I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 10, Blackface

As soon as the four uncles and nephews got on the bus, the fish in the barrel and dustpan were spotted by the passengers.

"This is a freshly caught fish. Look, it's not dead yet."

"It's okay if you sell it. I originally sent it to the No. [-] National Cotton Factory. The purchase of their canteen is a distant relative of mine."

"However, if you want, you can."

"Well, as for the price, it's only fifteen cents."

At this price, although it is a little expensive, basically anyone who can afford a bus can afford it.

With many years of flickering, the catch lost more than 20 catties in an instant.

It took back more than three yuan, almost four yuan.

The passengers on and off the bus, as long as they are passengers on the bus, can't help but buy fresh fish.

Of course, some people hate the fishy smell of fish very much.

But there is no way, this is how it is in this era, not to mention carrying wooden barrels and dustpans for many years, some people even carry chickens and ducks.

Half an hour later, the bus arrived.

Many years, when the four uncles and nephews got out of the car, the barrel and dustpan were empty.

Coincidentally, before arriving at the courtyard, I ran into Yan Bugui.

"Hey, Mr. Yan, what a coincidence, didn't you catch any fish this afternoon?"

Unfortunately, Yan Bugui's fish basket was empty, and even the northwest wind was unwilling to blow it.

Yan Laogou looked back, and a smile appeared on his dark face.

After embarrassingly perfunctory, he immediately stared at the empty barrel and dustpan that had been empty for many years.

"We're all in the same boat. By the way, where did you fish this afternoon?"

"Teacher Yan, we are fishing in the Xiaoqing River. The fish we caught in the afternoon sold for seven yuan or sixty cents."

Xu Xiaoqian, who was walking in the front, showed off crisply.

He didn't notice Yan Bugui's increasingly dark face.

"What about the fish weighing more than 50 catties? At first we were worried about how to sell the fish."

"But, Mr. Yan, do you know? We were on the bus coming back, and those passengers were desperately rushing to buy our fish. It costs fifteen cents a catty, hehe, everyone is rushing to buy it."

As the saying goes, Amomum pig's heart is nothing more than that.

The corners of Yan Bugui's mouth twitched wildly, and his heart was bleeding continuously.

Why is there such a big difference between people?

Hmph, I'm a scholar, so I don't have the same knowledge as you!
Yan Bugui, who was furious, left directly first.

Xu Xiaoqian, who still wanted to show off, was very puzzled, "Third Uncle, why did Teacher Yan go home first?"

"I'm not happy!" Many years smiled happily, "Xiaoqian, your eloquence is really good, just like a storyteller."

"Third Uncle, how could he be as good as you said?"

"Look at your tail is almost up, let's go, if it is later, we will have nothing to eat."

After all, he started running first, and the three children behind him also exclaimed quickly and followed quickly.

The joyful atmosphere continued all the way to the door.

The old lady Zhou Hongmei was chatting with people at the door, and when she saw the four of them coming back with an empty wooden bucket and dustpan, she smiled and comforted:
"You haven't caught any fish, have you? Let me just say, the fish in the river are very smart, how can they be so easy to catch?"

"No, grandma, all the fish we caught were sold."

The three little guys rushed over, raised their heads and chattered.

The words 'quickly praise us' are written all over the small expression.

Old Xu poked his head out of the room, and Xu Danian and his second brother did the same.

Because Xu Xiaoqian and the three little fellows were showing off as if they were talking about cross talk, there were many neighbors gathered in the small yard in front of the old Xu's house.

He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, Yi Zhonghai and others who came back from the outside just stopped.

The neighbors exclaimed in alarm, and it spread to Yan Bugui's house across the door, which made Teacher Yan almost lose his old face.

At this time, the 17-year-old Yan Jiecheng was also very envious, but also had a doubt.

"Mom, didn't you say that the third child of the Xu family is a fool? Then why can he catch so many fish? Better than dad?"

Aunt Yan didn't know how to answer, but Yan Bugui couldn't hold back at all.

"Bastard boy, your father and I were just careless. We all blame that Xu Laosan. He insisted that there are fish in the river in Guangning."

In this era, it is normal for a father to beat and scold his son.

Just like Uncle Liu in the backyard, he doesn't go to the house for a day.

