Chapter 144

Cao Cao Weiguo eats meat every few days; isn't this just torture for others?

Without Seeing Shazhu’s lunchbox, the Jia family’s standard of living has plummeted off a cliff.

A few days ago, when Bang Geng threw a tantrum for meat, she painfully cut off three taels of pork.

It finally stopped Bang Geng’s fussing, but now, smelling the stir-fried meat from the backyard, Bang Geng is kicking up a fuss again.

Yet, she has neither meat coupons in her pocket nor the heart to spend money to buy any.

At this moment, the neighbors in the courtyard are also drooling with envy.

The First Master is also feeling a bit greedy; it’s not that he can’t afford meat.

But his cooking skills simply can’t compare to Cao Cao Weiguo’s; just the smell of this dish makes one’s appetite stir.

In the backyard, several children are playing, and they are now drooling from the temptation.

Four-year-old Little Huaihua, craving the smell, bites her finger and uncontrollably walks to the doorway.

Cao Cao Weiguo, who is bringing the dish out of the kitchen, sees the pitiful-looking Little Huaihua and can’t help but beckon to her.

"Little Huaihua, come here."

Little Huaihua trots into the room, her eyes never leaving the plate in Cao Cao Weiguo’s hand.

Feeling playful, Cao Cao Weiguo picks up a slice of cured meat and holds it out to Little Huaihua: "Call me Daddy."

Little Little Huaihua looks at the fragrant cured meat and calls out in a milky voice: "Daddy!"

"Hahaha... Good girl! Eat up!"

This amuses Cao Cao Weiguo into a loud laugh, and he brings the cured meat to Little Huaihua’s lips.

Little Little Huaihua immediately opens her mouth to take the meat, chewing it with a look of pure satisfaction.

Qin Qin Huairu, who is walking into the backyard with a bowl to ask for meat, happens to hear Little Huaihua call him Daddy.

This makes Qin Qin Huairu’s pretty face flush red with anger: "Cao Cao Weiguo, is this how you take advantage of people?"

Cao Cao Weiguo laughs: "What’s wrong? I just felt little Little Huaihua was cute and teased her a bit. Look at you, getting so worked up; aren't you being a bit too narrow-minded?"

These words leave Qin Qin Huairu feeling stifled, her ample bosom heaving involuntarily.

"Is this how you make jokes?"

"You’ve gone too far!"

Qin Qin Huairu glares at Cao Cao Weiguo in shame and anger; she is, after all, Little Huaihua’s biological mother.

If Little Huaihua calls Cao Cao Weiguo Daddy, then what does that make her?

Although she doesn’t mind flirting with Cao Cao Weiguo—and even somewhat looks forward to getting together with him—

so that she could suck some blood from him,

this sort of thing can’t be done so blatantly. If word got out, how could she face anyone?

Does she not care about her reputation anymore?

Would Jia Jia Zhangshi ever forgive her?

Cao Cao Weiguo says with a smile: "Alright, alright, I apologize, okay? I won’t make jokes like this again."

After speaking, Cao Cao Weiguo takes another slice of cured meat and feeds it to little Little Huaihua.

This makes little Little Huaihua incredibly happy: "Thank you, Daddy!"

This call leaves Qin Qin Huairu both ashamed and furious, her face red enough to drip blood.

"Little Huaihua! You come here right now!"

"You ungrateful little thing!"

Little Little Huaihua obediently runs to her side, and Qin Qin Huairu angrily taps Little Huaihua’s forehead with her finger:

"Don't you ever call anyone else Daddy again, or I’ll spank your bottom."

Song Song Yulan comes out of the kitchen and glares fiercely at Cao Cao Weiguo.

Hearing Little Huaihua call Cao Cao Weiguo Daddy makes her feel inexplicably angry and uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, she touches her belly; they’ve been married for a while now, so why is there no reaction yet?

Qin Qin Huairu walks to the doorway, fuming: "Bang Geng is throwing a tantrum for meat; lend me a bowl."

Cao Cao Weiguo says with disdain: "If Xiaodang or Little Huaihua wanted meat, I’d be willing to give it, but for Bang Geng? Not a chance."

