I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

Just as the two were studying, a fragrant aroma of oil wafted over. It turned out that He Yuzhu had returned with a lunchbox.

Yan Bugui, who had been sitting at the table slowly chewing his food, suddenly put down his chopsticks as if he had been pricked by a needle, jumped up, and greeted the man with a big smile.

This guy's nose is even more sensitive than a dog's!

In this respect, Yan Jiefang had to admit defeat.

At the same time, figures appeared in the windows or doorways of the east wing, side rooms, and passageway in the front yard.

It seems these guys have also smelled the aroma and want to see what's going on.

Sha Zhu must have cooked for the cafeteria today and brought back two lunchboxes of "leftovers".

The food served in the small canteen was naturally different. It was just the basics: plenty of oil and meat, plus a variety of seasonings, which made it smell amazing.

These are precisely the things that the beasts in the yard envy and crave; none of them can resist their lust.

Many people wished they could glue their eyes to the lunchbox that was swaying with the net bag.

Sha Zhu had seen this kind of look many times before, so he didn't care at all.

He brought back so many dishes today, one part was to help his kind sister Qin, and the other part was to nourish his younger sister He Yushui.

Yesterday morning, he slept in late. When he got up, he accidentally saw his younger sister, He Yushui, hiding in the house, secretly eating unpalatable wild vegetable dumplings.

Only after asking did they learn that all the food in the house had been stolen, and the younger sister had been hungry all day.

They all lived in the same courtyard, so it was obvious that Jia Zhangshi had arranged for the grain in their homes to be stolen by sticks.

Shazhu was indeed furious about this.

But he was only angry for a moment.

Everything was for Sister Qin.

It's not a big deal if my sister eats a little less.

I remember that in 51 and 52, it was common for the brother and sister to go hungry.

Just bear with it and it will pass.

I believe my younger sister can understand the difficulties faced by the Jia family and the hardships endured by Sister Qin.

Fortunately, he had money now, so he casually took out two yuan and some food coupons and gave them to He Yushui so that she could eat outside when she was hungry in the future.

"Hey Shazhu, why are you getting off work so late today? Did the factory canteen reopen?"

Yan Bugui had already moved closer, his eyes fixed on the lunchbox, his mouth practically watering.

"What's in this lunchbox? It smells so good! You're a grown man, why do you need so much? Yushui won't eat much either. We're all old neighbors, so let's share some of the good food!"

He was calculating with great speed and precision.

The surrounding neighbors all chimed in and joined in the commotion.

Before Sha Zhu could even speak, Jia Zhangshi from the middle courtyard rushed over, drawn by the aroma.

She stood with her hands on her hips and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Qin Huairu! Come here quickly! Shazhu brought two lunchboxes full of meat. Our Banggeng is almost starving, we have to bring all this meat back to help our child recover!"

Jia Zhangshi's domineering and unreasonable nature was fully exposed, as if the meat and vegetables in the lunchbox were rightfully hers.

Thinking about the large chunks of fatty meat he would soon be able to eat, Jia Zhangshi, who was standing to the side and looked almost as fat as a pig, drooled from the corners of her mouth.

Qin Huairu hurried over, her face feigning a weak and pitiful appearance, and expertly reached out to take the lunchbox:

"Zhu Zi, you know that Bang Geng and Xiao Dang are so thin and pale from hunger, they're really pitiful. Did you bring these two lunchboxes back for us specially?"

The hamsters nearby were already craving meat, jumping and crying around the silly pillar, shouting at the top of their lungs, "I want to eat meat!" Their cries were deafening.

Jia Dongxu stood at his own door, his face gloomy, but he remained indifferent and watched coldly. The cowardly and spineless man did not utter a single word of dissuasion, letting his mother and wife fight over it.

This was the first time Yan Jiefang had seen a real person since he traveled through time.

He was slightly hunched over, his eye sockets were sunken, and he didn't look well.

Compared to the portrait on the wall, his spirit and appearance were much worse.

Clearly, beautification is not a later invention; it may have been popular since the advent of portraiture.

It is now the end of March 61. He has not yet been posted on the wall. According to the TV series, he should not live past the end of the year.

As more and more neighbors gathered, the scene became lively.

Sha Zhu was somewhat conflicted, his right hand gripping the net tightly without letting go, but he couldn't hold on for long.

Under Qin Huairu's seductive charm offensive, the plans she had made earlier seemed to be gradually losing their effectiveness.

Fortunately, Jia Dongxu was still alive at this time, and Qin Huairu, this innocent white lotus, had not yet evolved to her full potential.

Sha Zhu still had some resistance; he picked up the net bag,

"Sister Qin, these two lunchboxes are full of meat and vegetables, how about we each take one?"

As he spoke, Sha Zhu opened the net bag and was about to take out a lunchbox.

"Stop dawdling! Give it to me!"

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi activated a wild boar thrust skill, instantly rushing forward, snatching the net, and then, shaking her fat body, turning around and running wildly home.

With a "bang," the Jia family's gate was slammed shut.

When Jia Dongxu and Banggeng saw her grabbing the lunchbox, they had already gone home in perfect unison.

The three of them opened the lunchboxes and saw the incredibly delicious meat dishes inside, such as braised pork and diced chicken. They immediately started eating like crazy, completely ignoring Qin Huairu who was still outside.

Xiao Dang, the youngest, clung to Jia Dongxu's leg and cried loudly, also wanting to eat something good.

Jia Dongxu casually grabbed a few pieces of meat, stuffed one into her little hand, and told her to eat it herself.

"Jia Zhangshi, give me back one of your lunchboxes right now!"

Sha Zhu, though tough on the outside, tried to coax a lunchbox back.

As a result, Qin Huairu reached out and grabbed her arm:

"Zhu Zi, it's my fault. Please forgive my mom. Don't chase after her anymore. I'll wash the two lunchboxes and return them to you later, just like before."

Sha Zhu felt Qin Jie's soft little hand, and his heart melted. He wished time could stand still for eternity.

Qin Huairu felt disgusted by Sha Zhu's infatuated appearance and quickly withdrew her hand, heading home.

She knew very well that with Jia Zhangshi, this useless and gluttonous pig, around, there would definitely be no food in the two lunchboxes for her, but at least she could eat some leftover oil from the cornbread.

In addition, her husband, Jia Dongxu, will also feel sorry for her and will probably secretly save some meat for her and their daughter.

Having these things gave her great comfort.

Standing at the back of the crowd, He Yushui saw her brother's disheveled appearance and felt a pang of sorrow she could not confide in.

They could only turn and leave silently.

Sha Zhu felt a pang of shame as he watched his sister's retreating figure.

I never expected things to turn out this way.

He recalled how, at the very beginning, his third uncle, Yan Bugui, had loudly revealed the secret of the lunchbox.

If it weren't for Yan Laogou's reckless shouting, things definitely wouldn't have gotten out of control!

This incident made Sha Zhu even more disgusted with Yan Bugui.

He glared at Yan Bugui before turning around and going home.

Yan Bugui was still angry that Sha Zhu hadn't shared the leftovers with him. Seeing Sha Zhu's eyes, he felt very unhappy, but he didn't think about taking revenge right now. As a shrewd strategist, he wouldn't do anything that didn't benefit him.

He would just silently remember it, waiting for an opportunity to kick someone when they had the chance.