Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

These will be his resources and capital for dealing with crises.

Within the factory, he commanded immense prestige and influence.

It is his most powerful defensive weapon, protecting everything.

"Master Yang, are you back?"

"Okay, I'm going back now. I have to go to the market today."

"Master Yang, are you buying something delicious for your wife again?"

Yang Jianguo smiled at the person but didn't say anything.

Once inside the bike shed, thankfully no one greeted me anymore.

I spotted Big Liu sitting on a cart, repairing a chain.

Yang Jianguo chuckled and said, "Uncle Liu, still busy?"

Turning his head and seeing him, Da Liu laughed and said, "Ah, I'll go back as soon as I'm done with this."

Yang Jianguo patted the back seat, "I'll give you a ride to the market."

"Hurry up and go, I'll be here for a while!" Da Liu waved his hand vigorously and then turned back to his work.

Yang Jianguo didn't stand on ceremony anymore, and said while pushing the cart, "Then I'll be going now, Uncle Liu."

"Go!"

I bought a live chicken at the market, tied it up, and hung it up.

Yang Jianguo saw that there were river shrimp for sale and quickly ordered twenty.

Yingzi loves to eat this; she boils it in water and dips it in vinegar.

Alternatively, you can sauté it in oil with garlic.

She likes it no matter what.

"Master, give me twenty shrimp." Another person came to buy shrimp, and Yang Jianguo glanced at them casually.

Is this Lou Xiao'e?

She wore a long cheongsam and had a hairpin in her hair.

She wore a pearl necklace and solid gold earrings in the shape of gold leaves.

She was holding a stylish women's handbag adorned with feathers.

When she opened the bag, she was wearing a jade bracelet on her exposed wrist.

It is bright and translucent.

Upon opening the bag, a stack of ten-yuan bills was found inside.

A quick glance reveals at least two or three hundred items.

As expected of a young lady from a wealthy family, she is quite wealthy.

Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss just because you come to the market to buy some vegetables?

It's as if she's afraid no one will know that you're the daughter of a capitalist.

Sure enough, as soon as I stood there and paid, people started pointing and whispering about me.

Their conversation implied that this person came from some capitalist family.

Some people are really malicious, saying all sorts of things.

Those who should be arrested and imprisoned, those who should be executed, are all parasites and lackeys of the previous dynasty; there's nothing good about them anyway.

However, they would only mutter a few words quietly.

No one actually ran up to her and yelled at her.

Hearing those comments, and then noticing Yang Jianguo looking at him.

Lou Xiao'e shrank back uncomfortably, feeling humiliated and indignant about her identity and fate.

Their family clearly supported the revolution; they donated so much money that the factory could have become a joint venture.

Is it wrong to be rich?

Also, although people used to point fingers and gossip, it was never this excessive.

It was almost as if someone would just come up to her and spit on her.

"What are you looking at? Our family supports the revolution." Lou Xiao'e suddenly looked up and said to Yang Jianguo.

Startled, Yang Jianguo chuckled.

Does she think that she is being discriminated against because of her identity?

He was only meeting the person in person for the first time, and was feeling somewhat emotional, lost in reminiscence.

However, to everyone else, he just seemed to be staring blankly at Lou Xiao'e.

It's not surprising that she would misunderstand.

"Sorry, lost my mind."

Yang Jianguo nodded apologetically, and the shrimp seller wrapped up the river shrimp and handed him two oil paper bags.

With another nod and a smile, Yang Jianguo left.

Standing there, Lou Xiao'e stared blankly at the receding figure.

The other person's gaze just now clearly showed no discrimination.

She sees herself as just another ordinary girl from a normal family.

She had seen people who were envious, jealous, hateful, hostile, angry, and fawning…

Almost every expression that appears when you see her.

But the only unusual thing was that it was the first time she had ever seen it.

Who is that man?

Yang Jianguo was naturally unaware of this; it was just a casual glance that aroused Lou Xiao'e's curiosity about him.

What ordinary people envy is normal for her.

What is commonplace for ordinary people is a treasure to her.

If he knew all this, he would definitely glare at her with disdain before storming off in anger.

This level of acting skill is not something he can easily master.

When I got home, I pried the car up and went inside.

Aunt Yi stood up and said, "Jianguo, you're back."

"Hey, the child isn't making a fuss, is he?" Yang Jianguo asked with a smile.

"No fuss, he's being good!"

Aunt Yi smiled and replied, "I just fell asleep, so be quiet. I'm going back now."

Yang Jianguo nodded and said, "I'll see you off."

At the door, Yang Jianguo took an oil paper bag off the handlebars: "Auntie, take this home and try it."

Aunt Yi asked curiously, "What's this?"

I glanced inside and saw there were five large shrimp.

When he bought the shrimp, he specifically asked the butcher to pack them separately.

Aunt Yi tried to put it back at him, saying, "No."

Yang Jianguo pushed him away, saying, "Don't be so polite with me. Just take it. This back and forth makes us seem distant."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Yi could no longer push it.

The person meant that they were getting close to her, and overjoyed, Aunt Yi picked up the oil paper bag.

He said a few words happily, then picked it up and headed back.

The things...are good things...but what they represent makes her even happier.

We've made progress with the founding of the nation.

I peeked into the room and saw the two children sleeping on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Yang Jianguo started killing the chicken.

Holding its head and claws, its neck arched, it aimed at the basin.

The sharp knife was pulled outwards, sizzle!

Chickens whose legs can't move are hung on the handlebars and bled.

Yang Jianguo took the shrimp back into the house.

I soaked the shrimp first, then went to the kang (heated brick bed) to check on the children for a while.

When it came out again, the chicken blood had all been drained.

The water sitting on the stove was poured into a basin.

I lifted the chicken up and down several times to scald its feathers.

Finally, put the whole thing inside, turning it over and plucking its fur as you go.

Once all the chicken feathers have been removed.

Yang Jianguo carried the chicken into the house and placed it in a clean basin.

Then go outside and knock all the chicken feathers out, and pour out the water.

Throw the chicken feathers in there, we'll clean it up later.

These chicken feathers can be used to make feather dusters later.

I've saved up quite a bit over time, and with this one, it should be enough.

Chapter 208 This dad is amazing, what does it mean to be a good father? (Bonus Chapter)

When Yingzi returned, Yang Jianguo had already started stewing the chicken.

It was sprinkled with red dates and goji berries.

I poured in some white wine to remove the fishy smell and add flavor, and then I didn't forget to add the ginseng rootlets.

The earthenware pot was placed on the stove, bubbling away.

Yingzi first went to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to check on her son and daughter before preparing to cook.

"You bought shrimp too?" After hanging up the clothes, Yingzi rolled up her sleeves and went to the stove, where she saw the shrimp in the basin.

“We happen to have some for sale, don’t you like it?” Yang Jianguo held his son, who had just woken up, and lifted him high on the kang (a heated brick bed).

He was giggling and having a blast.

He was more active than usual during this time.

As for An'an, she was still fast asleep with her little mouth open.

Judging from her expression, she definitely wasn't behaving herself this afternoon.

She's exhausted herself, and Aunt Yi must be feeling pretty worn out too.

This old lady really goes to great lengths to take care of the child.

Knowing this, Yang Jianguo thought of sharing some shrimp with her when he bought them.

Yingzi was cooking when Yang Jianguo took his son off the kang (a heated brick bed).

I found a notebook or manuscript, put my arm around him in my lap with one hand, and studied with the book in the other.

Reading is a habit and hobby that Yang Jianguo developed after coming here.

When you can gain something from a book, understand it, and learn it thoroughly.

Actually, reading is quite interesting!