Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

In the Siheyuan, Yu Qiuhua's family is living a very good life now. They eat white flour steamed buns in the morning, egg noodles at noon, and batter in the evening, with a plate of peanuts as a side dish.

Yu Qiuhua's face turned red after eating, and he put down his bowl and chopsticks and said proudly: "Tsk, tsk, it's still like that these days. Just like the days we lived before, we were no better than a pig or a dog!"

He Wenyuan took a bite of the white-flour steamed bun and nodded: "Mom, you are so right. I ate the white-flour steamed bun and then I felt that this thing should be eaten by me. Those black steamed buns in the past simply lost my identity. I

He Wenyuan will marry a man who will do great things in the future!"

He Wentao was full now, holding his belly and said: "Mom, I think the reason why we didn't eat these good things before is all the responsibility of He Wenhui. Look, she has left our home now, and our family's life is now

It would be much better.”

These days, Yu Qiuhua has been feeling depressed because of He Wenhui's affairs. Her biological daughter has severed ties with her. On weekdays, the neighbors in the compound ignore Yu Qiuhua at all.

Now He Wentao's words awakened her.

"Yes, the reason why our family failed to turn around is because of He Wenhui."

There was no clock in Yu Qiuhua's house. He Wenyuan turned his head and looked outside. Seeing that it was getting dark, he came up with a good idea: "Mom, let's go to He Wenhui's house now and let her see our good life."

Generally speaking, residents who eat white-flour steamed buns eat them secretly at home because they are afraid of being criticized behind their backs, and do not bring them to others.

But this is Yu Qiuhua!

She had always wanted He Wenhui to regret it, and this was a good opportunity.

"Okay, okay, Wenyuan, you are getting smarter and smarter!" Yu Qiuhua praised, stood up, picked up the only Sanhe white-faced steamed buns, put them in the steamer, opened the plug of the coal stove, and after a while,

The water in the pot boiled, and after waiting for a while, each white-flour steamed bun became chubby.

He Wentao had just finished eating, and now he became greedy again when he saw the white-flour steamed buns.

She didn't wait for the steamed bun to cool down, then stretched out her hand to grab it, but it was burned hard.

He Wenyuan rolled his eyes at him: "He Wentao, do you understand the rules? In our family, I am the eldest, so I should eat first."

He Wentao was a little confused: "Sister, when He Wenhui was at home, she was the oldest, and she always let us go."

"You..." He Wenyuan couldn't answer the explanation for a while, and said with a glare: "That's He Wenhui. Now that I'm the eldest sister, you have to listen to me."

He Wentao wanted to say something else, but Yu Qiuhua hurried out and reminded them: "Don't make any noise. He Wenhui should have just cooked dinner by now. Let's go to her house quickly."

The two of them turned off the fire and waited with their necks stretched out, waiting for Yu Qiuhua to help them get the steamed buns.

The two of them held the steamed buns and opened their mouths to gnaw them down, but they were stopped by Yu Qiuhua.

"Are you two caused by starving ghosts? We are going to He Wenhui's house."

After hearing this, the two of them swallowed and put down the buns.

A group of three people walked out of the house in a neat procession, quickly attracting the attention of the residents of the courtyard.

Yu Qiuhua rarely appears in the courtyard these days, not to mention that the three members of the family are neatly dressed, and they all have... Hey, white-faced steamed buns in their hands!

Fine white noodles are very rare these days. Even if people get some fine white noodles, they will only save them for making dumplings during the Chinese New Year, and they will not be willing to make steamed buns.

Aunt Yi had just picked up a handful of green vegetables from behind and faced the three of them face to face.

She originally didn't intend to pay attention to the three of them, but when her eyes fell on Jingbai's face, she was stunned: "Sister-in-law of the Yu family, has your family become rich?"

"Getting rich? Just a few white-flour steamed buns are called getting rich. You people in the capital are really ignorant!" Yu Qiuhua said with his triangular eyes squinting.

Aunt Yi didn't expect that Yu Qiuhua's attack power would be so strong, and she became blushing on the spot.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger and said, "Sister-in-law of the Yu family, where do your white-flour steamed buns come from?"

Hearing Aunt Yi's harsh and unkind tone, Yu Qiuhua stopped and snorted coldly at her: "Aunt Yi, do you think your old Yi is now the master of the courtyard and can question the residents of the courtyard at any time? He

You are just an ordinary resident now, and you are just an old woman, so what qualifications do you have to ask me this?!"

