Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 14: Jia Zhang is bad from the very beginning (please collect and recommend)

But he hasn't figured out how to get rid of these things yet. He will have to study it tonight to see if he can dismantle them, and then ask the old lady for help. He doesn't dare to ask others because those people are not so tight-lipped. Even if he asks the old lady, he has to test it out first.

He didn't even dare to look for a tailor outside. He would probably be reported to the detective team by the tailor as soon as he went there. There was no place to buy cotton these days, and even if he could get it, it wouldn't come from a good source. Many people's clothes were stuffed with straw, which looked thick but would be blown through by the wind. That's why Yi Zhonghai and the others wore work clothes, to keep warm.

He packed the soybeans swiftly and picked up five or six potatoes. The potatoes at that time were not as big as those in later generations. In later generations, one large potato could make a whole dish of stir-fry. Then he casually packed some cabbage and climbed out of the cellar and returned to the kitchen.

Once he entered the kitchen, he soaked the soybeans and then began to peel the potatoes.

"Oh, you finally have some life in your eyes, your old man doesn't even need me to tell you anything." He Daqing teased with a smile when he saw He Yuzhu being so self-conscious.

"I'm not the youngest in our family anymore." He Yuzhu replied casually.

"Wife, did you hear that? Our Zhuzi has grown up!"

"Need I tell you? If it weren't for my son yesterday, we would have been in trouble." As she spoke, Chen Lanxiang thought of her son who hadn't paid the medical fee yet. Zhuzi probably forgot about it since he didn't mention it today.

She put He Yushui away and took out a bundle from the bottom of the big box on the kang. She opened the bundle and found two small yellow croakers, a roll of dollars, and dozens of scattered dollars. This was all the wealth of the old He family.

Of course, she also had a dowry, which she hid separately. She didn't dare take it out for fear of people noticing it. It was more eye-catching than a small yellow croaker.

If He Yuzhu knew, he would have to ask, what's wrong with this plot? When did the He family become so rich? There is no dowry in the original novel. Could it be that He Daqing gave it to the White Widow?
She counted out ten silver dollars from the box, found a cloth wrapper and stuffed it under her pillow. She thought, don't forget to ask Zhuzi to deliver it tomorrow morning. After stuffing the bundle to the bottom of the box, she sat down and looked at He Yushui, then she remembered that He Daqing said that martial law was underway in Dongtangzi Hutong.

"What should we do? Should we send Daqing? No, that's too dangerous. Let's wait and send Zhuzi when the situation calms down."

She herself didn't even realize it, but she had unknowingly treated her son as a little adult. Her son's behavior yesterday and what he said to her later made her subconsciously believe that her son could handle this matter.

He Daqing cooked the millet porridge, scooped out the rice soup and brought it into the inner room. He glanced at Chen Lanxiang who was feeding the child with rice soup and felt a little worried.

I thought that my wife should produce milk quickly, otherwise the child would suffer. How could rice soup satisfy the child?

He Yuzhu peeled the potatoes and washed and cut the cabbage into pieces. After doing all this, he looked up at He Daqing and said, "Dad, what are you cutting the potatoes into?"

"Let's cut it into shreds." He Daqing said.

"okay."

"Chop, chop, chop" the rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables can be heard in the kitchen.

He Daqing glanced at his son who was concentrating on shredding potatoes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "This kid has quite a talent."

He turned around and washed the pig's trotters that had been singed, put the pot back on the stove, then put the pig's trotters into the pot to blanch them, and then began to prepare the seasoning for stewing the pig's trotters.

While he was busy, he looked at He Yuzhu from time to time, his eyes full of satisfaction. He had seen the changes in his son in the past two days. Although he felt strange, he was more happy.

As night falls, the aroma of food wafts from every household in the courtyard.

The Jia family was still dominated by complaints and curses from Jia Zhangshi. When her son went to play with that idiot Zhuzi that afternoon and was rejected, she wanted to go out and scold him, but she forcibly endured the humiliation she had suffered that morning.

Of course, she was more thinking about using Sha Zhuzi's promotion to vent her anger. When she calmed down, she would let her son cheat the silly boy of delicious food. Jia Dongxu couldn't help but eat the two eggs. Jia Zhangshi couldn't bear to blame her son, but she complained that the He family had so many eggs but didn't know to give some to the neighbors.

"Dad Dongxu, do you think the pig's trotter is delicious?"

"No money!" Jia Laonian answered decisively.

"Can't you go to the He family and ask for a bowl for your son? Look how skinny your son is."

"No, I'm not that shameless!"

"Why did I marry a loser like you? Others eat meat every day, but look at what we eat? We only eat plain vegetables, cabbage, potatoes, and water every day. There's not even a drop of oil!"

"you deserve it!"

"Jia Laonian, don't you want to live like this anymore? Don't you want me to take my son back to the countryside?"

Laonian Jia was silent. Jia Zhang was really a loser. He was a good young man at that time, but he didn't expect that he married a good wife, but a disaster. Within two years of her marriage, his parents died one after another, and this damn woman was getting fatter and fatter. He guessed that his parents were abused to death by his wife, but he had no evidence. He wanted to divorce her, but he thought too much. Jia Zhang's brothers from her natal family came to his door and beat him up.

He thought he could finally relax for a while after he got pregnant with his son that year, but he suffered even more during that period. His wife was never satisfied with what she had and could not do anything, like a Pixiu. The household allowance she gave him would definitely not be spent by the end of the month, so he had to use the money he earned from eating out to subsidize the family.

The child was born a boy, he was so happy, but he never expected that disaster would come. The shrew said every day that her son needed breastfeeding, and his milk was not enough and needed nutrition. As a result, after a month of confinement, the dead woman gained a lot of weight.

He is now immune to this situation. It has only been a short time since the Chinese New Year, and the family also ate meat during the Chinese New Year. What kind of family wants to eat meat every day?

What he couldn't stand the most was the woman's shamelessness. She couldn't stand other people's families being better off, and she couldn't stand other people eating good food.

His son has been led astray and he is unable to educate him. Now he is just a working ox of the Jia family. He will die of exhaustion when he dies. He only hopes that his son can set up his own household before he dies, so that he can continue the Jia family's bloodline.

After the pig's trotter soup was ready, He Daqing sent another bowl to the old lady in the backyard, and then the father and son each drank a small bowl. After Chen Lanxiang offered it several times, the father and son both wanted some, so she could only eat a pig's trotter and drink a large bowl of soup herself. She was not greedy, but she was afraid that her daughter would be hungry.

After dinner, He Yuzhu washed the dishes and took advantage of his parents taking care of his sister in the inner room. He said, "Mom and Dad, I'm going back to my room to sleep. I'm tired from playing today."

"Put some coal in the stove so you don't freeze in the middle of the night. There is no kang in your room." He Daqing said.

"Got it, Dad."

"Okay, go quickly." Chen Lanxiang originally wanted to ask why her son changed his personality today and didn't play with Jia Dongxu, but actually played well with his little rival Xu Damao.

But when she saw that her son looked listless, she knew that he was indeed tired, so she didn't ask any more questions.

(End of this chapter)