Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

Let him go!" Jia Dongxu chased after him, grabbed Bang Geng and said, "Are you crazy? Do you want to get into trouble?"

"Oh? Will I get caught? I won't, I won't dare to do that again..." Banggeng suddenly regained his senses and started to cry loudly.

Bang Geng seemed to have perfectly inherited Jia Zhang's characteristic of losing his mind immediately when he saw the benefits. At this moment, he remembered that Ding Weidong was a public security officer.

"Comrade Ding, I put my things here, the child just wants to play with them..." Jia Dongxu said with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. Coincidentally, at this moment, Yan Bugui also walked out of his house and watched this scene from a distance.

"Discipline your child well, just give him two slaps and that's it." Ding Weidong said calmly, "If your child doesn't receive proper family education, someone will discipline him for you in the future."

"Yes... yes..." Jia Dongxu immediately raised his arm and slapped the stick twice. Although the force was not strong, it was enough to make him cry in pain.

"Stop crying! Go home quickly. If you do it again, I will punish you again!" Jia Dongxu glared and shouted, causing Banggeng to flee crying.

Shaking his head, Ding Weidong picked up a wet rag to wipe the rocking horse toy and carried it into the room. After playing outside for a while, Xiaoyu was called to the kitchen by Li Qingyu to drink soup, which gave Banggeng an opportunity to take advantage of it.

After entering the house, Ding Weidong heard the system's voice in his mind: "As a result of the punishment for Jia Geng, you will be rewarded with 20 unprocessed live chickens and 5 kilograms of pork belly."

He secretly said in his heart: "It's just some food, but I can't expect Banggeng to do anything special. Besides, I haven't done it myself yet."

Jia Dongxu went to the cooperative to buy a bar of Tuanjie brand soap. At this time, he happened to meet Yan Bugui who was carrying a broken pot lid.

"Sigh... Why did Uncle buy a new pot? Was the pot broken on New Year's Eve?" Jia Dongxu asked sarcastically.

"Jia Dongxu, you don't have to be so proud. I just don't have enough evidence. The one we used was the one whose bottom was blown off." Yan Bugui stared at Jia Dongxu closely: "The gunpowder should have been thrown in through the chimney. Who do you think did it?"

A shudder passed through Jia Dongxu, and he immediately thought that this matter was related to Banggeng. But he still said stubbornly: "Who knows who did this? I don't know anything either."

After saying that, he left in a hurry. While watching Jia Dongxu's back as he left, Yan Bugui muttered to himself: "It must be Bang Geng's doing. Just wait and see. If I catch any evidence, I will make you pay the price to wash away my shame this time."

He Yushui and Li Qingyu were responsible for preparing dinner, and they had already placed four plates of cold dishes on the table.

In the living room, Ding Weidong accompanied Xiao Yuer to listen to the radio broadcast. She was rocking on the toy rocking horse, holding the dock handrail with one hand to stabilize her body, and holding the doll in her hand with the other hand.

"Director Ding, Happy New Year." Xu Damao's voice came from outside the door, and he came with Lou Xiaoe.

He came as a guest, carrying two cans of ** beer and two bottles of red wine as gifts.

"Mr. Xu, the movie player, please come in. I didn't expect you to bring a gift when you visit me. This is my wife... Please sit down." Ding Weidong invited warmly.

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao took their seats one after another.

"Director, you can just call me Xiao Xu." Xu Damao showed an unusually respectful attitude: "It's better not to call me a movie player. It makes me feel a little strange."

"Then I'll call you Old Xu, since you seem older than me." Ding Weidong said with a smile. Of course, he would never call the other person Brother Damao. Because Xu Damao was not qualified at all. Besides, this person obviously had bad intentions and could not be a close friend.

Ding Weidong invited Xu Damao to have dinner together in order to understand the relationship among the factory's leadership.

At this time, Ding Weidong was making tea. He only needed to pour some tea leaves into the cup and then add hot water. This method of brewing was most suitable for Tieguanyin.

"Oh? This is Tieguanyin? Not broken black tea? Such quality is really top-notch." Lou Xiao'e said in amazement, "It's really not easy to find such good tea at this time."

"It was pure luck." Ding Weidong said calmly.

He was not interested in Lou Xiao'e. The Lou Xiao'e in front of him was indeed very similar to the one in the original novel: ordinary in appearance, a little fat, but with a good temperament.

Recalling the many novels related to this place that he had read, the time travelers in the novels all seemed to have provoked the Lou family, but Ding Weidong made it clear that he would not do that.

The table was filled with spicy preserved eggs, smoked fish, pig ears and a platter of rich-tasting noodles. A roast chicken was also torn into pieces and placed on a slightly larger plate.

"Oh, Chief Ding, you have prepared such a rich meal!" Xu Damao said with a smile as he looked at the table full of delicious food.

"The hot dishes will be here soon, six in total. Let's have some fruits first." Ding Weidong smiled and pushed over a fruit box.

There are many things in the fruit plate, such as milky hanging claws and sesame-flavored sunflower seeds. In addition, there are walnuts, roasted chestnuts, pistachios, raisins, etc.

"What is this called?" Xu Damao was quite surprised, holding a pistachio in his hand. He had never seen this thing before.

