Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

"Take a day off tomorrow afternoon to buy a bicycle. If I have a bicycle, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a wife?" Liu Jianshe thought to himself.

In this day and age, a bicycle is more fashionable than a sports car decades later. Owning a bicycle is a symbol of successful people.

Now that I have a ticket, I have to get one anyway.

There are chicken, lard, and vermicelli. For dinner tonight, I will make northern fried chicken.

Chop the chicken, put lard in the pot to boil, stir-fry the chicken over high heat, wait for the aroma of the chicken to come out, and then put the vermicelli in.

Although Liu Jianshe closed the door, the strong smell of meat still spread out.

In addition, the fried chicken in the northern rural areas pays attention to a fragrant aroma.

Ever since, the whole courtyard almost smelled of meat.

Some people began to swallow their saliva non-stop, some were envious, some were jealous.

The home of bangs.

The second aunt stood at the door and kept sniffing the fragrance, her face full of longing.

"This Liu Jianshe eats meat again, where does he get so much meat?" Second Aunt said sourly.

"He's an engineer, and he's alone. If you have a lot of money, you can't spend it all. It's normal to eat some meat." Liu Guangtian's eyes showed jealousy.

Liu Jianshe's life can be said to be very nourishing, and he eats fine grains and meat, which makes the neighbors very jealous.

Like Liu Guangtian, he can't eat meat all year round, and he has to share with others if he eats eggs during the Chinese New Year.

While eating scrambled eggs, Liu Haizhong also felt that the scrambled eggs suddenly became less fragrant.

The Jia family in the middle courtyard.

Jia Zhang's face was vicious: "Liu Jianshe, whose parents died, eats good food every day, and his monthly salary is so high, and he doesn't know how to help my family. He deserves to be single. I think he is born to die."

"Shazhu is not a good thing either. There are so many delicious foods in the factory, and I don't know how to bring them back to help my family."

"Grandma, I want to eat meat." Stickong originally had a mouthful of greasy food in the afternoon, but now he started crying again when he smelled meat.

Stick cries, Xiao Dang cries too, although she doesn't know why she cries, but it's right to cry.

Qin Huairu is busy with dinner, a few white flour steamed buns, some sweet potato porridge, and wild vegetable soup.

As for how the white flour steamed buns come from, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom.

Listening to her mother-in-law's complaints, Qin Huairu felt a little amused, why did Jia's family never get in touch with Liu Jianshe?

It's not because of the quarrel between their mother and son. In the past, Liu Jianshe was seen as an orphan with no elders in the family, so he bullied him vigorously.

Who would have expected that in 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.

In just a few years, Liu Jianshe turned from an apprentice fitter to an engineer.

Successfully become the existence that the courtyard looks up to.

"Liu Jianshe will definitely be a bachelor all his life. He has no family. If someone tells him a wife, he will have to mess with him." Jia Zhang vowed secretly.

"It's all your fault, the loser. Without you, my son would not have died. You brought everything."

Jia Zhang turned her head and scolded Qin Huairu.

Senior tea art master Qin Huairu wiped away tears pitifully aggrieved.

……

Jia's house is opposite to Shazhu's house.

Sha Zhu was stewing chicken. He didn't plan to stew chicken to eat, but he could smell the meat smell of Liu Jiancheng's house, and Sha Zhu also lost his temper.

"Are you the only one who can eat meat? I'm going to fight you today."

As the heir of the Tan family cuisine, Sha Zhu is naturally a good cook.

After a while, the smell of stewed chicken soup also came out.

Jia Zhang, who was yelling, smelled the fragrance and looked in the direction of the fragrance.

Immediately happy, he patted the stick on the head and said: "My dear grandson, Sha Zhu will stew the chicken soup later, you go and bring it back."

When Stickong heard that there was meat to eat, he nodded quickly.

While making chicken soup, Sha Zhu was busy with other tasks, preparing to make some steamed buns.

He also knew that BangGong should come over to serve chicken soup later, but he couldn't eat the chicken himself, so he simply ate a few buns.

The smell in the backyard made the front and middle yards a bit dissatisfied.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and no one said a word.

Silly Zhu, God of War in the courtyard, is not easy to mess with, and Liu Jianshe, who has just been promoted to engineer, is also not easy to mess with.

After more than ten minutes like this, Xu Damao, who went to the countryside to show a movie, came back and looked at his lonely chicken coop.

Suddenly let out an astonishing roar: "Where's my chicken?"

"Who stole my chicken?"

In an instant, the whole courtyard began to be lively.

Chapter 3

"Where's my chicken? Where did my chicken go?"

"Who stole my chicken?"

The peaceful courtyard began to become lively. There is no TV or mobile phone these days, and it is hard to watch the excitement. Who would not want to come out to watch the excitement?

Before the three stewards opened their mouths, Jia Zhang took the lead to turn things upside down and said, "Liu Jianshe, that guy without parents must have stolen it. I saw him standing at your door for a while with my own eyes."

Jia Zhang's decades of life are not in vain, and he has room for himself when he speaks.

He only said that he saw Liu Jianshe standing at the door of Xu Damao's house for a while.

He didn't say that he saw Liu Jianshe stealing the chicken with his own eyes, so when the truth came out.

Jia Zhang was still able to roll around, saying that he didn't see clearly.

This is the truth that belongs to the Jia Zhang family.

I can frame you, but you can't do anything to me.

Because ah!I'm poor and I'm justified, I'm weak so you have to give in to me!

