Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

So, she came here to see her daughter and then went back.

When I go back to have my postpartum confinement, I'll definitely come and stay for ten days or half a month.

We've already discussed it with the old man, and we'll stay in the child's side room.

As for food, we should still provide the necessary supplements, and for the rest, we should cater to the couple's preferences.

She will leave once Yingzi has recovered.

Yingzi's mother had already told her daughter about this beforehand.

Sure enough, as soon as I got back today, Yingzi brought up this matter.

"What is my mom thinking? Nobody kicked her out," Yingzi muttered, feeling a little sad.

I wonder if I did something wrong that made my mother sad.

That's why it felt like a war, with everyone wanting to come and go as soon as they could.

"Just be content!"

Yang Jianguo put his arm around her and laughed, "Would you be happy if I had to stay in front of you every day, acting like a child and nagging you?"

Yingzi thought for a moment, then stubbornly replied, "My mom isn't that kind of person."

"It's nothing special, just decades-old customs and habits. You think it's all fine, and you can adapt to it, right?"

"Are we still relying on Mom? Has she changed or transformed because of you?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yang Jianguo comforted her, "That's good. If you miss home, just go home and visit often."

"When your parents get old, if you want, we can bring them to live with us and take care of them. I promise I won't say a word."

Yingzi feigned a spoiled attitude, turned around and looked up at him: "Oh, so I won't bother you then?"

"By then, he'll be too old, his energy will have long since faded, and even if you ask him to... worry about it, he won't have the... energy, will he?"

Hearing his analysis made Yingzi feel a little better.

He thought to himself, "That's right, I should go back and visit more often with Jianguo, and that will solve the problem."

If they really stay together, who knows what kind of conflicts might arise!

After all, a family can only have one person in charge.

Passed down from generation to generation, it is also a struggle for power.

The older generation is willing to relinquish power, which makes everyone happy.

If the older generation is unhappy, then chaos and disorder will ensue.

Our situation is so good, why aren't we satisfied?

Having figured it out, Yingzi quickly kneaded the dough and then slapped it across the cutting board.

Today we're having pulled noodles with braised pork topping.

Stew the pork until it's very tender and mushy, then cut it into strips. Add some carrot strips, shredded green onions, and cilantro.

Stirring it like this allows the broth to soak in the flavor.

Have a bowl of hand-pulled noodles that are just the right thickness and have a good chewy texture.

Add cold water to keep the dough smooth.

After that, scoop out a spoonful of topping, put it on top, and it's done.

"Slurp, slurp..." Holding the bowl, Yang Jianguo finished eating in no time.

Yingzi reached out her hand and said with a smile, "Another bowl, please."

Yang Jianguo wiped his mouth, got up and said, "I'll do it myself, you eat."

Pour the remaining noodles from the bowl into a large bowl and add two spoonfuls of topping.

He picked it up, mixed it well, and returned to the table to give his wife another bite.

"That's enough, that's enough," Yingzi said, but she couldn't stop him from acting quickly.

This noodle takes up quite a bit of space at the bottom of the bowl!

Yang Jianguo then poured her a portion of the toppings, and only then did he sit down and vigorously stir it a few times.

"You're now a group of two, maybe even three, so you need to eat more."

Upon hearing this, Yingzi looked up and laughed, "You really have your eye on this? If it really happens... don't blame me."

"What's so strange about it?"

Yang Jianguo glared and said, "We're only this old this year, we still have seventy or eighty years to go!"

Yingzi chuckled and scolded playfully, "You're getting more and more ridiculous. You're seventy or eighty years old, how can you still have... a child?"

Yang Jianguo paused for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

A gentle glance from her delicate eyes: "Virtue...

Yang Jianguo felt his body go numb; his daughter-in-law was becoming more and more charming.

That delicate quality seemed to be ingrained in her very bones.

Goodness... if it weren't for taking care of the kids...

Tonight, that spider under the eaves is sure to get a stroke.

"Honey, what did you talk about at the factory today?" After dinner, Yang Jianguo was washing the dishes at the stove when he told her to go back to the kang (heated brick bed) to rest and chat.

Communication is the most important thing between husband and wife.

So no matter how busy you are!

The two of them would chat for a while every day, even if it was just a few witty remarks or some random chatter.

