Scholars in the courtyard

The jeep was moving slowly on the road. Yang Xiaotao looked through the glass at the pedestrians passing by. They were all wearing cotton coats and waving small flags.

Beibei

Yang Xiaotao honked the horn to let the children in front who were setting off firecrackers get off the road.

The children who were playing heard the sound and immediately ran to the side. Then a piece of broken tile on the ground was shattered by the firecrackers and fell around.

These children were not afraid either. They clapped their hands happily.

Yang Xiaotao heard the knocking sound coming from the car and slowed down helplessly.

If it was in the previous life, if someone's car was messed up by a naughty child, they would have stopped the car and asked the parents for a reason.

They even had to pay for it.

But at this time, there was nothing to worry about.

Even if the car was hit, they had to find someone to repair it.

Insurance? What is that?

The car slowly left, and the children's cheers came from behind, mixed with the sound of firecrackers.

"This kid is so nice."

With a sigh, Yang Xiaotao parked the car outside an alley.

Not far away, there were several cars parked in groups of three or two. Obviously, many leaders lived here.

After getting off the car, Yang Xiaotao started to move things from the jeep.

There were some gifts that Ran Qiuye helped to pack, and the rest were meat, eggs and vegetables taken out from the system.

There was no way, the appearance of a bunch of drawings directly occupied most of the system space.

When there was time, Yang Xiaotao had to sort it out.

Some things that were not used had to be disposed of.

Some food and daily necessities should be used as soon as possible.

So this time when he came to visit his uncle, Yang Xiaotao had seven or eight large and small bags, and the whole person was buried by things.

Luckily, Yang Xiaotao was strong, so he could carry it and walk steadily.

According to the address given by his uncle, Yang Xiaotao walked in the alley for a while, and then confirmed the number plate at the door.

The place where his uncle lived was not a military family courtyard, it looked like a quadrangle or a compound.

It's not that no one lives around. On the contrary, there are many people sunbathing in the alley.

When Yang Xiaotao walked by, everyone looked at him. The children who passed by looked at the things on Yang Xiaotao from time to time with envy.

Yang Xiaotao also knew that he was a little conspicuous, so he quickened his pace and walked deeper into the alley.

As he looked at the iron plates one by one, Yang Xiaotao became more and more suspicious. Did he go the wrong way?

Just when Yang Xiaotao was wondering if he remembered it wrong, Xiaowei's voice suddenly came, "Director, there is another family at the turn of the alley. It should be what you are looking for."

"Where is it?"

Xiaowei immediately pointed out the direction, and Yang Xiaotao quickened his pace.

Soon, he came to the alley and saw a two-meter-wide alley. Yang Xiaotao looked inside and saw big trees popping out of the walls on both sides, including locust trees, elm trees, and some poplar trees.

But the road surface was very clean, and it was obvious that someone was cleaning here.

Yang Xiaotao looked around and saw no one, so he walked in with his things.

He also paid attention to the house number while walking.

The next second, Yang Xiaotao finally found the number 303 in his memory.

Then he looked at the yard in front of him.

From the outside, the yard was not small, especially the two large iron gates. Although the paint on them was a little faded, there was no place where the paint fell off.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know if this was his uncle's residence, but since he came here, he went up to ask.

Putting the bags on the ground, Yang Xiaotao tidied his clothes, then went up and knocked on the door gently.

After a few knocks, Yang Xiaotao heard the sound of the door opening in the yard. Judging from the footsteps, it should be an old man.

Yang Xiaotao quickly corrected his attitude, and then heard a female voice from inside, "Who are you looking for?"

It was light and soft, making people feel gentle and comfortable.

As the voice fell, the door opened, and an old woman in her forties or fifties appeared in front of Yang Xiaotao.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

The old woman looked at Yang Xiaotao, and he didn't know this person.

And she also noticed that there was a pile of things on the ground at the door, and she became more alert.

Yang Xiaotao was also a little unsure and didn't know what to call her.

Fortunately, at this time, another person came out of the room.

When Yang Xiaotao saw her, he immediately knew that he had found the right place.

"You must be my aunt, I am Yang Xiaotao, Yang Xiaotao from the Red Star Machinery Factory."

"I came to see you two."

As Yang Xiaotao said this, the uncle in the room also saw Yang Xiaotao and was walking towards him.

"Yang Xiaotao?"

The old woman thought, frowned, and then heard footsteps approaching behind her, so she turned around, "Old man."

The uncle came over with a smile, nodded to the old woman, and then came to the door, slightly surprised, "Xiaotao, why are you here?"

Yang Xiaotao started to pick up the bags on the ground at this time, "Uncle, what you said, why can't I come to see you."

Hearing Yang Xiaotao's words, the uncle shook his head and smiled, "This is the nephew I told you about before."

"This is your aunt."

"Yes, I am Yang Xiaotao, aunt, hello."

Yang Xiaotao immediately smiled at his aunt.

"Come on, come in, come in."

Auntie immediately called in, and the uncle stepped forward to help take things.

"No, no, I'll take it myself, this is nothing."

He walked into the yard.

The uncle looked at Yang Xiaotao who came in, and suddenly his nose was a little sour, then he turned around and closed the door.

Yang Xiaotao followed his aunt into the house, looking around the yard.

The yard was very clean, this was Yang Xiaotao's first impression.

Although there were trees in the yard, there were no leaves under the trees.

Although there were traces of planting flowers and plants, there was no sign of decay.

Near the house, an old elm tree cast a ray of light on the quiet ground, which seemed peaceful and harmonious.

"Come on, come in, it's cold outside, come in and warm up."

Auntie lifted the cotton curtain, and Yang Xiaotao took the things into the house.

