Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 112
When I got home, Zhou Wen hadn't gotten up yet, and was exhausted last night.

After all, my man has been a monk for several years, holding back for too long.

The old lady was busy in the kitchen, closed the door, and tried to keep the noise as small as possible.

"Grandma, I bought breakfast, so there's no need to make it. Let's make dumplings at noon before starting the fire."

"Xiao Wen hasn't gotten up yet..."

"Let her sleep a little longer, let's eat in the east room."

The old lady is holding Dabao, and Laifu is following her at her feet.

Ever since Dabao was able to walk upright, Laifu had a new goal.

Not to mention that they are close at every step.

Zhou Wen chatted with Wei Pingan last night, saying that the paparazzi in our family are very smart. They have been protecting Dabao since he was a child. Every time the child falls, he uses his body to support or cushion him.

Let Dabao not fall too much.

At that time, the focus was on Laifu.

Lai Fu, who used to be mischievous in the past, seems to have grown up suddenly and can take care of the baby.

Well, Laifu is public.

Auspiciousness is the mother.

The first floor of the small building on the east side is also very warm.

It's just that the space is too small, Laifu can only lie at Wei Pingan's feet.

Dabao was hugged by the old lady, and after eating two mouthfuls, he struggled to get closer to Wei Ping'an.

Finally, Wei Pingan took him over and pressed him on Laifu's belly, using him as a stool.

Dabao has a good appetite,

A bowl of tofu nao was put into his mouth spoon by spoon by Wei Pingan, and a kid filled the bowl.

"It is a blessing to be able to eat, and one will be blessed after seeing Dabao."

"It's true, you can eat well and live well."

When it was almost finished, Zhou Wen came in yawning.

"Why didn't you call me, I woke up from hunger..."

With a mother, Dabao moved to her side again.

Wei Pingan just got up.

"Come on, Zimo, let's make a dining table and chairs."

There are many scattered pieces of wood under the east wall of the courtyard.

There are leftovers from previous renovations, as well as newly bought ones for honeycomb sheds in the past few years.

Zhou Zimo followed his brother-in-law and ran to the yard.

……

Unexpectedly, Wei Pingan discovered that Zhou Zimo was off the mark.

As a student with excellent academic performance, his hands-on ability is so useless.

"If you can't apply what you've learned, then what's the use of learning."

Wei Pingan reprimanded Zhou Zimo.

It's really hard to watch.

Do you want to be like those schoolchildren decades from now?

This is not decades later, if you don't have hands-on ability, how can you compete with others in society more than ten years later?
A piece of trash like talking about war on paper has already been borrowed from someone with the surname Zhao thousands of years ago.

The old lady seems to be ideologically a little bit like "everything is inferior, only reading is high".

With the idea of ​​Shangliang, it is no wonder that Zhou Wen's initial request to marry Wei Pingan was to support Zhou Zimo to study.

"Reading is good, but you can't study hard, let alone study hard. Next, I said, you do it."

Although Zhou Zimo was trained next to him, he performed very vigorously.

This kind of activity similar to "putting blocks" made him very interesting and very excited.

"Come on, let's disassemble this picture, Dabao, you can also take a look..."

Da Bao, who was fat as a baby, suddenly had a father. He was very happy. As long as his mother let go, he would trot towards Wei Ping'an almost straight away.

Staggering, Laifu was protecting him, never leaving.

"Here, if you take it apart, it looks like this... you need two or two pieces of this kind of wood... and this... what about here?"

Under the guidance of Wei Pingan, Zhou Zimo "disassembled" the sketch of the children's dining chair drawn by Wei Pingan, and selected wood according to the disassembled parts.

Wei Pingan and Zhou Zimo searched for the wood in the corner of the yard together. Wei Pingan also went to the cellar to take out some that were missing, but they were actually in the space.

Zhou Zimo selected by hand, drew lines on the wood, and Wei Ping'an sawed and cut it.

The old lady took a sewing dustpan and went out.

She has her old sisters, who always get together to chat, sometimes paste matchboxes, sometimes put insoles...

The grandson-in-law is back. It is such a festive event that I must go to the elder sisters to talk about it.

There were so many cynics and rumors before, and they had to be rectified.

The old lady was suffocating.

Zhou Wen probed for a while, then went back to the north room.

She has to chop stuffing and make dumplings for the winter solstice at noon.

"Brother-in-law, I didn't learn these things in school..."

Being reprimanded persistently by Wei Pingan, Zhou Zimo was a child after all, so he couldn't help but defend himself.

"If there is no book, can't you pay more attention to it in your daily life?"

Wei Pingan chatted with Zhou Zimo, and his hands didn't stop.

"Next, I need to calculate the angle. The purpose is to design the center of gravity. After Dabao sits down, the center of gravity must be at the rear. This is the principle for determining the four straight legs of the chair..."

