After Yang Weimin returned to his room, he closed the door as he did yesterday. He opened half of the window so that the smell could be dispersed, but no one could see it unless they stuck their heads in.
The weather was relatively hot now, so Yang Weimin only cooked just enough for a meal to prevent it from going bad overnight.
There were no new dishes today, only braised pork. After steaming the rice, Yang Weimin took out two cans of braised pork and stir-fried them in a wok.
Yang Weimin preferred to eat steaming red braised pork. The cold canned food always felt less delicious.
Canned fruit was an exception. It tasted better when it was cold.
However, Yang Weimin always drank canned fruit. He didn't use a spoon, and he wouldn't take a bite and say," It's so cold."
There were no canned fruits for dinner, only fragrant red braised pork. The fragrance of the meat wafted out again.
However, it was different from before. This time, the residents in the courtyard thought that Yi Zhonghai was eating braised pork.
"It smells so good. Is this an old man cooking meat?”
"Of course. A middle-aged woman ran back just now.”
"Red braised pork needs to be stewed slowly for a long time. The more it stews, the more fragrant it becomes!”
"I'm envious. It's a pity that we can't eat it.”
"First Uncle seems to be from Yang Weimin's factory too, right?”
"That's right, he's even a Level 7 fitter! Our department has the highest level of technology.”
"He's a big shot. I've never seen him treat anyone. He always eats meat at home. He couldn't blame Yang Weimin today. It was already generous of him to treat his colleagues to a meal.”
"That's right. I've never seen Yi Zhonghai help anyone. There's nothing different.”
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Yi Zhonghai's reputation and prestige had unknowingly dropped by another level. However, Yi Zhonghai had unknowingly taken the blame for Yang Weimin.
At this moment, the atmosphere in Qin Huairu's house was so heavy that it was like the storm before it arrived. The pressure was so low that it made one feel anxious.
Qin Huairu had been trying to diminish her presence. When Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu were beaten up, she was still cooking in the public kitchen.
After hearing the noise, she didn't rush over immediately. She was mainly worried that she would burn the dishes and be scolded by Jia Dongxu and his son.
By the time she finished cooking a cabbage, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi were already cursing Yang Weimin. They also knew that there was going to be a full-court meeting.
However, Jia Dongxu had suffered a loss at Yang Weimin's hands. He did not want Qin Huairu to see him, so he asked Qin Huairu to bring some sticks and snacks into the room after she was done cooking.
During the general assembly, Qin Huairu was restless and worried that something would happen again. Even if it wasn't her fault, she would still be scolded.
Meanwhile, the stick continued to complain that he was hungry. Qin Huiru originally wanted to let the stick and the others return before eating.
However, since the stick was not eaten, it started to make a fuss. Qin Huiru could only let the stick eat first.
Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi returned to their rooms with gloomy expressions. When Qin Huiru saw the ugly expressions on their faces, she knew that they had definitely not gotten the upper hand. She could not help but feel even more uneasy.
"This Yang Weimin is an orphan. Am I wrong? How dare you hit me and threaten me!"
"I'll teach him a lesson sooner or later! I was careless just now and thought he wouldn't dodge.”
"Yi Zhonghai is also muddle-headed. He actually helped Yang Weimin and even said that he would let it go!”
Jia Dongxu complained as he sat down. Looking at the leftovers on the table that looked like they had been eaten by someone, he was instantly furious.
"What the hell! Didn't I ask you to wait for us to eat together? How can we eat all these leftovers!"
"The stick said he was hungry, so he ate first. Little Dang and I haven't eaten yet."
Jia Dongxu was stunned for a moment and scolded again," Then can't you clean up?”
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Qin Huairu hurriedly stood up and wiped the table with a rag.
Jia Zhangshi said impatiently," Alright, let's eat first. Only when we're full will we have the strength to deal with Yang Weimin!"”
Jia Dongxu nodded and took a sip of porridge. He picked up a piece of pickled vegetable and spat it out." It's so salty. How can I eat it?"”
Qin Huairu felt bitter in her heart. If the pickles weren't salty, would they still be pickles? It was meant to go with rice.
However, Qin Huairu did not dare to say it out loud and could only endure it silently.
Jia Dongxu picked up another piece of cabbage with his chopsticks." Is there no salt in this cabbage?" There's no taste at all!"
Jia Dongxu, who was unhappy earlier, vented his anger on Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu's eyes were red, but she did not dare to retort, afraid that she would attract more curses.
Suddenly, the few of them smelled the fragrance of meat again. The stick that was originally craving meat shouted again.
"Grandma, I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!"
Jia Zhangshi looked at Jia Dongxu." Is this Yang Weimin or Yi Zhonghai's family making braised pork?”
" Yi Zhonghai," Jia Dongxu said uncertainly." Besides, Yang Weimin just ate meat yesterday. He can't really eat meat for every meal, right?”
"That's true. Qin Huairu, go borrow some meat from Yi Zhonghai.”
"Ah?" Qin Huairu stared at Jia Zhangshi in a daze. She had just gone to Yang Weimin yesterday to borrow his money, but she couldn't even enter the house.
"Ah what?" Jia Zhangshi said impatiently," Can't you see that my good grandson wants to eat meat? Hurry up and go!"
Qin Huairu had no choice but to stand up." I'll give it a try then."”
"I'm not trying. I have to. I didn't manage to borrow it yesterday, so I have to borrow it today.”
Jia Dongxu interrupted at the right time." Yi Zhonghai is different from Yang Weimin. He wants to save face. If you borrow money from him, he will lend it to you.”
Qin Huairu sighed in her heart. She knew that he was using her pregnancy to gain sympathy. It was just that the two of them did not say it directly.
After Qin Huiru left, the stick stopped crying and casually threw the half-eaten steamed bun on the table.
Little Dang ate the cornbread and sipped the porridge. He was a little envious of the leftover half of the white steamed bun.
But Little Dang didn't dare to say anything. He had learned too many lessons before, and Little Dang knew that it didn't belong to him.
Although Little Dang was still very young, he had already learned to read people's expressions. He also knew that he could not get whatever he wanted. He was different from his brother.
Little Dang still didn't understand some things, such as why Grandma called her a money-losing thing and what she meant by that.
Little Dang could understand his tone and expression. Usually, when he looked at her sideways, she knew that it was not a good thing.
When Qin Huairu was talking to her nicely, she would squat down and look her in the eye.
In fact, what Little Dang wanted most was to be loved by her father. Sometimes, when she saw other fathers carrying their daughters, Little Dang was very envious.
However, every time Little Dang asked for a hug, Jia Dongxu was not happy and would impatiently let her go to the side to play by herself.
Over time, Little Dang learned that Jia Dongxu didn't like to hug her. Little Dang tried to be obedient, hoping that Jia Dongxu could give her some love from his brother.
This was Little Dang's hidden wish.
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