Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"Yingzi, we're having a banquet at Tongheju tonight. Make arrangements in advance regarding who we'd like to invite..."

However, it only lasted for a short time.

After a whole night of focused work, it was another physically demanding job.

Yang Jianguo was really tired!

After you've cleaned yourself up, change into a wash.

Yang Jianguo wanted to talk to his wife for a while, but his eyelids drooped lower and lower.

"Yingzi, wait for me to sleep for a while, then we'll go back together..."

When he opened his eyes again, there was no one in the room.

"Yingzi?" I called twice, but no one answered.

Yang Jianguo got dressed and went out, but when he tried to check the time, he found there was nowhere to look.

I thought to myself, 'It's time to buy a watch.'

I looked outside, but there was no one there.

Yang Jianguo glanced at the still-standing double bars and thought to himself, "He doesn't even know how to ride the bike."

Li Ying must have gone back to her parents' home to get the chicken coop.

Yang Jianguo thought for a moment, then turned around and went back into the house.

Before long, he was carrying large and small bags.

He sent his daughter back to her parents' home alone on the second day of their marriage.

Those who know, that's fine; but those who don't, might say whatever they want!

Yang Jianguo had no interest in letting his wife suffer.

20 jin of refined wheat flour, 1 jin of braised beef, and 2 bottles of canned yellow peaches.

There was no set quantity of sunflower seeds; Yang Jianguo kept enough for the evening and packed the rest.

If Yingzi wants to eat it later, I'll buy it for her again.

The same goes for milk candy...

We loaded the items onto the truck and pushed it out.

Yang Jianguo didn't notice the area under the window sill of the Jia family next door.

A pair of triangular eyes stared straight at him, filled with resentment...

I went to the market halfway there and bought a chicken and a fresh live fish, which cost me a total of two yuan.

Chicken costs nine mao, and fish costs one dollar and one mao.

In Beijing, when it comes to ducks, there's one name that can't be ignored.

Quanjude.

The place was specifically requested by the top leader; the address is right outside Qianmen, on the former meat market street.

Now it's called Qianmen Street.

Upon arriving at the location, one could see several black characters written on the white wall to the left of the original shop:

The duck roasting oven hangs, and the entire camp unites private and public resources.

It's not closing time yet, so there aren't many people at the entrance.

Yang Jianguo waited for about ten minutes, and then a batch of more than ten roast ducks was enough to send everyone at the door away.

After preparing these things, Yang Jianguo rode his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative's residential compound.

At the Li family's house, Yingzi's mother was weaving a chicken coop at the doorway.

He kept muttering, "You kid, you should have asked Jianguo to come along."

"Let's forget about it from now on, I know he's busy."

"But today is the day after tomorrow when we return to our parents' home. Can it be the same?"

Yingzi came out as soon as the curtain was lifted.

"Mom, I'm not talking to you anymore. Jianguo was busy all night last night and just got home to rest."

"That man worked hard all night, contributing to the country."

"What would I look like if I insisted on following along?"

Yingzi's mother glanced at her, both amused and annoyed.

"Yes, you're the only one who knows how to care for people. Your mother is just an unreasonable old woman."

Yingzi's father, who was smoking inside, looked up and asked, "The dinner is at Tongheju Restaurant tonight. Jianguo told you that?"

Yingzi responded with an "Ah!"

Nodding, Yingzi's father buried his head in his cigarette again.

"Oh, Yingzi's back. Where's your son-in-law?"

“I was busy at the factory all night yesterday and only got home this morning. Yingzi felt sorry for me and told me to stay home and rest.”

"Really? You were so busy on your wedding day."

"He has good skills and is valued by the factory."

"I've been busy all night, I need to rest."

Yingzi's mother rolled her eyes at her daughter's barbed response.

It's clearly saying: Look what I told you!

Ring, ring, ring~

A bell rang, and Yang Jianguo, riding a bicycle with parallel bars, leaped over the wall.

