Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

The old man was pleased with himself; he had finally gotten something done for him today.

That feeling of frustration dissipated instantly.

But to his surprise, after all his scheming, he was completely ungrateful.

He glanced at her sideways with a gloomy expression, "I don't need your fake kindness."

After Jia Pozi finished speaking, she ignored Yi Zhonghai's almost fainting expression.

She said in a strange, high-pitched voice, "Even if I'm wrong, this old woman apologizes to you."

Uncle Erda couldn't keep up with the pace all night and didn't experience any 'happiness' at all.

Finally finding a topic to talk about, she was so excited her face turned red.

“Sister-in-law Jia, what do you mean by saying you’re wrong? You were wrong to begin with.”

"As an elder, how can you teach a child to steal? You should apologize to the person properly."

The old man nodded in agreement: "That makes sense."

Yang Jianguo stayed where he was, smiling as he looked at Granny Jia.

That smile seemed particularly irritating to her.

This was clearly mocking her, 'You damned bastard, just you wait, you've got a long way to go!'

With a hardened heart, Granny Jia gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, but I did it for..."

I'd like to say a few more words to save face.

To everyone's surprise, upon hearing the words "I'm sorry," Yang Jianguo turned around with a wave of his hand and said, "I'm going back."

Push open the door and enter.

Bang~

The door is closed.

"I…"

Granny Jia's face, full of fat, trembled violently; she was trembling with anger.

The three old men didn't look too happy either, but the third old man quickly came to terms with it.

After Granny Jia apologized, Yang Jianguo, who was already impatient, had no reason to stay any longer.

What's the point of talking to these people?

We still need to maintain a good relationship with him, just like with those pieces of furniture we lost the other day.

Now everyone's using them, isn't that great!

Aunt Liu, who remained 'invisible' throughout, stared speechlessly at the crowd filling the yard.

She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and suppressed a laugh as she picked up the stool and headed home.

She needs to hurry, she can't hold it in any longer.

Someone took the lead, and everyone else followed suit, carrying their stools as they walked back.

"Let's go, let's go back and rest."

"What kind of nonsense is this? It's just a waste of time."

"It's getting late, I'm so sleepy."

"That's right, I have to go again tomorrow..."

After glancing at the old man who seemed completely out of sorts all evening, the second old man snorted and picked up his stool to leave.

Yi Zhonghai trembled, lowered his head, and remained silent.

The second uncle turned around and saw that his second and third sons were still sitting.

Unable to satisfy his ambition for officialdom, the second uncle became enraged: "What are you waiting for if you don't go back to your room?"

"All you do is join in the fun all day long. You never make any progress in your studies. You're such a good-for-nothing."

They entered the house cursing and swearing. The two brothers looked at each other, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

I'm going to get a beating again.

Looking at the empty courtyard and listening to the howling and the sound of whips coming from the second uncle's house, the first uncle felt only desolation.

He slammed his hand on the bench, thinking to himself: Who is the boss in this courtyard?

Yang Jianguo didn't care who the old man was.

Right now, he's concerned about when his wife will finish showering, turn off the lights, and get into bed.

I've been waiting for ages, the bed's all warmed up, and I'm still doing laundry.

Yingzi sat on a small stool with a foot basin in front of her.

What she was washing in her hands were Yang Jianguo's socks.

But my heart has already flown to the kang (a heated brick bed).

But a large meeting just ended in the courtyard, so people are probably still awake.

Yingzi didn't like having anyone eavesdrop, and she was a little scared.

When I went back yesterday, my mother talked to her a lot.

Yingzi was both surprised and frightened—and she wanted to!

Moreover, the second uncle hasn't finished beating yet.

While waiting anxiously on the kang (heated brick bed), I noticed Yingzi constantly looking towards the door.

Yang Jianguo roughly understood, so he lifted the blanket and went to the window, opening it a crack.

"Are you ever going to stop? Can't a person get some sleep?"

