Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

He Yuzhu was cooking at home, and the deaf old lady smelled the fragrance and entered his house to look for He Yuzhu's homely cooking.

The chat is fake, we are waiting for dinner!

In his previous life, when he was probably in his fifties, he and Xu Damao drank together. The two of them drank too much, and Xu Damao analyzed the deaf old lady to himself.

This person is similar to Yi Zhonghai. He has never been able to marry a wife, and he has a lot to do with the deaf old lady.

The deaf old lady felt that after he, He Yuzhu, got married, given his character, he would definitely be the wife of the owner.

When the time comes, if He Yuzhu wants to honor her old man, he will definitely have to look at his wife's face.

Therefore, when the deaf old lady found out that Qin Huairu was deliberately hanging He Yuzhu, she did not reveal it.

There are two people in the courtyard who are kind to the deaf old lady.

One is He Yuzhu and the other is Lou Xiao'e, and the two of them had sex together, which was also arranged by the deaf old lady.

The deaf old lady thought that if these two people combined, it would be twice as good for her.

I just didn’t expect that Lou Xiao’e would leave Hong Kong.

Although the deaf old lady had also tricked him, He Yuzhu had never thought of embarrassing this old lady now.

After all, when the old lady died, she gave him both of her houses.

It's cleared up.

Now He Yuzhu doesn't want to have too much to do with the deaf old lady.

The old lady wanted to come to his house to eat chicken, but He Yuzhu shook his head.

In his new life, he must learn from Xu Damao and be more discerning.

Delicious food is only given to true friends.

While the chicken was simmering in the pot, I took the wine and fried vegetables directly to Xu Damao's house.

He Yuzhu knew that the deaf old lady would not enter Xu Damao's house to ask for food or drink.

Xu Damao's house.

When Xu Damao heard He Yuyu say that he should go to He's house for dinner, he never understood what was going on.

Is He Yuzhu trying to harm himself?

It certainly is.

But should I go or not?

While Xu Damao was thinking wildly, He Yuzhu directly brought the food to their house.

"Da Mao, clear the table and let us have a drink at noon."

He Yuzhu entered the room and put down the dishes. After explaining, he returned to the kitchen.

"Hey! Silly Zhu, don't you be holding back some evil thoughts and want to punish me?"

Xu Damao chased him out and entered He Yuzhu's kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, before Xu Damao could speak, He Yuzhu handed another plate of dishes to him.

"If we have anything to say, we brothers will talk behind closed doors later."

"If you have anything to say, you'd better say it now!"

Xu Damao looked at He Yuzhu with a wary look on his face. This kid actually smiled at him. How damn creepy...

When He Yuzhu saw Xu Damao's expression, he knew that Xu Damao would not be able to rest assured if he didn't explain the reason.

After all, they have been fighting for more than ten or twenty years.

They started fighting each other when they wore crotchless pants, and they continue to do so until now.

"I have something to ask you. You go back first. Once the chicken soup is stewed, I'll come over right away."

"Tch, I knew your kid wasn't that kind. It turns out you wanted to ask me for something."

Hearing that he was asking for something, Xu Damao took the braised pork back with confidence.

While walking on the road, I picked up a piece with my hand and put it in my mouth to eat.

This scene happened to be seen by Banggeng, who was so greedy that he drooled.

Banggan ran back to his home in a hurry.

"Grandma, Sha Zhu's house is roasting meat, and there is still the smell of stewed chicken. I want to eat it too. You quickly take a bowl to Sha Zhu's house and bring a bowl over."

The stick pulled the corner of Jia Zhang's clothes and shook it from side to side.

"Okay, okay, grandma is going to get it right now."

Jia Zhang touched Banggeng's head lovingly.

"Mom, you can't favor one thing over another. Your little grandson also wants a bowl in my belly." Qin Huairu, who was sitting on the bed to nurse her fetus, coquettishly expressed that she also wanted to drink chicken soup.

