Siheyuan, don't yell at me

As expected by He Daqing, just two days later, the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang was rated as an advanced courtyard house.

It was the newly appointed director Wang of the subdistrict office who personally brought the good news and even brought a reward.

Every household is given half a pound of peanuts and half a pound of melon seeds.

The residents of the courtyard were naturally delighted to see the addition of an advanced person.

I didn't expect that Yi Zhonghai, who was paraded through the streets in the hospital, could be promoted. Many people couldn't understand it.

Don’t underestimate half a pound of peanuts and half a pound of melon seeds, it’s just that little bit.

Now we buy grain with grain coupons, and everyone eats a fixed amount, and there is no room for more.

The war had just ended, and logically speaking, the lives of ordinary people should be somewhat more comfortable.

Unexpectedly, we had to support North Korea’s post-war reconstruction.

What the Soviet big brother asked for could not be refused.

After all, the entire industrial system in China is being built with the help of the Soviet Union.

Although it was only a short period of five or six years, it would not be long before China and the Soviet Union fell out.

But the Soviet big brother did lay a good foundation for China's industry.

As the year-end approaches, factories are closed for holiday and the streets are crowded with people.

People put on new clothes that they usually didn't want to wear, and lined up everywhere with their families, young and old, to buy the few New Year's goods.

On He Daqing's head sat his son He Shengjun, teasing him from time to time. Liu Shengli was in Liu Lan's arms, and Qin Huairu and He Yushui, with pouting faces, stood beside him.

A group of people strolled along the streets of the old city, enjoying the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

Although there is nothing missing at home.

But when they saw people queuing, Qin Huairu and Liu Lan couldn't help but move forward, wanting to buy a little of everything.

Sha Zhu was not far away, and was surrounded by two pretty widows on his left and right. There was also an ugly baby sitting on his head, which was obviously their biological child.

He Daqing was quite satisfied with this.

He Daqing was very pleased to see the He family's bloodline flourishing.

It's not in vain that Grandpa He Daqing's teachings came. Anyone who comes here will have to say something to Sha Zhu, which is quite like his father.

The busiest places are always grocery stores, especially in front of the meat counters.

Before buying meat, customers need to shout "half a pound of meat" so that the butcher cutting the meat behind the counter can hear it.

Then take out the money and meat purchase receipt and ask the salesperson to issue a receipt.

Only those who line up at the front can buy some fatty pork, while those who line up at the back can mostly only buy lean meat, or beef or mutton.

Compared with previous years, the people living around Nanluoguxiang have definitely had a good year this year.

In just these few days, He Daqing has sold nearly 10,000 kilograms of meat through the Pigeon Market, the steel mill canteen, and the meat processing plant, both openly and secretly.

Ten thousand kilograms of meat would only cause a slight splash on the market. Even if there was ten times more, the starving people would be able to eat it all.

As for whether someone would come to his door, He Daqing was not worried at all.

He Daqing would still pay a little attention to cadres at the ministerial level and above and give them some face.

There isn't anyone so blind as to come and ask questions and get to the bottom of things.

The courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang was even more happy, as Jia Zhang had returned with her man.

The man was in his forties and looked decent. Most importantly, he had a decent job working in a meat processing factory. Needless to say, his salary was good.

Now that Jia Zhang had a man to support her, she stood up straighter and spoke louder, and even dared to challenge Hou Xiaomei.

"Little Sister Hou, do you really need to take care of my Zhang Meili's affairs?

I just came to inform you that my son Dongxu should attend my wedding on the eighth day of the first lunar month. I want it to be a grand wedding.

Bang Geng, come here and let grandma hug you."

Hou Xiaomei thought of He Daqing's warning and wanted to say something several times, but finally she endured it.

You can ignore anyone in the hospital, but you cannot lose face for He Daqing, otherwise you will die a miserable death. Yi Zhonghai is a living example.

Although I can't beat or scold Jia Zhang directly, who is Hou Xiaomei? These two days have not been in vain.

"Bang Geng, what have I taught you these past two days? Tell your grandma about it."

The little stick terrier was encouraged and shouted loudly:

"Old beast, Zhang Meili!

Zhang Meili, you old beast!

Fuck, fuck, you old bastard! "

Jia Zhang's head buzzed and she almost exploded with anger. Her eyes went dark and she fell backwards.

Fortunately, Jia Dongxu was quick-eyed and quick-handed and reached out to hold him.

"Hou Xiaomei, how did you teach your child?

Look at you, you made my mother angry."

Hou Xiaomei raised her neck.

"You deserve to be pissed off. You're already old, but you have no shame at all.

Move your mother to the outer room. Don’t let her die in our inner room. I think it’s unlucky.”

Jia Dongxu's heart was beating fast and his breathing was rapid. It took him a while to recover.

Without saying a word or even looking at Hou Xiaomei, Jia Dongxu helped Jia Zhangshi to sit down at the table in the outer room.

Jia Zhang finally calmed down and looked at Jia Dongxu.

"What a sin, what a sin! What sin did our Jia family commit? Why would God send this thing to marry me?

Dongxu, you are the head of the family, you have to stand up~"

Jia Dongxu originally had a concerned look on his face, but his expression suddenly darkened.

"Mom, I, I can't stand up~

Woohoo~”

After saying that, he burst into tears, with snot and tears rolling down his face.

Jia Zhang sighed, as if she had accepted her fate.

“Oh, don’t blame you, it might be genetic.

Your father was the same back then, a wimp.

My son, don't cry, don't cry.

There is more to life than just the crotch.

My mother is getting married soon, and I can't take care of the household affairs.

After all, you are a man.

If Hou Xiaomei throws a tantrum, don't indulge her. Beat her when she deserves it and scold her when she deserves it. Can she beat you?

Don't be afraid of her, and don't be afraid of her family.

As long as He Daqing is still in this courtyard, Hou Xiaomei's family will not be able to cause any trouble.

It’s okay, just get closer to Sha Zhu. As long as Sha Zhu is willing to speak for you, you don’t have to be afraid of anything..."

Jia Zhang's husband was walking back and forth in the yard. He didn't wait for Jia Zhang to come out to greet him, thinking that something had happened.

He smoked one cigarette after another, shaking his hands and feet from time to time to cool off.

He Daqing came in from the yard with his family, young and old, carrying lots and lots of bags, and happened to see it.

The last time we parted in a hurry, I didn’t see clearly who Jia Zhang’s lover was, but this time I saw it clearly.

He Daqing asked:

"Have you just returned from retirement?

What's the name of the squad leader of the second company? "

The man didn't expect to see his old comrade here, and his face was filled with smiles.

"Captain He, it's me. My name is Huang Youcai, and Liu Dabiao is my company commander..."