Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

After the two of them figured out how to live their lives, Sha Zhu also got a job as a cook at the steel rolling mill.

Therefore, Sha Zhu truly believed in him and respected him.

But something an old man said made him think.

"Neighbors should help each other to live a good life; they can't just think of themselves..."

That's roughly the gist of it; Sha Zhu understands.

But why was no one there to lend a hand when the country was struggling after its founding?

Even the old man, Yi Zhonghai, was ignored by him.

What's going on?!

Furthermore, Qin the widow is in a difficult situation, so why don't you take on more of her burdens instead of pampering me?

You know, your salary is ninety-nine a month!

Once people experience the benefits of brain-food, they can't give it up even if they want to.

In the past, when he was in front of the old man, Sha Zhu would just let him do as he pleased.

An old man, a second parent...

Would he possibly harm himself?

So, I just threw my brain away.

But Yang Jianguo was still thinking about his story that night.

A, the Jia family.

Making helping others a habit can breed resentment...

My mind is racing, I'm really going crazy.

An old man came up at this critical moment, and Sha Zhu, who was just pretending to be stupid, couldn't get his brain working properly.

So, he suddenly didn't understand.

This old man seems a bit different from what I expected.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Yingzi Protects Her Man, Yang Jianguo Makes His Statement

Yingzi seemed distracted while stir-frying the braised meat.

He stood his ears up and tilted them outwards, listening to the sounds outside.

She now knew that the person shouting outside was Grandma Xiaodang.

Yingzi was upset because the person scolding her own husband was the one who was being criticized.

I'd like to hear if there's some kind of grudge involved.

If there's any minor disagreement, find a time to apologize to her yourself.

If there's any unresolved issue between neighbors, just humbly admit your mistake.

But the more Yingzi listened, the more disgusted she became.

She understood...

The old lady was suffering from envy; she was jealous that her husband was doing well.

If I don't help you, you'll get scolded?

And they even used such foul language...

Yingzi had also encountered a shrew with a long mouth.

But someone like Jia Zhangshi is unreasonable and uses such foul language, constantly mentioning "old (dead)".

This is the first time she's ever seen anything like this. Isn't this just utterly shameless?

My husband is very generous and busy contributing to the country; he doesn't have time to bother with me.

She wouldn't agree; she really takes herself too seriously.

She scooped the brine into a bowl, poured water into the pot and started boiling it. Yingzi then said to the head of the kang (heated brick bed), "Keep an eye on the water."

He wiped his hands on his apron, lifted the curtain, and went out of the room.

Yang Jianguo was curious and was about to follow them out to see what was going on.

All that was heard was a cry of "Ouch!"

"There are dogs in this yard, how come no one said anything?"

Judging from that bark, it's an old dog, quite loud. It must be stuffed.

"Master He, you're taking a rest! I'm Jianguo's wife, just call me Yingzi."

“Where do we keep the old dog in our yard? If we have any leftovers at home, I’ll take them over there.”

"This old dog can't go hungry, it's more likely to bite if it's hungry."

Hearing his wife shouting at the door, Yang Jianguo could only applaud in admiration.

I didn't marry my wife for nothing!

“Jianguo’s wife, how can you talk like that? That’s Aunt Zhang from the courtyard. Apologize to her right now.”

The familiar nausea is back; it tastes just like that.

authentic!

"Where did this wild girl come from? Who are you calling a 'wild girl'?"

"I'll tear that lousy mouth of yours off, you..."

"You old bastard, try cursing me again!" Yang Jianguo came out.

A swift step blocked Li Ying's path, glaring at Jia Zhangshi, who was standing on the platform in front of her house.

"This is outrageous! Is there no justice in this world? This couple is ganging up on an old woman like me."

With a thud, Jia Zhangshi collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that his sister-in-law had been wronged, the moral exemplar couldn't sit still any longer. "Yang Jianguo, don't go too far."

"Am I going too far?"

Yang Jianguo shook his head at Yingzi, shielding her behind him so she could face Yi Zhonghai directly.

"That old bastard has been cursing me inside the house for so long, my Yingzi was almost done cooking and he still wasn't done."

"Am I going too far?"

"All you ever say is... I don't even want to mention it. Did my mother owe you something when she was alive?"