"Yingzi, Mom." Yang Jianguo got out of the car and pushed it towards the door.

Yingzi's mother was taken aback for a moment, then immediately raised her eyebrows and said happily, "Oh, his father, Jianguo is here."

Chapter Forty-Eight: Our Daughter Married the Right Person

Previously, they had been huddled together, gossiping idle women.

Now, with a smile on her face, she called out, "Yingzi's man is here!"

"Ah."

Nodding and smiling, Yang Jianguo parked the car at the door.

Yingzi, her face beaming with joy, silently helped carry the bags and packages down the stairs.

"Jianguo, let Yingzi tidy up, come in and sit down."

Yingzi's father came out, looking at him with a smile.

The whole family was happy that he could come.

"Dad, it's okay. There's a lot of stuff, and I'm worried that Yingzi will get tired."

As soon as Yang Jianguo said this, the wrinkles on the two old people's faces deepened.

Those gossipy women looked at each other, feeling uneasy.

Look at Yingzi's man, and then think about your own man.

He comes home every day acting like a king, just lying on the bed.

Let alone lend a hand, at least do some work.

Even shoes have to be taken off by oneself...

They took care of everything, from washing faces to washing feet.

Yang Jianguo's salary is less than half of everyone else's, yet he acts all high and mighty.

气~

Then look at the things she brought when she went back to her parents' home...

That bag of refined white flour must weigh about 10 or 20 pounds, right?

Chicken, fish...

This tastes just like Quanjude's roast duck served on the street.

That packaging definitely belongs to Quanjude.

Thinking back to the gifts I brought when I visited, oh my god~

...People are afraid of comparing themselves to others.

Compared to this, my own man... I should throw him away.

"Yingzi, here are some melon seeds and candies for the wedding. You can give them out as you see fit."

Yang Jianguo handed her the bag and went to do other things.

As soon as he entered the yard, the children who had been running behind the car swarmed around him.

Yingzi said with a smile, "Don't push, one at a time. I won't give any to anyone who tries to grab it."

"Sister Yingzi, Sister Yingzi..." The children shouted and stretched out their hands.

One child, seven or eight sunflower seeds, and two milk candies.

No one is more, and no one is less.

Even so, Yingzi's mother felt heartbroken seeing this.

So many children, the whole family gets paid per person.

No one gives out gifts like this at a wedding.

After putting down the chicken coop that was almost finished weaving, Yingzi's mother stepped forward and snatched the bag away.

"Go away, that's all! Share it with your brothers, and if you want more, ask for it when you get home."

After giving her daughter a sidelong glance, Yingzi's mother led her from house to house handing out candy to wish her good luck.

Once back in the house, he scolded her: "How can you distribute them like that? Five or six people in a family, how many is that?"

"Mom, I was so happy I forgot." Yingzi felt sorry for her when she said that.

Yingzi was overjoyed when Yang Jianguo came alone earlier.

Her husband had been busy all night, but he was still thinking about her.

Not only that, but they also brought a very generous gift.

Yingzi's heart soared with joy.

I gave it to them without thinking!

Now that I think about it carefully, it would be unfair not to give them more things!

"Mom, please don't scold Yingzi. Consider the extra money as a token of good luck."

Yang Jianguo chimed in with a chuckle, and Yingzi's mother fell silent.

She scolded her daughter because she was afraid her son-in-law would be unhappy.

These days, life isn't easy for any family. They've just started to enjoy a bit of a good life, so they can't afford to be extravagant or wasteful.

Yingzi's generosity cost an extra two or three yuan. How could a man be happy about that?

But judging from Jian Guo's appearance, he seemed genuinely indifferent.

On the contrary, the way she looked at Yingzi made her, as a mother, happy.

Our daughter—married the right person.

"Jianguo, I heard from Yingzi that you're planning to have a banquet at Tongheju tonight?"

Yingzi's father was smoking, his brows furrowed.