These words directly hit Aunt Yi's lungs. The smell of blood filled her throat and she almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Ever since Yi Zhonghai stepped down from the position of first master, Aunt Yi felt that her status in the courtyard was getting worse day by day. In the past, the old ladies in the courtyard would not be happy to see her. Every time she

When she went to the pool in the middle courtyard to chat, she didn't need to bring a stool, someone would always ask her to sit down.

But recently, it didn't work. Not only did others refuse to give her a stool, they even refused to give her a free stool.

And the smile on her face has disappeared, and she talks with a gun and a stick. Aunt Yi is in a bad mood these days.

When Yu Qiuhua saw Aunt Yi's behavior, instead of comforting her and explaining, she sneered: "Some people just can't recognize their identity and always feel that they are a head above others, but in fact they are just ordinary people."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at He Wenyuan: "Wenyuan, you will marry a man who does big things in the future, but you can't have too much contact with Aunt Yi."

He Wenyuan hardly spoke to Aunt Yi on weekdays. Hearing this, he was still a little confused: "Why?"

"You are stupid. Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter and a big man in the courtyard. His life was originally very good. It was because Aunt Yi, a hen who couldn't lay eggs, was around that he became worse and worse over the years.

." Yu Qiuhua said angrily.

What is meant by murder and heart-crushing? This is it.

Aunt Yi's biggest regret is that she has no children.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She was also examined in the hospital back then, and the doctor did not give a clear explanation. However, Yi Zhonghai said that it was because of something wrong with her body.

All the residents in the compound knew this, so they never mentioned having children in front of Aunt Yi.

Now....

Aunt Yi has a relatively good temper in the courtyard. She rarely conflicts with others and has never scolded anyone.

But now he couldn't bear it any longer. He stared at Yu Qiuhua and said, "Even if I can no longer lay eggs, I'm still much better off than those who have been cut off by their daughters."

This is purely about attacking each other's sore spots.

But Yu Qiuhua still had no way to refute.

Of course, with her messy energy in the past, she would definitely have a big quarrel with Aunt Yi.

But she still has something urgent...

"Humph, you thing that can't lay eggs, I won't say another word to you!" Yu Qiuhua stamped his feet as he spoke, and walked away with He Wenyuan and He Wenda.

Aunt Yi was so angry that she just rolled her eyes and staggered home.

Yi Zhonghai was drinking tea. When he saw her like this, he quickly put down the enamel jar and asked: "Honey, who is provoking you again? Didn't I tell you that things are different now?

We are not as respectful as before. When something happens, we can hide as much as possible."

"Hide? People are bullying me, how can I hide?" Aunt Yi angrily recounted what had just happened.

Yi Zhonghai, who was originally trying to persuade Aunt Yi to calm down, was furious when he heard this.

When the two of them went to the hospital for a check-up because they still had no children, the doctor actually found out that it was Yi Zhonghai's problem.

But Yi Zhonghai came first because of his face, and secondly because he wanted to take advantage of Aunt Yi, so he tampered with it and claimed that Aunt Yi couldn't give birth.

Now Yu Qiuhua calls Aunt Yi a hen that can't lay eggs. Doesn't that mean she's scolding him?

Yi Zhonghai thinks that even though he is no longer the master of the courtyard house, he is still different from other residents of the courtyard house.

Not only is he an eighth-level worker, but he also has a good relationship with the comrades in the street office. Why should he be bullied by an old woman from out of town?

Yi Zhonghai now wants to rush into Yu Qiuhua's home and punish him severely.

It's not Yi Zhonghai's temperament to just go on a rampage.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and decided to find a way to deal with Yu Qiuhua later.

As for the bangs given to Yu Qiuhua's Baimian, he cannot be spared either.

If Yi Zhonghai didn't get angry, he would really treat him as a sick cat.

After patiently comforting Aunt Yi, Yi Zhonghai picked up the enamel jar again and began to plan how to deal with Yu Qiuhua.

On the other side, Yu Qiuhua, who didn't know that he was being targeted by others, swaggered to He Wenhui's door.

Bang bang bang.

She reached out and slapped the door hard several times.

"He Wenhui, come out!"

At this time, He Wenhui was cooking and reading in the house.

After coming to the capital, especially after breaking off the relationship with Yu Qiuhua, He Wenhui regretted more and more that she gave up the opportunity to go to college for Yu Qiuhua and the others.

