Siheyuan: There are seven fairies in my house, I am so busy

No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, Beijing, yes, it is the three-courtyard compound in the TV series “Love in the Courtyard”.

Opposite the house of the third uncle Yan Fugui in the front yard, in a small room separated from the east wing of the front yard, a young man in his 20s was sleeping soundly.

Mr. Sun has been working very enthusiastically for several hours. The children have all gone to school, but this man has not yet gotten up. Considering his age in this era, such behavior is a very rare thing.

It was already 9 o'clock and he was still lying in bed. Strangely, no one had disturbed him yet.

An old lady in her 60s outside the east wing looked up at the position of the sun, then stood up and walked into the house.

She came to the little room of her good grandson Zhang Jialiang, lifted the door curtain and walked in, and saw Zhang Jialiang lying on his bed.

Hearing the sound of his grandmother coming in, Zhang Jialiang opened his blurry eyes.

"My dear grandson! It's past 9 o'clock, get up and eat something.

There is cornmeal porridge in the pot, and a steamed bun made of two grams of flour, which I specially reserved for you. Grandma will also cut some pickles for you. Eat them while they are hot!

How much did you say you drank last night?

Drinking is harmful to your health. It's so uncomfortable. Drink less next time, do you hear me?"

“I know, Grandma, I’ll get up right away.

It was Xu Damao's grandson! He insisted on thanking me and stewed a hen. He just drank a little too much yesterday.

I will pay attention next time and not drink so much, don't worry, grandma!"

"now it's right!

Then you should get up quickly!

I'll get you some pickled vegetables, cut them into shreds, and add a drop of sesame oil. It will be delicious!"

"Okay, okay, I'll serve it right away. Of course it will taste good if you drizzle some sesame oil on it!

Grandma, you love me so much!

Sesame oil is so expensive, and our family only has a small amount for every few months.

If my mother knew, she would nag me!

You have to stop him when the time comes."

“No, and what’s wrong with giving my good grandson some sesame oil?

I only have this one precious grandson, if I don’t give you the food, who else should I give it to?

If she dares to say anything about you, tell her to come to me!

Besides, your mother cares about you more than I do. She definitely won’t scold you. At most, she’ll nag you for a few words. Just pretend you didn’t hear it.

Not to mention a little sesame oil, even if my dear grandson wants to eat meat, grandma will find a way to buy it for you."

As the old lady of the Zhang family spoke, she walked out to prepare pickles for her beloved grandson.

Zhang Jialiang quickly got up, dressed, and after washing up, he looked at the only small mirror in the house which had a broken corner. In the mirror was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The reason why he said it was familiar was because he had been seeing this face for 20 years since he was a child, and he was already very familiar with it.

He is said to be strange because he is not from this world. It has been a month since he traveled to the world of Siheyuan. In the original world, he did not look like this. He was much more handsome than he is now.

Although this face cannot be said to be ugly now, it is much worse than before. However, even so, among the younger generation in the courtyard, he is the only one worth your attention except Jia Dongxu.

Sha Zhu's old face has grown too fast. It has not changed since he was 16 years old. It is a one-step process. Sha Zhu is only 23 years old now, but he looks like a man in his 30s. It is estimated that there will not be much change when he is 40 years old.

And Xu Damao's long donkey face is also hard to look at.

As for others, such as Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiecheng, there is even less room for doubt.

Jia Dongxu is older and already married, so among the unmarried young men in the courtyard, Zhang Jialiang is the undisputed handsome one, who else but me?

Zhang Jialiang sat at the dining table with a cornmeal steamed bread in his hand, chewing it with pickles in big mouthfuls. It was really hard to imagine that when he just traveled through time, he found these foods hard to swallow. They felt too harsh on the throat and had no oil or moisture. It tasted like chewing dry firewood.

But after being slapped and educated by reality, he quickly faced the reality. His hungry stomach and strong stomach acid defeated his superficial strength.

After a few days, I could eat cornmeal steamed buns, and as time went by, I felt that these things tasted more and more delicious.

As the only son in the family, he has been the most privileged person since he was born. He can occasionally eat steamed buns made of two-grain flour. Apart from him, only the old lady in his family has the qualification to eat steamed buns made of two-grain flour.

As for the other people in the family, including the father who passed away a few years ago, as well as the mother, two older sisters, and five younger sisters, they had never touched these steamed buns made of two grains of flour, and they had never even thought about eating them.

"Grandma, how was your breakfast?

Let's have some steamed buns made of 20g flour. Let's finish them off with some pickled vegetables dripping with sesame oil. They are so delicious!"

Zhang Jialiang broke off half of a steamed bun made of 20g of flour and placed it in front of his grandmother.

“Grandma doesn’t want to eat. She has already eaten and is very full.

I'm not hungry now, dear grandson, eat. Grandma likes to watch you eat with big mouthfuls. "

The old lady was very happy to see the steamed bun made of two grains of flour handed to her by her good grandson. Her good grandson was really sensible. He didn't eat alone and was always thinking about his grandma.

"I also like to watch my grandma eat, eat more, be healthy, and live to be 100 years old."

Of course Zhang Jialiang knew that grandma had eaten a little in the morning, but it certainly wasn’t much, and there was only one steamed bun made of two grains of flour. Grandma certainly couldn’t bear to eat it and left it all for him.

In that era, having a steamed bun made of two grains of flour and pickles drizzled with sesame oil for breakfast was considered a luxurious breakfast. He certainly couldn't eat alone in front of his grandmother, and his grandmother was old, so she should eat something that was easily digestible.

"100 years is too old. If I can live a few more years and see my lovely grandson get married, I will be satisfied."

“That won’t work!

Grandma, it’s not enough for you to just see me get married, you also have to see your great-grandson be born. I also want you to help me take care of the baby.

It’s best to wait until my son gets married, so you can see your great-grandson’s wife, so you have to eat more, health is the most important thing.”

Zhang Jialiang picked up the half bun and handed it to his grandmother, saying seriously that he knew what his grandmother valued most, which was of course the continuation of the Zhang family's bloodline. If he used this to persuade his grandmother, she would definitely agree.

"Okay, Grandma, eat it!

Grandma wants to live a few more years, hold her great-grandson, and watch her marry a wife!"

Sure enough, when the old lady heard about her great-grandson, she immediately smiled so hard that she couldn't stop. She picked up half a steamed bun made of two grains of flour and started eating it happily.

Just as Zhang Jialiang thought, although she ate some breakfast, she was reluctant to eat the steamed buns made of two grains of flour in order to leave some for her grandson.