Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 5
The 26th of the twelfth lunar month.

Rolling mills are pay and holiday days.

The workshop only works half a day.

Wei Pingan received 33 yuan and did not eat in the cafeteria, so he bid farewell to Director Xu and went back to the courtyard.

As the saying goes, 25 fried tofu, 26 stewed white meat.

What is white meat?
All the meat of animals without feet, or with two feet, is white meat.

Yesterday, Wei Pingan exchanged brine for some tofu, which was deep-fried. Because he miscalculated his meal, there was a lot left.

Today I plan to go home and make a "cabbage vermicelli tofu stew".

Then make a "white meat hard vegetable" according to the custom, then get a boiled fish.

Two hard dishes, paired with white flour steamed buns, Wei Pingan felt that such a standard of food would not be regarded as wronging him.

And why bother to look at He Yuzhu's face in the cafeteria, and eat dishes with no visible meat but only sporadic meat flavor.

The ingredients cooked during this period were exchanged for points in the system mall.

After a few days of adaptation, Wei Ping'an no longer rejects the identity of the only designated VIP customer of the counterfeit supermarket.

It's better than starving or steamed buns with no oil or water.

When I went out in the morning, I brought food and coal to buy together.

Wei Pingan needs to take the food back by himself. Whether to eat it or not is one thing, but whether to buy it or not is another.

In order not to attract attention, a certain amount of coarse grains must be stored in the rice tank at home.

The briquette is simple, because it is still in the promotion period, and it is free shipping.

It's just that Wei Pingan's quantity is limited, and he can use it more freely, almost 12 hours without interruption.

Now that the rolling mill is on holiday, Wei Ping'an does not use 12 hours a day, but 24 hours, and his consumption will double.

Fortunately, the design process of the honeycomb coal stove is very powerful, and the daily consumption is only 5-6 yuan, which is enough to last the New Year.

In the alley, children play together, those who go to school have a winter vacation, and those who don't go to school also take the lead. In the severe winter, it looks full of New Year's flavor.

Entering the courtyard, the third mother is busy cooking, and it is obvious that the prepared ingredients are enough.

Thinking of the sixth aunt's visit yesterday, it seemed to be a blind date banquet for Yan Jiecheng.

Pass through the hallway and come to the middle courtyard.

Jia Zhang reprimanded Qin Huairu for his eyes, not his nose, not his nose.

For these two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Wei Pingan pretended not to exist.

But I still couldn't close my ears to hear Jia Zhang's fallacies and heresies touting his son and belittling his daughter-in-law.

"...I'm not happy just doing some laundry and cooking. Without our family Dongxu, you still have to earn work points in the village, so you can eat food supplies..."

"The little bastard gets angry when he sees it. He has money to buy fish, but he doesn't know how to respect the elderly in the courtyard..."

Presumably, seeing Wei Ping'an carrying a fish into the door, he couldn't control his stinky mouth anymore.

Wei Ping'an's footsteps were not chaotic, and he turned straight into his small courtyard.

If a dog bites you, will you bite back?

Wei Pingan's answer is no, but kicking it to death can still be considered.

But the dog barks at you, but you really don't need to pay attention to it.

There is a saying that pushes an inch, and there is a saying that pushes the nose to the face.

Soon after returning home, the tricycle delivering briquettes arrived at the door.

The waiters of the supply and marketing cooperative have a very bad attitude towards receiving customers. After all, they are all in a gay relationship, and everyone is on an equal footing without distinction.

But the delivery man has a very good attitude.

Not only deliver the goods to the door, but also help with the handling.

Wei Pingan bought all the quota of briquettes, and the two carried it back and forth a dozen times before unloading.

The briquettes are all piled up in the Chaoshou veranda on the west side of the small courtyard. The passage between there and He Yuzhu's house has long been separated by a wall, and the briquettes are placed there to prevent rain and snow.

After returning to the kitchen to cook, the aroma of the food wafted through the courtyard in a short while.

"Little brat eats delicious food every day, why don't you choke him to death!"

Jia Zhang vented with the most vicious curse in her consciousness.

She is purely envious of other people living better than her.

The deaf old lady in the backyard was chewing the tasteless steamed buns of Erhe noodles, and eating the stewed cabbage with sporadic oil flakes, but she was thinking in her heart: let Shazhu take her to change the ticket tomorrow, and she also wants to eat white noodles, Eat braised pork.

In Liu Haizhong's house, the second aunt's face was gloomy, and her two unsatisfied sons would be aggressive when they smelled other people's food. They really dared to act recklessly when their father was not at home.

