The Barefoot Doctor in the Siheyuan Chapter 384: Ancestor Porcelain Bowl
He Wentao carefully carried the bowl and spoon to the cupboard, opened the cupboard, took out the jar of brown sugar, scooped out a small spoonful, sprinkled it into the porcelain bowl, then put the spoon in his mouth and licked the brown sugar residue on it
, squinted and enjoyed it for a while, then put the brown sugar jar in again.
Picking up the iron-shell thermos and pouring boiling water into it, the brown sugar instantly turned into orange-red brown sugar water when it met the hot water. Smelling the sweet taste of the brown sugar water, He Wentao sighed in his heart. Such a delicious brown sugar water would be ruined later.
,what a shame.
However, for the great cause of the He family, he could only suppress his reluctance and carry the bowl to the back room.
"Sister Qin, please drink brown sugar tea."
He Wentao held the porcelain bowl in both hands and brought it to Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu stood up slightly and turned around to take the brown sugar tea, but when her hand just touched the bottom of the bowl, He Wentao let go.
With a sound of "Bang!", the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and the brown sugar tea was spilled all over the floor.
He Wentao pretended to be scalded by hot water, covering his hands and shouting: "Oh, oh, it's burning me to death."
He shouted and pointed at Qin Huairu and said, "You, what's the matter with you? You can't even hold a bowl."
Qin Huairu also looked confused at this time. She just touched the bowl and the bowl fell. Could this have anything to do with her?
However, when the He family saw her coming, they immediately made brown sugar tea. This is the best way to treat guests in this era.
Also, He Wentao was about the same age as Banggeng, and he was indeed burned by the hot water. She could no longer blame He Wentao no matter what.
Moreover, now that you have turned your back, how will you borrow the He family’s brown sugar jar later?
Banggeng Xiaodang and Xiaohuahua are both waiting to drink brown sugar water!
Qin Huairu stood up, took He Wentao's hand and said, "Little brother, it's my sister's fault. My sister didn't pay attention. Come on, let me take a look at your hand. How about it?"
Hearing this, Yu Qiuhua on the side felt reassured. A sinister smile appeared on her lips, and she raised her chin at He Wentao. After He Wentao received the signal, he immediately threw away Qin Huairu's hand, pointed at her and said:
"It's okay if my hand is burned, but you broke my ancestral porcelain bowl. What should I do?"
"A porcelain bowl passed down from your ancestors?" Qin Huairu looked at the porcelain shards on the ground with a confused expression. She flipped her hair and said, "You said this bowl was passed down from your ancestors? Well, then I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I
It was also careless.”
"Is it okay to be careless? This porcelain bowl was passed down from my great-grandfather to my great-great-great-grandfather. My great-grandfather passed it on to my grandfather. My grandfather passed it on to my father. Now it is passed on to me. I will pass it on to my grandfather in the future."
"He Wentao started his performance. As he spoke, tears burst out from his eyes. He pinched his voice and his tone became extremely miserable: "There is another story about this porcelain bowl. It was given to the prince by the emperor.
Back then, my grandma Taizu was a servant of the prince, and her hometown suffered from famine and no harvest.
In order to save my grandfather's life, she took the risk and stole the porcelain bowl.
I originally planned to exchange it for three to five hundred taels of silver, but as soon as I took it home and hid it, the steward of the palace discovered it.
My grandma was arrested by the housekeeper and his servants. In order to force my grandma to tell where the porcelain bowl was hidden, they used cruel punishments on my grandma.
However, that porcelain bowl can save a family's life.
How could my grandma reveal the hiding place!
Just like that, he was beaten to death by the cruel housekeeper.
Later, my grandfather moved and started a small business with the money from selling the porcelain bowls.
When the family had no worries about food and clothing, he paid a high price to redeem the porcelain bowl, and made a rule that our grandsons of the old He family should pass on the porcelain bowl from generation to generation, bearing in mind the fearless spirit of my grandma. To do
When people are there, the bowl is still there, and when people die, the bowl is still there.
Now now you broke the porcelain bowl!
you you you!"
It has to be said that He Wentao's acting skills are excellent. His red eyes stared at Qin Huairu, making Qin Huairu feel that she had done something heinous.
Qin Huairu felt something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it. Facing the angry He Wentao, she could only say sarcastically: "Well, what do you think we should do? Now that the porcelain bowl has been broken, you can't ask me to pay compensation for the porcelain bowl.
Take your life!"
"Bah, pay for your life? This is my family's heirloom. Even if you take a hundred lives, it won't be enough to pay for it!" He Wentao decided to continue the performance to the end.
