Lou Xiao'e had been married to Xu Damao for more than a year.
Although Xu Damao worked hard, Lou Xiao'e's stomach did not react at all.
Father Xu and Mother Xu blamed everything on Lou Xiao'e.
They said that their son, Xu Damao, married a hen that couldn't lay eggs. The words were as unpleasant as they could be.
Lou Xiao'e didn't believe that there was a problem with her. She had told Xu Damao several times to bring her to the hospital for a checkup.
However, Xu Damao said that he had no problem. If there was a problem, it was Lou Xiao'e's problem.
"Kidney damage is very likely to cause infertility."
That line of words was very eye-catching.
"No, wait for Da Mao to come back, no matter what he thinks. I want him to go for a checkup." Lou Xiao'e put the medical report on the table and waited for Xu Damao to come back.
In Yang Zhen's country, the hotpot was already boiling.
After putting in the hotpot base, the entire courtyard could smell the fragrance of the hotpot.
"That Yang Zhenguo is cooking at home again! My poor grandson is still lying in the hospital.”
"Dongxu, open your eyes and take a look. Your son was almost killed by his enemy, Yang Zhenguo. The enemy was still living comfortably at home!”At home, Jia Zhangshi was crying and cursing Yang Zhenguo in front of Jia Dongxu's portrait.
Liu Haizhong's house was very close to Yang Zhenguo's house. When the fragrance of the hot pot came together, Liu Haizhong's scrambled eggs did not smell good.
Xiao Jiu tasted bitter in her mouth.
"Yang Zhenguo is actually eating hot pot at home!”Liu Haizhong was really depressed.
He was the second elder of the courtyard house and also the person in charge of the backyard.
However, Yang Zhenguo didn't care about him at all.
The fragrance of the hotpot wafted to the front yard. Yan Bugui's family of six were all chewing on the yellow and hard cornbread.
"Dad, look at Yang Zhenguo. Every day, there was fish and meat, delicious food and spicy food. Unlike our family who only has vegetable buns all day!”Yan Jiecheng grumbled.
"Jie Cheng, go and beg Zhenguo to bring back two steamed buns from the canteen of the rolling mill tomorrow.”In the evening, Yan Bugui happened to see Silly Zhu returning to the courtyard house. He licked his old face and told Silly Zhu to bring back two steamed buns tomorrow.
Silly Zhu was sent to the workshop. Not only did she not work, but the machine was noisy for the whole day.
It was as if there were hundreds of flies flying in his head, so how could he bother with Yan Bugui?
Yan Bugui was furious.
But there was nothing he could do.
He wanted to go to Yang Zhenguo to beg again at night, but after all, he was the third uncle of the Siheyuan, so he couldn't open his mouth.
Coincidentally, his son Yan Jiecheng mentioned this matter. Yan Bugui had an idea and let Yan Jiecheng go.
"Dad, what's so good about steamed buns? We want to eat fish and meat. Look at the fish you caught. It's not fish soup. It's just fish bathwater.”Yan Jiefang took a spoon and scooped some soup into the bowl. The soup was so clear that the bottom of the soup could be seen.
Yan Bugui pushed up his glasses." You all heard that Yang Zhenguo only spent ten minutes today to catch a net full of big fish, right?"”
The four children nodded.
"I was there at the time. Yang Zhenguo was fishing with the bait made from steamed buns from the Red Star Rolling Mill. As long as you can get the steamed buns from the Red Star Rolling Mill, each of you will get a fish tomorrow night! I'll fill you up!"
Yan Bugui was very confident in his fishing skills. He had carefully studied Yang Zhenguo's fishing process.
Yan Bugui believed that it was not a problem with the fishing technique, but the bait.
Although he had also changed to using steamed buns as bait, there was a difference between steamed buns.
Yang Zhenguo was using buns from the Red Star Rolling Mill!
"Dad, I'll go to Yang Zhenguo after dinner.”
"Brother, I'll go too."
Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang were eager to try.
There were enough fish tubes. How tempting was that?
"Is Zhenguo at home?"
Yang Zhenguo was eating hotpot and watching TV when someone called his name outside.
The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall where it was.
"Yes, the door is unlocked. Just push the door open and come in."
Yang Zhenguo shouted outside.
The person outside agreed and pushed the door open.
Yang Zhenguo looked up. Wasn't this Granny Wang who lived at the entrance of the courtyard house?
Granny Wang was in her sixties, but her legs were still quite strong.
Yang Zhenguo had heard that Granny Wang was a matchmaker before the Liberation Era. He didn't know why she would come to his house.
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