People rely on the aid money to live in the courtyard

Chapter 10 Level [-] Fitter Hand Rubbing Schrödinger

In the morning.

The spacious room is very bright, and there are not many furniture inside, such as wooden frame bed, Eight Immortals table, large wardrobe, stove, and cabinets.

However, the placement here is a bit different. The Eight Immortals Table at the beginning of the entrance is not placed in the center of the room, but placed on the northernmost side against the wall. There is also a spring platform on the Eight Immortals Table, and a Taijun Chair is placed on each side.

The color of the furniture here is also darker. The surface does not have the oily sheen that is often used. On the contrary, the wood is more dull, but it is also very clean. There is not much dust on it, and it seems that someone often cleans it.

"Come on, move to the left."

Seven points of hoarseness with two points of trembling, and a bit of female shrillness in her voice, this is the voice of an old woman.

"Mom, it's here, right?"

The voice of the middle-aged man was very soft, full of flattery.

On the wooden frame bed on the east side of the room, a white-haired old woman sat lazily on the edge of the bed.

Her figure is very thin, not more than 1.6 meters tall, and her dry palms like bark hang naturally on the three-inch golden lotus.

"Ok!"

The old lady responded, and didn't say whether she was comfortable or not. She had to rely on the other party to control the strength.

And beside her bed, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and crew cut was sitting obliquely on the side of the bed, gently kneading the old lady's shoulders with both hands, and his face was very obsequious.

He is the Yi Zhonghai who walked out of the door with arrogance just now. At this time, he is full of smiles, his big eyes are narrowed into crescent moons, his thick eyebrows are still trembling, and there are many wrinkles on his face, as if An old chrysanthemum.

"Mom, what do you think of what I told you just now?" Yi Zhonghai asked softly, where is the deep look he had in the room before?
Being a grandson is not ambiguous at all. Of course, he is a grandson in the first place, but with his current expression, I believe few people have seen it. This is the master master in the factory.

"What? What are you talking about? I can't hear you!" The old lady shouted in a long voice, with a trill in her words and a smile on her lips.

She is the ancestor in this yard, the deaf old lady in TV dramas, the family members of martyrs, Schrödinger's 'deaf'.

Yi Zhonghai's expression did not change, he still had the same old chrysanthemum appearance.

Of course, as an eighth-level fitter, the strength in his hands must be perfect. Lu Mao is a good hand, and he specializes in the Schrödinger family.

"Mom, let me say, my eldest nephew is here, do you want him to come and take care of you?"

The deaf old lady squinted her eyes comfortably and said nothing, Yi Zhonghai concentrated on massaging and waited patiently.

After a while, she seemed to have realized it and suddenly said, "Oh? You said my grandson is here? Then why don't you bring him here for me?"

The smile on Yi Zhonghai's face became even wider. If the old lady said this, it should be a promise.

"Mom, he just came from the village. He was a fool before. Now let his aunt take him to clean up in the street. Let's have dinner together later in the evening. Don't be scared when the time comes."

"Scared me?" The deaf old lady curled her lips in displeasure, but because of Yi Zhonghai's good skills, the massage was comfortable. After a pause, she said disdainfully, "The little devil didn't scare me when he entered the village. I, a fool from the village, can still scare me?"

After finishing speaking, the deaf old lady felt puzzled and turned her head unhappily, as if she was saying come and coax me, if you don't coax me, I won't go there tonight.

With a smile on the corner of Yi Zhonghai's mouth, he said, "You have listened carefully."

"Hmph." The deaf old lady snorted heavily, and she heard this sentence too.

Yi Zhonghai stopped what he was doing, and the deaf old lady rolled her eyes and asked anxiously, "Why did you stop?"

Yi Zhonghai got off the bed and stood beside him, and said with a smile, "You don't know how tall your grandson is."

The deaf old lady said with interest, "I've seen it no matter how tall it is."

The corner of Yi Zhonghai's mouth twitched, he stretched out his hand from the top of his head, and raised it another ten centimeters, and then said, "He must be this tall, have you seen it?"

The deaf old lady's eyelids twitched a little, and then she looked at Yi Zhonghai, thinking about how tall she was, and said, "I've seen it, I've seen everything. What's the name of that child?"

Yi Zhonghai laughed in his heart, had he seen this expression before?
Seeing when I was young is different from seeing now when I am shrunken and bent over.

Returning to his workstation on the bed, and skillfully putting his hands on his shoulders again, Yi Zhonghai said with a smile, "Mom, his name is Yi Chuanzong, and his nickname is Qiangzi. You can call whomever you see."

"Yeah." The old lady responded comfortably. It doesn't matter what you shout. At this age, who hasn't seen it?

Put your eyes on it, and you will know who it is, and then you will call it when you meet the person.

Over there, Yi Zhonghai continued to work hard, "Speaking of which, your grandson is very suitable for you."

The deaf old lady has a little interest in Yi Chuanzong now, not for anything else, she wants to see it just because of that tall man.

"Tell me, I'm listening."

Yi Zhonghai smiled slightly, and said, "He has a very loud voice. If you see him, you have to be prepared, or you will be frightened when you speak!"

The deaf old lady rolled her eyes and said, "What? What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"

You should never shout at a person who is pretending to be deaf, and a person who is pretending to be deaf doesn't want people to know that she is faking it.

Yi Zhonghai knew that the old lady had heard it in his heart, but he still told him again, "I tell you, you must be prepared when you see him. When he speaks loudly, my forehead hurts. Don't shock you. Come."

The deaf old lady blinked and said, "You said he can cook?"

Yi Zhonghai said with a smile, "He can do it, he can't do it, my wife can do it too, what do you want to eat?"

The deaf old lady became more interested and asked repeatedly, "Is there any meat?"

Yi Zhonghai assured, "Yes! You can eat whatever you want."

The deaf old lady smiled like a child, puffed her cheeks, and muttered, "I just like meat."

Yi Zhonghai just smiled slightly, heaved a sigh of relief, and it's almost done when we meet again.

He came here this time for the matter of Yi Chuanzong's house. The deaf old lady's house is the same size as Shazhu's house, and it is also the main house in the backyard. Of course, there is a side room of tens of square meters next to it.

Shazhu's younger sister, He Yushui, lives in the side room. Although the area is not very large, there is no problem for the young couple to live there.

The houses in Sijiu City are tight, and the current construction industry is not as developed as the later generations. As the younger generation grows up, housing becomes a problem.

People in the village usually dare not stay overnight in the city, because the hotels and guest houses here are very expensive, costing more than one yuan or two a day, and usually only those clerks who are on business trips live.

Even renting a house is very expensive, starting at least [-] yuan a month.

There is a shortage of supplies these days, and there is not much to spare in the monthly salary. Three yuan and five can buy five catties of meat, and if you buy stick noodles, you can buy fifty catties.

Even if Yi Zhonghai was rich, he wouldn't let Yi Chuanzong rent a house, otherwise he wouldn't be able to marry a wife if he didn't have a house.

Fortunately, the filial piety in the past has been rewarded at this time, and the deaf old lady did not refuse his request.

He still has confidence in Yi Chuanzong. For such a strong guy, it is because of his hair that he looks rough.

In fact, the two of them seem to get along quite a bit, and they both seem to have good faces, but he is more upright, and Yi Chuanzong looks sharper and braver, but sometimes his expression is a bit dull, and he looks quite naive, but he is also an honest person.

(End of this chapter)