Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 101
The cold wind in the afternoon rushed into the front yard along the courtyard door, whizzed past, and then disappeared without a trace.

In the front yard, the second uncle was dissuaded by everyone and stopped hitting Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu with his shoes, but his face was still gloomy, exactly the same as the sky at this time.

Liu Haizhong was smoking a cigarette angrily, looking at his hapless son, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Two days ago, he had just cleaned up because he secretly smoked, thinking he could calm down, but he never thought that this would happen again today.

While Liu Haizhong felt distressed, he also felt that he had beaten him lightly last time, neither of the two sons had a long memory.

After taking a long puff of cigarette, he turned his head and caught a glimpse of the three little ones standing next to Yuyu. He was not angry at all, and his heart instantly became furious.

None of the three little ones in Xu Qing’s family said that they would have their brains damaged by setting off firecrackers. Their two sons, who are older than the little ones, did such a shameful thing. It was really unsatisfactory!
The more Liu Haizhong thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he let out a long sigh, turned his head and went back to the backyard, he didn't want to look at his two sons again, let alone stand in the front yard and let everyone laugh at him for his ineffective parenting.

As soon as Liu Haizhong left, the second aunt, the third aunt and the first aunt surrounded Liu Guangtian and entered Yanbu's expensive house.

The third mother took out a painkiller tablet, crushed it into powder, and asked the second mother to apply it on the wound on Liu Guangtian's head to temporarily relieve the pain and stop the bleeding.

Then the third mother took out the scissors, twisted off a piece of gauze, and bandaged Liu Guangtian's head.

As for going to the hospital, there is no point. The wound does not require stitches, and for such a minor injury, if you go to the hospital, it is simply a matter of disinfection and some medicine.

At most, add some anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers, so that you can get better slowly when you come back.

At this time, in the front yard, the third uncle called Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang out of the house and scolded him.

Liu Guangtian's head could be rotten because he learned from Yan Jiecheng. As the teacher and the most educated person in the compound, the third master naturally wanted to lead by example and sternly taught him a lesson in front of everyone.

It's just that Yan Bugui is not as violent as the second uncle, who beats him at every turn, that is, scolds him with words.

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head, raised his eyelids slightly, he didn't take it seriously at all, his head was not broken, and Liu Guangtian insisted on showing off and following suit, it was not his fault.

Yan Jiefang's attitude was relatively good, he didn't say a word, and let Yan Pugui reprimand him.

Jia Zhangshi stood in the front yard, keeping his hands in his pockets, neither followed Qin Huairu to the Third Master's house to see Liu Guangtian, nor returned to the middle courtyard immediately.

It wasn't until Yan Bugui scolded Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang that Jia and Zhang turned around and went back to the middle courtyard.

Anyway, Bangge didn't get into trouble or make any trouble. In addition, during this period, the third uncle's family didn't ask her to shake briquettes. Naturally, Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the courtyard.

As long as her family's interests are not touched, Jia Zhang has always stood by and watched, adhering to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less.

Of course, if someone helps her family, Jia Zhang will also ask her about her health.

Xu Qing chatted for a while with the third master, the first master, and Sha Zhu in the front yard, then turned around and took the three little ones back to the backyard.

Back in his room, Xu Qing said to his three younger brothers and sisters:
"You've all seen it, Liu Guangtian set off firecrackers today and broke his own head. You must never learn from it in the future! Never put firecrackers under other things casually."

The three little guys nodded their heads repeatedly.

Xu Fengming took out all the firecrackers on his body and threw them on the kang, seemingly frightened.

The little girl giggled, caught them all in her hand, put them on her body, grinned, and said to Xu Qing:
"Brother, I'll take it. I will set off firecrackers in the future. I will ask my second brother to help me."

Xu Aiguo looked at the little girl quietly, curled his lips, and was speechless.

And Xu Fengming, with a look of remorse, pestered the little girl, wanting to get the firecracker back.

The little girl hid behind Xu Qing, but refused to give it.

"Third Brother, I don't want you anymore. It's mine now. You're not afraid of blowing up your head with a firecracker."

When Xu Fengming heard the second half of the little girl's words, he suddenly shrank like a deflated ball.

