Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

The next day is New Year’s Eve. This year there is no 30th, so the 29th is 30th.

You can hear the hustle and bustle in the yard early in the morning. The men are busy cleaning the yard, the women are busy cleaning the house, and boiling water for washing and cutting the children's hair.

Children are the most excited because Chinese New Year means delicious food. As for clothes, forget it because even if they do get them, they will only be for the eldest.

Isn't there a saying that goes, "The eldest wears new clothes, the second wears old clothes, and the third wears ragged clothes?" As for the fourth child, he can only wear whatever he likes, as long as his butt is not exposed.

There was talking and laughing in the yard. When they saw children making mistakes, they would say a few words. It was not customary to beat children during the Chinese New Year. Even Liu Haizhong did so.

Therefore, the four words “big New Year’s Day” are the salvation of the bright and blessed days.

When Yi Ping'an woke up, he found that his father and his aunt had already gotten up and came to the kitchen following the noises.

Her aunt was packing ingredients in the kitchen. She put the things that couldn't be eaten today in a small jar and asked Yi Ping'an to put it in the west wing. There was no heating in the wing, so it could be used as a natural refrigerator.

Yang Cuiyun took out breakfast for Yi Ping'an, which had been warming in the pot, and told him to eat it quickly. The millet porridge was served with steamed buns made of two grains of flour and some pickled vegetables made by her aunt. It tasted delicious.

Speaking of their steamed buns made from two kinds of flour, it was Yi Ping'an's request, with a ratio of 8:2 between white flour and corn flour, and the corn flour is finely processed.

In Yang Cuiyun's words: Compared with white flour steamed buns, this is just different in color. It even tastes better than white flour steamed buns.

The flour that Yi Ping'an took out was "75 flour", which is called "Fuqiang flour" in today's terms. Most people cannot afford it. It is expensive, but mainly because it is scarce and usually specially supplied.

The millet has no sand in it, not even a husk of bran.

To Yang Cuiyun and the others, these were all fine grains, so the couple were reluctant to eat them and wanted to leave them for Yi Ping'an. However, Yi Ping'an would definitely not agree and threatened them that if they did not eat together, he would not eat either. So the whole family ate them, but they only steamed a few every day, just enough for one day.

Out of the courtyard.

I saw his father busy directing everyone to clean up things in the middle yard, push out the garbage, and put things in order. It was a new year and a new beginning.

Yi Ping'an has many houses across the courtyard, and there is only coal and firewood in the yard. Yi Ping'an keeps them neatly arranged. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, the late stage kind.

Sha Zhu was more diligent today and cleaned up his pigsty. It was finally presentable. It was not easy. It's really not good to have no wife.

The most diligent one is Qin Huairu. There are so many dirty clothes in the basin. Most of them are from Jia Dongxu and Banggeng, and there are not many from her and Jia Zhangshi.

Yi Pingan walked up to his father and said to him, "Dad, are you almost done?"

"Almost there. What's the matter? Is there something?" Yi Zhonghai thought his son had something to ask him.

"After we're done, let's go to the bathhouse to take a shower, get a back rub, get a haircut, etc. It's New Year's Day." Yi Ping'an mainly wanted to get a haircut. He always took a shower in the space, so there was really no mud on his body.

"You can wash it, right? Why do you need to go to the bathhouse?"

Sometimes Yi Zhonghai really didn't know what his son was thinking, anyway, he couldn't figure it out. If Yi Zhonghai were a modern person, he would understand, this is called being picky.

"It's the New Year, so we have to rub it. Besides, don't you want to get a haircut? Well, let's go together. The earlier we go, the earlier we can come back." Yi Ping'an hugged Yi Zhonghai's arm and shook it twice.

"You? Okay, I'll go right away." Yi Zhonghai was so happy that his heart was bubbling with joy, but he still spoke with reserve.

The grandfather and grandfather went home and called Yang Cuiyun, and the three of them went to the nearest bathhouse. They went early because if they went late, not only would there be too many people, but the water in the pool would also not be clean.

He took a comfortable bath and had his back rubbed. Yi Zhonghai felt comfortable after the rub, but Yi Ping'an's skin was left red and nothing was rubbed off. The master who was giving him the back scrub felt embarrassed because nothing was rubbed off and the customer had wasted his money.

Yi Zhonghai also said to him, why do you need to take a bath when you are so clean? Yi Ping'an just smiled and said nothing.

The family of three came out of the bathhouse clean and tidy, with their hair cut and faces shaved. Of course, this was only Yi Zhonghai, while Yi Ping'an was the guy with no beard on his face.

When we arrived at the courtyard, some people have already started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. There are only two meals a day, and dinner is usually eaten early because the day is short. If we eat late, we have to turn on the lights, which wastes electricity.