After being scolded by his father, Yan Jiecheng didn't dare to speak. After all, he was still young and didn't have a job, so he didn't dare to talk back to his father.

The excitement in front of Xu's house soon dissipated.

Everyone knows one thing, that is, Xu Laosan's fishing skills are very good, much better than Yan Bugui's half bucket of water.

What's more, fishing can earn more than ten yuan a day, which is much better than the workers who go to work.

In the middle courtyard, as soon as Jia Dongxu got home, he sat on the stool angrily.

Not to mention being robbed of his future daughter-in-law by Xu Laosan in the morning, and seeing him in the limelight when he came back at night, how can he balance his mind?
But what about imbalance?
It is a normal income from normal channels, and no one can say anything about eating according to one's ability.

But when Jia Zhang heard it, he said he was going to make trouble, and those who saw it had a share!

However, Jia Dongxu held back his wife and only said one sentence:

"Mother, you are not Xu's mother's opponent. Besides, there are so many people in their family, we can't make trouble no matter how much we fight."

It makes sense, don't say it again.

Jia Zhang sat beside him angrily, neither this nor that, so he can only sit and sulking?

Xu Damao in the backyard also chatted with his parents about the Xu family in the front yard in amazement.

Although they have the same surname, the two families are not related at all.

I seldom communicate with each other at ordinary times, no different from other neighbors.

"Are the fish in the river that easy to catch?"

Xu Damao's question is destined to be no one can answer him.

In the Liu family across the door, Uncle Liu is training the baby again.

Although the three children of Lao Liu's family are still very young, Lao Liu will not be soft when he wields a stick.

"If you know how to eat meat, you know how to spend money. Why don't you learn from Xu Laosan?"

"Isn't it popular now that new people, new things and new countries make their own money and spend it?"

"You guys are so capable, and your tone is so loud, go earn your own money!"

The outraged old Liu almost exploded on the spot when faced with his sons' complaints and no meat to eat.

The two little guys, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, looked at each other and decided to go fishing tomorrow, so the old man must not let the old man underestimate him.

After all, the news that Xu's family in the front yard made more than 20 yuan fishing has spread all over the place.

The old Xu family in the front yard has been dealing with big black fish for many years at this time, and he will cook himself tonight.

As the saying goes, if you want to cook well, it all depends on onions, ginger and garlic.

"Wow, third uncle, your knife skills are so good, this fish fillet is so thin."

The three little guys surrounded their third uncle cutting fish, and kept admiring with fuss, full of sycophants.

Zhou Hongmei watched it with great interest at the beginning, until many years ago when cooking, she put two tablespoons full of peanut oil, stood up in shock, and said tremblingly:

"You prodigal son, why do you put so much oil in your cooking? Can't you live? Huh? Who wastes cooking like you do?"

In this era, many families are not willing to put oil in cooking.

An oil tank has been handed down for three generations, and the human tank is still there. This is the true portrayal.

If he did it like many years ago, the old Xu family's gas tickets would be wiped out within a month.

"Mom, just this once, okay? I'm just hungry."

There was no way for many years. Two soups of peanut oil were pitifully small compared to a big black fish weighing eleven catties.

The oily smoke was sizzling in the pot, Zhou Hongmei sighed, and glared at her: "My child, you should be a prodigal. Let's see what your father says about you when he comes back."

In the kitchen, there was a strong fragrance, and Xu Xiaoqian and the other children were so happy.

Even Xu Wumei, the youngest in the family, was very happy, there was something delicious tonight.

After waiting for many years to make a fish with pickled cabbage, when it was served on the table, Lao Xu and the others also came back.

As for the aroma, Lao Xu didn't blame it for many years, he just ate it without his arms.

Xu Xiaoqian and the other children, who had been coveting the food on this table for a long time, happily picked up the chopsticks and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

On the opposite side, Yan Laojia's family, as well as other neighbors such as the middle courtyard, all secretly scolded Lao Xu's family for being incompetent.

The family ate beautifully and chatted.

But chatting and chatting, the atmosphere began to become less harmonious, but indescribably weird.

The main reason is that the second sister-in-law Fan Zhaodi is a moth who just wants to share the money.

Old Xu's face turned black at that time, and he glared at his second child, Xu Niannian:
"I'm not dead yet, you just want to be the master of the house, right?"

(End of this chapter)