As long as she is the one who makes the decision in this family, there is no need for anyone else to say anything.
Faced with Zhang Guifang's decision, the rest of the family could only obey.
Zhao Wenzhuo, who reacted the fastest, was the first to stand up and support his wife's idea.
He also said that he could take leave tomorrow if necessary.
Zhang Guifang was very satisfied with his outstanding performance and waved her hand, telling him to go to work normally.
I don't know why, but Zhang Yu and the others always felt that their right eyelid was twitching when faced with Zhao Wenzhuo's performance, and they had some bad premonitions. Sure enough, Zhao Wenzhuo's next performance confirmed this.
In response to his wife's praise, Zhao Wenzhuo was proud of his cleverness and pushed his son and nephew out.
"If there is any work, just let a few of them do it. They are all so old. If they don't do any work, it's time to do it for you. Besides, they are almost at the age of finding a wife and they don't know how to do anything.
Are you being ridiculous?"
Zhao Wenzhuo said, and glanced at Zhao Feng, Zhang Yu and others with contemptuous eyes.
"Okay, let them stay at home and help me tomorrow. Just go and do the work."
Looking at the triumphant Zhao Wenzhuo, Zhao Feng, and Zhang Yu, they all looked in disbelief.
They were being used as tools to show their goodwill. The key was that none of the benefits fell into their own hands. All the benefits were taken away by their father (younger uncle).
Faced with disbelief by his son and nephew, Zhao Wenzhuo said that he was temporarily blind and could not see.
Compared with his son and nephew, making his wife happy is more important.
Early the next morning, after Zhao Wenzhuo went to work, Zhang Guifang called Zhang Yu and the others out, ordered them to set up a simple cooking pot in the yard, and cut two kilograms of bacon that Zhang Yu had brought back yesterday.
Finally, I scooped out a tablespoon full of lard from the precious lard jar hidden in the cabinet.
When I put it down, I was a little reluctant and wanted to put some back, but I looked at the cabbage that had been cut next to it, and there were several large pots of cabbage, so I put all the spoonfuls of lard in it.
When the bacon is almost fried, add all the cabbage.
Zhang Guifang felt that at this time, some dishes with water were good, so she simply did not hire anyone to cook.
After all, if you have the money to hire someone special, you might as well add more vermicelli to this pot of food.
Maybe the people in the yard will like it more.
This is indeed the case. When Zhang Guifang began to instruct the men in the family to set up the stove, there were children watching with intrigue.
When Zhang Guifang started frying the bacon, the children's eyes became straight.
Their eyes were shining, they were staring at the pot motionless, and they kept slurping in their mouths. The drool dripped down to their chins and they didn't care. They wiped it with their sleeves casually, and looked straight into the pot again.
The children in the courtyard stared intently at Zhang Guifang's movements and the things in the pot, wanting to grab them immediately and put them in their mouths.
It's just that due to the normal teachings of their parents, no matter how hungry or greedy they are, these children just stare and don't make a fuss.
Even the youngest children are so greedy that they can't help but put their hands into their mouths, where they keep swallowing saliva.
These children just kept wandering around the pot, taking deep breaths from time to time, as if they could absorb all the meat smell.
Seeing the behavior of these children, Zhang Guifang felt distressed and sad.
If we were to look back at the good times in previous years, given that every household in their courtyard had workers, their lives would not be that good, but they would still be exposed to meat and fish twice a month.
What's more, if the daughter-in-law of a certain family is good at calculating, she can divide the meat into many portions and use it to make a stew every now and then.
Although I can't eat a big piece of meat, it still smells like meat.
Nowadays, let alone meat, it is already difficult to even eat half full.
Seeing the appearance of these children, Zhang Guifang couldn't help turning her head and wiping her face.
Then he smiled at the children and said: "Stop looking, it will be ready soon. Go home and inform your mother and ask her to come over with a big bowl to serve it."
While talking, he took out the vermicelli from the room that he was usually reluctant to eat, and put two big handfuls in it.
Then he stuffed the rest into the cupboard.
Out of sight out of mind.
It hurt me to see her.
After hearing what Zhang Guifang said, the children were a little stunned and let their saliva flow onto their clothes.
After a while, the older child came back to his senses and asked hesitantly: "Are these... these... dishes really... really... for us to eat?"
Why does he feel so unreal? Did he hear it wrong?
Zhang Guifang replied with a smile: "Who else can I feed if it's not for you? Go home and call your mother. Remember to call the other people in the courtyard as well."
After hearing what she said, a group of children cheered together and quickly ran back to their homes.
"I know!" When Zhang Guifang heard the voice, the group of children had already run away.
After a while, the people in the courtyard took the bowls and went out.
The daughter-in-law of the eldest son of the Feng family was the first to come over. When she saw Zhang Guifang cooking, she smiled and said, "Aunt Guifang, what are you doing?"
After she asked, others looked at Zhang Guifang with doubts.
To be honest, some young people were a little unhappy about Zhang Guifang cooking in the yard early in the morning.
If you eat well and still have meat to eat at this time, then just stay at home and eat it secretly.
Why do you have to do it in the courtyard and make the children at home hungry?
Of course, there are also some older people who understand that Zhang Guifang's move is to thank the people in the courtyard.
They were there early waiting for someone to call them.
"I'm not doing this to thank the residents in our courtyard. Xiaoyu is grateful to you this time. Otherwise, I can't even imagine the consequences."
As Zhang Guifang spoke, the corners of her eyes were already slightly wet.
Even though many days had passed, she still felt fondly when she thought about what happened that night.
She couldn't imagine how she would spend the rest of her life if something happened to Xiaoyu.
A hundred years later, how will she explain to her elder brother and sister-in-law when she goes underground?
All this was thanks to the people in the courtyard. Thinking of this, Zhang Guifang looked at the people in the courtyard with eyes filled with gratitude.
"Don't talk nonsense, nothing will happen to Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu's child is blessed with great fortune. He looks like he is going to live a long life."
"Yes, we have watched Xiaoyu grow up, and he will definitely get better and better in the future."