My heart is warmed and I feel happy.

That feeling, even if it doesn't intensify, must at least be kept warm.

"Ideological education seems to be being strictly enforced recently."

"is it?"

Yang Jianguo thought to himself, "The ideological education conference at the steel rolling mill is probably coming soon."

Even the wind has its patterns, like that huge tornado.

It didn't take shape overnight; it accumulated slowly.

By looking beyond appearances to see the truth, one can understand it clearly and see the whole picture.

Otherwise, he's just blind...

Just watch the excitement, make a couple of comments, and that's it.

"At the meeting today, someone proposed the theory that capital is right among us, which startled everyone."

Upon hearing Yingzi say this, Yang Jianguo stopped washing the dishes.

He turned back to sit on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and said earnestly, "Wife, you must not get involved in this matter."

Seeing how nervous he was, Yingzi's heart also tightened.

Any issue involving ideology is bound to be extremely serious.

Judging from his tone, he's about to make a big move.

"Anyway, just don't get involved. Let those educated youths make a fuss."

"Just protect yourself and the children, and let's live a peaceful life."

"If anything happens, just have someone make a call."

"Or you can come directly to the workshop to find me, and I'll talk to the security department about it later."

Security is the responsibility of the security department for all entry and exit procedures within the factory.

Yang Jianguo knows that place very well!

These days, he's been drinking and bragging with the security team quite a bit, and they've developed a very deep relationship!

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Yingzi nodded and took it to heart.

I was thinking that when I got to the factory tomorrow, I'd chat with my girlfriends for a bit.

If something urgent happens to you, there needs to be someone who can get away to send a message or find someone.

She didn't think that her man was joking.

Yingzi is confident that she understands Yang Jianguo better than he does himself in some respects.

It's not something so serious that he'd be afraid of it, so he shouldn't act like this.

But what could be so big that it could frighten Jian Guo, who is usually fearless?

It's nothing serious.

It's not big now, but the seeds of trouble have already been sown.

The next day, Yang Jianguo went out early in the morning.

When I returned to the courtyard, I carried a bag full of books.

"Aunt Liu, here, one for each of you, study hard."

Yang Jianguo shoved the Little Red Book into her hand and said with a smile, "Remember, never lose it."

After finishing, I went to the house across the street and said a few words to Uncle Yi: "You should study the counselor's ideas carefully, take them with you."

No one can refute that statement.

It was just that Yan Laokou kept muttering, "With the founding of the nation, how could I, a private teacher, not have this?"

Yang Jianguo, who had just stepped out the door, turned around and came back...

He snatched the book from his hand and laughed, "That's perfect, saves us the trouble."

“Hey, this kid…” Old Man Yan pointed at him, feeling a pang of sadness.

Why do I have to be so talkative?

Did the duck that was almost in our hands fly away?

Silly Zhu family.

Yang Jianguo gave him a few more copies: "Bring some to your parents too, and also to the deaf old lady, put one there as well."

"What's going on, Jianguo? What's this all about? I don't understand it either!"

Ran Qiuye nudged him from the side, saying, "This silly Zhu, he talks nonsense."

"It's okay if you don't understand, we have Teacher Ran here."

Hearing Yang Jianguo say that, Ran Qiuye chimed in, "That's right, with me here, you don't have to worry about not knowing how. I'll explain it to you later."

"Alright, my wife has the final say. You two are smart, I'll just listen to you."

Silly Zhu is content with his fate; he can just lie flat and listen.

Chapter 182 He Yushui is back, repeatedly getting fleeced.

After dropping Sha Zhu off at his house, Yang Jianguo went to Qin Huairu's house.

Before even entering, they called people out.

"Take this book with you, and have Banggeng read it to you when you get back."

“When we don’t use it, we just put it in the cabinet and leave it standing there.”

"Don't break it!" Qin Huairu nodded after Yang Jianguo finished speaking.

But still, out of curiosity, he asked, "Master, what's going on?"

"Nothing's wrong, just do as I say." Yang Jianguo glared at him, putting on airs like a master.

Qin Huairu didn't dare to ask any more questions and simply nodded in agreement.

She took the book back to her room. Finally, she had a quiet day off. Old Jia, who was sewing shoe soles, noticed what she was holding.