When Xu Damao heard this, he was so angry that he kicked Liu Jianshe's door open.

Before he could ask any questions, he was kicked out by Liu Jianshe.

Xu Damao screamed and fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

"Sun thief, you are too crazy to ride a horse. You dare to beat someone after stealing a chicken. Believe it or not, I will send you to the security office?"

Xu Damao rubbed his chest, got up slowly, pointed at Liu Jianshe and cursed.

Liu Jianshe's actions completely outraged the public.

Yi Zhonghai, a model of morality, was the first to speak out: "Liu Jianshe, what are you doing? How can you hit people casually?"

Liu Jianshe put down the jar of lard in his arms, and calmly patted the non-existent dust on his body.

"Can you blame me? Why didn't you make a sound when Xu Damao broke in?"

"Co-author someone broke into my house and wanted to beat me, but I can't resist?"

"What kind of reasoning is this?" Liu Jiancheng said righteously.

Yi Zhonghai, a model of morality, was immediately speechless.

Seeing the old man rushing to the street, the official fan Liu Haizhong put his hands behind his back, imitating the attitude of the leaders in the factory, and prepared to make a mess first.

"It's Xu Damao's fault for kicking the door, but there's a reason for it. After all, the chickens raised by others are gone."

"And Mrs. Jia Zhang saw you standing at the door of Xu Damao's house for a while, so he was a little impulsive, which is understandable."

"Also, you suddenly ate chicken today, which makes people suspicious."

"Why don't you explain?"

Xu Damao also added: "That's right, please explain why my chicken was lost and you ate the chicken. If you can't explain it, I will never finish with you today."

Everyone in the compound looked at Liu Jianshe, some with disdain, some gloating, and some with horror.

Liu Jianshe frowned and glared at Jia Zhangshi.

This dead old woman will find trouble every day, and sooner or later she will deal with you.

When Jia Zhang saw Liu Jianshe glaring at him, he also glared back, not to be outdone.

"I don't know if your chicken is lost, or is it out to play basketball?"

"If you want to ask where my chickens come from, then you can ask Director Yang."

"My chicken was given to me by Director Yang. If you don't believe me, you can ask him. Besides, I'm not the only one who ate chicken today. Why are you biting me like a mad dog?"

After Liu Jianshe finished speaking, he took a meaningful look at the stick, then walked back into the house and took out the chicken feathers that he had processed.

"Look at your dog eyes, I am a big rooster, not a hen. If you lose the chicken, what do you care about me?"

Facing the evidence, Xu Damao had nothing to say, nor did he give in. Instead, he sniffed the smell of meat in the compound.

Smelling the smell of meat in Shazhu's house, he went in directly and looked at the chicken feathers that hadn't been thrown away yet.

Xu Damao was furious again, pointed at Shazhu and said, "Okay, it turned out that you, Shazhu, stole my chicken."

Silly Zhu originally watched the excitement, but he didn't expect that the pot of shit would suddenly be placed on him.

As the god of war in the courtyard, can Sha Zhu suffer this grievance?

He immediately raised his hand and gave Xu Damao the back of his head.

"Why is it your chicken that others eat chicken, and I, silly, don't deserve to eat chicken?"

Xu Damao was slapped, and he was kicked by Liu Jianshe earlier.

He didn't care about being able to beat Shazhu but couldn't beat him, so he just punched and wanted to fight back.

Unexpectedly, everyone could watch the two fight, so they quickly stopped them.

While struggling, Xu Damao shouted: "Master, look, Sha Zhu still doesn't admit it. He still wants to do something. This is too arrogant and domineering. He must be sent to the security department today."

The uncle stopped Xu Damao, and then asked silly Zhu: "Zhuzi, where did you get this chicken from?"

"Where did you get it? Of course I bought it. Can I spend two yuan on meat?"

"You shit, this chicken feather is obviously a hen. Whoever is willing to eat a hen will save the eggs to eat. In my opinion, you stole this chicken from my family."

As soon as the words came out, Shazhu was not happy, and finally bought a chicken to eat, but was said to have been stolen, and no one would be happy to change it.

"Speak clearly, what do you mean stealing from your house? Does this chicken have your name Xu Damao written on it or something? How can you prove that it belongs to your family? Why don't you call and see if it agrees?"

Hearing this, Liu Jianshe couldn't help interjecting: "It's dead now, of course it won't agree. If it's alive, I might play a basketball for you to prove it."

Uncle: "Liu Jianshe, shut up, don't you think it's messy?"

Xu Damao laughed back angrily, his heart was full of anger.

With great difficulty, he brought back an old hen from the countryside, so that he could eat fresh eggs in the morning to satisfy his craving.

Now Shazhu stole the chicken and still doesn't admit it.

Isn't this clearly bullying honest people?

Xu Damao pointed at Shazhu: "I think you are a bully. You bully the weak at will by relying on your strength. You will be punished sooner or later."

"And when I came back from work, I saw that there was an old hen missing in the house. There were only two families in the yard stewing chicken. Liu Jianshe's was a big rooster. Only yours was a hen. You still don't admit it?"

Silly Zhu was stunned for a moment.

Seriously recalled it, and looked at the stick.

When Sha Zhu came back, he seemed to see the stick eating the chicken, and then thought of Liu Jianshe's meaningful eyes just now.

Silly Zhu immediately understood that the chicken was probably stolen by the stick.

But as Qin Huairu's licking dog, he, silly, naturally couldn't reveal the truth.

He could only pretend to be stupid and said in a daze: "Why are you chattering around like a woman?"