Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Seeing that Xu Fugui had fainted, Xu Damao was also surprised.

Quickly stepped forward to help him up, grabbed his shoulders and shook a few times, and patted his cheek.

"Dad! Dad! Wake up!"

However, Xu Fugui did not respond and lost consciousness.

"Mom, has Dad been hungry for too long? Has he fainted from hunger?" Xu Damao asked eagerly.

At this moment, Aunt Xu, how can she care about Xu Fugui? Her mind is full of the news of Widow Qin's pregnancy.

I just felt trembling all over, my head was buzzing, and my fists were clenched so tightly that even my joints turned white.

"How is it possible!" Aunt Xu suppressed her anger and forcefully squeezed out a word between her teeth.

Xu Damao had no choice but to remember that when the older generation dealt with people who passed out, they always pinched them.

So, he stretched out his hand, and pinched at Xu Fugui's people.

It's a pity that this trick is useless on Xu Fugui at the moment.

He pinched the blood out of Xu Fugui's people, but he was still unconscious and did not wake up.

"Mom! It's too bad. Dad is still in a coma. Let's call an ambulance and take him to the hospital." Xu Damao was anxious.

Aunt Xu sneered when she heard this.

Xu Fugui is usually in good health, how could he be so weak? !
Most likely, she just buried her head in the sand and acted like an ostrich when she first heard the news that Widow Qin was pregnant.

Based on their experience of living together for many years, there is a high probability that they will die in a crash.

Want to play tricks in front of her?There are no doors!

So Aunt Xu had a plan and thought of a test method, so she took a step forward.

"Where is the need to go to the hospital, get up and let me do it."

Xu Damao nodded obediently, Xin Dao's mother should have a way.

So, he put Xu Fugui down and lay down, stood up, and gave the seat to his mother.

Aunt Xu strode to the bed, squatted down, and took out a spittoon jar with a lid from under the bed.

It was an enamelled spittoon jar, evidently full and evidently of considerable weight.

Aunt Xu could barely hold it with one hand, so she quickly stretched out the other hand to support the full spittoon jar.

Following her, she placed the spittoon jar on the table, took off the lid, and threw it on the ground.

The lid of the enamel spittoon jar hits the ground.

"Bangdang-!"

After a loud sound, the lid turned a few more times before gradually stopping.

Then, Aunt Xu poured all the yellow liquid from a spittoon on Xu Fugui's face.

The yellow urine instantly drenched Xu Fugui's hair.

It trickles down the cheeks drop by drop.

Xu Fugui still didn't wake up.

Aunt Xu was taken aback, she did not expect that Xu Fugui really passed out.

Xu Damao was completely stunned when he saw his mother's movements in one go and with incomparable agility.

It never occurred to him that one day the urine in the spittoon jar could serve such a purpose.

He slapped himself on the forehead and rubbed his forehead, trembling in his voice.

"Mom, I know you're in a hurry. But it's... not necessarily useful, is it?!"

Aunt Xu glared at her son, and said viciously: "It's good for him, but it's not worth spending money to call an ambulance for him like this! There is boiling water in the thermos bottle, can it be poured with boiling water?" ?"

Xu Damao thought about it, what his mother said did make sense.

It is the only choice to pour cold water directly on the face that has been received in the container.

"Mom, you're right! You're right!" Xu Damao echoed.

"Cough-cough-!"

Suddenly, Xu Fugui coughed and gradually woke up from the coma.

I only felt the inconceivable smell of urine coming from the tip of my nose, and I felt sick reflexively.

Afterwards, Xu Fugui retched for a while, feeling like vomiting.

Xu Damao quietly took a step back with some disgust.

Aunt Xu took a step forward, just about to grab Xu Fugui's neckline.

Suddenly thought of something, reacted, immediately stopped in mid-air, and braked.

"Xu Fugui, don't pretend to be dead. If you don't give me an explanation for this matter today, everyone's life will be over."

After Aunt Xu finished speaking fiercely, she turned around and rushed into the kitchen.

She picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board, weighed it in her hand, and rushed out of the kitchen, rushing out the door.

"Da Mao, hurry up, stop your mother! This is killing people!!" Xu Fugui yelled desperately.

Afterwards, he didn't care too much. After wiping his face with his hand and rubbing it on his trousers, he got up from the ground and rushed out the door, chasing Aunt Xu.

Only then did Xu Damao recover from his sluggish state, and ran to follow.

He shouted as he ran, "Dad, what's the matter? Where is Mom running with the knife?"

"Quick, Widow Qin's house!" Xu Fugui's roar came from the front.

Ever since the second uncle next door knew that Qin Huairu was pregnant, he knew that there would be a good show today.

So he always pays attention to the movements of the Xu family.

Seeing Aunt Xu running out of the house with a kitchen knife, she slapped her thigh and shouted as she went to the middle courtyard, "Old woman, hurry up! Go to the middle courtyard to watch a big show."

After all, without waiting for the second aunt, he trotted behind Xu Damao's buttocks.

"Here we come!" Hearing this, the second aunt immediately put down the dishes to be washed, and rushed to the middle courtyard before taking off her apron.

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Jia family.

After Qin Huairu finished eating, she sat at the table thinking, tapping her fingers on the table.

Jia Zhang moved a stool and sat beside her.

She lowered her voice and asked Qin Huairu: "Have you decided?"

Qin Huairu glanced at the three children and shook his head.

"Then are you going to tell him?" Jia Zhang continued to ask.

Qin Huairu gave Jia Zhang a sideways look, and said with a sneer, "Why didn't you say it?! Everyone knows about it! Xu Fugui thinks it's okay to let it go!"

As soon as the words fell, a hoarse scolding sounded outside the door.

"Widow Qin, come out for me!!"

Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu looked at each other, and recognized the owner of the voice as Aunt Xu.

"Huairu, what should we do?" Jia Zhang suddenly became timid.

"It's useless to hide, since that's the case, we'll pierce the window paper and see how Xu Fugui reacts!" Qin Huairu looked down at his nails with no expression on his face.

There was another violent knock on the door.

The force was so great that the wooden door creaked, and even the debris of bricks and wood was scattered.

The baby Sophora japonica was frightened and burst into tears.

Bang Geng and Xiao Dang also surrounded Qin Huairu.

"Mom, what's the matter?" BangJiao opened his eyes wide, not understanding what happened.

Xiaodang is smaller than stick stem, and the little girl is more timid. Hearing Xiaohuaihua's cry, she cried out loudly as if infected.

Mrs. Jia Zhang patted the table suddenly, stood up, and shouted towards the door: "What do you want to do?! Don't you want to live a peaceful life?"

After speaking, he walked towards the door.

The moment she opened the door, Jia Zhang was dumbfounded.

Aunt Xu was holding a kitchen knife, blocking the door of her house...