Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 249

restaurant.

A large crowd gathered around the table.

In addition to the three original vegetarian dishes, there were several more dishes on the table.

Twenty kilograms of pork and ten kilograms of beef were given to Liu Zhiwai in half, and the rest was cooked.

Ten pounds of pork were made into braised pork and pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli. A plate of beef and green peppers were stir-fried, and the rest was made into beef-filled dumplings.

Looking at the fragrant beef dumplings, Yang Jun made an exception and went back to the house to get a bottle of Maotai.

"Dumplings are like wine. The more you eat, the better." Yang Jun poured himself a glass and handed the bottle to Yang Anguo.

"Everyone have a drink."

Yang Anguo took the wine bottle, poured a little for Ma Juzi and Yang Anbang, and then placed it in front of Yang Jun's table.

"What are you doing standing there, moving your chopsticks?" Yang Jun drank a drink by himself, watching them holding cups and waiting to shout slogans.

Several people looked at Yang Jun and laughed awkwardly.

They think that when drinking, someone must say a few words to start the conversation and then find an excuse to drink.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jun didn't follow the routine at all and drank directly.

"If you women and children don't drink, just eat freely and don't wait for us." Yang Jun greeted.

When Yang Yu heard this, he stood up suddenly, picked up the red braised pork with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

She was thinking to herself as she ate.

It's a wise choice to come to Big Brother's house by yourself. The food here is many times better than at home.

"good to eat!"

Yang Yu took a bite of braised pork and a bite of beef dumplings, which made her cheeks bulge.

Yang Jun didn't blame her for her indecent appearance, but stroked her head lovingly.

Compared to Yang Yu, the other people's eating looks were also unsightly, especially those three foodies, who never stopped using their chopsticks since the food was served.

Although the women's eating looks were not as ugly as those three foodies, they seemed to be having a hard time eating from the bowls while staring at the food in the pot.

The only one who ate better was Yi Qiushui.

No matter how delicious or unpleasant the food is, eating it becomes an art performance here.

She slowly dipped the beef dumplings in vinegar and ate them in small bites. It took five bites to finish each dumpling.

Yang Jun's eating habits were not good either. He was not interested in the braised pork and pork stewed vermicelli at all, and concentrated on the beef dumplings.

"Brother, Miaomiao and I are planning to get married in two days."

When everyone was almost done eating, Ma Juzi proposed getting married to Zhou Miaomiao.

Except for Ma Xiangxiu, everyone else had a dull expression and had no reaction.

Everyone knows about Ma Juzi and Zhou Miaomiao, and it is expected that they will get together.

The only one who was unhappy was Ma Xiangxiu.

Although Yang Jun did some ideological work for her, understanding does not mean support.

She always felt that Zhou Miaomiao was not worthy of his third brother, and she said it was not worthwhile for Ma Juzi to marry a widow.

"Okay, remember to send me an invitation." Yang Jun joked in order to adjust the atmosphere.

"Brother, since we are so familiar, we don't need to send out invitations, right?"

Ma Juzi glanced at Zhou Miaomiao, and then said: "We have already obtained the certificate, and we don't plan to hold a banquet. We will just cook a few dishes at home and everyone can go there and have a good time."

Yang Jun could understand Ma Juzi's current situation.

After all, marrying a widow is not an honorable thing. You have only just started working at the steel rolling mill, you don’t know many people, and there is no need to hold a banquet.

Besides, Ma Sanpao probably doesn't know about his marriage, let alone his marriage in his hometown.

Ma Juzi must have thought that he would tell his family about this when the raw rice became cooked rice.

"When will it be done?" Yang Jun asked.

"I plan to do it this Sunday."

Today is Thursday, and there are still three days until the break. Everyone will be at home by then, and it’s a good time to have a meal together.

"I've packed the ingredients." Yang Jun pointed at Ma Juzi with his chopsticks: "That's it, you can't refuse."

"Brother...thank you." Ma Juzi said gratefully.

Ma Juzi was grateful to Yang Jun from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for Yang Jun, he wouldn't be able to eat commercial food at all, let alone meet Zhou Miaomiao. The only thing he can do is to do his job well and guard him silently.

He also knew how much he weighed, and with his ability, he couldn't even host a decent banquet.

Meat is not available in the market, and food is ridiculously expensive. With the three melons and two dates I have, let alone a banquet, I can't even guarantee my food and clothing.

After finishing the meal, everyone did not disperse, they all gathered around and chatted.

Yang Jun hugged Zhou Zhiruo and teased her with a piece of white rabbit toffee in his hand.

Her lips opened and closed up and down, and bubbles came out of her mouth. The bubbles in her mouth grew larger and smaller depending on the frequency of her breathing.

Yi Qiushui likes children very much. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's cute appearance, her heart melted at that moment.

She took the child from Yang Jun's hand, put it on her lap and danced, humming a lullaby in a foreign language softly.

There were only her own people in the room, and no one would talk nonsense, so Yang Jun did not stop her.

"Brother, I heard that you found a tutor for your fourth sister?"

Yang Anbang and Zhao Hongmei sat nearby and muttered for a long time before asking.

"Do you want Yang Qun and Yang Ling to come together to attend the class?" Yang Jun understood his plan as soon as he heard it.

The two of them had been muttering there just now, and he knew this was the case.

"Hehe... I'm so awesome."

Yang Anbang and his wife blushed and looked embarrassed.

