Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Chapter 164: Jia Family Invasion

Compared with the luxurious New Year's Eve dinner of He Daqing's family, Jia Dongxu's family's was much simpler.

There is a plate of dumplings on the table, and you can count the number of dumplings at a glance.

A plate of steamed buns, the color of which is yellowish, and you can tell from the appearance that a lot of three-grain flour has been added to the white flour.

A plate of shredded pork with sauerkraut, a shallow plate of braised pork, and a plate of shredded cabbage and pork.

A shallow plate of peanuts in shells, a shallow plate of melon seeds in shells, and a shallow plate of persimmon cakes.

There was even a shallow plate of white sugar to make the total, making nine dishes.

This New Year’s Eve dinner is probably the ceiling for ordinary people in this city.

After a busy year, we always save the best for the night of New Year’s Eve, looking forward to having enough food and clothing in the coming year.

Jia Zhang's face was flushed and she sat back in the main seat.

There were only twelve dumplings in a plate, and Jia Zhang directly put half of them into Jia Dongxu's bowl.

"Dongxu, you are the head of the family, eat more."

After saying that, he scooped three into his own bowl, leaving three for Hou Xiaomei.

"Dongxu, have you received Uncle Youcai's dumplings?"

Jia Dongxu picked up a dumpling and swallowed it in two bites.

"After I sent it over, Uncle Youcai was so happy that his old face was beaming with smiles.

Mom, can you ask Uncle Youcai to do me a favor later?

Isn’t he He Daqing’s comrade-in-arms?

Ask him to find He Daqing and help me change a workshop.

In this workshop, that bastard Yi Zhonghai has been making things difficult for me with all kinds of excuses. "

Jia Zhang opened her bloody mouth and swallowed the three dumplings in one gulp.

"Okay, I'll tell your uncle Youcai about it in a couple of days.

Does He Daqing really have such great ability? Can he help you transfer jobs?"

"Mom, you weren't at the steel mill, so you don't know how capable He Daqing is.

Let me tell you this, even Director Yang in our factory has to do things according to his mood.

If he gets angry, he might even handcuff Director Yang and hang him on the wall.

Last time, he detained Director Yang for half a day, but nothing happened.

You know what Shazhu is, right? A stinky cook.

The workshop director has to put on a smile when he sees him."

Jia Zhang suddenly felt a little regretful.

If I had known He Daqing was so awesome, why would I look for Huang Youcai?

Why not just go find He Dalu? I am pretty, Zhang Meili. Wouldn't he like being his mistress?

Alas, missed it, missed it.

Fortunately, Huang Youcai is a good guy and works in a meat processing factory, so I, Zhang Meili, will never lack meat to eat in the future.

Hou Xiaomei saw Jia Zhang's domineering behavior and wanted to get angry several times, but she didn't dare.

Now that Jia Zhang has a man and a backer, she is not someone that Hou Xiaomei can beat or scold at will.

As long as Jia Zhang howled a few times, Huang Youcai wouldn't have to deal with her.

For Huang Youcai's sake, He Daqing had to beat himself up.

Jia Dongxu ate six dumplings in a row before he began to savor the taste of the dumplings.

"Mom, these dumplings seem to taste a little off today.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t eaten dumplings for a long time, haha.”

Jia Zhang swallowed three of them at once with her bloody mouth, without tasting anything at all.

“I thought it tasted delicious, but why did it taste wrong?

Eat meat, eat meat, let’s eat braised pork.

"Hou Xiaomei, don't just focus on eating your dumplings, feed some to Banggeng."

Although Jia Zhang didn't like Banggeng's sharp-nosed and monkey-faced appearance, she did not like it.

But after taking care of the child for so long, I have some feelings for him and I still can't let go of this eldest grandson.

Banggeng opened his mouth and cursed:

"Zhang Meili, you...?"

Before he could utter the last word, Hou Xiaomei stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth.

"Eat, don't talk too much..."

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu suddenly took the lead and were very excited to talk, almost starting to sing.

But no matter what he said, he didn't dare to bully Hou Xiaomei.

After all, Hou Xiaomei is not a good person. If she is pushed into a corner, she can do anything.

Jia Dongxu coughed several times in succession and felt his stomach churning, as if something was making a fuss, and his abdomen was aching.

I dry-heaved several times, wanting to vomit but unable to.

Jia Zhang quickly stood up and patted Jia Dongxu on the back.

"Dongxu, Dongxu, what's wrong with you?

Where does it hurt? "

Jia Dongxu felt dizzy and said weakly while covering his forehead:

"Mom, my stomach hurts, I think I have an upset stomach.

I just felt that the dumplings tasted a little off, it must be the dumplings’ problem.”

"Dongxu, what nonsense are you talking about?

The meat is so fresh that it can't be bad.

Did you catch a cold and have a stomachache?"

“Yes, that is also possible.

Mom, my stomach hurts so much, it feels like a knife is cutting me.

Help me to lie down on the bed for a while."

Jia Zhang supported Jia Dongxu and exerted force on her hands.

He staggered and fell backwards, sitting on his buttocks on the ground.

Jia Zhang covered her head and began to cry out in pain.

"Ouch~

Dongxu, I feel dizzy and my stomach starts to hurt. "

Hou Xiaomei's stomach churned.

"Ugh~"

He vomited all over the place, throwing up everything he had just eaten.

Perhaps because she vomited the contents of her stomach, Hou Xiaomei seemed to be in good mental state.

Hou Xiaomei cursed Jia Zhang loudly, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered in the past few days.

"Zhang Meili, you...

I have also checked the meat and noodles, and they are both in good condition, not rotten.

If one person has diarrhea after eating, it can be said that he caught a cold. But if three people are like this, the problem lies with you, the person who cooked.

What do you put in your meals?

Was it poisoned?

Okay, I get it. You want to poison me and Jia Dongxu so that you can live a quiet life with Huang Youcai behind closed doors, right?

Jia Dongxu, you idiot, your mother wanted to poison you. Now you know who is good to you, right?

Beast, beast, even a tiger won’t eat its own cubs.”

Jia Zhang was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes. Even though she was out of breath, she still cursed back loudly.

"Hou Xiaomei, you farted.

If anyone wants to poison someone, it's you who is doing it.

You bitch, you just can't stand seeing our Jia family living a good life.

You think I don't know about your troubles?

I'm going to tell you all about your dirty deeds."

Jia Dongxu sat on a stool and stretched out his hand weakly.

"Mom, my stomach hurts so much~

Wife, I, I feel so uncomfortable.

Call the doctor, call Doctor Chen to come and see me..."

Jia Zhang gently patted Jia Dongxu on the shoulder.

"Dongxu, it's okay, you just have a stomachache, just bear with it.

Okay, let’s call the doctor, right?

Wait until I curse Hou Xiaomei, that shameless bitch, to death.

Hou Xiaomei, you are a slut. I won’t even say anything about the way you hook up with people in the hospital.

Even when you go to empty a spittoon, you can flirt with the night soil cleaner. Do you have any shame?

Yo ~

It’s really despicable~"

Jia Zhang slapped her face, pushed forward with one hand, and stomped her feet on the ground, just like a Taoist priest casting a spell.

Hou Xiaomei naturally did not want to be outdone. She imitated Jia Zhangshi, speaking sweet words and casting spells at the same time.

As the two quarreled, Jia Dongxu's face became paler and paler, and white foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth...