Siheyuan: Get the system at the beginning

Today, an auntie steamed a large pot of steamed buns made of two-grain flour and steamed buns made of wild vegetables. After the steamed buns and buns were cooked,

He took a steamed bun made of two grains of flour, a steamed bun made of wild vegetables, a bowl of clear cornmeal soup, a small plate filled with chopped pickles, and of course a boiled egg that had been used several times, put them in a basket and walked to the backyard.

Whenever you meet someone on the street, that person will know what kind of food the old lady is giving to the deaf old lady.

Ever since the deaf old lady became paralyzed in bed, the door of her house has never been locked. The old lady just pushes the door lightly and it opens.

"The old lady has eaten."

As usual, the aunt pushed open the door and walked in. While talking, she put the basket she brought on the table, then took out several bowls and placed them on the table.

In fact, the deaf old lady had not eaten steamed buns and corn bread for a long time, and the aunt brought these over just for show.

She walked into the inner room carrying the corn noodle soup. The person on the bed was motionless as usual. The aunt had gotten used to it. She endured the unpleasant smell in the room and walked to the bed, taking a spoon and pouring the soup into the old lady's mouth as usual.

He took a spoon and scooped some soup to the old lady's mouth, but found that there was no movement for a long time. Then he looked up and saw that the old lady had opened her eyes. The white eyeballs that used to be clear had now turned dark yellow.

Staring at the beam without blinking, the aunt was startled and her hands trembled unconsciously, and the soup spilled directly into the old lady's mouth. The soup in the spoon flowed down the corners of her mouth to her neck and disappeared into her collar.

"Old lady, old lady."

Seeing this scene, although he already knew that the old lady was dead, he still shouted a few times. The next moment, he placed the bowl in his hand on the stool beside the bed and checked her breath with trembling fingers.

The person was already dead. Although the aunt had been prepared in her heart, she was still somewhat panicked when the moment came. After all, no one knew better than her how the old lady died.

Zhang Xiaoyan returned home, closed the door, and took out a plate of braised fish, spicy and sour potato shreds, and a bowl of rice from the space. Of course, these were all made in the space, and no one could smell anything with the door closed.

When I was enjoying my meal, I suddenly heard the sound of a bowl breaking from the next door, followed by the crying of an old lady. I curled my lips in disdain. Didn’t everyone else know that she lived next door?

But this old lady is really enduring lying in bed. It has been several months already. Isn't this just suffering?

Zhang Xiaoyan said this in her heart without any love, but she quickly discarded the idea. After all, what's the point of thinking so much? It's better to fill your stomach and go to watch the fun later.

"Wuwuwuwuwu the old lady is gone wuwuwuwu..."

The old lady broke the bowl, threw the steamed bun made of two grains of flour on the ground beside the bed, and ran out staggeringly while crying loudly. Before leaving, she did not forget to open all the doors and windows.

"What do you say?"

After all, the backyard is some distance away from the middle yard. The people chatting in the middle yard only heard the wailing of the old lady and did not hear the rest clearly. They stretched their heads to look at the moon gate, wanting to know what had happened.

"The old lady is gone! What else could have caused her to cry like this?"

Mrs. Jia curled her lips in disdain and said that she didn't think that Auntie was really crying. After all, she had secretly gone to the back to look around before, and not only did she get nothing, but she also smelled a foul odor. It didn't suffocate her at the time. If she hadn't been unable to speak at the time, she would have gone to scold Auntie a hundred times.

The news that the deaf old lady had passed away spread quickly throughout the courtyard, and many people were talking about it. Some of the braver ones ran into the house to see what was going on. After returning to the courtyard, the look in her eyes and her expression made people know that there was a story at a glance, and everyone started gossiping and chatting even more happily.

After getting off work, the three uncles got together to discuss and decided to notify the street office first. After all, the deaf old lady was an elderly widower, and the state had special care for these people. The street office would also take care of their birth, illness, funeral and other issues.

After the death of the deaf old lady, Zhang Xiaoyan thought that these uncles would gather everyone together for a meeting, but that didn't happen.

There was no three-day stay for the body of the deceased. No one broke pots, no one held up banners, and there was not even anyone burning paper.

The reason was that after the uncle asked the street office to notify them, they only had time to ask the aunt to change the deaf old lady's clothes. Nothing else was done before the street office, which received the news, sent people and cars to take away the old lady's body. Of course, two doctors and two police officers also came.

After confirming that the deaf old lady's death was not man-made, he only left a message for the uncle in charge to go to the street office to handle the formalities the next day, and then everything was fine.

The speed and behavior of the street office were a blow to the old man, who was a traditional person. It also made him more determined to find someone to take care of him until the end of his life.

The death of the deaf old lady was only discussed by everyone in the courtyard for a few days, and then the topic was thrown aside. After a long time, no one mentioned it again. Of course, this is a story for later.

Zhang Xiaoyan ate a very boring melon, and after returning home, she took out the rice paper and prepared to draw a portrait. This was also a skill she signed in when the Dragon Raised its Head on February 2.

I was painting with great enthusiasm when I heard some noises coming from next door. The body of the deaf old lady had been taken away by a car sent by the street office in the afternoon, so I didn't know who was in the old lady's room now.

"Hurry up and check if there's anything under the kang mat. You're such a fool. You've been serving the old lady for so long, but you didn't dare to do anything. You're too timid. You didn't even seize so many legitimate opportunities."

Yi Zhonghai said unhappily with a dark face, and moved the chest of drawers back to its original place quietly. He thought there would be a secret compartment on the wall but there wasn't, so he could only resign himself to moving the chest of drawers back.

"How dare I! I'm afraid people will think I have some selfish motives. I never even close the door every day. What if someone breaks in and sees me while I'm turning over the door? Will our reputation still be in jeopardy?"

The aunt said with a gloomy face that she had searched every corner of the room except the kang, but still couldn't find what she wanted, and she became anxious.

"I heard that the landlords used to have secret compartments in their homes. Could this old woman have hidden something underground?"

The old lady carried the quilt and mattress to the table and pulled aside the curtain of the kang, while she spoke suspiciously without stopping her hands.