Siheyuan: Big City, Small Love

He Lai placed the old lady in the rocking chair, and the moment she rocked it, the old lady liked it.

"Little boy from the Li family, please make this chair for my old lady and send it to me. I like it." The old lady said with squinted eyes.

"No problem, old lady. I'll have it ready and send it to you in a few days."

"how much is it?"

"No need, just consider it as my filial piety to you!"

"No, that won't work. How can you take something from a young man for free? If the old lady doesn't get scolded, then you can take the 3 yuan."

"Thank you, old lady." Li Dawa took it helplessly.

"Just do it well." The deaf old lady began to shake.

The two little ones stopped reading and started teasing two younger ones, Little Shitou from the Li family and Little Zhang An from the Zhang family, one is 1 and a half years old and the other is 3 years old.

After all, He Lai had a lot of snacks, and soon the two little ones were laughing. Li Dawa and Zhang Ergou looked at He Lai with envy, and they had to let their sons hang out with He Lai. There must be something wrong.

The meal was served soon. He Lai sat next to the old lady, Wu Juan sat with Yu Shui in her arms, Li Dawa and his wife sat on one side, and the four children each had a bowl of egg custard and a pig's trotter.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal as they chatted and laughed.

The old lady also ate very comfortably because she and Aunt Yi ate together most of the time. Sometimes Aunt Yi would just put down the food and leave.

In a trance, I seemed to see my own child, and recalled that I hadn't had a meal with my son for a long time. I laughed so hard that tears filled my eyes. Everyone looked at a loss, not knowing what was going on.

Wu Juan and He Lai helped the old lady to the rocking chair. The deaf old lady took out her embroidered handkerchief and wiped her tears. She waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I just remembered my past."

But I didn't dare to tell anyone about my own affairs.

(After all, according to the normal classification of class status, she was a landlord, but in reality she was classified as a poor peasant. Thanks to the fact that she sold her house early, the previous tenants were gone, and the remaining people were from Director Lou and the Military Control Commission. Almost no one knew about her past.

She didn't go out, and Aunt Yi brought her meals. Of course, she also gave him some money, and reached an agreement with Yi Zhonghai that I would pay him and he would take care of her daily life. It can only be said that most of the money the deaf old lady got from selling the house was gone.)

I can only say that I think of my own children in the past, and I envy you all for having such a happy family. "The old lady is old and will soon be buried. I am sorry to make you youngsters laugh at her." The deaf old lady said again.

After lying in the rocking chair for a while, he let He Lai and Xiao Yushui help him go back to the house to lie down.

When I came back, I saw they were still chatting. Li Dawa and Zhang Ergou kept praising He Lai, hoping that he could take care of their own children at that time, and said that Wu Juan could just ask if she needed anything in the future.

After a while, the guests dispersed and went home.

A few days later, it was Saturday afternoon.

(There is no other way. I can’t write day by day. There is nothing in my mind. I have to hurry up and jump down.)

Xiao Yushui and He Lai stayed in the yard and did not go to the steel rolling mill or go out to play. He Lai lay down and read a Russian book, while Xiao Yushui ran around and made a fuss. Finally, He Lai came to see that his mother was about to get off work, so he pulled Xiao Yushui over to write traditional Chinese characters.

Little Yushui didn't understand why Brother Lai always picked the ones with more strokes for him to write, but Yushui was simple-minded and didn't think much about it. He Lai wrote whatever he was told to write and read whatever he was told to read, which made He Lai feel like he was punching cotton.

After writing the characters, they started to recite addition formulas, focusing on coordination and tacit understanding.

Xiao Yushui carried him on her back with her eyes closed, while He Lai supervised him while lying down with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he smelled delicious food, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Sha Zhu holding a lunch box in each hand, wandering around in front of the two little noses.

I haven't seen Shazhu for half a month, and I miss him so much. Yushui hugged Shazhu's thighs and kept shouting, "Brother, brother, I want to eat lion's head."

After all, this is the signature dish of Fengze Garden, and there is also a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork. Sha Zhu really remembered what his mother said last time.

The two kids quickly picked up their chopsticks and started eating the lion's head. Wow, it smelled really good. It was nothing like the junk from later generations. This was real food.

Sha Zhu also looked proud, "It's delicious, isn't it? This is authentic Huaiyang cuisine - braised lion's head, authentic Sichuan cuisine - fish-flavored shredded pork. I begged my master for this for a long time."

"Thank you, Brother Zhuzhu!"

"Thank you, brother! Give it to me." Xiao Yushui ate most of it and fed the rest to her brother. She left 4 pieces, the shredded pork with fish flavor, for Wu Juan to eat when she came back.

"Brother Zhuzi, have you learned the craft?"

"No, my master said it's still too early for me. I've learned about 3% to 4% of Sichuan cuisine, but I haven't learned the rest yet."

"Will Lion Head do it?"

"I know how to do it, but I need to practice."

"Then shall we practice tomorrow?"

"Okay!"

"Why don't we send a lion head to the old lady?" He Lai suggested.

Sha Zhu slapped his forehead and thought it was time to send one, so he took a bowl, picked up a lion's head and some shredded pork with fish flavor, and sent it over. After all, Sha Zhu was the one the deaf old lady had always protected.

Sha Zhu is carefree, heartless, kind-hearted, and a good cook, which makes the deaf old lady like him very much. Although he doesn't send much food, he will definitely do it if she asks him for something.

After a while, Sha Zhu came back with an empty bowl. He Lai started to tease Sha Zhu. "The deaf old lady must be very happy, my dear grandson, Sha Zhu."

"Hey, you dare to make fun of your Grandpa Zhu, I'll teach you a lesson." After saying that, he picked up He Lai and did a few windmills on the spot.

This made Yu Shui jump up and down and shout, "I want one too, brother, I want one too." Sha Zhu naturally agreed to her request and immediately hugged Yu Shui and spun around a few times. The three of them talked and laughed and had fun together.

As they were talking, He Daqing came back with a lunch box. Maybe he knew Sha Zhu would be back today, so he came back early to see him, after all, they hadn't seen each other for half a month.

He Lai quickly said, "Uncle He, come and taste Brother Zhuzi's cooking, it's delicious."

"Really? Then I have to try it!" He Daqing put down the lunch box, took the chopsticks and tasted it.

He slapped Sha Zhu directly. "You are so good, Sha Zhu. You didn't learn the real skills, but you learned the skills of cheating, right? I told you to cheat people for your grandpa, I told you to cheat people for your grandpa." He Daqing started to scold as soon as he disagreed with the words.

He Lai quickly stopped him, saying that he was just joking and Zhuzi didn't lie. He bowed to He Daqing and looked at Sha Zhu with an apologetic look. Sha Zhu waved his hand to show that he was fine.

"Hey, that's my senior brother. If Sha Zhu had this skill, he should be able to become a master. I should feel relieved too." He Daqing also said directly.

He Daqing is good at Tan's and Shandong cuisine, but he can also order other dishes. After all, he is a rare good cook in the city. Sha Zhu also lowered his head, knowing that he was still the same and needed practice.

Everyone fell silent. Yu Shui also hugged Sha Zhu, thinking that Sha Zhu had been beaten to a pulp.