Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

After school in the afternoon,

Yi Jiale threw away his schoolbag, took off his coat, and lay directly on the bed. When his consciousness sank into the space, he said to his mother: "Mom, I want to read in the space, don't disturb me!"

The lady holding the cup paused and said, "Why don't you drink the water first!"

Yi Jiale then remembered that he hadn't drunk any water, so he quickly took the water from his mother's hand and gulped down two large cups in a row. Then he sank back into his consciousness.

Seeing her daughter's eyes closed, the aunt was not in a hurry to cook. As the weather was hot, she just made some porridge and some side dishes, which were ready in a few minutes. She then sat beside her daughter's crib and kept fanning her with a palm-leaf fan, hoping that her daughter would feel better.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Jiale stretched, rubbed his eyes, and walked out of the space.

She saw an old lady still sitting by the bed, fanning herself, and her heart was moved.

"Mom, I'm not hot anymore. You go and take a rest." Yi Jiale said as he sat up.

"You've been in this space for so long, you must be hungry. I'll go cook for you." The old lady said as she stood up.

Yi Jiale got out of bed and stretched her muscles. At this time, she heard Yi Zhonghai's voice coming from outside.

"Tuanzi, come and see what wonderful things Daddy bought you!" Yi Zhonghai shouted excitedly.

Everyone in the yard was watching at the door.

The third uncle, the second uncle and the neighbors came over with their bowls in hand to watch the fun.

The third uncle Yan Bugui reached out his hand and gently stroked the fan, with curiosity and amazement flashing in his eyes: "Old Yi, this is the fan that the leaders use in the summer! It looks so beautiful." As he spoke, he fiddled with the fan's switch and wind speed adjustment knob from time to time, as if he was exploring a new toy.

The second uncle did not hold his bowl as usual, but stood quietly in the crowd, staring at the fan intently, with envy in his eyes. He thought to himself: "Although my family is rich, we lack the tickets to buy such high-end goods. If I had enough tickets, I would have taken this treasure home long ago."

The neighbors gathered around and started to chatter. Someone asked curiously, "Uncle, now that you have such a good fan at home, will you no longer sweat when eating?" Another person explained self-righteously, "Oh, what do you know? This fan can not only blow air to keep you cool, but also you don't have to worry about being too hot to sleep at night!" Everyone nodded in agreement and was full of yearning and expectation for the fan.

Yi Jiale ran out and saw her father holding a brand new electric fan in his hands. Neighbors were all around, looking at the fan with envy, and her father was looking at her with a smile.

"Wow! Fan!" Yi Jiale jumped up with joy, "Thank you, Dad!"

Yan Bugui showed a flattering smile on his face and said with a hint of expectation in his tone: "Old Yi, you have got a good thing. Let us see how to use this fan?" After saying that, he did not forget to smile at the people around him.

Yi Zhonghai did not refuse and directly carried the big fan home carefully, then unpacked and installed it skillfully. (Why was he so skillful? Because the salesperson had taught him in the department store!) Then he picked up the plug and inserted it into the socket. With a slight humming sound, the fan began to rotate, making a soft sound of wind.

Everyone felt a cool breeze blowing on their faces, as if the hot summer had suddenly become cool and pleasant. They closed their eyes one after another, enjoying the comfort and pleasure. After a while, everyone opened their eyes with surprise on their faces.

"Hey, this fan is really cool! It's much better than a fan." Someone exclaimed.

"Yes, and the wind is very even, unlike a fan which sometimes blows to one side." another person agreed.

"Old Yi, you are so lucky to get such a good thing." Yan Bugui said enviously.

Yi Zhonghai was very happy to hear everyone's praise, but he still said modestly: "No, no, I'm just lucky."

At this time, the whole yard was filled with laughter and joy. Everyone was immersed in the cool breeze, forgetting the summer heat and fatigue.

Several neighbors stood in front of the fan, greedily feeling the coolness it brought, praising it: "It's really a good thing, it's really a good thing! Uncle, you must have spent a lot of money on this, right?" Yan Bugui said in a positive tone. After all, he had been to the department store and knew the prices there. This fan was 158, and you needed an industrial ticket and a fan ticket to buy it.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and made a 158 gesture. The others gasped and exclaimed, "This is almost half a month's salary for us, and we have to save it without eating or drinking."

Others who didn't get the fan couldn't help but look at the door after hearing the price. When they learned that the price was as high as 158 yuan, they squeezed in and wanted to experience for themselves what was so special about this 158 yuan fan. For a while, the room was full of people, and everyone stared at this expensive fan curiously, as if it was a rare treasure.

The neighbors didn't bother me for too long. They felt the fan for a few seconds and then went home to eat. After all, they couldn't always squeeze in with others. They also had to eat. People nowadays are quite discerning, and only a few are shameless.

Seeing that everyone had left, Yi Jiale happily asked his father to move the fan to the dining table so that he could eat with the fan on.

Yi Zhonghai responded good-temperedly, then moved the fan to the side of Yi Jiale, so that Yi Jiale and the old lady could also enjoy the coolness.

Yi Jiale saw that she and her mother could use the fan, but her father couldn't, so she said to her father: "Dad, please move the fan farther away and set it to the shaking mode, so that the three of us can all use it!"

However, Yi Zhonghai refused and said, "Dad is not hot, you guys should eat quickly."

Yi Jiale retorted: “Nonsense, Dad, your head is sweating!”

Yi Zhonghai smiled helplessly and explained: "It's really not hot, you guys eat quickly."

At this time, Yi Jiale pouted her lips and said angrily: "Dad, if you don't move away, I won't blow it!" After that, she deliberately snorted and put down the dishes in her hands.

Seeing his daughter throwing a tantrum, Yi Zhonghai quickly got up and moved the fan a little further away and adjusted it to the shaking mode. Although the wind force was reduced, the family of three could still feel the cool breeze.

Seeing that his father followed his advice, Yi Jiale smiled happily, picked up the bowl again and started eating rice.

The aunt watched the interaction between the father and daughter with a smile from beginning to end. In the end, Mr. Yi would always listen to his daughter.