Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Jia Dongxu looked at Zhang Dabao again, wanting Zhang Dabao to help him speak.

"Dongxu, if you don't have the energy to drink, it's like you don't have the energy to cause trouble. Aren't you just asking for a beating? Your mother beats you for your own good. You are not a child now, you should listen to your mother." Zhang Dabao's words made Jia Dongxu even more speechless. He sighed, returned to the east wing, and lay down.

"Dongxu told me about the house. If it's not convenient for Lao Yi, you can just ask Dongxu to come and get the money," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua.

"Da Biao, I have been married to the Jia family for nearly 30 years. I never thought there would be a day like this. Our family has three houses, but Youfu will never see them again," Zhang Cuihua sighed again.

"Don't forget to bring your lunch box when you go to the factory tomorrow. Go with your second sister. Be more diligent when you get there and try to get along well with your colleagues," Zhang Dabao instructed Zhang Cuihua.

"Da Biao, everyone in the entire Hongxing Street knows that I am the most hardworking person. I work when there is work to do, and sew shoe soles when there is nothing to do," Zhang Cuihua said proudly.

Her words almost made Zhang Dabao laugh to death. Who said that he couldn't go to work because of pain here and there? Who couldn't sew a pair of insoles in a year? You played with a pair of insoles until they were covered with starch, sister, you are a talent!

Today is a sad yet happy day for He Yuzhu and He Yushui. They are sad because someone had embezzled their money for eight years and they only found out about it now; they are happy because their father has not forgotten them and he still wrote letters and knew to send money, but it was a pity that it was embezzled by the people in the post office.

He Yushui stayed awake all night, thinking over and over again in his mind what the three of them had discussed on the motorcycle, and replaying it in his mind again and again.

When it was daybreak, He Yuzhu prepared dinner and woke up his sister.

"Eat breakfast, and wait for you at home after that. I'll go call Da Biao. We have to seek justice for ourselves today. I won't let Shang Hongqi go," He Yuzhu said, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He Yushui didn't say anything and nodded.

He Yushui forced himself to eat the noodles in his bowl and waited at the door.

He Yuzhu came to the backyard. Zhang Dabao had also finished his meal. Without saying a word, Zhang Dabao stood up and left with He Yuzhu.

"Zhu Zi, are you going to school today?" Yi Zhonghai from the Central Courtyard was about to leave after dinner.

"Isn't it? Yu Shui's grades are not very good. Discuss with the teacher whether he should take the college entrance examination or go directly to work," He Yuzhu said casually.

"This is a big deal, I'll give you another day off." Yi Zhonghai is now working alone because Jia Dongxu has to report to the post office today and has already left.

Zhang Cuihua also got up early. She was a little nervous today. This was her first time going to work in 47 years. She came to the backyard early to wait for her sister to go together.

Zhang Dabao and He Yuzhu came to the car and picked up He Yushui who was waiting on the roadside. Zhang Dabao gave He Yushui a package of things and then gave him some instructions.

On his way to the Red Star Political Science Office, Zhang Dabao met Zhao Chunyan, who was among a group of women. She saw Zhang Dabao's car and waved.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the Red Star Post Office opened. There were quite a lot of people doing business today. As soon as the door opened, a large group of people came in, all of them were old women.

Seventeen or eighteen old ladies came in and asked this and that. One staff member became impatient and said, "What a bear problem."

In the past, people would have tolerated a single curse, but not today. These 17 or 18 women were not happy with it and directly attacked each other. In terms of quarreling, all the staff here combined might not be able to quarrel better than Zhao Chunyan. Her quarreling level was not even in the top ten in Hongliang Street, not to mention that there was Liu Chuncao who had been ranked second in the quarreling list for many years. What's more, there was one staff member against 17 or 18 of them. The staff was dumbfounded, feeling that they had read too little and lacked vocabulary, and they could not even speak. In just a few minutes, the whole family of 18 generations had been cursed dozens of times, and body organs and various social relationships were repeatedly mentioned.

Shang Hongqi appeared. As the director, it was normal for him to come out and mediate when the unit had a quarrel with a client.

However, the appearance of Shang Hongqi did not settle the conflict, but he became the second person to be scolded. Shang Hongqi was so furious that he was mad as hell. If he were a man, Shang Hongqi would have fought a life-and-death battle with him.

At this moment, He Yuzhu appeared with his sister, "Director Shang, please return the money my father sent to us. It's been eight years, you have kept it long enough." He Yuzhu came up and said something incoherent.

Shang Hongqi was so angry that he said, "Who the hell is keeping your money? Get out."

"You f*cking embezzled our money and you still dare to curse us." He Yuzhu stood opposite Shang Hongqi with an angry look on his face.

"Get the hell out of here!" Shang Hongqi pushed He Yuzhu, and He Yuzhu flew seven or eight meters as if he was hit by a truck, and only stopped when he hit the wall. After hitting the wall, blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and he lay on the ground motionless.

"Brother, brother," He Yushui lay on He Yuzhu's body and cried loudly.

At this time, more women came in from outside, and some people were shouting at the door of the post office, "Someone was beaten to death," and "The director beat someone to death."

Shang Hongqi was a little confused. Was he really that strong? He hadn't used all his strength yet. He just pushed lightly, and a man about 1.75 meters tall and weighing 140 to 150 kilograms was actually thrown out. It was incredible.

But he had no time to think about it at this moment. There were at least fifteen or sixteen women accusing him of embezzling money and wanting to kill him to silence him. More than a dozen women were shouting outside, attracting passers-by to come over. Now there were three layers of onlookers inside and outside.

"So lively?" The leader of Dongcheng Post Office and Lin Hua brought Jia Dongxu here. The leader was Geng Bo, the deputy director in charge of the Red Star Institute. He originally wanted to inspect the work and send Jia Dongxu off by the way. But now, he accidentally discovered a mass incident.

The "leader" Shang Hongqi wanted to come over to explain, but a large group of women surrounded him and he couldn't squeeze through.

"Shang Hongqi, you beat my brother to death, I will not live either." He Yushui, who was crying for his brother, stood up and hit his head against the wall. There was a "bang" sound, and He Yushui fell to the ground with blood all over his head.

"Send them to the hospital!" Chief Geng Bo shouted, and the women who were cursing stopped. Seven or eight women came over, lifted He Yuzhu and He Yushui, and put them in Zhang Dabao's car. Zhang Dabao took them away.

Before getting in the car, Zhang Dabao waved to Zhao Chunyan.

"Director Shang, please explain," Deputy Director Geng Bo said calmly.

But everyone at the scene saw the turbulent waves beneath the calm.