Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

At this time, Sha Zhu suddenly pushed open the door and walked in, holding a piece of meat in his hand.

When she saw the meat, Jia Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up.

She stopped Sha Zhu and asked, "Sha Zhu, are you sending this meat to my family?"

"Where is Sister Xiao Qin? This meat is for Sister Xiao Qin." When Sha Zhu saw Jia Zhang rushing over, he quickly hid the meat behind him.

Jia Zhang snorted coldly. If it were in the past, she would definitely give Sha Zhu a good beating.

But now that Shazhu has meat in his hands, things are different.

"Huai Ru, Huai Ru, come out quickly." Jia Zhang hurriedly called out to Qin Huai Ru, her voice full of excitement and eagerness.

Qin Huairu was busy with other things in the room. When she heard Jia Zhang's call, she hurried out.

Qin Huairu looked at the meat in Sha Zhu's hand, and the smile on her face was as bright as a blooming flower. However, this joy did not last long, and a trace of worry soon crept into her heart.

Her eyes became a little complicated. She looked at Sha Zhu, hesitated for a moment and said, "Sha Zhu, where did this meat come from?" Qin Huairu's voice trembled slightly. She was secretly worried that the meat came from illegal sources.

In this special period, when supplies were scarce and meat was even more precious, Sha Zhu suddenly showed up with such a piece of meat, which inevitably made her suspicious. She knew that although Sha Zhu was usually carefree, he would occasionally act impulsively.

"Shazhu, don't do anything stupid. If the meat comes from unknown sources, it will cause big trouble." Qin Huairu frowned, her eyes full of worry and concern.

As she spoke, she subconsciously looked around, as if she was afraid that someone would find the meat. Qin Huairu knew very well that if Sha Zhu's meat was stolen, once it was discovered, not only would Sha Zhu be punished, but their family might also be implicated.

"Shazhu, tell me the truth, where did this meat come from?" Qin Huairu's tone became more anxious. She stared at Shazhu's eyes, hoping to get an answer from his eyes that would reassure her.

When Sha Zhu heard Qin Huairu's question, he quickly waved his hands and said with a hint of pride on his face: "Sister Qin, don't guess blindly. Let me tell you, I know a big leader. When I was cooking for this big leader, he thought I had good cooking skills, so he gave me the meat." As Sha Zhu spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced up, as if he was recalling the scene at that time.

After hearing this, Qin Huairu frowned even more tightly. She looked at Sha Zhu with suspicion and said, "Sha Zhu, don't lie to me. You have been to prison. How could the big boss possibly use you? And even give you meat?" Qin Huairu's tone was full of disbelief. She knew Sha Zhu's past too well. In her opinion, what Sha Zhu said was really outrageous.

Sha Zhu became anxious and raised his voice and said, "Sister Qin, what I said is true. Why don't you believe me? My cooking skills are very good now, and that big boss loves the dishes I cook." As he spoke, he gestured the movements of cooking, trying to make Qin Huairu believe him.

At this moment, Jia Zhang couldn't wait any longer. She didn't care where the meat came from, as long as she could eat it. "Hey, stop nagging, both of you. It doesn't matter where it came from, as long as there is meat." Jia Zhang said, while pushing Qin Huairu away impatiently.

Qin Huairu staggered and almost fell down. "Mom, what are you doing?" Qin Huairu shouted angrily.

Jia Zhang ignored Qin Huairu and walked straight towards Sha Zhu. Her eyes were fixed on the meat in Sha Zhu's hand, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey. "Sha Zhu, give me the meat." Jia Zhang stretched out her hand and said unceremoniously.

Sha Zhu subconsciously stepped back and said, "Aunt Jia, don't be so anxious."

"How can I not be anxious? I haven't eaten meat for a long time." Jia Zhang said, and rushed forward again, grabbing the meat in Sha Zhu's hand. "Haha, I finally got it." Jia Zhang held the meat with a satisfied smile on her face, as if there was nothing more important in the world.

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang's greedy look and sighed helplessly. "Mom, you are not afraid that there is something wrong with the meat."

"What's the problem? I think you're just overthinking." Jia Zhang rolled her eyes at Qin Huairu, turned around and walked into the house, muttering as she walked, "I can eat meat tonight, that's great."