"You're here, why do you bring so many things?"

Uncle walked in and looked at the bags of things on the ground, including meat, noodles, and a bag of eggs.

Auntie was also surprised, these things were not small.

Especially that piece of pork, at least ten kilograms, save some to eat, it will be enough for the New Year and the New Year.

And that bag of noodles, at least twenty kilograms.

This is fine grain.

And eggs, duck eggs, this.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I see that these things are more valuable than money.

"Uncle, aunt, we can't take the rest, so we can only take this little bit. I'll bring more next time."

After Yang Xiaotao came in, he looked at the furnishings in the room. It was very simple.

Especially, there were two steamed buns on the table, which made Yang Xiaotao feel sad.

If he didn't know, it would be fine, but now that he knew, he couldn't ignore it.

"No need, the two of us can't eat so much here."

Uncle waved his hand after hearing this, and he obviously noticed the steamed buns on the table, but his face was casual and indifferent.

Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything and walked aside.

The coal in the stove went out, Yang Xiaotao took off his gloves and coat and went forward to pick up the stove.

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"You, just sit here, I'll do it, I'll do it."

When the aunt saw Yang Xiaotao cleaning the stove, she hurried forward to stop him, but Yang Xiaotao didn't care, "Aunt, you may not know that this heating stove was designed by me."

"I see that your heating stove and radiator should be products from our steel rolling mill period, which should be three or four years old."

Yang Xiaotao smiled, and the aunt was a little surprised when she heard it, "This is designed by you."

"This is a good thing. In the past two years, the house is much warmer than the previous stove. Many people around use this."

"Yeah, this is made by our factory. Didn't uncle tell you?"

"He, he told me about the people and the country, how could he tell me about this."

Aunt smiled, and the uncle next to him sat on a chair and picked up the thermos to make tea. He shook his head after hearing it.

Yang Xiaotao saw it and knew that it was probably said, but his aunt didn't remember it, but it didn't matter, he would come often in the future and he would be familiar with it.

Taking out the coal ash, Yang Xiaotao poured it under the old elm tree. He saw the coal ash there when he came.

Walking into the house, his aunt took two honeycomb coals from outside, but Yang Xiaotao took a look and found that the coal pile was not much.

No wonder the stove was not lit in such a cold day.

Yang Xiaotao put the coal balls in and started the fire on the side.

"Aunt, this stove is a bit old. Is it a bit blocked when burning? It's not easy to ignite."

Aunt nodded immediately, "Yes, it's a bit blocked when burning."

"That's right, there should be too much ash in the chimney, which is blocked."

"This needs to be cleaned regularly, and the radiator needs to be checked and replaced."

"It's okay. Our machinery factory has fixed maintenance personnel. I'll ask them to help you fix it tomorrow."

"No, no, no trouble."

Aunt glanced at the uncle and hurriedly declined.

"It's okay. This is after-sales service."

"Besides, if you have a problem, it means that there is a problem with our product, which has a great impact on the reputation of our factory, so this matter is not just your family's business."

Aunt was dizzy with what Yang Xiaotao said. She could only look at her husband and saw him nod slightly before she agreed.

"Okay, it's lit."

Yang Xiaotao covered the stove, and the aunt took him to the basin beside him, and Yang Xiaotao washed his hands.

"Aunt, are you and your parents the only ones at home?"

Aunt nodded, "The children are either working or going to school, they are all busy. There are only two of us at home, and there is nothing to do, so it's quiet for two of us."

Yang Xiaotao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Back in the living room, uncle had already made tea, and Yang Xiaotao sat opposite.

At this time, Yang Xiaotao paid attention to the surroundings.

There was an old-fashioned desk near the window, and many newspapers were placed in a conspicuous place.

There was also a photo frame near the window, which contained a family portrait.

There was a row of old-fashioned bookshelves against the wall, with many books, some in Chinese, and many from the Alliance.

"How do you have time to come to my place?"

Uncle poured tea for Yang Xiaotao and asked casually.

"It's New Year's Day, come and see you two."

Yang Xiaotao said casually, and then took out a box of red pandas from his pocket.

Uncle looked at it but subconsciously looked at his aunt beside him.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao didn't know what was going on, so he didn't know whether to take back his outstretched hand, and then looked at his aunt awkwardly.

"You guys chat, I'll go pack up."

Aunt stood up and walked out.

"Um, prepare the Fenjiu that Boxian sent last time."

"I know, I know."

Auntie's joyful voice came, and the uncle immediately turned around and picked up the cigarette on the table.

Yang Xiaotao took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, then took a big puff.

"During this period, we are under strict control, one pack of cigarettes a week."

The uncle said happily, and then took another careful puff.

"One pack a week? Then today is not Monday"

"Ahem, I was happy last week, so I smoked two packs, and this week's share is gone."

Yang Xiaotao laughed immediately after hearing it.

The uncle also patted his thigh helplessly.

Yang Xiaotao smiled and took out a box of unopened Qun Ying from his clothes, and finally took out the opened Red Peony from his coat pocket, and put them on the table.

"This is what my comrades and I smoke, I don't know if it suits your taste."

The old man immediately whispered when he saw it, "It doesn't matter, as long as it's a cigarette."

Then he put the cigarette away and put it behind the bookshelf.

"I'll bring a few more boxes of red pandas next time."

The uncle shook his head, "No, no, one or two boxes will do."

"Too many will be easy to expose."

Yang Xiaotao laughed again, "Okay, then I'll come more often."

The uncle shook his head again, but didn't say anything.

Yang Xiaotao naturally knew the uncle's worries, but it was not a big deal for him.

Adding icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow.

Besides, he came openly, and it was not something shameful.