Zhang Bingye returned home.
Just as he was about to reach out and unlock the door.
His gaze fell on the door lock, and his palm stopped in mid-air.
"F * ck."
Zhang Bingye saw the bloody saliva on the door lock.
It was very sticky, and there was even a trace of silk.
Zhang Bingye would be furious if he encountered such a dirty thing the moment he came back.
If he didn't have the ability to see at night, he would have been disgusted.
Zhang Bingye turned to look at the Jia family.
He had a suspect in his heart.
In the courtyard, there were not many people who could do such a disgusting thing. The old woman was definitely one of them.
Although Silly Zhu could do bad things, she would not be so despicable.
As long as he was sure who did it, Zhang Bingye would make him pay.
Zhang Bingye's stomach was growling, and he barely suppressed the anger in his heart.
He unlocked the door with one hand and entered the house.
He turned on the lights and opened the pot lid.
Zhang Bingye scooped a pot of braised pork into a bowl and added a bowl of rice for himself.
The combination of hunger and the strong aroma of the red braised pork made his appetite increase.
Zhang Bingye picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth.
The fragrance exploded in his mouth.
The fat but not greasy red braised pork greatly satisfied his taste buds.
He picked up the big bowl and poured the soup of the braised pork over the rice.
He didn't say anything.
Ganfan.
Jia family.
"Grandma, the wicked man is back."
"Hurry up and get the meat back."
The reporter had been keeping an eye on Zhang Bingye's house.
"I'm not going. It's just braised pork. How can I beg him?”
"Good grandson, don't mess around. I'll get your mother to buy some meat tomorrow and make you braised pork.”
Jia Zhang-shi smiled.
He thought about how Zhang Bingye had spat on his hand when he unlocked the door.
Jia Zhangshi almost laughed out loud.
She wasn't stupid. If she went over to ask Zhang Bingye for meat now, she would definitely be in trouble.
"Mother, Grandma said that she wants you to buy meat tomorrow.”
The meme quickly confirmed this matter.
"Mom, we don't have any money at home. Can you take out two yuan?”
Qin Huairu cursed in her heart and threw the matter back to Jia Zhangshi.
After Jia Dongxu went, the factory lost 300 yuan, all of which was in the hands of Jia Zhangshi.
Qin Huairu took Jia Dongxu's place.
Working as a fitter apprentice at the Red Star Rolling Mill would only earn him 27.5 yuan a month.
Every month, he would give Jia Zhangshi five yuan for her retirement, and the rest of the money would be used to take care of the family.
A family of five had to eat well every day, so Qin Huairu could not save up.
If not for Silly Zhu's help, Qin Huairu would have been unable to hold on any longer.
"I don't have money."
"Qin Huairu, what do you mean? You're even thinking about my retirement money. Are you even human?”
Jia Zhangshi glared.
"I'll think of something tomorrow."
Qin Huairu said.
Jia Zhangshi pressed down on Qin Huiru, feeling smug in her heart.
At Zhang Bingye's house.
He ate three big bowls of rice in one go.
Zhang Bingye patted his belly and was finally satisfied.
There were still three small pieces of braised pork left in the bowl.
Zhang Bingye had specially left it behind.
After dinner, Zhang Bingye carried his bowl to the front yard.
He wanted to find Yan Fugui and ask him who was wandering around his door.
The three pieces of pork belly were for Yan Fugui to keep quiet.
"Third Uncle, open the door."
Zhang Bingye knocked on the door gently.
"Ah, Bingye."
"What do you want?"
Yu Li opened the door and asked with a smile.
Seeing Zhang Bingye holding a bowl in his hand, Yu Li spat.
"Sister Li, I have something to discuss with Third Uncle.”
"This is the braised pork I made just now. Do you want to try a piece?”
Zhang Bingye held the bowl and walked towards Yu Li.
"Then... Then I'm sorry."
Yu Li hesitated for a second.
He couldn't help but crave for it, so he reached out and grabbed a piece of red braised pork from the bowl and put it into his mouth.
It was the taste of happiness.
"Bingye, why are you looking for me?"
"Come over and sit down."
"Xiao Li, go back inside."
Yan Fugui walked out of the room.
Her eyes never left the bowl in Zhang Bingye's hand.
Seeing Yu Li eat a piece of meat, Yan Fugui's heart ached and he sent Yu Li away.