Every time Bang Geng looks at him, it’s as if he’s looking at an enemy.

Who knows how he curses him behind his back.

Giving meat to such a little white-eyed wolf is better off thrown on the street to feed the dogs.

"How can you be so petty with a child?"

"I know Bang Geng upset you, but he’s already learned his lesson and has turned over a new leaf."

Qin Qin Huairu knows Cao Cao Weiguo hates Bang Geng, but in her heart, she thinks her son Bang Geng is the best.

Cao Cao Weiguo says irritably: "Fine, fine, I won’t talk about your good son anymore."

"You say you want to borrow meat, but how do you plan to pay it back?"

"It’s easy to borrow money but hard to pay it back; I don’t want to look for trouble."

"You cry poverty every single day; do you think I’d dare lend you money?"

"Don't even think about borrowing money from me. If you really have no money, go find Seeing Shazhu."

"Given your relationship, you just have to crook your finger, and he’ll bring the money right to you."

These words catch Qin Qin Huairu off guard, and she even feels like turning around and running away.

Just as Qin Qin Huairu is overcome with shame and anger, the First Master and Seeing Shazhu walk over together.

Hearing that Cao Cao Weiguo bought a radio, Seeing Shazhu is so jealous he wants to claw at the walls.

He had worked for so many years, yet he hadn't even managed to get a bicycle.

By what right could Cao Cao Weiguo manage to gather the "three rounds and one sound"?

Feeling disgruntled, Seeing Shazhu went to the First Master and came up with an idea to make Cao Cao Weiguo bleed some resources.

The First Master also found Cao Cao Weiguo an eyesore, so he adopted Seeing Shazhu's suggestion.

However, when he arrived at the front courtyard, wanting to get the Third Master to come along and demand that Cao Cao Weiguo treat the neighbors to a meal,

he didn't expect that the Third Master, who always liked to take small advantages, would refuse.

The First Master immediately realized that the Third Master had already been bought off by Cao Cao Weiguo.

After all, it was Cao Cao Weiguo who had helped arrange the job for the Yan family's eldest son, Yan Yan Jiecheng.

At this point, how could the Third Master possibly offend Cao Cao Weiguo?

Carrying a belly full of frustration, the First Master decided to take action himself.

As for the Second Master, Liu Haizhong, he had always been at odds with him, and he didn't want to go and ask for a snub.

The First Master walked over with his hands behind his back and said, "Cao Cao Weiguo, you bought a radio; this is a happy occasion. Shouldn't you celebrate?"

Cao Cao Weiguo looked at the First Master coldly: "Celebrate what? What does my buying a radio have to do with you?"

The First Master suppressed his anger: "Cao Cao Weiguo, one cannot be too selfish. Our Sihe Academy is a big family, a united and friendly collective. You can't just think about living a good life yourself; you must also appropriately look after your neighbors."

"Your life is prosperous, and now that there's a happy event, set up a few tables for a banquet so the neighbors can share in the joy. Everyone can get together to liven things up and strengthen our bonds."

The few households in the back courtyard heard the First Master's words, and their eyes immediately lit up with excitement.

Cao Cao Weiguo had deep pockets; if he held a banquet, they could also improve their own meals.

Who doesn't want to take advantage of something cheap?

Immediately, several people in the back courtyard began to echo the First Master.

"The First Master is right. We all live in the same courtyard; distant relatives aren't as good as close neighbors."

"When there's a happy event, everyone should celebrate together."

"Eating alone isn't a good thing."

"Cao Cao Weiguo, set up a few tables for a banquet and let us share in the joy too."

Everyone was talking at once, making Song Song Yulan's expression turn anxious.

How much would it cost to set up a banquet?

Cao Cao Weiguo scanned the circle, feeling a bit of heat in his heart.

This Yi Yi Zhonghai was truly accustomed to moral kidnapping and was always generous with other people's money.

"First Master, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for talking like that?"

"What does my hard-earned money have to do with you? What does it have to do with any of you?"

"If you want to eat at a banquet, it's not impossible. Since we are all neighbors, everyone pays a 10-Brother Yuan contribution."

"When the time comes, I will personally take charge of the cooking, and I guarantee you'll get to eat big fish and meat."