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

After screwing the lid on, Yi Zhonghai quickly washed his hands. The smell was too strong. If the deaf old lady was here, she would definitely say, "How can it not be strong? Those are pickles that have been forgotten for more than a year." It's great that they haven't gotten moldy yet.

After washing his hands, Yi Zhonghai looked at the noodles in the bowl. Forget it, let's just keep it plain. At least there is sesame oil in it. It's not impossible to eat it with the aroma of other people's food in the yard. In this way, Yi Zhonghai ate all the plain noodles while smelling the aroma of various dishes in the yard. There was no other way. No one could stand eating pastries as the staple food for two consecutive meals. Eating too much of this stuff would give you heartburn.

After finishing his meal, Yi Zhonghai washed and slept on the bed again. Now Yi Zhonghai was eager to go to work. The main reason was that at least there was food for him to eat at the factory. If he continued to eat like this, he would die at home. Oh no, he would have nothing to eat soon, and he would starve to death at home.

People in the entire city of Sijiu are living in an orderly manner. It seems that there is no big impact except that they cannot go out. Of course, this is the case when there is food at home. After learning that not all residents have stored food at home, the authorities began to organize the dispatch of food and heating fuel, and contacted the street office staff to verify information and distribute food. However, all this takes time. Some people are already running out of food. Although they will not starve to death, they are destined to starve until the food is distributed.

Of course, he could also choose to borrow some food from his neighbors. But no one knew when the blizzard would end, let alone when someone would come to distribute food, so how could anyone be willing to lend out food so easily? This was exactly what happened to Yi Zhonghai. In the past two days, Yi Zhonghai had already eaten all the food he got from the deaf old lady, and even the cakes that others had given him. After he was hungry, he could only ask others to borrow food with a licking face.

He thought that if the cooks didn't steal, the crops wouldn't be harvested. With two cooks in He Daqing's house, how could there be nothing to eat? He was alone, so it shouldn't be a problem to borrow some food, right? Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes were black with hunger, but now he felt his steps were much lighter, and he walked quickly towards He's house.

"Knock knock knock, is Daqing home?" Yi Zhonghai walked to He Daqing's house, knocked on the door and then leaned against it. He felt that if he didn't eat something, he would faint. How could he endure such a life at his old age?

"Dad, is that Uncle Yi outside?" He Yuzhu was picking up meat with chopsticks when he heard Yi Zhonghai's voice coming from outside.

"It's him. What is he doing here? Can he set up a big table outside when I'm not at home in this kind of weather?" He Daqing complained with a frown.

"Then do you want me to open the door, Dad?" He Yuzhu put down his chopsticks and looked at He Daqing.

"Go to hell, I'm here to ask him why he's here." He Daqing walked to the door and shouted at Yi Zhonghai: "Old Yi, what's the matter?"

"Daqing, you are at home. Do you have any food at home? If so, can you share some with me? I don't have anything to eat at home, and I'm so hungry now." Yi Zhonghai said as he sat down on the ground. There was nothing he could do. He was so hungry!

He Daqing finally understood after hearing what Yi Zhonghai said. So he came to ask him for food. At other times, even if He Daqing disliked Yi Zhonghai, he would still give him some food. But who knows when this kind of life will end? What if he gives him too much, what will he and his two children eat? It's impossible for the three of us to feed an outsider while starving. "Hey, Old Yi, I don't have much food at home. Who knows that the weather will change so suddenly, and suddenly there will be a blizzard? It's a bit difficult for my family of three to eat now. How about you go to other families and ask?"

"No, Daqing. I'm so hungry that I'm seeing stars. I can't even walk now. If I didn't have no other choice, I wouldn't come to ask you for food. Just give me something to eat." Yi Zhonghai said weakly, leaning against the door.

"Well... OK, I'll get it for you." He Daqing turned around and went to the cupboard to get two steamed buns that were not finished yesterday. He Daqing didn't plan to give Yi Zhonghai food, but he was afraid that Yi Zhonghai might faint at his doorstep, and then he would have to save him. As for the steamed buns, they were frozen hard. If Yi Zhonghai wanted to eat them, he would have to take them home to heat them up or soak them in water. As long as Yi Zhonghai took the steamed buns home to eat, He Daqing wouldn't care how he ate them, as long as he didn't faint at his doorstep. What if Yi Zhonghai came again next time? He would just ignore him. You are not satisfied with the two steamed buns you got at this difficult time. People can't be greedy. Other families may not give you the same.

"Old Yi, don't lean against the door. I'll open the door for you to get something to eat." He Daqing put two steamed buns in a bowl and prepared to give it to Yi Zhonghai.

"Okay." Hearing that He Daqing was going to give him food, Yi Zhonghai mustered up his strength and stood up. The moment he stood up, he felt dizzy and his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.

When He Daqing opened the door, he found Yi Zhonghai holding the pillar next to him and breathing weakly. He put the bowl on the ground without hesitation and said to Yi Zhonghai, "Old Yi, I have a cold. You don't look well either. I put the things on the ground for you. I'll go back first." As he said that, He Daqing put the bowl in front of Yi Zhonghai and turned back home and locked the door. If Yi Zhonghai insisted on staying in his house, he would have a hard time. It would be better to be careful.

Yi Zhonghai stood there for a while and gradually recovered. He could see things with his dazed eyes, and then he said, "Thank you, Daqing." But when he opened his eyes, he saw two steamed buns. Damn, it was too early to say thank you! But it was better to have something to eat than nothing.

When he had food to eat during the first two days, he complained that he felt uncomfortable after eating too much cakes. As a result, this morning he had to go to the cake box to find crumbs to eat. You see, people really need to be content.

Yi Zhonghai sighed, bent down, took two steamed buns and walked home. Holding two hard steamed buns, Yi Zhonghai just wanted to soak them in water and eat them. As for steaming them? He was lucky that he could bear it without fainting when the water boiled.

After returning home, Yi Zhonghai quickly put the steamed corn bread in a large bowl, then took out the thermos and poured water directly into it, stirring it with chopsticks. It took about a minute. Yi Zhonghai didn't care whether he could bite it or not, and just picked it up with chopsticks and ate it.