Siheyuan: Escape from Forty-nine Cities, Grandma is a Deaf Old Lady

In the east wing.

An incandescent lamp hung along a pitch-black wire from the roof beam, emitting a dim light and covering the dining table directly below.

At the dinner table, the Liu family was eating.

Liu Haizhong felt like his chest was stuffed with rubber, and his heart was so sticky that he couldn't control it. He just cut the pickles into slices and drank the wine.

"Damn, this wine has been mixed with too much water and it doesn’t even taste like wine anymore!"

"What I did today was really bad! Liu

Haizhong cursed and slammed his chopsticks on the table. The two brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu who were eating next to him were so frightened that they trembled, fearing that Liu Haizhong would get angry and take it out on them.

The second aunt drank by herself. Sipping cornmeal porridge, frowning, feeling sorry for the 200 yuan lost to Sun Jianguo.

Suddenly, a faint aroma began to penetrate into the nostrils of several people.

Slowly the aroma became richer, slightly... The burnt smell was the smell of long-lost lard, but it was much thicker than the smell of ordinary lard.

The family couldn't help but take a deep breath, greedily sucking the lard aroma into their stomachs.

Liu Haizhong couldn't imagine that he would pick up a chopstick like that What does it feel like to spread the pork on steamed bun slices and chew it into your mouth?

The second aunt asked:"Whose family is frying lard?"

Liu Haizhong's face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face,"Who else could it be? It must be the deaf old lady's house, and that little brat must be using her beaten pork to make fat!"

"This is too delicious! Liu Guangtian said intoxicatedly.

Then, Liu Haizhong slapped Liu Guangtian on the back of his head.

"That's lard boiled by outsiders. Our Liu family doesn't smell the fragrance of his lard!"

"When I came to the compound, I didn’t know how to help each other or be selfish. Let’s see how long that little brat can jump around!"

After that, he stood up and closed the window vigorously. The door frame made an overwhelming rattling sound, which made the incandescent lamp above his head shake..

As the cooking heat becomes longer, the bubbles in the pot become denser, the lard volume further compresses, and the aroma becomes more concentrated.

Under the moonlit night, a south wind blows at the right time, blowing the fragrance from the backyard to the central courtyard.

Next to the laundry chute.

Qin Huairu is fetching water.

Suddenly I smelled this pungent smell.

Her eyes suddenly lit up. This was the familiar smell of lard!

"Who is boiling lard?"

Qin Huairu thought about asking the other party to help their family a little.

Then she thought about it, there is no one else who can cook lard in the middle of the night except the old lady's family.

She just got sick from someone else's food.

"People started eating pork when they first came here. I’ve been married for so long and I’ve only had one or two meals of pork."

"Why am I not so lucky?...."

"I still have to think of ways to ease my relationship with them......."

Qin Huairu's thoughts were like a mess. She was thinking about one thing and another. She looked towards the backyard with watery eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about.

At this time, Jia Zhang's voice could be heard cursing at home.

The Jia family was eating. There were two conspicuous iron lunch boxes on the table. The boxes contained some mixed dishes. They looked like they were folded out of the canteen.

"This outsider who kills thousands of people, and that bumbling deaf old lady, don’t know how to support our family if they have pork, and don’t even give us any lard to cook! Sooner or later they will choke to death!"

Jia Zhang cursed with spittle flying around, and the flesh on her face trembled.

As she cursed, she sniffed the air like a dog, never letting go of the scent of lard.

Jia Dongxu sat aside, There was a vicious look in his eyes, and he said angrily:"Mom, we suffered a loss today, and we have to make up for it from them tomorrow.""

"Not only did our family not eat pork, we also owed Yi Zhonghai two hundred yuan. How could we repay this!"

Jia Zhang was over the moon and started to sigh.

A shrewd light flashed in Jia Dongxu's eyes and he smiled:"You are my master. I can pay you back whenever I want!""

"Besides, that outsider is a thorn in the side. We have to deal with him together in the future. I won’t rush me!"

As he said that, he stretched his chopsticks towards the iron box.

But somehow, smelling the lard, the usually delicious food no longer tasted good.

Jia Dongxu had an annoyed look on his face and chewed potato slices in his mouth. I couldn't chew and couldn't swallow.

The thin face looked a little elongated in the dim light, and the eyes were in shadow, with only two lights flickering......

Opposite the Jia family.

Auntie is serving soup to Yi Zhonghai.

When I brought the bowl to the dinner table, I smelled a delicious aroma.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the undulating soup noodles in the bowl, frowned and said,"Why do you put so much lard in the soup?"

The eldest mother scolded:"Lard is so valuable, where can I put lard for you? The soup There's no lard in it at all"

"So where does this fragrance come from?"

Yi Zhonghai stood up and looked out the window. He saw the back of Qin Huairu twisting into the room and squinted his eyes.

At this time, the aroma became stronger.

Yi Zhonghai turned around and closed the curtains , his face was darker than the night:"It must be the deaf old lady, and her grandson is cooking lard."

"No wonder it smells so good," the eldest mother sighed,"He also earned the three of us a total of 600 yuan, which was enough to buy a bicycle and a sewing machine!"

Yi Zhonghai returned to his seat, picked up his rice bowl, and drank loudly.

He put down the bowl, rinsed his chopsticks, his lips were full of oil, and there was a hint of resentment on his high-sounding face:"Sooner or later, let that kid Spit it out twice as much."

The aunt said helplessly:"How about forgetting it, can't we all live our own lives?"

Yi Zhonghai showed displeasure:"Forget it? Don’t forget, our compound is a collective! The collective comes first and the individual comes last. Individuals must make way for the interests of the collective. If everyone is like Sun Jianguo, then how can I manage this compound? How can I be rated as an 'advanced compound' recognized starting from this year?’？"

"He's just a new arrival. Just find a way to get him out."

"The troublesome one is the old lady....."

"You can find a way to tidy up the old lady, and then use this as a condition to make Sun Jianguo submissive."

Yi Zhonghai finished speaking in a low voice and continued to eat, but his eyes were distracted and he didn't know what he was planning.........

Xu Damao's family lives in the west wing of the backyard.

At this time, Xu Damao had not yet married Lou Xiao'e, and Xu's father and Xu's mother had not yet moved out.

The family is eating.

Xu Wood not only smelled the smell of lard, but also saw Sun Jianguo working in the kitchen through the window.

"This outsider is quite capable and can subdue the first and second uncles."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to make lard tonight because he would have to lose weight to those old guys."

Xu Damao, who had a horse-faced face and had not yet started to grow a beard, said:"Dad, where does this kid come from?"

"The grandson of a deaf old lady, escaped from a famine-stricken place. Xu Wood's pupils reflected the scene of Sun Jianguo pouring lard in a pot, and the old god said calmly:"When you have time, take something with you and go see that kid and make friends." Hearing this

, Xu Damao chuckled:"A refugee fleeing from famine, is he worthy of me taking the initiative to visit him?" Don't be ridiculous, the person worthy of my, Xu Damao's gifts has not been born yet."

Xu Damao said while shaking his head, stretched out his hand and threw a peanut into his mouth, chewing it crunchily.

In the middle room.

He Yuzhu and others were the first to bear the brunt and smelled the tangy fragrance.

"It does take some effort."

However, he wasn't too worried. He always looked like he had a chance to win.

Boiling lard is a basic skill for chefs. Sun Jianguo boiled lard very fragrantly. Firstly, the quality of the pork was good, and secondly, he might have really learned how to cook. Fur.

There is nothing to be afraid of. I just wait until I have eaten and drank enough to carry my five kilograms of pig fat home!