"They are all there, they are all..."

Mrs. Jia Zhang smiled happily, and then went to the kitchen to get a bowl.

He Yuzhu has a very good relationship with Jia Dongxu.

In fact, it was only good on the surface, just because He Yuzhu worked in the canteen and could bring back some delicious food from the canteen.

Every time He Yuzhu brought delicious food back, Jia Dongxu would drag He Yuzhu to their house for dinner.

The Jia family only needs to provide one or two steamed buns to replace the two delicious rice boxes in He Yuzhu's hands.

In the past, He Yuzhu only had to prepare delicious food at home, and Mrs. Jia Zhang also brought the bowl back without any courtesy and took away a lot of food in the name of getting some for his grandson.

It's the same this time.

If someone wants to feed their children, just bring a small bowl for eating.

This Jia Zhang family is good, the bowl she holds is like his mother's vegetable basin.

"Silly Zhu, where's the stewed chicken? When it's done, make some for my Bangji. The child is young and is still growing and needs nutrition."

Jia Zhang said and put the bowl as big as a basin on the stove of He Yuzhu's house.

He left after putting it away. In the past, He Yuzhu had finished it and sent it to their Jia family.

But this time is different.

How could He Yuzhu let that white-eyed wolf eat his food again?

Not to mention chicken soup, even a bowl of water is impossible for Banggeng to drink.

"Aunt Jia, wait a minute, this chicken soup is not mine, Xu Damao asked me to stew it. Xu Damao will come over to get it later."

He Yuzhu knew that Jia Dongxu was going to die today, so he didn't offend Jia Zhang too much, waiting for her to cry later.

"Xu Damao's?" Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at He Yuzhu suspiciously. Given the relationship between the two of them, could He Yuzhu help Xu Damao make chicken soup?

"It really belongs to Xu Damao. He asked me to process the braised pork before taking it away."

Mrs. Jia Zhang remembered what Bangge said about Xu Damao bringing a plate of braised pork from He Yuzhu's house, and couldn't help but believe it.

"Xu Damao's is fine, too. While he's not here, you can make some soup for Banggeng and two pieces of chicken. As long as it's not chicken legs and wings that can be seen, he won't be able to find it."

As Jia Zhang spoke, she raised her eyebrows at He Yuzhu with a look that said you understand.

"Aunt Jia, who do you think I am, He Yuzhu? Being a chef requires professional ethics. Do you think I am that kind of person? Take your bowl and leave quickly..."

I originally thought that you would kill your son today, but I don't want to offend you now. It seems that this good man really can't do it, because others will slap him in the face.

Jia Zhang was suddenly angry at He Yuzhu's rebuke.

"What the hell is a cook with professional ethics? Isn't it just a bowl of chicken soup? It's like it's rare..."

After Jia Zhang finished scolding, she took the bowl and left.

When he walked to the kitchen door of He Yuzhu's house, he even spat at He Yuzhu's house.

He Yuzhu, who was in the kitchen, laughed angrily when he saw this scene.

Before Jia Dongxu died, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu usually used their nostrils to look at people.

Jia Dongxu is a second-level fitter and the apprentice of the first master in the courtyard.

The first uncle is an eighth-level fitter and a master in the steel rolling mill.

And the first uncle has the idea of ​​​​accepting Jia Dongxu as his godson.

When we had dinner together the day before yesterday, Jia Dongxu even kowtowed to recognize his godfather.

Now it's just a matter of choosing a good day, when Jia Dongxu comes to buy things and recognize his bride.

After being married to the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai, and having an eighth-level fitter looking after her, Jia Zhang felt that their Jia family was proud of themselves.

Jia Zhang spat at the door of He's house, but He Yuzhu still didn't care.

By the time he and Xu Damao finished drinking, it was almost the time when the news of Jia Dongxu's death came back.

Just sit at the door and watch the show later. There is no need to waste time with Jia Zhang now.