Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 14
"Today is my happy day, Xu Damao. There is one less bachelor in our courtyard."

Holding the wine glass, Xu Damao said loudly.

Before returning to the courtyard, I ate a table in the small villa of Lou's family. They were all big shots, or status, or wealth.

And rolling mill leaders and directors.

Xu Damao was a little flustered when he started with two or three drinks.

The Lou family chose Xu Damao because of their status. Their own status is not good. Finding a family who was a servant before the founding of the People's Republic of China can be regarded as neutralizing the poor.

Even for such a big event as her daughter's marriage, she just set up a table at home in a low-key manner.

It should not be publicized in a big environment.

But Xu Damao is a villain, but he can't keep a low profile.

"Moth, you go and call Wei Ping'an, that boy, you have to serve the table after you leave the money. Our old Xu's family is not short of these chopsticks."

Although Xu Damao is really a villain, he really pays attention to his cards in his work.

Can get it.

Earlier, I hurriedly talked about the bachelor in the courtyard, counting on my fingers, and there is only one enemy, Shazhu.

Then there is Wei Pingan, who is just old enough.

Today, Xu Damao is marrying a beautiful woman, and his father-in-law's family still has money and background, so without his envy from Wei Ping'an, it would be a waste.

Lou Xiao'e arrived here for the first time, so she walked over here with the attitude of husband and wife.

That is to say, the table is placed in the middle courtyard, and everyone is watching. Otherwise, if a little daughter-in-law knocks on the door of a single guy alone, she won't be poked in the back.

Xu Damao is also a novice, wanting to find the feeling of finding a husband.

It can't be said that you may regret it when you sober up.

How can anyone send their own daughter-in-law to someone else's house.

"Well, Wei Pingan has eaten at home and is reading a book."

After a while, Lou Xiaoe came back in a hurry, but Wei Pingan did not follow.

"Since he doesn't want to come, let's eat ours and leave him alone."

Uncle Yi Zhonghai spoke.

"Hey, no matter what, it's a happy event in our compound. Even I'm sitting here, and he even set up a score..."

Silly Zhu followed behind the uncle and complained.

There was an abrupt silence on the table, and then they laughed and ate and drank as if they were unknown.

Lou Xiaoe, who was sitting quietly next to Xu Damao, was not at peace.

As soon as she walked over the window sill, she saw the large desk and bookshelf through the glass window.

She then knocked on the door, a little curious at the time.

As a lady, who is not a lover of literature.

Open the door and take a quick look...

How to say, quite amazing.

Lou Xiao'e is the daughter of Director Lou's family whose monthly income exceeds [-].

No lack of vision and insight.

But he was still "eye-opened" by the atmosphere and layout of Wei Ping'an's home.

After being declined to eat in the courtyard outside, when she turned around, Lou Xiao'e saw a red wine bottle, a goblet, vaguely, Western food tools and...a whole steak!

That's steak!

Definitely right.

In Lou Xiao'e's memory, this is also a particularly precious ingredient.

Such is the environment of this age.

Even if the Lou family is as rich, they can't eat whatever they want.

An ordinary worker in a rolling mill, reading a book at home, tasting steak with red wine...

Can you believe it?

Lou Xiao'e saw Wei Pingan on a blind date last week. It started with his appearance, and now he is curious about his mystery and amazed by his life.

On the way back, Lou Xiaoe had mixed emotions in her heart. The moment before she sat back on the stool, she suddenly understood.

Born at the wrong time, the opportunity is missed.

The men around him are vulgar and frivolous, they joke with vulgar dirty jokes, they float up when encountering troubles, and now they are drunk, not stable at all.

but……

Marriage is not a matter of one person, there is a family behind it to protect.

It's still the kind of home with bad ingredients.

Lou Xiaoe turned her head and subconsciously looked at the small courtyard.

Among a group of working people, apart from the noisy wedding banquet, there was a knowledgeable young man living alone, sitting and watching the situation in a quiet courtyard amidst the noise.

Lou Xiaoe's mood suddenly faded.

The wedding banquet continued, and Xu Damao married Lou Xiao'e. Neither of the two families were on errands.

Even if Xu Damao was almost in trouble in the past, now that he has the dowry of Lou's family, he is not in trouble anymore.

Therefore, the noodles are very generous, with chicken, fish, and meat. Compared with the Sanbai of the previous three masters, they are all bottled wine.

Although there is only one bottle of Erwotou per table, this is also very remarkable.

The wedding feast was not long, because the eaters devoured it.

There are also women and children watching outside. They don't attend the banquet, but they are all waiting for the autumn wind.

When Xu Damao and his wife returned to the backyard, the middle courtyard was also cleaned and they went back to their homes.

The dull and restless night passed away.

……

If you want to blend into an era, don't be a maverick.