Qin Huairu stood there, looking at Jia Zhang's back, then looking at Sha Zhu, still feeling a little worried in her heart.

Jia Zhang walked into the kitchen with the meat happily, and said to Qin Huairu impatiently: "Huairu, quickly make this meat into braised pork, I'm almost dying of greed." Qin Huairu took the meat reluctantly and started to busy herself in the kitchen.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of braised pork. The aroma was mellow and tempting, as if it had a kind of magic that could make people drool unconsciously. The braised pork sizzled in the pot, the color became brighter and brighter, the fat jumped happily in the pot, and every piece of meat seemed to be telling its deliciousness.

Qin Huairu carefully brought the braised pork to the table. The braised pork was bright red in color, with alternating fat and lean parts. The skin was soft and glutinous, the lean meat was tender and juicy, and the fat part melted in the mouth. The rich aroma instantly filled the room.

Sha Zhu stood aside, smelling the tempting aroma, and his appetite was already aroused. He stared at the braised pork on the table and was about to reach out for the chopsticks.

At this time, Jia Zhang shouted at Sha Zhu: "Sha Zhu, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and leave."

Sha Zhu looked at Jia Zhang with a strange expression and said, "Aunt Jia, this is the meat I brought. Why can't I eat it?"

Jia Zhang almost laughed out loud. She said calmly, "I bought this meat myself. It has nothing to do with you. Don't mess around here. Go away."

Sha Zhu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears. "Aunt Jia, how could you do this? This is clearly the meat I brought for Sister Qin." Sha Zhu said angrily.

Jia Zhang ignored Sha Zhu's anger. She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth. "Mm, it's delicious. Huairu's cooking is really good." While eating, Jia Zhang did not forget to praise Qin Huairu's cooking skills, completely ignoring Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu looked at Jia Zhang's shameless appearance and was so angry that he trembled all over. "Jia Zhang, you are too much. How can you be so shameless?" Sha Zhu accused loudly.

However, Jia Zhang continued to eat the meat nonchalantly, "Hmph, so what if I'm cheating? The meat is on my table now, it's mine. What can you do to me?" As Jia Zhang spoke, she picked up another piece of meat and put it into her mouth, eating it with relish.

Qin Huairu watched from the side and felt that Jia Zhangshi's behavior was a bit too much, but she didn't dare to say anything and could only stand aside silently. Sha Zhu looked at the plate of braised pork, feeling angry and helpless. He never thought that Jia Zhangshi would be so shameless as to take the meat he brought for herself and not let him eat it.

At this time, Bang Geng came back jumping. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled the familiar and tempting aroma of braised pork. Bang Geng's eyes lit up instantly, and he was very curious, why there was braised pork in this house suddenly.

"Grandma, where does this meat come from?" Banggeng asked curiously.

While chewing the meat in her mouth, Jia Zhang said vaguely: "Grandma, I got it myself." There was a hint of pride on Jia Zhang's face, as if she had done something great.

Bang Geng turned around and saw Sha Zhu squatting at the door angrily, and he understood immediately. He didn't have a good impression of Sha Zhu, and Sha Zhu had quarreled with his family many times, so he didn't sympathize with Sha Zhu at all.

But Banggeng was quick-witted. He thought carefully, it was not easy for Shazhu to get meat. Maybe Shazhu had some way to make money. If he could learn how to get meat from Shazhu, or find a way to make money, wouldn't his family be able to eat meat more often in the future?
Bang Geng was calculating in his mind, his eyes rolling. He walked to Sha Zhu and said hypocritically: "Uncle Sha Zhu, don't be angry. Where did you get this meat? Is there any good way to get it to eat? Teach me." Bang Geng showed a flattering smile on his face, but he was calculating his own little tricks in his mind.

Sha Zhu looked up at Bang Geng and said unhappily, "Hmph, you're just like your grandmother, you only know how to take advantage. I won't tell you." Sha Zhu was still angry about Jia Zhang's stealing his meat, so how could he easily tell Bang Geng.

Bang Geng was frustrated, but he was not discouraged. He stood next to Sha Zhu, and from time to time he glanced at the braised pork in the room, thinking about how to get some useful information from Sha Zhu.