Looking up at his elder brother Xu Qing, he was lying on the edge of the kang alone, thinking about it.

Early the next morning.

Xu Qing came out of the house and saw that it had snowed for three consecutive days and finally stopped.

The gloominess in the sky was swept away and replaced by a clear sky, as if someone had carried a paint bucket and repainted it all night.

At the end of the eastern sky, Xu Qing could see the faint red light of the sun.

It's just that the weather is still very cold, and the chill has not dissipated in the early morning, and the snow on the ground, as well as the three little snowmen made the day before, are all frozen and hard.

Xu Qing stretched his waist, turned his head and caught a glimpse of the door of Xu Damao's house, the bicycle with the front still tilted was lying on the ground.

I don’t know whether Xu Damao didn’t park it properly last night and was blown down by the cold wind last night, or whether Xu Damao just dropped it on the ground casually.

Xu Qing walked over, stepped on the frozen snow, rubbed his hands, bent down to hold the cold handlebar, and stood it upright.

Xu Damao heard the movement in the house, wrapped himself in a quilt and lay down in front of the window, and saw that Xu Qing was helping him park his bicycle.

He shouted through the window: "Qingzi, don't worry about it, it's fine if you just leave it on the ground like that, it won't break!"

Xu Qing knew it couldn't be broken. Except for the rims and tires, almost all bicycles these days were made of iron. Even if he wanted to smash them, it would take a lot of effort.

It's just that Xu Qing felt a little awkward seeing the bicycle lying on the ground like that.

After nine o'clock in the morning, after the four brothers and sister Xu Qing finished their breakfast, He Yushui and Sha Zhu came over.

Xu Qing helped Yu Yu review his homework all morning.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Silly Zhu ran back to the backyard with three little ones and pushed open the door of Xu Qing's house.

The three mothers came in with a big enamel bowl with a smile on their face and said:

"Xu Qing, my family is making tofu today, and your third uncle is still busy, so I'll come over and give you two yuan!"

After Xu Qing accepted it, he scooped a bowl of white noodles into the bowl of the third mother as a return gift.

But the third aunt didn't want to die. While blocking Xu Qing, she walked into Xu Qing's kitchen and poured the noodles in the bowl onto the chopping board.

In fact, the third aunt came here mainly because of Yan Bugui.

Anyway, it was thanks to Xu Qing who connected Yan Jiekuang's dislocated arm last time. The third grandpa is stingy, but if Xu Qing hadn't helped, his third son would have suffered a lot. It will cost additional money to connect.

And give Xu Qing a pack of tea leaves and two pieces of tofu.

Yan Bugui knew very well how to calculate this account.

The third mother would never want that bowl of noodles, so she walked out of the kitchen, holding an empty bowl and said to Xu Qing: "Do you have soybeans in your house? If you have any, bring them to the front yard and ask your third master to help you make them too." Some tofu."

Silly Zhu also said from the side: "Qingzi, if you have any in the house, soak it quickly. The first uncle, Qin Huairu, and I have all brought soybeans to the front yard."

Xu Qing shook his head and said, "Third Mom, I really don't have any in my room."

When Xu Qing went to the state-owned store a few days ago, he thought about buying some soybeans so that he could make tofu for the New Year.Unexpectedly, making tofu is very troublesome. With just him and his three brothers and sisters, he might end up making a pot of soy milk instead of tofu.

What's more, the most important thing for making tofu is brine. Xu Qing didn't know where to find it, so he didn't buy it in the end.

But I didn't expect that the third master's family made tofu today. If he had known earlier, he would have bought three catties of soybeans that day.

When the third mother heard Xu Qing say that there were no soybeans in the house, she had a regretful expression on her face.

Silly Zhu smoked a cigarette and said: "It's okay, Qingzi, my tofu is ready, I'll bring you four or five yuan later, just as you help my sister with her homework these few days."

Silly Zhu finished speaking with a grin and a smile, and walked out with the third mother, and the third little one followed to the front yard to watch the third master make tofu.

Xu Qing returned to the kitchen, left one piece of tofu in the cupboard, and put the other into a bowl. Then he scooped a ladle of cold water and took it to the next door hut for storage.

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