Now the electricity bill is shared equally according to the number of light bulbs. Higher-wattage light bulbs cost more, so the entire courtyard is almost all 15-watt bulbs, which are really just a tiny bit bright.

And we also supervise each other. We can't order too late. If your family orders too much, my family will have to share your portion as well, which is definitely not acceptable.

Besides, if you use a light bulb too much, it will break. Don’t you have to buy a new one if it breaks?

Yi Ping'an doesn't care. His electricity bill is calculated separately and has an independent electricity meter.

Yan Bugui was writing Spring Festival couplets in the hallway. When he saw the family of three coming back, he said, "Old Yi, how many Spring Festival couplets will you keep this year? I have thought of some good words."

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and said, "Six pictures, please. We also need to paste the small moon gate and corner gate on the Ping'an side. Please write them better."

"Okay, just wait and see." Yan Bugui said as he began to dip the brush in ink and start writing.

It is hard for Yi Ping'an to say whether the words are good or not, but the calligraphy of the third uncle is really good, and you can tell at a glance that he has practiced it specially.

In Yi Ping'an's previous life, he had seen some netizens analyze that the third uncle was born into a small business family. After he came here, although no one had said anything, judging from this handwriting, the third uncle's family must have had some background in the past and he would not have been a hired farmer.

Yi Zhonghai put down five thousand yuan as a fee. Yan Bugui thought Yi was really generous and said he would help paste it up after he finished writing.

When Yi Ping'an heard this, he thought, this is quite thoughtful service.

Seeing them coming back, Sha Zhu came with Yu Shui. Sha Zhu had already made plans. This year, the food was abundant, and he wanted to show off his skills. Yang Cuiyun helped him prepare, and Yu Shui also helped wash the vegetables.

Yi Zhonghai also has to check the hygiene inside and outside the house, as it is a matter of face. The most idle person in the family is Yi Ping'an, as he really has nothing to do.

Yi Ping'an saw that it was not a good idea to just sit there doing nothing, so he decided to find something to do, like setting off some firecrackers or something.

He came to the side room, untied the firecrackers, and set them off one by one, which was quite exciting. He knew how to do this in his previous life.

There were more than 100 of them, and this string of whips only had bangs. He wanted to get one worth , but there were none for sale, and there were so many. He also took two double-bang whips and called Yu Shui out.

When we got outside the yard, we saw children of all ages running and playing wildly.

Yi Pingan found a place with few children and played the double bangs. When they were played, the whole Nanluoguxiang could hear them. They were the real deal.

The children stopped playing and just looked at him, with longing in their eyes.

Yi Ping'an was rarely happy today. Ever since his mother passed away, he had been celebrating the New Year alone. Including the twenty years in his previous life, he had celebrated the New Year alone for half of his two lives combined.

But now he has someone to spend the New Year with, and he is happy, very happy.

He gave the small whip in his hand to Yu Shui and the Xiangtou as well, letting her play with them, and then Yi Ping'an went home.

He took out the untied firecrackers and went out again. When he reached the gate, the group of children were watching Yu Shui setting off small firecrackers with envy. Some were even giving advice. Yi Ping'an felt a little sad, as he was like this when he was a child in his previous life.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, it’s all in the past.

He shouted, "Everyone come here and line up. Each person has two small whips. The big ones teach the small ones how to use them. You can't hit your hands or hit others. Do you hear me?"

When the children in the alley heard this, they all came over and lined up obediently. While Yi Ping'an was untying the ties, he kept telling them to be careful, otherwise they would be confiscated.

The children also agreed obediently. He didn't give firecrackers to the children who were too young. Isn't that asking for trouble? What if they get upset? Just like Bang Geng and Yan Jiekuang, they are two years old and three years old. Setting off firecrackers at such a young age? What kind of trouble is that? These two didn't cry, they just watched the older children set off firecrackers.

Some of the children were from other institutions, and Yi Ping'an also gave them to them. He didn't mind that, and he was happy today, so he just treated it as coaxing the children.

Some of the children who got the firecrackers first ran back and said that there were firecrackers over there. As a result, more and more children came, and finally all the firecrackers were distributed.

Yi Ping'an didn't give any more. Later, the children who didn't get any were envious but didn't want them either. Children nowadays are really sensible.

The children smiled happily. Those who knew him called him Brother Ping'an, and the younger ones called him Uncle Ping'an. Those who didn't know him also asked other children who he was, as if they wanted to remember him.

Looking at their smiling faces, Yi Ping'an also smiled. It turned out that the cubs were the cutest.

The consequence of this incident was that Yi Ping'an became very popular among all the kids in Nanluoguxiang.