"You think I'm being unreasonable? You're always badmouthing me behind my back and spreading rumors. Do you think I don't know?"

"I was busy with work and didn't want to talk to you. You really think you're something special."

After Yang Jianguo's barrage of retorts, Yi Zhonghai remained speechless with a gloomy face.

Granny Jia had cursed him quite a bit in the courtyard; everyone had heard the commotion.

And then there's what Yang Jianguo said: spreading rumors and gossip.

He had heard an older woman mention this before, but he hadn't taken it to heart.

You're the younger one, so what's wrong with the older one saying a few words to you?

This is a moral hypocrite.

“Then your wife shouldn’t have sworn at her either. She’s an elder, after all. You two should call her Aunt Zhang.”

Yi Zhonghai is resorting to sophistry and moral blackmail.

I can't win an argument with you logically, so I'll talk to you about morality.

This is his specialty.

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi wailed even louder, "Oh dear, I don't want to live anymore..."

"That young couple is bullying an old woman like me! I can't live like this! Old Jia... Old Jia, open your eyes and see!"

The two sang in perfect harmony, their voices complementing each other flawlessly.

Yang Jianguo felt that the two of them were a match made in heaven.

Sha Zhu stood behind the old man, wanting to speak several times but holding back.

At this moment, he was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.

My head is throbbing with conflicting thoughts; it feels like there are two little people fighting inside my head.

"No, I can't take that responsibility. If I had an old lady like that, I'd kill myself."

Yang Jianguo raised his hand, his lips trembling slightly, and said, "I used to not hold it against you."

"But I, Yang Jianguo, am making this clear today: if anyone makes my wife suffer any injustice or bullying..."

"You can forget about living like this from now on. Let's see if you're stubborn or if I'm more cunning."

"I can't say I have any other skills at the steel rolling mill, but I can certainly get an apprenticeship by asking for favors."

With just one sentence, Qin Huairu, who had been standing aside, was drawn into the matter.

General!

Qin Huairu's face turned pale. When she met Yang Jianguo's gaze, she hurriedly lowered her head.

How dare he? Isn't he afraid of getting a bad reputation for bullying a widow?

"you dare."

Yi Zhonghai, his beard bristling and eyes wide, pointed at him and angrily rebuked, "I think you, Yang Jianguo, are going to turn the world upside down."

"I wouldn't dare, I just can't bear to see my wife suffer."

Yang Jianguo replied with a forced smile, then pulled Yingzi's hand, "Come on, let's go back inside and eat."

What's the point of talking to that old beast? Wouldn't it be better to spend that time eating a couple more bowls of rice and teasing your wife?

As he pulled her into the house, Yingzi's eyes showed both worry and pride.

My heart is filled with sweetness, sweeter than being immersed in honey.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Yingzi's Craftsmanship, Xiao Dang Wants to Repay Her Kindness

"Jianguo, have I caused you trouble?"

Inside the room, Yingzi lowered her head, looking guilty. "I should have pretended not to hear and ignored her."

"From now on, whenever we cook at home, I'll leave a crack in the window so the smell will tempt her to death."

Seeing Yingzi pursing her lips, looking sullen.

Yang Jianguo laughed heartily: "That's right, we'll eat well every day, and that'll make her furious."

"You're not angry with me." Yingzi tilted her head and stole a glance at him.

Yang Jianguo chuckled and said, "Why are you angry? My wife knows how to protect her husband, I'm more than happy about that!"

With a smile, Yingzi loosened her grip on her apron, stood up, and said, "I'll go make some noodles for us."

Sitting on a small stool by the door, Xiao Dang tilted her head and timidly looked at the two of them.

Upon seeing the smile on Yang Jianguo's face, she asked softly, "Uncle Yang, did Grandma make you angry?"

The little girl's face showed fear, worry, and a lack of confidence.

There's also the confusion and fear about the future...

Yang Jianguo took a deep breath and sighed, "It's alright, Xiaodang is Xiaodang, and she is her..."

"Have you had dinner?"

"No, Mom just got back and Grandma started making a fuss."

Yingzi, who was standing in front of the stove, glanced back at the two of them and said, "Eat here, Auntie will serve you noodles."