Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

In a little while, I'll have to pull it off and keep gnawing on it.

Yingzi had no choice but to wash his feet clean every day, and let him gnaw on them if he wanted to!

I glanced at the time; it was almost 9 p.m., and I still hadn't heard any noise outside.

However, it wasn't just two people who didn't return.

The rest of the workers in the steel rolling mill were all the same.

"Hey, I heard that Yan Jiefang is doing quite well at the factory."

"To be honest, he's quite capable; he managed to persuade your family to take action."

When Ran Qiuye brought this up, Yingzi also had something to say.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. As long as someone is down-to-earth, willing to work hard and study diligently, they can succeed."

“Jianguo is not an unreasonable person. He can’t not even give an apprentice a chance.”

"However, I also heard him mention that Yan Jiefang is doing a good job at the factory."

"Once I entered the factory, I worked diligently and learned from the experienced workers. I was not only hardworking, but also quick-witted."

"Serving tea and water, getting meals and massaging legs, making the master feel comfortable."

"Compared to his honest and simple older brother, he's quite cunning."

Ran Qiuye nodded and said, "Being a little sly is good; it makes people like you."

“Being too cunning isn’t good either, it’s like trying to find loopholes.” Yingzi’s smile was strange, which made Ran Qiuye, who was about to reply, pause in surprise.

Then, realizing what was happening, she stomped her foot and bumped into Yingzi, saying, "You're getting more and more unserious."

"What nonsense! We're mothers now, not virgins anymore. What are you pretending for?"

Yingzi lowered her voice and whispered something in her ear.

Ran Qiuye was initially somewhat resistant, but she gradually relaxed.

The two of them, heads close together, kept whispering to each other.

Every now and then he would throw his head back and laugh wildly, which was quite exaggerated.

Yang Jianguo and Shazhu returned one after the other on their bicycles.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard the two of them laughing: "What's going on? Why are you so happy?"

Sha Zhu lifted the car onto the steps and propped it up on the steps in front of his house.

Yang Jianguo was also curious. He propped up the car and pushed open the door, asking, "What good news is this?"

Seeing him return, the two smiled at each other, and Yingzi said, "It's nothing, it's a woman's privacy."

Yang Jianguo chuckled and said, "You're talking about privacy now? Fine, I'll go watch the kids."

When they got to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), they saw Zhiyuan holding his toes and nibbling on them.

Yang Jianguo pulled it down for him and deliberately complained, "You're always gnawing on things, aren't you afraid of chewing the skin off?"

I glanced at him, and the kid acted like nothing had happened.

Her little feet lifted upwards, her little hands grabbed, grabbed, grabbed, and pulled upwards, 'squeak, squeak...'

Okay, forget I said anything.

Yang Jianguo picked up his daughter, who was reaching out for a hug, kissed her cheek, and smiled, "My daughter is the sweetest."

Then I saw Dazhuang lying flat on the kang (a heated brick bed).

She chuckled and pinched his arm, which was as thick as a lotus root. "Dazhuang, is your lotus root ripe or not?"

Dazhuang glanced at him curiously, then continued to lie flat and stare at the ceiling.

That expression, those eyes…

"I'm lying down, do whatever you want!" Yang Jianguo laughed heartily at his words.

That kid's really something!

"Wife, I'm home." Sha Zhu pushed open the door and came in.

Today is the Beginning of Winter, and the two families agreed in advance to make dumplings together.

Actually, Yingzi and Ran Qiuye had already discussed it and each informed their own men.

Only those who work have the right to speak. Yang Jianguo just sits and waits to be fed, so he naturally listens.

"Dazhuang, Dazhuang, look who I am!" Shazhu also came over, trying to amuse the child.

He glanced sideways, then said, 'I'll continue lying flat.'

"Pfft, hahaha..."

Yang Jianguo couldn't help but laugh; the kid's eyes were just too funny.

Pinching his son's cheek, Sha Zhu joked self-deprecatingly, "Well, this kid's got a problem with me now."

When Ran Qiuye returned from delivering the dumplings to the stove, she saw this and muttered, "Don't pinch my cheeks, or I'll start drooling again."

Sha Zhu reluctantly let go and said, "No, no, honey, I'll make you some dipping sauce."

"Yeah, that one was especially delicious last time." Ran Qiuye went to the stove with him and mentioned to Yingzi how fragrant the dipping sauce was.

At Qin Huairu's house next door, Granny Jia and the other woman had just finished making dumplings.

The family is now wealthy.

Before winter arrived this time, Qin Huairu also prepared a lot of things.

I bought a bunch of scallions and gave some to my teacher's wife, Aunt Liu, and Teacher Ran.

The rest, I gave some to Aunt Yi.

Regardless of what happens to Yi Zhonghai later, his predecessors certainly provided him with a lot of support and assistance.

Even if someone is just looking for someone like Sha Zhu to take care of them in their old age, there's a ulterior motive involved.

The real benefit is that my family has settled down here.

This favor should be remembered and repaid.

In the past, there were no other options, but now Qin Huairu brings Aunt Yi some food every now and then.

