Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Ye Wenwu had just put his things in place and took the opportunity to tidy up the entire house before it got dark.

There were also some chirping sounds coming from the yard. I guess it was because the people who worked had just returned from get off work, and the yard naturally became lively.

"Dad, why are you back so late today? Do you know what I just saw? Ye Wenwu came back this afternoon with a lot of stuff hanging on his bicycle. Go and see if you can get anything. There are so many mouths to feed at home!"

When she saw her husband Yan Bugui coming back on a bicycle, the third aunt stopped the work in her hands, threw it on the chair and went to greet him.

"hiss..."

"We have to hurry up and don't let the Jia family find out. If they do, we won't get anything."

Hearing what the child's mother said, the third uncle Yan Bugui took a breath, quickly got off the bike, pushed the bicycle into the third aunt's arms, and walked towards the east wing.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, and then I saw a thin man with a pair of glasses tied with tape on his face, his eyes rolling around looking around.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

When he saw the uninvited uncle Yan Bugui at the door, and thought about the time he met the third aunt when he came back, he knew what Yan Bugui was planning.

But then again, don't hit a smiling person. The third uncle smiled and rubbed his hands as if he was embarrassed and said:

"Wenwu, I heard from your third aunt that you bought a lot of things when you came back last night."

"Well, the food and seasonings my parents left behind were eaten by the people in the compound. So I went out to buy some this afternoon. Otherwise, I won't even have anything to eat. Is there anything wrong with that, Third Uncle?"

You have to know that his parents had stored food at home for three whole months, but this group of people ate it all up three days after his parents passed away. They were all so greasy that their faces were greasy.

The third uncle Yan Bugui also looked a little uncomfortable. He was also involved in this matter, and as the manager he got a relatively large share. Now facing Ye Wenwu's words, even his thickest skin turned red. However, since he had taken it home, there was no reason for him to take it out.

"It's okay, it's okay. I just came to see if you need any help. We're from the same compound. Your parents are gone but we're still here. If you have any questions, just let me know."

The third uncle Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly and continued, "Wenwu, if there is nothing else, the third uncle will go back. The house is still waiting for me to clean up."

After saying this, he was about to step out of the threshold with his left foot when Ye Wenwu stopped him.

"Uncle, I really need your help with something here. Now that you are here, I am too lazy to make another trip."

Of course Ye Wenwu would not let his third uncle Yan Bugui go so easily. These people had emptied all the food in his house, so how could he let them go so easily?

The third uncle Yan Bugui paused, his expression changed for a while, and then he admitted defeat and said, "Wenwu, what's the matter?"

"Third Uncle, my parents just passed away, and I have no source of income. In addition, the pension and work quotas given by the factory are all with First Uncle. Could you please discuss with First Uncle and give these things to me? Of course, our previous affairs will be written off."

Since the system has issued this task, I have to think of a way to solve it. Uncle Yan Bugui just now feels a little guilty for eating food from my family. If I don't seize this opportunity, it will not be so easy next time.

“This!!!” The third uncle Yan Bugui thought about it and felt a little guilty. He had a pretty good relationship with Ye Wenwu’s parents. It was not right for him to add insult to injury after the couple passed away.

Another point is that the work quota and pension were first given to the old man by the factory for safekeeping. Even if Ye Wenwu went to ask for it himself, the old man would not refuse to give it. Perhaps it was Ye Wenwu who was afraid that the old man would refuse to give it. After all, what he did before was not authentic enough.

"Third uncle?" Ye Wenwu called softly.

"Hey," the third uncle quickly came back to his senses and responded, patting Ye Wenwu on the shoulder and sighing:

"You! Don't think too much. Old Yi is still easy to talk to. Since I have said it before, just leave this matter to me."

Ye Wenwu stared at Yan Bugui's back. Although Third Uncle Yan Bugui said nice things, he still had to put double quotation marks around whether he could get him back.

Ye Wenwu had just closed the door when hurried footsteps were heard from outside.

"Wenwu, are you home? Sister Qin wants to talk to you about something. Please open the door!"

The only person with the surname Qin in the entire courtyard is Qin Huairu, the daughter-in-law of the Jia family.

To be honest, Ye Wenwu didn't want to open the door. In the entire courtyard, the person he least wanted to deal with was Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu was born in Xiaoqinzhuang, west of Sijiu City. Her ancestors had been digging in the fields for generations, and she was a village beauty in the village.

Originally, Qin Huairu was introduced to Ye Wenwu's family by a matchmaker. Unfortunately, Ye Wenwu's parents were sharp-sighted and felt that Ye Wenwu could not control Qin Huairu. The key point was that Qin Huairu was indeed beautiful, so they rejected this blind date.

As luck would have it, Jia Dongxu from the Central Courtyard fell in love with Qin Huairu at first sight. After much pestering, his mother, Jia Zhang, agreed to the marriage and used a dowry of ten yuan to marry Qin Huairu.

Although Qin Huairu gave birth to a son and a daughter for the Jia family, Qin Huairu did not have a city hukou and could not receive ration money. She could only do odd jobs at home. Her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, was very dissatisfied with having an extra mouth to feed at home.

However, Jia Dongxu did have very good conditions at that time. He was a handsome man with a square face. He was a worker at the Red Star Steel Mill. He had a stable job and a stable income. He also had elders who could help take care of his children, so it was definitely a piece of cake for him to find a city hukou.

Qin Huairu, who married into the courtyard house, naturally attracted a group of hot-blooded young men because of her beautiful appearance. Ye Wenwu was one of them. All his pocket money went into Qin Huairu's pocket, and Ye Wenwu never even touched Qin Huairu's clothes.

"Qin Huairu, what do you want?"

Ye Wenwu opened the door and said expressionlessly. After all, he had no confidence that he could solve the problem that even Dorgon could not solve.

Seeing Ye Wenwu's expression, Qin Huairu felt a little uneasy. She had never had such an expression on Ye Wenwu's face when she met him in private. Every time he met Ye Wenwu, he was shy like a little lamb.

It may be because Ye Wenwu’s parents just passed away, and I have neglected to comfort him in the past few days. I guess the little sheep is angry and just needs to be coaxed!