Chapter 252 Everyone in the Siheyuan is envious

Although the deaf old lady is old, she is knowledgeable and has developed a keen eye.

She knew exactly what Jia Dongxu was thinking at this moment.

But for the sake of the food and Qin Huairu, she pretended to know nothing and just ate her fill first.

"By the way, Dongxu, today is New Year's Eve. Have you gone to the detention center to deliver dumplings to your mother?"

Yi Zhonghai had previously instructed Jia Dongxu to let himself or Qin Huairu send a portion of the dumplings to Jia Zhang in the detention center after they were ready, so that Jia Zhang could have a good meal and celebrate the New Year in prison.

Previously, Jia Zhang was addicted to painkillers and was taken to a detention center to reform herself. She definitely cannot spend this New Year at home.

Jia Dongxu nodded nonchalantly while eating:
"Cook the dumplings in the afternoon, and let Qin Huairu deliver the first pot to my mother."

"That's right. The old sister-in-law is so pitiful in there. What can she eat? It's nothing more than steamed bread, cabbage soup, pickled cabbage and the like."

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

The aunt looked at him strangely and asked, "Why do you care so much about Jia Zhang?"

Yi Zhonghai was so worried about Jia Zhang who was in the detention center that Auntie couldn't help but wonder if there was something going on between them.

Especially, Yi Zhonghai was so good to Jia Dongxu, treating him just like his own son.

Although Yi Zhonghai told her that this was to allow Jia Dongxu to provide for them in their old age, so they had to be nice to Jia Dongxu at this time, the aunt was still skeptical.

I understand that you are good to Jia Dongxu, but this is too good. You have to ask about everything in Jia Dongxu's family and help with everything.

Even if he is my own son, it would be no more than this.

Yi Zhonghai didn't notice that the old lady next to him looked at him with a strange look in her eyes. She was still drinking wine and eating preserved eggs with soy sauce and vinegar.

"smell good!"

At this moment, Jia Dongxu suddenly smelled the fragrance of food coming from someone else's house outside the yard, and swallowed hard.

"Whose dish is this? It smells so good!"

"It must have been done by Wang Jianye's family."

The deaf old lady muttered.

She is quite old, but her eyes, ears, and ears are not deaf or blind, and her nose is very sensitive.

Ever since she asked Wang Jianye to make her a bowl of braised pork last time, she has remembered the aroma.

When she smelled it again, she immediately realized that it was made at Wang Jianye's home.

So fragrant!
The deaf old lady greedily inhaled the fragrance wafting from Wang Jianye's house in the backyard.

"It's this Wang Jianye again!"

Jia Dongxu swallowed hard and gritted his teeth while reciting the three words "Wang Jianye".

Wang Jianye was taller than him, better looking, earned more than him, and had a brand new bicycle.

So Jia Dongxu was particularly envious and felt inferior in front of Wang Jianye.

Inferiority complex leads to jealousy, and jealousy leads to hatred. Jia Dongxu was very unhappy with Wang Jianye, but he had no way to deal with him.

"When he's cooking at home, can't he close the windows and doors tightly?"

Jia Dongxu swallowed and couldn't help muttering.

After hearing this, Qin Huairu became even more dissatisfied with Jia Dongxu.

If you have the guts, go and say it to my brother Wang. You are such a useless man if you gossip about others behind their backs.

Yi Zhonghai noticed Jia Dongxu's emotions. If it were someone else, Yi Zhonghai could have said something for Jia Dongxu.

Even if the news reached that person's ears, Yi Zhonghai was not worried. After all, he had great prestige in the courtyard and was the top one among the stewards. But that person was Wang Jianye, the head chef of Fengze Garden, and he had participated in the preparation of the state banquet two days ago.

This made Yi Zhonghai obey his heart and he dared not complain behind his back. He pretended not to hear Jia Dongxu's complaints and continued to eat.

At this time, the deaf old lady had an idea and wanted Wang Jianye to make her something delicious.

In the past, eating dumplings was considered the Chinese New Year, but the deaf old lady felt that this should be changed in the future. Only by eating the dishes cooked by Wang Jianye can it be considered the real Chinese New Year.

The deaf old lady was thinking about the delicious food made by Wang Jianye while eating the dumplings made by Qin Huairu.

The gap between fantasy and reality made her feel that the dumplings were like chewing wax, tasteless and far worse than those made by Wang Jianye.

Even so, the deaf old lady still had to eat it. After all, it didn't cost her money, and it would be a waste if she didn't eat it.

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Who doesn’t eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?

Old Yan from the front yard finally bought some meat on New Year's Eve and asked the three aunts to make a pot of meat-stuffed radish dumplings.

Although there is less meat and more radish in the filling, it is still better than no meat.

Yan Jiecheng ate in small bites, savoring the flavor carefully. This was not because he was so elegant.

Instead, after taking the dumplings out of the pot, Yan Fugui personally distributed a portion of dumplings to each person.

Everyone has the same amount, and it's gone once it's eaten, so Yan Jiecheng doesn't need to eat fast, he can just eat slowly.

If you eat too fast, you will be like Zhu Bajie who ate the ginseng fruit in Journey to the West. He swallowed the first one before he could even taste it. What a pity.

If it were Yan Jiecheng, he would definitely smell it hard for a few years first, and then eat it slowly after all the smells were gone.

"smell good!"

Yan Fugui's eyes lit up.

He lives in the front yard, the family closest to the main gate. Usually when people pass by the door after buying vegetables, he can smell what they are buying with his nose, which is sharper than a dog's.

This kind of sensitive sense of smell can only be matched by the Siheyuan Thief's Stick plot which has not yet been born.

"Whose dish is this?"

"It must have been done by Wang Jianye in the backyard."

Yan Fugui was very sure that only Wang Jianye could cook such delicious food.

Except for him, no one else in the courtyard can do it. Even He Daqing couldn't cook such delicious food.

"Dad, I heard that the second uncle in the backyard asked Wang Jianye to cook three dishes for him. Can we also let Wang Jianye cook for us?"

Yan Jiecheng was particularly greedy and wanted to try what this dish tasted like, so he couldn't help but talk to Yan Fugui.

"We definitely can't ask Wang Jianye to cook. How much money would that cost? It's enough for us to cook several meals ourselves."

Yan Fugui asked Liu Haizhong how much money Liu Haizhong spent on having Wang Jianye cook for him the other day.

After hearing the specific numbers, Yan Fugui immediately gave up the idea of ​​asking Wang Jianye to cook for his family. The price was too expensive and he was unwilling to do so.

"But some families are definitely willing to spend the money, and when the time comes, we can go visit them and get some free time.
In this way, we don't have to spend money and can still enjoy the delicious food made by Wang Jianye? Think more and don't just think about spending money. "

Yan Fugui took a sip of wine and said happily.

Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Great, Dad, you have so many ideas."

Seeing Yan Jiecheng giving him a thumbs up, Yan Fugui was very proud:

"You can't be poor if you don't have enough food and clothes, but if you don't plan well, you will be poor. You, follow my example and learn from me."

(End of this chapter)