She has now entered the new workshop. The standards of the new workshop are the same as those of the Orchid Automobile Factory. According to the rules drawn up by Wang Weidong, as long as workers in the workshop pass the self-study exam, the Orchid Automobile Factory will fund their studies. Of course,

This also comes at a price. All employees who accept the original work will need to work at the Orchid Automobile Factory for at least ten years after completing their studies. Yes, this is the system formulated by Wang Weidong based on the training of later generations.

After He Wenhui learned about this system, she revived her hope of studying. Now she works in the workshop during the day, and after returning home at night, she will study until midnight, hoping to pass the self-study exam as soon as possible.

When he heard the knock on the door, the black iron pot was already boiling. He Wenhui quickly plugged the lid of the coal stove and lifted the pot lid to prevent the contents from overflowing.

After all this was done, He Wenhui opened the door.

When he saw Yu Qiuhua, He Wenyuan and He Wentao standing outside the door, He Wenhui's brows suddenly furrowed tightly.

Although she didn't know why these people came, she thought it wouldn't be good for them!

Yu Qiuhua chuckled and raised the steamed bun in his hand: "He Wenhui, what do you think this is?"

He Wenyuan and He Wenda also raised their steamed bun dogs.

"White flour steamed buns..." He Wenhui was a little surprised, but she was even more confused as to why these people came to the door with steamed buns.

He Wenhui's relatively calm expression made Yu Qiuhua feel very unhappy, as if he had finally invited a big show, but suddenly it rained heavily and no audience came to watch.

Yu Qiuhua maintained his identity and it was not convenient for him to teach He Wenhui a lesson, so he secretly winked at He Wenyuan.

He Wenyuan proudly raised the white flour steamed bun high: "He Wenhui, this is a steamed bun made purely from fine white flour. You haven't eaten it yet, have you?"

This is true. Lao He died relatively early, and Yu Qiuhua was not serious, so the He family had a very difficult life in Baoding.

Let alone white flour steamed buns, even if you want to have a full meal, it is not easy.

He Wenhui remained silent and continued: "He Wenhui, look, since you left our He family, we have lived a good life and eaten white flour steamed buns. Do you think we are being hindered by you?"

Already?"

After hearing this, He Wenhui finally realized that people like Emotion came eagerly to her door just to show off to her.

In the past, He Wenhui might have felt a little angry, but now she just finds it funny.

She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Okay, I've seen it now, you can go back."

These words immediately confused Yu Qiuhua and the others.

They haven't achieved their goal yet, how can they go back?

"He Wenhui, let me see what you are eating!"

When He Wenhui wasn't paying attention, He Wenyuan ran past her and got into the house.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, the lid of the pot was open, and seeing some miscellaneous grains inside, He Wenyuan smiled proudly and said: "He Wenhui, when you left our house, didn't you just want to have a good life?

What about the days? Now that we have white flour steamed buns, how can you eat multi-grain porridge!"

"Yes, yes, He Wenhui, don't you regret it so much!" He Wentao also clapped his hands and said.

When He Wenhui faced these people, he just felt angry and funny.

These people are really...

"Okay, you've shown off enough, you can leave now!" He Wenhui waved her hands at a few people, as if to drive them away.

But Yu Qiuhua finally came to show off once, how could he leave so easily?

"He Wenhui, what's wrong? Even if we have nothing to do with each other, we can still be neighbors. Is this how you treat a good neighbor?"

It has to be said that Yu Qiuhua is quite capable at playing rogue, but just a few words left the always kind-hearted He Wenhui speechless.

"Yu Qiuhua, I still want to read, so I really can't receive you."

"Reading?" Yu Qiuhua then saw a textbook placed on the bench next to him.

Her face suddenly turned ugly: "He Wenhui, are you still complaining about me for not letting you go to college back then?"

He Wenhui didn't want to talk about the past things, but Yu Qiuhua was reluctant, pointing at He Wenhui's nose and said: "He Wenhui, I once told you that women can't study too much. If you have that little effort, you might as well

If you find a man to marry and you can live a good life in the future, what's the use of reading so many books!"

He Wenhui made a serious face: "Yu Qiuhua, our two families have severed ties. I don't need you to dictate my affairs."

This was the first time He Wenhui spoke to Yu Qiuhua with this attitude.

Yu Qiuhua was so angry that he was shaking all over.

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