"This is pistachio! Very delicious." A child came over.

"Yes, this is the pistachio. By the way, the little boy's name is 'Xiao Yu', right?" Lou Xiao'e said with a smile, "You are so cute."

"Thank you, sister." Xiaoyuer's bright big eyes reflected his gratitude.

"Well, when you are free, go and play with your sister." Lou Xiao'e then hugged the child and played with him for a while. It was a pity that they were of the same generation and could not give him a red envelope, otherwise she would definitely give him a big bag of money.

"Why don't you go to the kitchen and take a look?" Xu Damao suggested with a smile.

"I'll go take a look. I heard the sound of water in the kitchen." Then Lou Xiao'e stood up and walked into the kitchen with the child.

Ding Weidong controlled the direction of the conversation with Xu Damao and listened to him say a lot of information, both good and bad. Finally, after distilling it, he roughly understood some facts about the factory that he wanted to understand.

At this moment, He Yushui and Li Qingyu brought out several hot dishes. Although Lou Xiao'e knew nothing about cooking, she could still help deliver them to the table.

He Yushui's cooking skills are really good. The minced meat fried vermicelli, cabbage stewed with lamb, and a small clay pot fish head tofu soup based on a large fish head, which weighed about ten pounds, were all very delicious; then there was a dish of potatoes and roast chicken, and then two stir-fried dishes were served, one was stir-fried pork kidney and liver, and the other was stir-fried lamb tripe.

At the banquet, the three women drank red wine; only Ding Weidong and Xu Damao drank Wuliangye, and as for Xiao Yuer, she had to drink carbonated drinks to go with her meal.

This table of rich dishes was decent enough to entertain even the rich in this era. This made Xu Damao very excited, and he felt that Chief Ding of the police station really valued him.

So Xu Damao hurriedly opened the bottle of Wuliangye, first poured wine for Ding Weidong, and then filled some for himself. Ding Weidong on the side was busy opening a bottle of red wine.

The door was open, and the aroma of food and wine filled the air, making the neighbor Yan's mouth water while they ate dry food and cabbage stewed in water.

"This... How can I eat this?" Yan Jiecheng put down the dry food in his hand.

"Give me some money!" Yan Bugui also put down the dry food in his hand.

"No money!" Yan Jiecheng angrily gnawed on his dry food. The cabbage in his bowl was stewed in a clear soup with only a little saltiness, and there was no fat at all.

Yan Bugui snorted a few times, then stood up and went out to wander around. He knew that Ding Weidong was inviting Xu Damao to dinner today, so he was thinking about whether there was a way to get some food in.

When Yan Bugui appeared at the door, Ding Weidong had just toasted with Xu Damao. "Are there any rules?" Ding Weidong frowned and said, "Even a polite child wouldn't run to someone's door at this time."

Yan Bugui responded with a thick face: "So, Director Ding, you are entertaining the guests, and I am just the third mediator to accompany you. After all, it is the New Year, and more people will make it more lively!"

In fact, Yan Bugui originally wanted to call himself "the third uncle", but he quickly changed his words after realizing that it was inappropriate. His words implied that he hoped to join in and have a free meal.

I silently thought to myself, "If I am allowed in this time, I will be able to eat and drink for free in the future."

Unexpectedly, Ding Weidong said coldly, "If you want it to be lively, you can set up a few more tables and invite all the residents of the big family to gather at your house. That's what it means to be lively! What about mediators? What kind of thing is that?" Then Ding Weidong swore again and slammed the door shut.

Xu Damao shook his head helplessly and said, "This old man Yan would even want to pluck the legs of a fly passing by him." He then toasted Ding Weidong and said, "I toast to you."

Afterwards, the two of them began to drink, one after another. When the bottle of Wuliangye was finished, Xu Damao's eyes widened and his mouth became difficult to control.

On the other hand, Yan Bugui was publicly humiliated by Ding Weidong, and his face turned red and blue. As soon as he left the door, he saw his good friend Yi Zhonghai who had returned exhausted.

"Old Yi, why are you so busy during this holiday? What did you do for so long out in the afternoon?" Yan Bugui asked curiously, "Tsk, tsk, what's that in your hand?"

Yi Zhonghai was seen holding a small sack that looked quite heavy.

Yi Zhonghai was slightly alerted by Yan Bugui's sudden attention, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and smiled, "It's because Zhuzi stayed at my house to celebrate the festival together... I went out to exchange some food for my return, otherwise there wouldn't be much food left to eat."

"Tsk tsk, so that's how it is." After hearing the answer, Yan Bugui swallowed and said, "Hey, Lao Yi, how about we celebrate the New Year together and have a drink?"

"Okay, then we'll each pay half." Yi Zhonghai said immediately: "The three of us will each prepare two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, and I'll pay for all the drinks."

Hearing this, Yan Bugui felt unhappy. If he shared the cost equally, he would be at a disadvantage, because he could not make dishes of the same quality at home.

"Never mind, it's meaningless." Yan Bugui said frustratedly, "It's just that Director Ding is too arbitrary. He made something that could have been discussed and negotiated into a contest."

"A lot of things happened during the few days he was here..."