Lying on the bed in the room was Liu Guangtian who was wiping his tears while holding his buttocks, and next to him was Liu Guangqi who was drinking water from a jar and watching the excitement without seeming serious.

"Mom, when can I eat? I want to eat meat."

Yan Jiekuang watched the plates of meat and vegetables come out of the pot, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but growl.

He didn't know that today's meal was not for him to serve.

The protagonists are the matchmaker Liu Gu and the blind date girl named Yu Li.

The third master, Yan Bugui, had been on winter vacation for a long time, and went fishing early in the morning, wanting to add more dishes without spending money.

Perseveringly, the weather is cold and the sky is freezing, and there is no result for thinking about it.

I was also reluctant to go to the Chaoyang Vegetable Market to spend money on it, so in the end there was one dish missing for the table.

Five dishes, two meat dishes and three vegetarian dishes.

Yan Bugui is a man of culture who knows how to calculate, and used "five blessings to come to the door" to confuse the past.

Each courtyard house has its own characteristics, but it has nothing to do with Wei Pingan who lives in a corner.

After the meal, Wei Pingan sat at the desk in front of the window sill in the bedroom, writing a pen and writing, while the inspiration was still there, he wrote an article full of New Year's flavor.

The main purpose is to reminisce the difficult days before the founding of the People's Republic of China through the happy and happy New Year, and then sing praises to the heroes and express the good expectations for the country.

Without the victories won by the blood and sweat of the predecessors, there would be no happy and comfortable life now.

The digger does not forget to dig the well.

The routines are full, which is also to pave the way for next year's planning, and to make excuses in advance for the better life of oneself.

After all, the talents in the literary and art circles of this era are the group with high income.

Well, Yan Bugui and the like don't count.

When the post office is on duty, I will look up the address and send it out. I think I can subsidize some manuscript fees.

In the evening, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Sha Zhu all came back one after another.

The courtyard exudes a cheerful and relaxed atmosphere.

From today onwards, everyone is on vacation and preparing for the New Year.

Shortly after the meal, Director Wang of the Sub-district Office came.

The three uncles in the courtyard arranged for someone to call out all the big guys, and they probably wanted to take the opportunity to hold a general meeting of the whole courtyard.

"...So next year, tenants of public rental housing can apply for a buyout..."

Wei Pingan, who was standing at the entrance of the hall and leaning on the doorpost, listened to Director Wang's policy and the spiritual interpretation of his superiors. He knew clearly that his public house had a chance to be bought out and turned into a private house.

For many people, there is a flat to live in for free, so why pay more for an unnecessary certificate.

Workers are the masters of the country. As long as they don't move out of their houses, no one can take them away.

The vast majority of people have this kind of thinking pattern, and Director Wang knows it well.

But if the superiors want to promote it, the street office must respond. It is one thing to fail to do it, and another thing to do it or not.

She also didn't expect that in the distance outside the courtyard, the taciturn young man named Wei Ping'an was the only resident who was moved.

"Director Wang, how much does it cost to buy out a house and turn it into a private house? How do you calculate it?"

Wei Pingan chased out of the courtyard and asked Director Wang alone at the corner of the alley.

"The specifics haven't been determined yet. I estimate that a three-entry courtyard house like yours will cost more than 100 in your position."

"Oh, I see, thank you Director Wang. If the policy comes down, I will be the first to respond to the call, and I will definitely cooperate with the work of our street office."

"it is good!"

Director Wang was in a good mood: "I remember you, Wei Ping'an, right? When the policy comes out, I'll ask the street office to notify you."

Wei Ping'an has never met the director of the street office, so this promise should be regarded as a meeting gift for her.

At least for a moment, Director Wang felt the support of the masses and received even a little encouragement.

27 Slaughter a rooster, 28 make noodles, 29 steam steamed buns, stay overnight at [-].

The children in the first courtyard of junior high school even missed Wei Ping'an's family when they paid New Year's greetings.

It seems that Wei Pingan is not only a little transparent in the eyes of adults, but also an unimportant role in the eyes of children.

Although there is no need to spend money, why do I feel a little uncomfortable.

I feel like I am at the bottom of the chain of contempt in this yard, not even a 3-year-old doll.

In the first New Year since time travel, Wei Pingan ate white-noodle dumplings with leeks and pork, flipped through the thread-bound edition of Journey to the West that he picked up from a waste collection station, and had a peaceful and warm New Year.

After the new year, Wei Ping'an is 20 years old.

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