In fact, if it wasn't for taking care of Zhou Zimo and allowing him to participate more, Wei Pingan might have finished the project in about an hour.

But in order to educate Zhou Zimo, who is about to "learn to abolish", Wei Pingan patiently followed him to write ink in the yard.

Dabao followed beside him, tugging at the small wooden stick for a while, and handing the hammer to Wei Pingan for a while.

Regardless of whether Wei Pingan needed it or not, he held it up and stuffed it into his hand.

"Okay, next, use a knife to scrape off the burrs on the wood, and then polish it with sandpaper... I'll leave these things to you, be careful, otherwise your nephew will be injured..."

Zhou Zimo nodded solemnly.

"Well, I'll give you another homework assignment."

Zhou Zimo immediately regained his spirits.

That feeling seems to have returned to a few years ago.

"Use the remaining wood to make two small horses. I'll bring you the nails and the broad linen later."

"Yes, brother-in-law."

I don't know if Zhou Zimo has a tendency to be abused. Anyway, he sounds energetic and doesn't feel discouraged at all.

Wei Pingan shook his head and entered the room.

Zhou Wen has already chopped the stuffing, fennel seedlings.

Cutting meat right now.

"Daughter-in-law, what can I do to help?"

"Go to the face-to-face, Dabao, don't hug Dad's legs...how come I haven't seen him so clingy before."

I don't know if it's true or not, but Wei Ping'an was happy to hear it, and picked up Dabao and lifted it to his shoulder.

"Son, let's go..."

The winter solstice is the 22nd solar term in a year, and it is also the day with the shortest day and longest night in the northern hemisphere.

It is the winter solstice, which means that it is about to enter the cold season.

Dumplings have the meaning of "dispelling cold" since ancient times.

The common people have been spreading the folk proverb "If you don't serve dumpling bowls on the winter solstice, your ears will freeze and no one will care."

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

Every household is on fire, no matter what kind of stuffing or noodles, no matter how much or how little, they are all eating dumplings.

The old lady came back from the backyard with her sewing dustpan again.

I guess I went to the deaf old lady in the backyard just now.

Just in time for the pot to boil water and prepare dumplings.

So he put down what he was doing and went to the kitchen to get busy.

The reason why I didn't stay at home in the morning was because I wanted to give the young couple some private space.

Seeing the natural intimacy of her granddaughter and grandson-in-law, the old lady was really happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, this little pig is really handsome."

"Grandma, this is an elephant..."

"Oh, it's an elephant, our eldest treasure is really powerful."

Wei Pingan hugged Dabao and let Dabao sit in the crook of Wei Pingan's arm. The cute baby leaned back slightly, and directed his new father to run around the room like a little adult.

Outside, the little uncle was sweating profusely from his busy schedule, and he didn't stop.

Zhou Zimo wanted to work overtime to catch up, and let his nephew sit on the dining table and chairs he made by himself while eating dumplings.

It looks very convenient, if it is not too small, he also wants to use one.

Dumplings stuffed with diced fennel, Zhou Wen's craftsmanship is very good, and the stuffing can be filled.

Every dumpling taken out of the pot has a round belly, which can be called thin skin and big stuffing.

It looks very appetizing.

Wei Pingan tasted one, and the saltiness was just right, so he adjusted the dipping sauce according to the saltiness.

It's old mature vinegar mixed with some cold water, two drops of sesame oil, and finally a small bowl of mashed garlic.

A dumpling dip without garlic is soulless.

"Do you still have sesame oil at home? I remember it was used up a few days ago."

"The last time Sister Yushui came to borrow it, I gave her the bottle together, but I haven't returned it yet."

Zhou Zimo interrupted.

The old lady's heart tightened, seeing her grandson-in-law's expression was calm, but she still explained: "Zimo is studying very well, thanks to your good teaching back then, so I borrowed some junior high school textbooks from Yushui..."

"Well, Yushui is also a hard-working child, and the elder brother doesn't look like an elder brother..."

Zhou Wen added a sentence.

"Does He Yuzhu not take care of the rain? I just heard from Zimo that I even bought a bicycle."

"Hmph, all the delicious food went into the stomachs of the Jia family's mother, and they robbed them at the gate of the compound several times..."

Wei Dabao sat on the newly made children's dining table and chair, looked left and right, felt it, fortunately, his uncle polished it carefully enough, and Wei Pingan wrapped the armrests and backrests on both sides with towels and small quilts, so he will use it temporarily .

Zhou Wen pushed aside a dumpling, let it cool and placed it in a small bowl on the table in front of Dabao, and ordered two drops of vinegar with chopsticks.

"The little girl Yushui is also very poor. Once I sent Sister Ai away in the middle of the night, and when I came back and saw her drinking water, I found out that she was hungry. Her brother didn't cook at night..."

It was that time that Zhou Wen kindly brought He Yushui to his home for two bites of food, and then gradually increased his contacts.

Wei Ping'an took a lot of things lightly, and he didn't have any opinion on making friends with some people in the yard.

