Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

In the front yard, Yan Bugui had gone out after dinner and started shoveling snow. Although it was still snowing heavily, as the manager he still had to set an example by cleaning up the ground, otherwise when the snow stopped, no one would be able to go out.

"Shua, hua, hua." Yan Bugui was shoveling the snow. Su Xingchen, who had just finished his meal in the house, also heard the noise outside, "Mom, it can't be that Third Uncle is shoveling snow outside, right?"

When Liu Lihua heard what Su Xingchen said, she pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the voices outside. "Don't tell me, it's probably true."

"Come on, I'll go out and help. There's nothing to do at home anyway." Su Xingchen put on his coat and went out with a shovel. As soon as he went out, the snow almost poured into the house. Su Xingchen quickly closed the door to prevent the snow from pouring in.

Looking at the pile of snow, Su Xingchen couldn't help but sigh. This was only the first day of the blizzard. He didn't know how destructive it would be in the next seven days. He shook his head and didn't bother to think about it. He just let it go. While wearing gloves, he shouted to Yan Bugui across from him, "Uncle, are you shoveling snow? Let me help you."

"Hey, good boy. I thought you would stay in the house and not come out. Unlike my bad boy, he won't come out even if I tell him to." Yan Bugui said with a smile when he heard Su Xingchen's voice.

"Wake up, uncle. There's nothing wrong with staying at home. We don't know when the snow will stop. It would be bad if you catch a fever due to the cold if you go out. After all, you can't get medicine now." Su Xingchen comforted Yan Bugui.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's hurry up and shovel the yard, otherwise we won't be able to get out when the snow stops." Yan Bugui shouted at Su Xingchen.

"Okay." Su Xingchen said and started to work.

Yan Bugui and Su Xingchen worked from morning till noon to shovel almost all the snow in the front yard, and they piled the accumulated snow into the dry well in the front yard. Although the blizzard showed no sign of stopping, it would not pile up so quickly in a short time.

"Okay, we're tired after a morning of work, it's time to go back and have a rest. By the way, Chenzi, do you have anything to eat at home?" Yan Bugui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Su Xingchen.

After hearing what Yan Bugui said, Su Xingchen thought that Yan Bugui had no food at home and was going to ask him for some. That was right, Yan Bugui would definitely not take his words seriously, and there were so many people eating at his house, so it was possible that there was not enough food at home.

Su Xingchen picked up the shovel and looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Yes, what's wrong, Uncle?"

But what Yan Bugui said next surprised Su Xingchen. "That's good. I was worried that you didn't have any food at home. If you don't have anything to eat at home, come to me and I'll get you some food. You two can save some food and hold on until the snow is over."

"Hey, Third Uncle, you forgot, didn't you? I reminded you at the beginning. I told you to store more food as it might snow heavily. How could I forget?" Su Xingchen shook his head and said to Yan Bugui with a smile.

"Oh, look at my brain. I didn't care at all when you said it, but who knew it would come true. Fortunately, I didn't sell the fish I caught, otherwise my family would have to eat rice porridge every day." Yan Bugui patted his head and said. "By the way, Chenzi, how long do you think this heavy snow will last?"

"If I remember correctly, there are still six days." Su Xingchen thought for a while and said.

"Ah? It's taken so long. Come on, let's just wait slowly." Yan Bugui shook his head helplessly and said.

"Okay, Third Uncle, it's almost time, go home and wait for dinner. You're exhausted this morning." Su Xingchen said to Yan Bugui with a smile, "By the way, Third Uncle, if you don't have anything to eat at home, you can come to my house to find me. My mother and I have stored enough food."

"Oh, no, no, there's enough at home. Let's go home, it's very cold outside." Hearing what Su Xingchen said, Yan Bugui couldn't help but smile. It seemed that Su Xingchen was quite nice to people. He was willing to share food with his family in such weather.

"Okay, then I'll go home." Su Xingchen turned around and went home directly. The main reason was that he was really a little hungry. He had consumed a lot of energy this morning. He would ask his mother to make him some stir-fried pork with peppers and some spicy and sour potato shreds with fragrant rice. Wow, it was amazing!

Because of the snowstorm, everyone had nothing to do, and each family in the yard started preparing for cooking early. Soon the yard was filled with fragrance.

Yi Zhonghai, who was still sleeping, was also awakened by the smell. It was mainly because he shoveled snow in the middle courtyard, and He Daqing and He Yuzhu also shoveled it clean when they had nothing to do. The smell of cooking at noon drifted directly to Yi Zhonghai's house. Compared with the food in other houses, the smell of He Daqing's was more impactful. Who can blame him for being a chef?

After Yi Zhonghai woke up, he found that he was alone in the room. It was time for dinner. "Hey, when will this day end?" Yi Zhonghai couldn't stand it on the first day. What was this? In his later life, Su Xingchen had stayed at home for several months. Fortunately, it was the New Year and there was food at home, otherwise he would have starved. But that period was really hard to endure, but it was several months, not just one day now. You can even come and go as you like, as long as you can get out.

Yi Zhonghai smelled the fragrance in the yard and shook his head, then got up and prepared to cook. It was impossible to eat cakes at noon today. If he ate cakes today, he was afraid that he would not be able to defecate. Yi Zhonghai thought about it and decided to cook some noodles. Although he only got a handful of dry noodles from the deaf old lady, it should be enough for him.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai did not hesitate and got up to cook the noodles. When the water boiled, Yi Zhonghai put the noodles in, dripped a few drops of sesame oil and served them in a bowl. Looking at the plain noodles, Yi Zhonghai felt that it was a bit difficult to swallow. He simply took out the pickles of the deaf old lady.

The moment Yi Zhonghai opened the jar, he was almost vomited by the stench, "Yue~, this... yue~, what is this old lady eating?" Yi Zhonghai retched and quickly closed the lid. The main reason was that the smell was too stinky. This stuff was much stinkier than Jia Zhang's shit.

Jia Zhang, who is now queuing in the underworld: ??? I have a question, why don’t you let me go even though I’m dead?