"Let the children come over tomorrow, I will just say hello to Teacher Gao."

"Brother, I really caused trouble for you." Zhao Hongmei said.

"If there's any trouble, don't worry. Just one sheep can be herded, and so can a group of sheep." Yang Jun waved his hand and said he didn't need to worry about it.

Yang Jun looked at Yang Yudao who was playing beside him.

"Yang Laosi, you have company this time. Remember to study hard and don't be compared to your nephew and niece. That would be very embarrassing."

When Yang Yu heard this, he didn't take it seriously. He stuck out his tongue, made a face at him and ran away. "This child..."

Yang Jun looked at Yang Laosi's back and shook his head.

the next day.

After Yang Jun finished handling the matters at hand, he went out with the cardboard box in his arms.

Yesterday, he promised to deliver milk powder to Li Jianguo, so he took the time to deliver it today.

When he arrived at the police station, he registered with the guard and then went to the office building.

Li Jianguo was not in the office, and a comrade told him that Li was in the backyard.

Yang Jun had no choice but to go downstairs to the backyard.

The police station was also renovated from a courtyard house and was divided into front and rear courtyards, with an office building in the middle and dormitories and a place for storing sundries in the backyard.

"Quick, go over there and there are two people blocking you."

Yang Jun was far away when he heard the chaos in the backyard, as if a group of people were chasing something.

After passing the corner, Yang Jun saw Li Jianguo leading a dozen people chasing a piglet.

The piglet weighed about ten pounds at most, had white skin, was round and very cute.

A group of people shouted excitedly and surrounded the piglet.

They held things like broomsticks and branches in their hands to scare the piglet from a distance and were not willing to hit it.

The piglet seemed to have broken through the shackles of its ancestral genes and became extremely smart. It knew that people would not hit it, and it roared happily all the way to break through the weakest point of the crowd.

"Xiaoqian, hold on, hold on, don't let him escape."

Li Jianguo shouted anxiously from the side.

The comrade named Xiao Qian saw the piglet brazenly trying to break out from his side, and he suddenly felt despised by the pig.

I saw him spreading his arms and spreading his legs, making a gesture of diving for the ball.

The piglet ran up to him, turned around in circles, as if looking for a breakthrough, bent its front legs, kicked back, and rushed forward.

When Xiao Qian saw this, he stared at him, and then a hungry tiger pounced on him.

"Caught, caught." Xiao Qian shouted excitedly.

Li Jianguo led a group of people to help.

Finally, Li Jianguo carried the piglet into an iron cage.

"Little Piggy, you have to be obedient and don't run around. Whether we can eat meat by the end of this year depends on you." Li Jianguo clapped his hands and squatted next to the cage and whispered softly.

His expression and demeanor seemed like he was whispering to his beloved, so gentle that it made people get goosebumps all over his body.

"Li Suo, do you think this pig will be ready for slaughter by the end of the year?" A young man came over and asked.

"It should be possible, right? Anyway, everyone should take more care of me." Li Jianguo said uncertainly.

Li Jianguo pointed to the iron cage and said: "Xiao Wang, please find some wire hoops and wrap them twice. The gap in this cage is a bit big."

"Okay, Li Suo." A young man left in response.

Afterwards, more than a dozen people gathered around the cage and discussed the piglet eagerly.

Their faces were all filled with ardent hope, as if whether they could eat pork at the end of the year depended on it.

The cage is large enough to accommodate an adult pig without any problem.

Some people wrapped wire around the cage, some added firewood to the cage, and some even covered the cage with a layer of floor tiles.

Yang Jun looked at the floor tiles on the cage that looked familiar, dark and exuding nobility.

gold bricks!

Yang Jun recognized it as a gold brick at a glance.

Next to the cage, there are stacks of gold bricks.

These gold bricks were all copied from Heisan, and they were piled casually in the yard.

Yang Jun felt distressed.

These people are really wasting their wealth. Such precious floor tiles are allowed to be exposed to wind and rain. At least they should find something to cover them.

"Brother Jianguo."

Yang Jun shouted, and then lit up the cardboard box in his hand.

"Hey, Junzi, are you here?"

When Li Jianguo saw the cardboard box, his eyes suddenly glowed with gold. He immediately ran over and led Yang Jun to his office.

As soon as he arrived at the office, Li Jianguo immediately opened the carton.

"Four buckets of milk powder are enough for one and a half months. I really don't know what I would do without you."

Li Jiaguo sighed and put the carton into the cabinet.

"Call in advance and I'll deliver it to you."

Yang Jun sat at his desk and flipped through his drawers.

This is a common problem of human beings.

I always want to take something back from others.

Just like Li Jianguo, he always rummaged through boxes and cabinets every time he went to Yang Jun's place.

"Okay, stop rummaging. What good can I do with my sesame-sized and mung-bean-sized faculties." Li Jianguo had a headache when he saw Yang Jun rummaging through his desk.

Yang Jun did not stop and continued to flip.

You kid doesn't have any good stuff, but your dad does.

He didn't believe that he couldn't find good tea or good cigarettes.

However, the result made him very disappointed. This boy was poorer than him. He found nothing except a big bag.

He understands why thieves don't make shortfalls.

At the very least, something must be ruined.

He pulled out a large front door, lit it, and a strong, pungent smell flooded into his mouth.

"Cough cough..."

He choked with snot and tears.

This kind of smoke is really strong, not much worse than a smoke pot.

(End of this chapter)