I just considered it as repaying the favor I had done back then. The guilt in my heart and the unease of not being assertive in front of others gradually disappeared.

The refreshing feeling throughout his body made Qin Huai feel as if it were a sweet treat.

She even gave me a small bowl of the filling from the scallion dumplings I made today; it was enough for the two of them.

With a splash, dumplings were dropped into the pot, and as the pot was stirred, Granny Jia asked with a greedy look, "Huai Ru, what are we eating for the New Year this year?"

With more than two months until the Chinese New Year, are they already making plans?

Qin Huairu felt somewhat helpless, but when she thought about how Jia Pozi was now, all she did was go to meetings to keep up with her work.

Compared to before, it's infinitely better.

The slight annoyance in my heart dissipated. "I'll cook some braised pork, buy a fish, and the rest... I'll take a look."

With a high salary of fifty yuan, Qin Huairu spoke with more confidence.

"Gulp." Granny Jia swallowed hard, and turned her head to see Sha Zhu walking past outside.

"Is this silly Zhu carrying dumplings to deliver to the old lady?" Granny Jia muttered.

Qin Huai opened his mouth, but held back from saying anything.

You can't condemn a person outright; you have to gradually correct their bad habits.

Every day, something seems wrong.

If everything is wrong, that won't do.

If you keep saying "I'll keep it" too much, I'll just give up and say "whatever."

So, the matter of calling someone "Silly Pillar".

As long as she avoids the situation and doesn't confront her directly, Qin Huairu pretends not to hear it.

However, he turned to look at the three children beside him.

Qin Huairu said sternly, "You lot are not allowed to imitate him. You have to call him Uncle He, do you hear me?"

Banggeng and Xiaodang nodded in agreement, while Xiaohuaihua, who had just learned to say "Mom, Brother, Sister," was still not speaking fluently.

But she giggled and imitated, "Shy...shy...whoosh."

They walked through the doorway and into the deaf old woman's courtyard. Sha Zhu called out, "Grandma, I've brought you dumplings."

Inside the house, the old lady was sitting at the table, watching Yi Zhonghai and his wife making dumplings and chatting.

Hearing Sha Zhu's shout, he immediately laughed, "It's Zhu Zi! Come in quickly, kid."

Before he could finish speaking, Sha Zhu went inside and saw Yi Zhonghai and his wife.

She called out, "Auntie Yi, Uncle Yi."

Sha Zhu turned to the old lady and grinned foolishly, "Grandma, try these shrimp dumplings."

Chapter 224 Decision: Revolutionary Committee Enters Factory (Extra Chapter, Seeking Full Subscription)

These shrimp dumplings weren't easy to come by; Yang Jianguo had specifically contacted the shrimp vendor at the market beforehand.

After paying the deposit, they reserved fifty-two river shrimp for us.

Bring it back, cut off the head and tail, and divide it into three.

First, spread the filling inside the dumpling, then stuff a small section of the prepared shrimp into the dumpling.

That's it!

When Yang Jianguo said he wanted to do this, Yingzi was heartbroken.

It's something I really enjoy eating.

They chopped up the shrimp, heads and all, and mixed five or six of them into the filling.

It has that kind of flavor, and that's good enough!

Who eats a dumpling like that, just stuffing a piece of meat into their mouth?

But once she started eating, all Yingzi could say was: It's so delicious!

"This is so delicious!" The dumplings are dipped in the bowl, then topped with chopped green onions, minced garlic, dried chili peppers, and hot oil.

Then I added some powder that looked like chopped grass, soy sauce, and vinegar, and mixed it all together.

This dipping sauce is really flavorful.

Sha Zhu chimed in, "It's not tasty at all. The ones we just served to the old lady, with sauce poured on them, she ate them one by one..."

Yang Jianguo, picking up a dumpling, casually asked, "Sixteen dumplings, is that enough?"

Sha Zhu took a sip of rice wine and said, "Just try it for the first time. Aunt Yi and her husband are wrapping some too!"

"The old lady gave three to Aunt Yi to try, but she didn't give any to Old Yi. He was so greedy, haha..."

Sha Zhu was being cheeky again, and Ran Qiuye kicked him to stop him from laughing.

Head bowed, shoulders still trembling.

"Jianguo, you should eat this too, it's delicious." Yingzi pointed to the shrimp dumplings on the plate and urged him to have some.

For half a day, all I saw was him eating leeks and pork.

Yang Jianguo picked up a piece of pork and chive filling, dipped it in the bowl, and stuffed it into his mouth with a smile: "I love eating this. I don't like eating shrimp."

Yingzi ignored him and got up to put several more in his bowl, making Yang Jianguo exclaim, "That's enough, that's enough!"

Ran Qiuye also put one in Sha Zhu's bowl, but Sha Zhu quickly said, "Wife, I'm allergic to seafood, so I can't eat shrimp."

Ran Qiuye was stunned. How come she didn't know?

Yang Jianguo thought to himself, 'How could I not have thought of this? So careless, so careless!'

But the next second, Ran Qiuye remembered the time he ate fish last time.