Siheyuan: Married Lou Xiao'e at the beginning

Chapter 81: The Fire That Ma Hua Brings Home

Although 400 yuan for a story is a bit expensive, the money can be returned, and he wants Yan Jiecheng to promise him something.

He directly took out 400 yuan and put it on the table, which scared Yan Jiecheng.

"Xiaoshan, you scared me. This is 400 yuan. You can take it out just by saying so."

Sun Xiaoshan put his hands on his shoulders, without speaking to Yan Jiecheng, and took out a notebook and pen from his backpack.

Yan Jiecheng took a notebook and a pen and wrote a promissory note. This was what he should do. Yan Jiecheng did not deny it and wrote down a promise to pay it back in three years.

And it also listed an interest rate of 2%. The Yan family really does things in a very flawless and respectable manner.

"I don't want the interest. Brother Jie Cheng, I hope you will promise me one thing."

When Yan Jiecheng heard that Sun Xiaoshan didn't want interest, he laughed happily.

That's the interest, 2% interest, that's a lot of money.

"Xiaoshan, you said that as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it beautifully for you."

This, he really believed, that the father and son of the Yan family were still trustworthy.

"If there is another day when I am in the courtyard and need your help, please say a word for me."

Although Yan Jiecheng didn't understand, He Yuzhu could think of it. He patted Yan Jiecheng beside him and said.

"Are you stupid? Hurry up and agree. Then you can bring Uncle Three with you and stand on the side of the hill."

Or if you think about it, it seems to be true. Now the eldest uncle has been driven out, and the second and third uncles are living a prosperous life in the courtyard.

If any conflicts or disputes occurred in the courtyard, it would not be impossible for his family to speak up for Sun Xiaoshan.

"That's great! I'm getting a great deal."

After he took the 400 yuan, he handed it to Liu Guangqi. 400 yuan was enough to buy a job.

I made friends with a man who worked at a steel mill and was the future canteen director, and also got to know a section chief at the steel mill.

This deal was very cost-effective and there was no loss at all, so Yan Jiecheng of course agreed.

Liu Guangqi looked at his watch and found that it was getting late. The war in their family should almost be over.

"Let's go. It's almost time for our family to be quiet. Can you give me two more of that fire?"

Who says Liu Guangqi doesn’t like this family and doesn’t take care of his younger brothers? He does take care of them, but his ability is limited.

He Yuzhu took out two donkey meat hot buns and handed them to Liu Guangqi, then took out two more and handed them to Yan Jiecheng.

There are still twenty or thirty donkey meat hot buns in his space, and there are more than 100 in Sun Xiaoshan's space, and there are also more than 50 portions of braised pork.

In fact, they didn't eat much today, so there were quite a few leftovers. Zhao An and his friend each took back 10 donkey meat hot pots, Ma Hua took back 15, and there was also a large pot of braised meat.

As for the rest, He Yuzhu could take whatever he liked, and anything he couldn't take away belonged to Sun Xiaoshan.

Ma Hua rode He Yuzhu's bicycle. It would be more accurate to say that he was pushing it rather than riding it, because he was reluctant to ride it as he was afraid of falling.

Because he slowly returned home with 15 kilograms of donkey meat hotpot and a large pot of braised meat. Although their family had eaten some meat during this period, it was not so luxurious.

"Mom, big sister, second sister, little brother, look, what did I bring back?"

Ma Hua's father has been working the night shift recently as a gatekeeper and is not at home at night.

"Brother, what is this? It smells so good."

A child of seven or eight years old ran out of the house and smelled the fragrance before he reached the door.

"Brother, did you bring back some meat? It smells so good."

Two little girls, one older and one younger, also came out of the house. The older one looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger one was about twelve or thirteen years old. They all had skinny faces and were as thin as a stick.

Although his clothes were very worn, they were washed very clean and free of grease, and his eyes radiated a pure light.

"Where's mom? Mom, you haven't slept yet, right?"

Hearing that his question was unreasonable, a voice was heard, a weak voice.

"What's wrong, Dahua."

Ma Hua pushed the bicycle into the house, fearing that it would be pushed away by someone else.

Then he took the pot of braised food from the bicycle and put it on the table.

"It's not a Daihatsu, whose bike is this?"

As he said this, he took out some steamed buns from the cloth bag beside him and handed one to his mother.

"It's my master's bicycle. Today, my master and I went to help someone cook. They gave us some food, and I brought it all back. My master saw that it was dark and the road was far, so he let me ride his bicycle back."

The woman didn't answer it at all. Instead, she looked at her child and stared into Ma Hua's eyes. She saw that Ma Hua did not dodge.

Only then did she believe it and took the donkey meat basil.

"These are what your master asked you to bring back. Did your master bring them back?"

"I brought the master and 30 people to roast."

After hearing this, Ma Hua's mother finally felt relieved. If his son was really ignorant, then he was a lesson.

If that is the case, then it can be understood, but it is also unbelievable that there is a chef who can provide so much food to their family and who can wholeheartedly teach his son cooking.

"Dahua, you must remember this favor. No matter what happens in the future, you must not do anything to let your master down. Do you understand?"

"Master and apprentice, father and son, this sentence is not empty talk. Since your master treats you like a son, you should respect him like your father."

Ma Hua nodded seriously and wrote it all down.

Ma Hua's mother looked at her four children around her and saw that they did not move. They all remembered what she said, so she nodded.

"Okay, you all can eat it, one each, and you can eat the rest tomorrow. Leave two for your dad too."

"One bowl of braised pork per person, don't eat too much."

The three little ones first served a bowl of braised pork to their mother Ma Hua, and then they shared the rest.

"Brother, you should eat something too."

"I came back after eating. You guys can eat. These are for you."

Ma Hua's current monthly salary is 27 yuan, plus his father's monthly salary is 5 yuan, so their family has finally managed to make it.

In addition, his master would occasionally give him some ingredients and food, so their family no longer had to go hungry, and they could even have meat every now and then.

This kind of life was something he had never dared to imagine before, but now it has really happened.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly. If it's not enough, there's more. Don't eat too much at night, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Ma Hua said this based on his personal experience. He had come a long way and had finally digested the food.

If he hadn't walked so far, it must have been hard for him to eat so much.

After the three little guys left, Ma Hua took out a paper bag, which contained pieces of donkey meat.

"Mom, this is what I brought you. Come and try it. This is what my master taught me to make."

As he said this, he picked up a piece of donkey meat and fed it to his mother.

"Let your younger brothers and sisters have a taste too."

"There's these in the fire-baked bread, just keep them for you and my dad."

In the end, the donkey meat in the paper bag was still shared and eaten, but they ate it happily, filling the room with laughter.