money, all he wants is the attitude.

Therefore, Cheng Hao's job was very easy. Apart from occasionally collecting money and making a few notes on red paper, he spent most of his time drinking tea and eating snacks.

"Brother Hao, how's the harvest?"

Cheng Hao had just taken a sip of tea when He Yuzhu's voice suddenly came from behind him.

“What else can I do? Most people just give one dollar and fifty cents as a token of appreciation.

All of them combined are not as much as the money you spend on the banquet.

You are at a loss this time."

Cheng Hao turned around and laughed.

"How can I lose money? Didn't a rich man give me ten dollars this morning?

It’s worth the price of a banquet.”

He Yuzhu responded with a smile.

It doesn’t matter how much money I collect, all I want today is to have fun.

It’s enough that Cheng Hao is willing to come.

"Oh, so you're taking advantage of me.

If I had known that others were so stingy, I wouldn’t have been so lenient.

Just give me fifty cents."

Cheng Hao pretended to complain unhappily.

"That won't do. Our brother Hao must act with dignity. How can a mere fifty cents be worthy of your status?"

"Tsk, that's all you can say.

Is the banquet ready? I am hungry."

Just a few snacks can't satisfy Cheng Hao's appetite. He came here for a big meal today.

"It's all ready, I came here to invite you.

What's the matter, Director Cheng, please do me a favor and come to the banquet."

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"I'll give you a favor today for Xiaofeng's sake."

Cheng Hao stood up and stretched his muscles, then prepared to go back to the table with He Yuzhu.

As soon as the two of them set off, someone came running over in a hurry.

Cheng Hao turned around and saw that it was Yan Bugui, the third uncle of the courtyard.

"Yan Bugui, you haven't paid your share yet."

Cheng Hao raised his hand to block Yan Bugui and said with a smile.

“Didn’t I just hand it in?

Have you forgotten? "

Yan Bugui leaned back slightly and asked in surprise.

"You just gave your neighbor in the front yard his share of the money, but you haven't given your own share yet."

Cheng Hao directly exposed Yan Bugui's lies.

"Uncle, what's wrong? Are you old and your brain isn't working well anymore?

If you can't even remember things like this, you'd better not teach.

So as not to mislead the young people."

Just now Yan Jiecheng and his friends ran into the kitchen to make trouble, and He Yuzhu was already feeling unhappy. How could he have a good face when he caught Yan Bugui trying to get away with it?

"Oh, look at my memory, I was in such a hurry just now that I forgot.

I will pay my share now."

Yan Bugui's face turned pale, but he still forced a smile and began to feel around.

In front of Cheng Hao and He Yuzhu, Yan Bugui did not dare to act rashly even though he was dissatisfied.

After searching his pockets for a long time, Yan Bugui couldn't take out a dime, so he smiled bitterly and said, "I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money with me. Isn't the banquet about to start?

I think, let me in first, and I can pay the share money in two days."

Cheng Hao could see through Yan Bugui's little trick. He just wanted to get away with it and get rid of the membership fee.

Before Cheng Hao could speak, He Yuzhu attacked first.

"Yan Bugui, my banquet has seven or eight delicious dishes. You can't even spend fifty cents and want to have a free meal. That's too much."