Inside Uncle Erda's house, the two brothers faced each other with tears in their eyes, their hearts suddenly filled with gratitude for Yang Jianguo.

The next second, he continued shouting, "Couldn't you at least give me a stick to bite on? Really..."

Chapter Sixty-One: The Treatment of High-Ranking Leaders

The next day, Yang Jianguo didn't wake up until noon.

Looking inside, Yingzi was standing in front of the stove.

I lifted the covers, and the white sheet that had been laid out last night was gone.

The white cloth my mother-in-law gave me is of really good quality!

“Hey…” Yang Jianguo put on his clothes and walked towards the stove.

Hearing the noise, Yingzi turned around abruptly, tearing at her wound and falling backward with a cry of "Ouch!"

He reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Yang Jianguo grinned mischievously: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Yingzi blushed and said, "The sun is already shining brightly on my butt, is it still early?"

Yang Jianguo glanced outside and realized it was getting late.

But who can blame him for doting on his wife?

"We're taking a day off, who cares about that?" He carried Yingzi back to the kang (heated brick bed) and let her lie in his arms.

Yang Jianguo wondered what he should do today.

The two were newlyweds, and they couldn't stay home all the time during the long weekend.

Actually, staying at home doesn't seem so bad?

But then he thought about her health, and Yang Jianguo could only suppress his anger.

There's still a long way to go!

"After you finish eating, go to the public bathhouse to wash up. I've prepared a change of clothes for you."

Yingzi nestled in his arms, speaking softly.

Yang Jianguo asked, "And you?"

"I'm at home... taking a break."

Yingzi blushed again, because she was injured and reacted to any movement.

I can't forget her even if I want to!

"How about we go for a walk?"

"No, it hurts, it hurts to walk."

"Okay, you rest, we'll go shopping another day."

Yang Jianguo got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and planned to get something to eat.

When they got to the stove, they found that Yingzi had already prepared everything.

"I made you some steamed buns with a mixture of wheat and water. Our chickens laid an egg this morning, so I cooked some for you. There were also leftovers from last night..."

Yingzi got up to help put the food on the table, but Yang Jianguo told her to rest and do it herself, and she wouldn't listen at all.

Helpless, Yang Jianguo could only speed up his actions.

They quickly served everything to the table before letting her sit down.

Two people, one table.

There were four dishes on the table: three meat dishes and one vegetable dish.

The small dish contains pickled vegetable bits.

Two boiled eggs, steamed buns made from a mixture of flour and water, and a bowl of plain white porridge for each person.

This is the kind of treatment high-ranking leaders usually receive.

Yang Jianguo stirred the white paste with his chopsticks and asked curiously, "Yingzi, what's this?"

White flour paste?

Yingzi lowered her head and said, "Noodle soup. If you don't want it, I'll make you something else. I'll keep it for myself."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jianguo picked up the bowl and gulped it down.

She drank more than half a bowl in one gulp before putting it down: "Look at your man, is he the kind of person who's spoiled and pampered?"

"Once the soup boils, the aroma of the noodles is quite strong."

Upon hearing his words, Yingzi, who had previously worried that he might be dissatisfied, smiled radiantly.

No matter how you put it, being able to eat your fill is the most important thing.

For ordinary people, life is really just about eating and drinking.

Where did all these strange things come from?

After marrying Yang Jianguo, Yingzi felt as if the sky above her head was clear and blue.

The two of them ate with constant laughter.

In the next room, Jia Zhangshi, who had been tossing and turning in bed all night, was cursing.

"You damned bastard, you have no conscience..."

"Let's see how long a petty person can be so smug. That cunning fox is no good either."

"He looks like a walking pharmacy. Sooner or later he'll become sickly and won't be able to have a son."

"You despicable bastard, you deserve to have your mother die, and I bet your wife will die someday too."

"..."

Qin Huairu listened to her mother-in-law's curses while washing the dishes.

If you're so capable, why don't you go out and start cursing?

At home, what are you talking about with me, a widow, and my three children?