For example, Lou Xiaoe, Lao Litou, and He Yushui.

This girl looks silly, but she is very clear in her heart.

I remember that when she graduated and got a job, she hurriedly found a partner to marry, and then almost cut off contact with the courtyard house.

Thinking about being "favoured" by her brother all these years, she is not as comfortable as a neighbor's widow, and it also makes her feel suffocated.

After seeing through some things, I decided to make some things up, and staged a scene where two brothers and sisters "love each other and kill each other".

"Sister Yushui often helps me with my homework, and many things that I don't understand in junior high school textbooks are all taught to me by Sister Yushui."

"Respecting teachers is a tradition. Yushui has been kind to you in educating you, so you have to show it. You have to talk about your own. Later, I will serve you sister Yushui with dumplings."

"Oh."

Zhou Zimo subconsciously groaned, then looked at the plates on the table, and then at his brother-in-law.

"Your brother-in-law didn't tease you, nor was he angry. There's still some in the kitchen, let's eat first."

"Daughter-in-law, do you still keep in touch with Lou Xiao'e from Xu Damao's family?"

"During last week's break, I made an appointment with Ezi to go shopping in Dashan Lane. The new coat on Dabao's body was made by grandma who cut the new fabric."

"Oh, what have they done to our family during the years I've been away?"

"It's pretty good. In this yard, I can chat better with Lou Xiao'e. Uncle Yan is also Zimo's teacher, so I can also talk to Yu Li in the front yard, but she is just like their family, she is a bit calculating. , not much contact."

"It's not that a family doesn't enter a house, it's understandable."

Wei Pingan didn't say much about Yan Bugui's status as a teacher.

Those who have paid the tuition fee have nothing to say. If they have made up extra lessons, then let’s talk about it.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Suddenly remembered, didn't you say that Xu Damao and the two boys from the second uncle's family ran errands when I sent you to the hospital?"

"That's right. Send some dinner to the two of them too. Now that I'm back, I can thank them for helping you."

"Okay, make more wraps in the afternoon, anyway, there are quite a lot of noodles and stuffing left."

Northeast women are generous and hospitable.

If it weren't for Wei Pingan's previous relationship with the courtyard house, they might... have been targeted long ago.

"Well, I'll go out in the afternoon and bring back some sesame oil."

"I heard that the share will be restored next year, and I don't know if the news is reliable or not."

"Don't worry about those, I'm back, and our family will never lack these things in the future."

"I know you have the ability. By the way, Sister Ai said before that she might come back tonight, and I don't know if it will be too late."

"Really? After dinner, I'll go to the front to clean up. If Sister Ai comes over, I'll sleep in the front yard at night."

"Oh, you don't need to go there. Zimo and I can go back and sleep for a while. You just came back and slept in this room. Let Xiao Ai go to the second floor."

The old lady was not happy.

"I'd better go there. I'm used to the cold weather in Qinghai before. It's much colder than this. You're so old, and you can't bear the cold all night."

We chatted and ate, the dumplings had meat and the portion was sufficient, and we ate a round belly in a short while.

Wei Ping'an also enjoys the feeling of eating and chatting, especially the taste of home, which is very happy.

In the Great Northwest, we eat and chat, but the conversation is all about data, data and calculations that make people feel sick...

There is no parent who is short-sighted to make people feel heart-warming.

Ai Muzhen didn't come at night, so he probably couldn't make it in time.

The old lady and Zhou Wen took the dumplings to the backyard to give them around, and also gave 6 to the deaf old lady.

Wei Pingan didn't intervene in the friendship between their old sisters, neither encouraged nor stopped them.

At Lou Xiao'e's house, Xu Damao also knew that Wei Pingan was back, but he didn't bother him because of the festival, so he brought wine to Wei Pingan for a drink after the festival.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong received a plate of dumplings, and after a while he sent Liu Guangfu to bring over a small plate of scrambled eggs, at least two, which can be regarded as reciprocity.

He Yushui was in his room, with a plate of dumplings on the table in front of him.

The little girl was tearful and didn't know what she was thinking.

Not far away, his elder brother He Yuzhu hummed a ditty, and He Yushui didn't need to guess to know that it must be fried peanuts with Mao San. He didn't know if Qin Huairu was there.

Wei Ping'an's home.

The father and two who had eaten were sitting cross-legged on the bed playing poker.

That is, there are four poker cards in front of him, and Wei Pingan moves the position of the poker cards, asking Dabao to point out the one in the original position.

Fun and educational parent-child games.

It can not only exercise Dabao's memory ability, but also enhance the relationship between father and son.

After all, I missed Dabao's birth, missed Dabao's toddler, missed his first learning to speak, and missed many, many firsts...

It can only be made up for by time and attentive company.

"Dabao, mom has to go to work tomorrow, so dad will take you outside to play, okay?"

(End of this chapter)