Siheyuan: The Idiot in Charge

Chapter 545 The Older You Get, the More You Fear Death
A dozen days passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye it’s New Year’s Eve.

Everyone has been busy for a year, and no matter whether you are rich or poor, you have to celebrate the New Year.

Spring couplets are posted on the doors of every household.

The courtyard is decorated with lights and colors.

From time to time, the sound of naughty kids setting off firecrackers could be heard in the alley.

After having breakfast.

Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, He Yushui, and Yan Jiedi steamed rice cakes and fried meatballs
Zhou Xiaomi, wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket, sat on a rattan chair as a supervisor, occasionally pinching a meatball and putting it in her mouth.

Although her belly is still flat and she is not pregnant yet, her family still treats her as a protected animal and does not ask her to do any housework.

Jia Weidong drove around in a jeep to bring warmth to the women who could not come to the courtyard to celebrate the New Year with him.

Although Jia Weidong had prepared New Year's goods for them in advance, he still visited them one by one today to check on them and see if there was anything missing at home.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner is still eaten with Sha Zhu's family.

It has become a habit in the past two years.

With a great chef like Sha Zhu here, it would be a waste not to use his talent.

As usual, Sha Zhu was the one who prepared the dishes for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

After finishing lunch, Shazhu came over and started to work.

Qin Huairu and the others helped Sha Zhu wash and cut vegetables and gave him a hand.

It's getting dark.

The aroma of food began to waft from every household.

The Jia family is almost ready.

There are quite a lot of people having New Year's Eve dinner together tonight. The children are older now, so Jia Weidong set up two tables in the living room.

Just wait for Sha Zhu to finish cooking the other two dishes, and then you can start eating.

at this time.

An old lady ran over in panic, shouting breathlessly: "Zhu Zi! Zhu Zi! Quick! The old lady! The old lady is dying!"

After hearing this, Sha Zhu, who was joking, turned pale. His arm, which was waving the shovel, froze and the shovel fell into the pot with a clink.

Everyone in the room, who were beaming with joy, looked unhappy after hearing this. The room, which was filled with laughter, suddenly became silent.

Sha Zhu didn't even bother to take off his apron and ran to the backyard.

Although Sha Zhu is not the deaf old lady's biological grandson.

But to be honest, the deaf old lady was nice to Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu also has feelings for the deaf old lady.

Jia Weidong glanced at the backyard and sighed secretly, "Ah! It's New Year's Day, it's better to endure one more day!"

Although he already knew the result, Jia Weidong still stood up and followed Sha Zhu to the backyard.

Since Jia Weidong came to the Siheyuan, his relationship with the deaf old lady was not very good, but there had never been any conflicts.

The old man has passed away, so it’s only right to visit him.

When Sha Zhu ran to the backyard, the deaf old lady was already leaning against the head of the bed, motionless, and had long since passed away.

The old man is gone!
Walked peacefully.

At this time, the neighbors who heard the noise in the yard also gathered in the backyard.

This also includes the uncle Yi Zhonghai.

Shazhu didn't cry.

Kneeling beside the old lady's bed and crying.

The old lady had no children or relatives, and apart from the aunt who was crying quietly, no one else was crying.

Jia Weidong patted Sha Zhu's shoulder without saying anything to comfort him.

The old lady is over eighty years old. Not to mention in this era, even in later times, that would be considered a long life.

It's all a white wedding.

It’s a pity that the old lady didn’t live to see the New Year.

When the third uncle arrived, he discussed with Sha Zhu and then began to arrange the old lady's funeral in an orderly manner.

Arrange someone to dress the old lady and change her bed...

So, it is good to have an old man in the courtyard.

Whether or not he was taking advantage of others is another matter, but if there was something to do, he would really go. Since Jia Weidong had nothing to do, he did not stay in the backyard for long.

Today is New Year's Eve.

We can't just not have the New Year's Eve dinner just because the deaf old lady passed away.

Even if your grandma is dead, you still have to eat!
When Jia Weidong returned home, Qin Huairu had already cooked the remaining dishes.

Everyone comes to the table to eat.

However, this year's New Year's Eve dinner lacked some atmosphere and laughter compared to previous years.

Especially Jia Zhang, she rarely smiled throughout the night.

Maybe she felt emotional.

To put it bluntly, the older people are, the more afraid they may be of death.

at the same time.

Tung Shing Garden, Hong Kong.

The Lou Xiao'e sisters gathered in 1001 to have the New Year's Eve dinner.

It seemed crowded and lively, and the food on the table was very rich, but since Jia Weidong, the man of the family, was not there, the women always felt that something was missing.

Lou Xiao'e, Chu Xiaodan, Ran Qiuye and Zheng Juan are used to it.

Those naughty kids are also heartless.

I am equally happy and carefree whether Jia Weidong is there or not.

But Zhao Yazhi just couldn't be happy.

Her husband was not there for the first New Year's Eve dinner after her marriage. Perhaps she would even have to go back to her parents' home alone on the second day of the New Year. You can imagine how lost Zhao Yazhi felt.

……

New Year’s Eve has passed.

It also indicates that Jia Weidong is already 27 years old.

Jia Weidong couldn't help but sigh that time is ruthless and time passes so damn fast.

Must cherish every day.

Therefore, he did not relax even on New Year's Day.

The standing meditation session every morning is completed without fail.

On the third day of the first lunar month, his body tempering progress officially reached minor success in skin refining, and he began to move towards major success step by step.

According to ancient books, this progress is already very fast.

At this rate, he would be able to complete the skin refining process in a few months.

However, some people with poor physical fitness may take several years to achieve such results.

Jia Weidong did not get complacent. Each level of body tempering is more difficult than the previous one, and it takes more time.

The seventh night of the first lunar month.

Jia Weidong performed particularly hard.

Qin Huairu knew what kind of person Jia Weidong was. She knew that he was probably going to go out again, so she asked, "Boss! When are you going to Hong Kong?"

Jia Weidong said: "Let's go tomorrow, tomorrow morning!"

When Zhou Xiaomi heard this, she grabbed his ear and ordered, "If you don't come home within a month, you must send a telegram or call home in advance! Did you hear me? If it's like last time, be careful that the sisters will cut your hair! Humph!"

Jia Weidong: "..."

Early morning of the eighth day of the first lunar month.

Jia Weidong once again took a ride south to Guangzhou.

The morning of the eleventh day of the first lunar month.

Jia Weidong arrived at Dongsheng Garden.

When I pushed open the door of room 1001, the aroma of food and the sounds of children playing hit me.

Lou Xiao'e was walking out of the kitchen with a steamer in her hand. When she saw Jia Weidong, she said angrily, "Boss! You're finally here? Xiao Yazhi has been distracted these past few days. If you come any later, she might have to go to the mainland to arrest him herself!"

Before she finished her words, Zhao Yazhi walked out quickly from Zheng Juan's room.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she glared at Jia Weidong: "You still remember to come? Do you know how the neighbors looked at me when I went back to my parents' home on the second day of the Chinese New Year?"

Jia Weidong smiled and put his arm around Zhao Yazhi's slender waist, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her: "Yazhi! I'm sorry! It's my fault!"

Zhao Yazhi: “.”
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(End of this chapter)