Yu Qiuhua felt that the time had come, and sighed and said: "Qin Huairu, you didn't mean it, and our Lao He family is not the kind of unreasonable family. If it were an ordinary porcelain bowl, I would definitely not say
What. But this is the heirloom of our Lao He family. You broke it into pieces, and you can’t explain it without an explanation. So, just pay some money."
Hearing the money, Qin Huairu was startled and subconsciously asked: "How much?"
"This is an antique that is hundreds of years old. Even if it is sold to a trust store, it will cost three to four hundred yuan."
"What? Three or four hundred yuan?"
"We are neighbors, and if we want to get along well in the future, just give me two hundred yuan!" Yu Qiuhua said as if you had taken advantage of him.
Seeing this, He Wentao hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "No, mother, this is our family's heirloom and my grandma's life. How can I get two hundred yuan? I need at least two thousand yuan."
Yu Qiuhua glared at He Wentao and said: "You silly boy, Qin Huairu is our neighbor. If he wants so much money, how can our two families be neighbors in the future? Forget it, forget it, we will suffer a little loss.
Later, I will go to the grave to apologize to your grandma."
He Wentao made an angry expression and glared at Qin Huairu: "This time I will give you an advantage! If you follow my wishes, you will not only have to pay for it, but you will also have to personally apologize to my grandma."
The two of them sang together, which made Qin Huairu feel dizzy and felt that two hundred yuan seemed really not expensive.
Just kidding, that was Grandma He’s life!
only
Qin Huairu's greatest advantage was that she was very sensitive to money. She calculated that even if she sold Jia's radio, she wouldn't be able to raise two hundred yuan.
She wanted to default on the debt, but it was her grandmother's life. Looking at He Wentao's behavior, if she dared to say no, He Wentao would definitely fight her to the death.
Qin Huairu smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt Yu, my family really doesn't have that much money. Can you ask for less?"
Yu Qiuhua said nothing, and He Wentao sneered and ran into the kitchen.
Soon the sound of sharpening knives could be heard in the kitchen.
Qin Huairu suddenly shuddered and had goosebumps all over her body. She quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll borrow the money now and pay you back."
Yu Qiuhua also knew that two hundred yuan was a huge amount of money, and most people might not be able to afford it, so he reluctantly nodded.
What's the matter? I didn't drink the brown sugar tea, but I had to pay two hundred yuan. I'm really unlucky today!
Qin Huairu returned to Jia's house mumbling.
When holding the funeral for Jia Dongxu, the Jia family received a lot of gifts from the folks, all of which went to the Jia Zhang family. Now Qin Huairu could only spend the money.
After entering the house, Qin Huairu called out to Jia Zhang twice, but received no response. She opened the cotton curtain in the back room and looked inside, but did not see Jia Zhang.
Banggen and Xiaodang were playing with stone eggs on the ground. Qin Huairu walked up to them and asked, "Banggen, where is your milk? Where did it go?"
Banggeng was in the mood for fun, without raising his head: "My legs are leaning on her, how do I know?"
Xiaodang raised his head: "Mom, my grandma went to Aunt Wang's house next door to have a chat."
Qin Huairu shook her head helplessly. This old woman must be bragging.
In addition to collecting shoe soles, Jia Zhang's favorite thing to do on weekdays is to brag to her neighbors.
When Lao Jia was here, she often boasted about how great Lao Jia was at his work and how highly he was respected by the leadership.
As a result, old Jia died young and after Jia Dongxu took over, Jia Zhang started to brag about Jia Dongxu's skills. In fact, everyone in the compound knew that Jia Dongxu couldn't hold up the wall. After working for so many years, he was still just
A first-level fitter can only earn twenty-seven and a half yuan per month.
After Jia Dongxu died, Qin Huairu took over. Jia Zhang hated Qin Huairu and could only boast about how smart he was and how well he studied.
In fact, Bangge's final exam scores for each semester did not add up to ten points.
Later, Bangge was sent to a work-study school and dropped out of school. Jia and Zhang finally had nothing to do and fell silent for a long time.
This time, Jia Dongxu was sent back to Jiajiazhuang for burial. After so many things happened, Jia Zhang finally found another subject to brag about.
Qin Huairu went out and walked to Aunt Wang's house. Before she reached the door, she heard Jia Zhang's proud voice coming from inside.
"Let me tell you, my son's funeral was a majestic one. I found twelve blowers. The coffin was made of century-old nanmu, and the tomb was built by a master who built the imperial mausoleum for his ancestors.
As for the people who came to pay their respects, that was even more extraordinary.