Wearing workers' clothes and doing normal things for ordinary people, even if it's big fish and meat, you have to find an excuse in advance, and then enjoy it quietly at home.

However, this Wei Ping'an couldn't stand the cold winter and hot summer.

Therefore, after the severe winter passed and the capital was warming up, Wei Pingan secretly dismantled a 2-hp heating and cooling air conditioner exchanged for points, and drew a structural diagram.

It is only because the requirements for each component are relatively strict, and it takes more time to build.

For example, copper pipes not only need to bend radians, but also resist compression. The precision of the convex rotor of the compressor...

Therefore, making a manual air conditioner is still within the ability of an eighth-level fitter.

After all, the level of fitter who rubs nuclear bomb parts by hand is level eight.

The intensity of the work is not the problem, the problem is the acquisition of materials and time-consuming.

It took Wei Pingan a month and a half of scattered time to finally complete the production.

It is sprayed with army green paint, which is in line with the characteristics of this era and will not look obtrusive.

The external unit is covered with wooden baffles, and noise reduction and mute processing are also specially done.

Every detail is a proper black technology of the current era.

Tomorrow is a day off, Wei Pingan plans to install it first if he has time in the afternoon.

Ding Ding Ding!
A series of crisp bells sounded.

The day at the rolling mill is officially over.

In the rushing off-duty team, Wei Ping'an walked in a hurry.

He is going to Chaoyang Market today to buy a la carte and a chicken.

The main purpose is to leave proof of bills for buying chickens.

Yesterday, He Yuzhu didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he broke into Wei Pingan's house and caught him eating chicken stewed mushrooms.

Entering the house without knocking, the relationship is not that familiar.

It's worthy of being called a silly pillar.

Qin Huairu's childbirth is their Jia family's business, I eat stewed chicken at home, who is in the way.

Silly PUA's skills are beginners and practiced at the beginning, and it is obvious that they are not good enough, so Wei Ping'an runs away with a few words.

Why do you have to give Qin Huairu a copy of the stewed chicken yourself?
The husband and wife are harmonious and the family is happy. You, He Yuzhu, don't need to worry about it.

Wei Pingan, who is used to watertightness, is not at ease, so he will make up a bill today.

The time difference is a day and a half, and it will become confusing after a long time.

Not too bad and doubtful vacancy are two completely different results.

"Hey, Ping An bought a chicken today. Is this to improve food?"

The third master was squatting at the door tending to his several pots of flowers and plants. When he saw Wei Ping'an enter the courtyard, he took the initiative to say hello.

During this period of time, I can always meet each other when fishing, and occasionally come back together with a partner, and the relationship seems to be a lot closer.

"Yes, did the third master eat?"

Speaking of this topic, Yan Bugui's small eyes immediately flashed.

"Not yet, it's a day off tomorrow, why don't we come in and have a drink. Your three mothers are pretty good at stewing chicken..."

"I have to get up early tomorrow, so I won't bother the third mother. Let's wait for the next time."

Reply to the next time, it is almost equal to endless.

Yan Bugui had a good plan.

Buy an extra chicken for two yuan. If the third mother stews your house, how many pieces of meat can I eat?
Just for that loose baijiu mixed with water?
Not so much.

In the entire yard, except for the third master who is careful and careful, Wei Ping'an has no neighbors to socialize with.

When I returned to my home in the middle courtyard, I took the chicken into the system space as soon as I entered the door.

When I left in the morning, there were white flour steamed buns that had cooled down in the pot, and they were still soft.

On the balcony of the kitchen, the young shallots in two small wooden basins are standing upright against the setting sun, and they have reached the age for picking and eating.

As the weather gradually heated up, Wei Pingan's appetite also decreased.

He is not short of oil and water, so he will not feel hungry if he eats less.

Two steamed buns with white noodles, served with shallots dipped in bean paste.

Although the quality of the soy sauce redeemed by points is not guaranteed, it tastes delicious.

After the meal, Wei Pingan took out two thick letters, opened them, and sorted the food stamps, meat tickets, banknotes, letters from book friends, and letters from magazine editors into the drawer.

During this period of time, Wei Ping'an's literary standards have been rising, and the frequency of rejections is almost zero.

There are also some regular "book friends fans", who will occasionally get "money tickets" presented by some book friends.

Coupled with the high manuscript fee even after two discounts, Wei Ping'an's confidence has been enriched a lot.

As long as the money and bills are not stolen or robbed, and they are not discovered, they can enjoy them quietly.

Being discovered is nothing more than being envied and envied by others, and it will not be reported as a matter of principle.

The next day, the clouds were high and the sky was fine.

Wei Pingan went fishing with his equipment on his back.

"I thought you wouldn't be here today..."

(End of this chapter)