Siheyuan: starting from the sticky cousin

The tricycle almost jumped and flew over.

"what……"

Yi Qiaoqiao in the back had never had this kind of experience, and suddenly opened his mouth in shock: "It's too fast...Jia Wen, your car is too fast, I can't stand it...slow down!"

laugh……

Jia Wen slammed on the brakes.

Yi Qiaoqiao looked up and saw that the car had entered a courtyard.

"arrive……"

Jia Wen parked the tricycle next to the pile of briquettes beside the vegetable garden, then locked it, opened the door, picked up the briquettes and added some briquettes to the heating stove.

The action flows smoothly.

In less than 10 minutes, the whole room was warm.

"Wow..." Yi Qiaoqiao said, "Your home is so warm and comfortable!"

She and Guoguo sat at the square table, each took out their homework, and did their homework seriously.

Jia Wen took out a box of strawberries, went to the sink to clean it again, and brought it back for the two of them to eat. As for the homework, he had already written it when he was in school.

This fart homework is completed after the teacher's lecture.

……

Jia Wen's car was faster, so he came early.

Zhou Bank, Tang Kuang and BangGong arrived home about 10 minutes late.

The compound was flat and peaceful.

The third uncle sat at the door with his head down, his face pale.

The third aunt was holding the soles of the shoes aside.

Bang Geng suddenly asked: "Third Master... I saw you slapping yourself today, what's the matter?"

"Did Principal Wu criticize you!"

"brush……"

The third aunt suddenly raised her head and looked at the third uncle: "Old Yan, what's the matter?"

Originally!

After Yan Bugui returned home, his face was so dark that the third aunt didn't dare to ask more questions.

Yan Bugui didn't (by Li Le's) talk about his school experiences.

His head was buzzing.

But at this moment, the wound was reopened by the stick.

Yan Bugui couldn't bear it anymore.

"Wow..." Yan Bugui, who is in his fifties, flopped down from the grand master's chair, sat on his buttocks on the cold ground, and cried like a tearful person: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"I don't fish anymore... I won't fish anymore..."

The cry was miserable.

The third aunt looked puzzled: "What's wrong, this is... the head of the house, get up quickly..."

Later, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, Yan Jiedi and others also ran out one by one.

"dad%"

"Dad, are you like this?"

Sitting on the ground, Yan Bugui kept crying.

At this time, the melon-eating neighbors in the entire compound also ran over one by one.

"Master San..."

"Is this smashed?"

"What's wrong with you, why are you crying like this?" Mai.

Chapter 103 (2 more) Lobster Eating and Crying Ijojo

Neighbors point fingers.

The third aunt anxiously scratched her ears and scratched her cheeks: "What happened, you said, you are trying to kill me..."

The third uncle stopped crying. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "I was expelled from school!"

"What?"

The third aunt was taken aback.

Then, the whole thing merged with the cold wind.

She froze.

numb...

There are six people in the family, and only Lao Yan works alone.

If he is expelled from school, how will he live in the future?

"Why?" The third uncle asked a little puzzled: "Why, the head of the family, why did you fire you. Is it because the principal in his heart doesn't like you?"

"no……"

The third uncle raised his hand, and slapped his own face twice: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault...it's all my fault on Jia Wen..."

"Why is it related to Jia Wen?"

"Jia Wen, what happened to you?"

Everyone was puzzled.

But Jia Zhang said: "Jia Wen is really not a thing, and this has cheated the third uncle again?"

Everyone looked at the third uncle, hoping that he could tell some stories.

The third uncle also wiped his nose, and said: "Jia Wen was fishing in the pond behind the kiln, and he caught a big fish. I see a big fish here, so I went fishing too..."

"But I didn't see any of them. As a result, 520 delayed the class time. It happened to be seen by Principal Wu and Director Qiao of the Education and Sports Bureau... Woooooo... The principal said that I ignored school discipline and wanted to expel me." !"

When everyone heard this, their faces turned black.

Aunt Zhou said: "This has something to do with Jia Wen, how can you blame him?"

"That's right!" Aunt Tang also said: "Mr. Yan, it's because you delayed the class, it has nothing to do with Jia Wen!"

Even the third aunt said: "You, you...you are really old-fashioned..."

"You are talking about you, you have been calculating thousands of times, now count yourself in... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." said, "How do you live these days?"

Every day when six people open their eyes to eat, the old man is out of work, so he has to drink the northwest wind!

……

In Jia Wen's house.

Jia Wen, and two beauties who had finished their homework, squatted in front of the big tub to watch.

Yi Qiaoqiao asked, "Do you dare to touch him?"

Guoguo shook her head and said, "The pliers are too big, they bite people, I dare not touch them!"

"call out……"

Yi Qiaoqiao quickly stretched out his little hand, patted the back of the big lobster, then quickly withdrew his (bfab) hand, and laughed loudly: "Look, I dare..."

"Jia Wen, your prawns are really too big, I've never seen such a big one!"

"Um!"

Jia Wen said: "I'll make it later, let's eat together, okay?"

"Okay..." Guoguo clapped her hands, and Ha Lazi was about to be exposed.

Yi Qiaoqiao pouted her mouth and said, "It's such a fun and cute lobster, why should we eat it, and I don't want to eat it?"

"Okay!" Jia Wen said, "Sit down and go, I'll give the lobster a bath!"

Next, Jia Wen brushed the lobster up and down with a brush.

Then use hemp rope to trap firmly so that the lobster cannot move.

Finally, use the five-spice salt that has been fried to wrap the whole lobster and pat it with a little water.

A huge spherical salt ball is made.

Bigger than a basketball.

This thing is best baked in an electric oven, but obviously, Jia Wen's family doesn't have such a high-end electric oven, so it won't work on a briquette stove.

Then open the ground pot.

There is another ground pot at home.

It's just that I don't use it very much at ordinary times. Jia Wen got some dry firewood to light the fire, heated the iron pan a little, and then put the salt balls in the iron pan.

Cover the pot.

Burn directly.

Small fire, slow roasting!

very slow!

The bottom of the iron pan was burnt red.

After about [-] minutes, Jia Wen stopped the fire, and then lifted the lid of the pot to have a look, and a gust of spray came over his face.

The surface of the salt ball has cracked large and small gaps, and red shrimp shells can be seen from the gaps.