Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

As long as it is confirmed who did it, Zhang Bingye will definitely make him pay the price.

His stomach growled with hunger, and Zhang Bingye managed to suppress the anger in his heart.

Unlock the lock with one hand and enter the house.

Turn on the light and open the lid.

Zhang Bingye put a pot of braised pork in a bowl, and added a bowl of rice for himself.

The combination of hunger and the strong aroma of braised pork made him move his index finger.

Zhang Bingye picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, chewing it.

The aroma explodes in the mouth.

The fat but not greasy braised pork greatly satisfies the taste buds.

Pick up a large bowl and pour the braised pork broth over the rice.

Say nothing.

cooked rice.

Jia family.

"Grandma, the wicked ghost is back."

"Go and get the meat back."

Stick stick has been watching the movements in Zhang Bingye's house.

"If I don't go, isn't it just braised pork? Can I ask him?"

"My good grandson, don't make trouble. I will ask your mother to buy meat tomorrow and make braised pork for you."

Jia Zhang smiled all over his face.

Thinking of Zhang Bingye opening the lock, he spit on his hands.

Jia Zhang was about to laugh out loud.

She is not stupid, if she asks Zhang Bingye for meat in the past, she will not be able to get it right.

"Mom, grandma said that she wants you to buy meat tomorrow."

Stick it out quickly.

"Mom, the family has no money, see if you can get two yuan out."

Qin Huairu cursed inwardly, and threw the matter back to Jia Zhang.

After Jia Dongxu left, the factory paid 300 yuan in compensation, and Jia Zhang held all of it.

Qin Huairu took Jia Dongxu's post.

I went to Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant as a fitter apprentice, and my monthly salary was only 27.5.

Jia Zhang is given five yuan as pension money every month, and the rest of the money is kept to run the family.

There are five people in the family, and the sticks have to eat well every day, so Qin Huairu can't save money.

If it weren't for the help of Silly Zhu, Qin Huairu would have been unable to hold on long ago.

"I have no money."

"Qin Huairu, what do you mean, you even have a plan for my pension money, are you still a person?"

Jia Zhang stared.

"I'll figure it out tomorrow."

Qin Huairu said undeniably.

Jiazhang suppressed Qin Huairu, feeling elated.

Zhang Bingye's family.

I ate three bowls of rice in one go.

Zhang Bingye patted his stomach, finally satisfied.

There were three small pieces of braised pork left in the bowl.

It was Zhang Bingye who stayed behind on purpose.

After finishing the meal, Zhang Bingye took the bowl and went to the front yard.

He wanted to ask Yan Fugui who was wandering around his door.

Three pieces of pork belly was a hush money for Yan Fugui.

"Master San, open the door."

Zhang Bingye gently knocked on the door.

"Yeah, Bingye."

"What's the matter with you?"

Yu Li opened the door and asked with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Bingye holding a bowl in his hand, Yu Li spit.

"Sister Li, I have something to do with the third uncle."

"This is the braised pork I just made, do you want to try a piece?"

Zhang Bingye held the bowl and sent it towards Yu Li.

"Then...then I'm sorry."

Yu Li hesitated for a second.

I couldn't help being greedy, I reached out and grabbed a piece of braised pork in the bowl, and put it in my mouth.

It is the taste of happiness.

"Bingye, what can you do with me?"

"Come and sit down and talk."

"Xiao Li, you go back to the house."

Yan Fugui came out of the room.

He didn't take his eyes off the bowl in Zhang Bingye's hand.

Seeing Yu Li eating a piece of meat, Yan Fugui felt pain in his heart and sent Yu Li away.

"Master San, it's fine."

"I went out for a while, and someone came to my door, do you know?"

Zhang Bingye put the bowl on the table.

"It's Mrs. Jia who passed."

"Still standing at your door and cursing for a long time."

Yan Fugui said hurriedly.

"Thank you, Third Master."

Zhang Bingye pushed the bowl towards Yan Fugui.

It was determined that it was Jia Zhang who did the disgusting thing.

Zhang Bingye knew what to do.

To deal with villains, you must punch hard!

"Bingye, look at you, you are too polite."

"Wait and I will."

Yanfu Guile has blossomed.

He quickly brought a small bowl over, and put two pieces of braised pork into his bowl with a spoon.

Not even a bit of soup left.

"Third uncle, you have a good rest."

Zhang Bingye went back with the bowl.

"Bingye, if there's anything embarrassing, just tell me."

"Don't hide from me, I will appoint someone who can help me."

Yan Fugui sent Zhang Bingye out with a smile.

The attitude is called eagerness.

When Zhang Bingye left, Yan Fugui closed the door.

Like a civet cat, he ran back to the table.

First lick the soup off the spoon.

"Dad, Zhang Bingye brought you meat, right?"

Yan Fugui opened the door of the small room with a look of eagerness.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Yan Fugui's palm fell on the small bowl, covering it tightly.

"What, I can smell it."

"Lily said she ate a piece and it smelled old."

Yan Jiecheng was in a hurry.

Just now when Yu Li came home, she could smell it in a breath.

Yu Li confessed honestly.

Zhang Bingye came to find Yan Fugui something to do, and sent three pieces of meat.

She opened the door for Zhang Bingye just now, got a piece of meat, and said how generous Zhang Bingye was.

But Yan Xiecheng couldn't be more envious.

He ran out quickly and asked Yan Fugui for meat.

"If you want to eat meat, buy it yourself, don't miss me all day long."

"How old are you, and you still miss something about your parents."

Yan Fugui grimaced, grabbed the bowl, and went back to his little room.

Get ready to enjoy and enjoy.

Yan Jiecheng was downcast.

Zhang Bingye returned home and cleaned the pots and bowls.

Start killing fish.

A heart is as cold as a knife in your hand.

Two big grass carp weighing ten catties are too wasteful to make soup.

Zhang Bingye prepared to slice and marinate, and after drying, make pan-fried fish nuggets to eat.

After finishing the matter at hand, show Jia Zhang a little more power.

And make sure no one catches him.

Ten catties of big grass carp, scales removed, gills dug out, internal organs cleaned.

Chop the fish into several large pieces, then cut into slices with a knife.

The sound of chopping fish can be heard by residents of the middle courtyard.

"This immoral thing, what are you doing at home?"

"It's not cutting meat."