"Third Uncle, it's nothing."
"I went out for a while just now. Did you know who came to my door?”
Zhang Bingye placed the bowl on the table.
"Old sister-in-law Jia went over."
"He even stood at your door and scolded you for a while.”
Yan Fugui said hurriedly.
"Thank you, Third Uncle."
Zhang Bingye pushed the bowl towards Yan Fugui.
He was sure that it was Jia Zhangshi who did this disgusting thing.
Zhang Bingye knew what to do.
To deal with evil people, one must use heavy punches!
"Bingye, look at you. You're too polite.”
"Wait for me."
Yan Fugui was overjoyed.
She quickly took a small bowl and placed two pieces of red braised pork into his bowl with a spoon.
There wasn't even any soup left.
"Third Uncle, have a good rest."
Zhang Bingye returned with the bowl.
"Bingye, if there's anything difficult, just tell me.”
"Don't hide it from me. I'll definitely help if I can.”
Yan Fugui laughed as he sent Zhang Bingye out.
His attitude was very enthusiastic.
After Zhang Bingye left, Yan Fugui closed the door.
Like a civet cat, she ran back to the table.
He licked the soup off the spoon first.
"Dad, Zhang Bingye brought you meat, right?”
Yan Fugui opened the door of the small room with an impatient expression.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Yan Fugui's palm landed on the small bowl and covered it tightly.
"What? I can smell it."
"Lili said she ate a piece and it smelled good.”
Yan Jiecheng panicked.
When Yu Li came home just now, Yan Jiecheng smelled it when she blew.
Yu Li confessed honestly.
Zhang Bingye came to find Yan Fugui and brought three pieces of meat over.
She had just opened the door for Zhang Bingye and received a piece of meat, saying how generous he was.
However, Yan Jiecheng was extremely envious.
She quickly ran out and asked Yan Fugui for meat to eat.
"If you want to eat meat, spend money to buy it yourself. Don't think about me all day.”
"How old are you? Why are you still thinking about your parents 'little things?”
Yan Fugui's face turned serious as he grabbed the bowl and returned to his room.
He was prepared to enjoy himself.
Yan Jiecheng was dejected.
Zhang Bingye returned home and washed the dishes.
He began to kill the fish.
His heart was as cold as a knife in his hand.
It was too wasteful to make soup with two big grass carps that weighed ten catties.
Zhang Bingye prepared to slice and marinate the fish. After drying it in the sun, he would make fried fish cubes to eat.
After finishing the matter at hand, he would show Jia Zhang-shi a little more power.
He also promised not to let anyone catch him.
He removed the scales, dug out the gills, and cleaned the internal organs of the ten-jin grass carp.
He chopped the fish meat into a few large pieces and cut them into slices.
The sound of chopping fish could be heard by all the residents in the middle court.
"What is this wicked thing doing at home again?”
"It can't be cutting meat, right?"
Jia Zhangshi muttered and ran to Zhang Bingye's house.
A pair of triangular eyes peeked through the crack in the window at Zhang Bingye's house.
After Zhang Bingye took the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Pill, his eyes and ears became clearer.
He keenly noticed that there was a black head outside the window.
That big face, one look and one could tell that she was an old hag.
Zhang Bingye reached out and turned off the lights in the house.
"Dog, there are so many fish.”
"At least five to six catties."
"Be careful not to get stuck by a fishbone one day."
Jia Zhangshi cursed.
Previously, she had spat on the door of Zhang Bingye's house.
Feeling guilty, she did not dare to argue with Zhang Bingye and left while mumbling.
Zhang Bingye could see at night, so turning off the lights did not affect him much.
Holding the knife, he reduced the size of the big fish and put it into the basin.
He poured in the salt and stirred it with both hands.
It took Zhang Bingye nearly two hours to finish the fish.
After the fish meat was salted, Zhang Bingye spread the fish meat flat and placed it in a big bamboo sieve.
There were hemp ropes on both sides of the bamboo sieve, and they were tied into a knot.
It was propped up with a pole and hung under the eaves.
The sun would be out tomorrow, and the fish meat would be dried in the sun for a day.
At that time, whether it was steamed fish or fried fish, the taste would be superb.
Zhang Bingye washed his hands and looked up at the sky.
The moon was bright and the stars were few.
There was only the chirping of summer insects.
It was almost time.
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