Our old Jia family is a top-notch family in eight villages and ten miles away, and the secretaries and village chiefs of seven or eight nearby communes have all come.
The team lined up from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, with more than 2,000 people in total.
I'm not bragging, you've never seen that kind of pomp in your life.
"
Qin Huairu pinched her eyebrows in annoyance. When the old woman started bragging, the cow would not even fall to the ground.
Jia Dongxu's funeral was extremely shabby. Although Qin Huairu had paid half a year's salary in advance, there were a lot of expenses on the road. By the time the coffin was transported back to Jiajiazhuang, he didn't have much money left, and he couldn't even buy the white cloth to build the mourning hall.
rise.
The village chief, out of consideration for his fellow clansmen, went to the supply and marketing cooperative and gave them some credit.
As for the guests, they were even more pitiful. Except for members of the Jia family, no one from outside came.
Thinking about it, since the Jia family moved to the capital, they have always thought that people in the city look down on mud-legged people from the countryside.
On weekdays, when there are weddings and funerals in the village, the Jia family does not go to deliver gifts. Now that something has happened, others will definitely not come.
There were less than twenty people who actually attended the funeral.
Qin Huairu listened for a while, but couldn't listen anymore. She knocked on the open door and shouted inside: "Mom, come out. I have something to ask you."
Jia Zhang was playing vigorously when she heard Qin Huairu's voice. She shook her head in annoyance and smiled at Aunt Wang: "Mother Zhuzi, please wait for me for a while. I haven't preached yet! Wait for me."
I’ll tell you again.”
In fact, Aunt Wang had been impatient with her for a long time, but because of the neighbor's reputation, she had to bite the bullet and listen. She was really eager for Jia and Zhang to leave.
"Aunt Jia, your daughter-in-law must be calling you because she has something serious to do. You go and do your work first. We can talk later."
"What can she do? Just wait for me!"
Jia Zhang came out of the house angrily and saw Qin Huairu standing not far away. He rolled his eyes at her: "What's the matter? I've been tired for a day and finally came out to say a few words to my old sister. You
I came here eagerly, is that intentional?"
"No, no." Qin Huairu wanted to reply to her, but then thought of having to borrow money from Jia Zhang, so she could only grit her teeth, squeezed out a smile on her face, and said, "Mom, I can borrow two dollars from you.
One hundred dollars?”
"What? Two hundred yuan? Qin Huairu, do you have a fever?" Jia Zhang rubbed her ears, and after making sure she heard correctly, she frowned: "Do you think I took the money from Dongxu's funeral?
, Isn’t it appropriate to put it in your own pocket? Let me tell you, Dongxu is my son, and the money was given by relatives of the old Jia family. You, a person named Qin, don’t even think about it."
Your surname is Zhang, not Jia, how can you get money? Qin Huairu slandered a few words, smiled at Jia Zhang and said: "Mom, you are Dongxu's mother, the head of the Jia family, you get the money
It's just right, but I'm in trouble now and need two hundred dollars in urgent need, so just take it out and treat it like I borrowed it from you."
Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu in surprise. At this moment, Qin Huairu thought she had her under control. Usually, her eyebrows were not eyebrows, and her eyes were not eyes. Why did she speak so nicely today?
Did something really happen?
I have to say that although Jia Zhang is at odds with Qin Huairu, she can still really handle it when things happen.
Because she knew that the Jia family was now targeting Qin Huairu. If Qin Huairu fell, she, a lonely old woman, would have no choice but to wait for the northwest wind.
Jia Zhang walked to Qin Huairu and asked with a serious face: "Daughter-in-law, you said something happened. What happened?"
Qin Huairu was not originally going to tell Jia and Zhang what happened to the He family because it was too embarrassing. She took two black corn buns and went to someone else's house to do it, but she had to pay someone else two hundred yuan. Do you dare to think?
but.
She knew very well that if she didn't explain the matter clearly today, Jia Zhang would definitely not lend her money.
"The thing is like this, didn't I go to visit my new neighbor Lao He's house today? Lao He's family are all good people. After I went there, they poured me a bowl of brown sugar water." Qin Huairu explained what happened in He's house.
The family affairs were recounted in detail, and at the end I did not forget to add: "That porcelain bowl was used by the emperor. It is an antique and the life of Grandma He's family. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. Two hundred yuan is worth it."
It’s not expensive. I have to quickly collect enough money to compensate the He family. If the He family regrets it, our family will be in trouble. You don’t know that that boy from the He family is sharpening his knife right now!"
Jia Zhang frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly raised her head and patted her thigh: "Huairu, you have been deceived!"
