Siheyuan: The farm in my mind is in your hands.

"Thank you for your hard work, Damao. Let's have a drink tonight." Chen Jianghe said with a smile.

This fish is big enough, so there is no need to worry about others eating it.

The key is not to always make good people cry, but to reward others occasionally.

Otherwise, no one will come to help if something happens in the future.

"That's fine! You said it, Chen Jianghe. We have to drink tonight."

Xu Damao is now motivated, and his work is not in vain!

Now other people's resentment began to build up and up.

You said in advance that whoever works will be responsible for the food, so it has nothing to do with Xu Damao!

Chen Jianghe smiled slightly, also very charming.

The country does not support idlers, and his family does not entertain lazy people. Everyone has to work.

While Xu Damao was killing fish in the middle courtyard, Chen Jianghe had already gone home to take a shower, change his clothes, and strolled to the pool in a refreshed state.

"Da Mao, your sister-in-law is already steaming the white flour, you can take the fish to your house and stew it later!

Save some time and have a couple more drinks. ”

Chen Jianghe sat down on the small stool brought over by Mrs. Chen, and he had a good relationship with the group of aunts!

Theoretically, as long as you can get along well with the aunties, there is no job that you can't get.

After all, work is all about dealing with people, and aunties and grandmas are part of the crowd. The key is that they can provide free training.

"That's fine. My pot is pretty big too."

Xu Damao had already scraped the scales and removed the internal organs skillfully, and now it could be chopped up and put into the pot directly.

When it comes to cooking, the best person in the courtyard is actually Sha Zhu.

But he has been going out early and coming back late recently, busy looking for Lao Cai's whereabouts, and he is not in the yard at the moment.

Xu Damao has also improved his cooking skills. Not as good as Sha Zhu’s, but still okay.

There were ten kilograms of fish, and after killing it there was still more than eight kilograms left, filling up a big pot!

This time Chen Jianghe didn't hide anything and directly asked someone to send a bowl to the old lady in the backyard.

After all, I have received benefits from others and I haven't forgotten it.

The rest of the people can be spared, after all, they all have hands and feet, and they are not seventy or eighty years old and unable to move.

As long as you are not lazy, you can have a good meal of meat.

Besides, he is not good at charity.

……

In the middle courtyard of the Jia family, there was a basket of steamed bread and four bowls of white flour on the dining table.

The dish is cabbage stewed with vermicelli. There is not much oil, but it is very fragrant.

"smell good!"

Bang Geng was drooling and kept sniffing the fragrance in the air.

A few days ago, he and his brother Yan Jiefang went to the bamboo forest in the eastern suburbs and were frightened. He only recovered in the past two days.

“It smells pretty good.”

Jia Zhang grabbed a handful of white flour and said nothing more than to save her mouth.

"Chen Jianghe doesn't go to work every day, but he still eats and drinks well. Why is that?!"

This is something Jia Dongxu has never been able to understand, but he admires it infinitely.

Is it possible to live a good life only if I let my wife work for me?

He was a little tempted if Qin Huairu could work in the factory instead of him.

He went out to find other things to do, like fishing...

Maybe I can live a good life every day!

"Hehe~"

"Dongxu, why are you grinning so foolishly?"

Jia Dongxu couldn't help laughing out loud. Qin Huairu glanced at him and felt that the man looked a little abnormal.

"It's nothing, let's eat quickly, maybe our family can live a good life in the future."

Jia Dongxu reached out to touch the white flour, and it was numb. There were four pieces of white flour just now, and they were gone?!

Looking up, Bang Geng had one in his hand, his mother had the second one, and Qin Huairu only ate one...

Can we still live like this? Even the hardworking people at home can’t afford to eat white flour!

In the end, Dongxu had no choice but to take a steamed corn bread, which tasted nothing like white flour and also hurt his throat.

Fortunately, he could still have some white flour at noon at the steel rolling mill. At worst, he could just eat two tomorrow!

"I want to eat fish! I want to eat fish!"

Banggeng started to make a fuss again. The crying child gets candy. He has learned this from Jia Zhang almost exactly.

Unfortunately, the home hardware is like this, and there is no point in crying.

At most, you can get some white flour to fill your stomach.

"Snapped!"

"If you keep yelling, I'll send you away!"

Jia Dongxu felt annoyed when he heard the wolf howling, but since it was his own child, he could not beat it to death except to scold it and give it a few slaps.

He is not a ruthless person like Liu Haizhong, who would eat even his own cubs.

"Give me to Chen Jianghe as his son! You useless thing!"

The kid learned the insulting trick from Jia Zhang, and the first sentence is the kid's true inner thoughts.

Nowadays, even kids are greedy and whoever has meat is their father!

"Hey, grandson, please stop making trouble.

Have you forgotten that last time, you went to Chen's house to be someone's son, and ended up getting beaten up and bleeding!"

Jia Zhang took the opportunity to take the flour from Banggeng's hand and started to eat it.

But she had already eaten two, and she really couldn't finish a third in one meal, and it wouldn't taste good if she ate any more.

Just put it in the basket and have it as a snack when you are hungry in the middle of the night.

Seeing that his mother had put down the flour, Jia Dongxu thought, what is he waiting for?

He just grabbed it in his hand. Even though the white flour had been taken a bite by his mother, his dear mother didn't despise it.

"..."

Jia Zhang was so embarrassed that she had never seen anyone so kind.

But she was also snatched away from Bang Geng, so he is her grandson and she doesn't look down on him.

Qin Huairu was also confused. It turned out that these two people had eaten two bowls of white flour, but she was stupid enough to only eat one!

The sticks were even more annoying. He didn't get to eat any of them. While he was complaining, the dry food in his hand was taken away by his grandmother.

……

Front yard, Chen's house.

Chen's mother, Lou Xiao'e and Duoduo ate a portion of fish and did not sit at the same table with the two drinkers.

It’s not that women can’t sit at the table to eat, but the smell of alcohol is too strong and he’s afraid that Lou Xiao’e can’t stand it.

Besides, there are three women occupying the big table and two men squeezing into a small table.

There is absolutely no sexism.

Liu Xianglan didn't come to the front yard. When Xu Damao cooked the fish, he had already served her a large bowl of fish, enough for her to eat at home.

"Chen Jianghe, what do you think is going on with my wife?"

Xu Damao started complaining after just one drink. He didn't eat much of the food. It was just his habit.

"Da Mao, Director Zhang has already checked it out. There is nothing wrong with Liu Xianglan."

Chen Jianghe knew that he couldn't avoid this matter today.

After all, today is Lou Xiao'e's pregnancy check-up period, and Liu Xianglan's physical examination day.

"Have you ever thought that maybe the problem lies with you?"

Some things should be said only when they are right. If you continue, the other person's face as a man will be trampled on.

"That's impossible. I'm in good health! I'm not bragging, but I can have sex eight times a night!"

Xu Damao took another sip of wine and his tongue became limp when he spoke.

Since ancient times, giving birth has been a woman's job, and women are always blamed for not being able to give birth. How could a man like him have a problem!

Xu Damao was just being stubborn on the surface. He was actually worried in his heart, fearing that there was really something wrong with his body.

It is impossible for him to go to a big hospital for examination. As a grown man, he cannot afford to lose face.

"How about I make some homemade remedies to drink..."