No matter how he tempted her, Sha Zhu had already seen through his nature and just ignored him.

At this moment, there was another person who was extremely depressed because of the money issue, and that was Yan Jiecheng. Thinking back to the beginning, after he got a considerable sum of money from Han Xifang, he really had a good life for a while. However, as time passed slowly, he was still unable to hand over the bus ticket that Han Xifang needed.

Han Xifang had urged him several times, and each time Yan Jiecheng racked his brains to find excuses to push it away. But Yan Jiecheng knew very well that Han Xifang had paid a full 1,000 yuan, and he would never let it go so easily.

On this day, Yan Jiecheng planned to go out and play with his friends on the street as usual.

He walked leisurely, thinking about how to kill time today. But after a few steps, he was blocked by Han Xifang who suddenly appeared.

Although Han Fangfang was from another place, he was actually followed by a few local thugs.

Those little hooligans were all ruffians, staring at Yan Jiecheng with bad eyes, as if they would pounce on him immediately as long as Han Xifang gave the order. Yan Jiecheng's face turned pale in an instant, his heartbeat accelerated sharply, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Han Fang frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of impatience and suspicion. He stared straight at Yan Jiecheng and asked, "Yan Jiecheng, did you get the bus ticket? I've been waiting for a long time."

Yan Jiecheng was panicked, but still pretended to be calm, forced a smile on his face, and said nonsense as before: "Hey, Brother Han, don't worry. Wang Weidong has been very busy recently and has not been in the compound. As soon as he comes back, I will definitely be able to get the bus ticket, so don't worry." As he spoke, he secretly observed Han Xifang's expression, praying in his heart that Han Xifang would believe him again this time.

Han Xifang sneered, obviously annoyed by Yan Jiecheng's rhetoric. "Humph, how many times have you said this? You always give me the same perfunctory answer. I'm telling you, Yan Jiecheng, I don't have the patience to wait any longer. You must give me a definite answer today, when can you give me the ticket?" Han Xifang's tone became tougher, and the gangsters behind him also moved forward, posing a threatening posture.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yan Jiecheng's forehead. He rubbed his hands nervously, but continued to defend himself: "Brother Han, I really didn't lie to you. Wang Weidong is really not here, and there's nothing I can do. Give me some more time, just a few days, and I promise to send the ticket to you." His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes revealed a trace of panic and helplessness.

Han Fangfang looked at Yan Jiecheng's embarrassed appearance. Although he was angry, he also knew that pushing too hard might be useless. He pondered for a moment, then said: "Okay, I'll give you one last chance. Three days. If you still can't get the ticket after three days, don't blame me for being rude." After that, he glared at Yan Jiecheng fiercely, turned around and left with the gangsters behind him.

Yan Jiecheng watched them leave and let out a long sigh of relief. He seemed to collapse all of a sudden. He knew that he had to find a way to get the bus ticket as soon as possible, otherwise he really didn't know what Han Xifang would do.

But there was no way Wang Weidong would give him a bus ticket. What should he do?

Yan Jiecheng returned home dejectedly, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw the third uncle wearing his reading glasses and busying himself with something. Yan Jiecheng's eyes turned, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he hurried to the third uncle's side.

"Dad, can you please help me ask Wang Weidong for the bus ticket?" Yan Jiecheng said anxiously.

When the third uncle heard this, he immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up at Yan Jiecheng in confusion. He knew his son too well, and Yan Jiecheng must have something wrong with him.

"Kid, have you gotten into trouble again?" asked the third uncle with a frown.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Yan Jiecheng sighed helplessly and told the whole story in detail. "Dad, I took a thousand yuan from someone and promised to buy him a bus ticket, but now there is no news from Wang Weidong. He has urged me several times. I really have no other choice. Please help me." Yan Jiecheng looked at the third uncle eagerly, hoping that he could come up with a way to solve this problem.

After hearing this, the third uncle was so angry that his eyes widened. He pointed at Yan Jiecheng's nose and cursed: "You, how can you be so confused? If this matter is not handled well, do you know what the consequences will be?" Although the third uncle usually likes to calculate, he also knows that this kind of thing is not a joke.

"I know I was wrong, Dad. Please think of a solution. You are the only one who can help me now." Yan Jiecheng lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong. (End of this chapter)