Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

When He Yuzhu arrived, he immediately started to work in the backyard. Jia Dongxu heard the noise in the east wing and came over, "Seventh Uncle, didn't my mother say we should eat mutton?"

"There's no mutton, but do you want to eat sheep dung?" Zhang Dabao really didn't expect that this would be the first thing his nephew would say when he saw him.

"Dongxu, which is better, pork or mutton?" He Yuzhu asked Jia Dongxu.

"Of course the pig's face is delicious. Your mouth will be filled with oil when you take a bite of it. Then take a sip of wine and it tastes amazing," said Jia Dongxu with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Fuck you, if you want to eat, why don't you help me quickly?" Zhang Dabao slapped Jia Dongxu awake from his intoxication, and he began to help He Yuzhu.

"Dongxu, have you bought all the lime?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"I bought the lime, but I was only given two bags of cement. I won't sell any more than that," said Jia Dongxu.

"I'll get a few more packs tomorrow. How many will it take for three rooms? Have you found someone to do it?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"My mother counted and said five packs is about right," said Jia Dongxu.

"Has your mother been to school? Can she read? You asked your mother to calculate, why don't you let Xiaodang calculate it? Does your mother know how to calculate? How thick is it? How big is the area?" Zhang Dabiao heard Jia Dongxu's words, it was too unreliable. You fucking asked an illiterate to calculate the materials, how can it be accurate? The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he slapped Jia Dongxu four or five more times.

"I told her not to do the calculation, but she insisted and she didn't listen to me," Jia Dongxu felt a little aggrieved.

"She does her thing, and you find someone else to do the correct thing. Have you read so many books that you have become a dog's brain?" Zhang Dabao cursed angrily.

Jia Dongxu also felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he didn't say anything else.

Zhang Dabiao picked up a pen and calculated on the ground, then asked Jia Dongxu, "Why don't we use cement to paint the corner upwards by 30 centimeters? It will also look hygienic and good?"

Jia Gongxu nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll buy a few more packs tomorrow morning. Who else did you ask for help?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"I also asked Uncle Xinsheng, Damao and Guangtian," said Jia Dongxu.

"You guys start working first. The floor work will take until the afternoon at the latest. Have you looked at the furniture?" Zhang Dabao continued to ask.

"My mother went to the purchasing station to check. Uncle Seventh, it's the same whether I checked or not, and it's the same whether I said anything or not. Sometimes I got beaten for saying it," Jia Dongxu said in a low voice.

"Puchi" He Yuzhu laughed out loud.

"Silly Zhu, what do you mean?" Jia Dongxu asked angrily when he saw He Yuzhu making fun of him.

"It has nothing to do with you? You thought of something funny," said He Yuzhu.

"What's so funny?" Jia Dongxu continued to ask loudly.

"A puppy on the street gave birth to three kittens. Don't you think it's funny?" said He Yuzhu.

"Is there such a thing?" Jia Dongxu was a little confused.

"It's not easy for you to be so stupid." Zhang Dabiao laughed angrily. This nephew is really not like his father. His three uncles are smarter than each other. Could it be that Jia Dongxu inherited his eldest aunt's intelligence, Jia Dongxu's grandmother? Zhang Dabiao thought of the answer to the question.

It was almost nine o'clock, and the children playing games began to be called by their scientific names by their family members. This also meant that the game was about to end, because calling by scientific names was a signal. If the game didn't end, some children might get beaten.

The second sister Zhang Lianhua came over with Jia Jingshu, who was about to fall asleep. "She is so young and yet so fun," she said to Zhang Dabao.

"That child is not fun, second sister. Tomorrow the children in the yard will help plant sweet potatoes. You watch them and teach them first. Then Shi Guangfu and Jie Kuang will fetch water, and a few young ones will help plant the seedlings. There are only three acres of land, so it should be quick," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Lianhua.

"Okay, I'll go wash her. She can hardly open her eyes," said Zhang Lianhua, patting her daughter on the back.

"If you play so hard, be careful not to wet the bed in the middle of the night. If not, put something under the bed," Zhang Dabao reminded his second sister.

Zhang Lianhua nodded and went to rest with her daughter.

Yan Jiedi and Yan Jiekuang returned home after finishing the game. They were very happy. Yan Jiedi said to her father, "Dad, I will go to the backyard to help plant sweet potatoes tomorrow. Brother Dabiao has prepared pig heads too. I want to eat two bowls of meat this time."

"Growing sweet potatoes? Da Biao didn't come to tell us." Yan Bugui was a little puzzled.

"I asked. Brother Dabiao asked me, the third brother, Guangfu, Banggeng, Xiaozheng and Xiaobao to help. We were just playing a game together. They are all the people who make the game," said Yan Jiedi.

"You should have asked our whole family to help. Now we can't eat the pig's head. Also, why don't you two go out and play games?" Yan Bugui pointed at Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang and said.

"Dad, I'm twenty years old and twenty-eight years old. If we play this kind of game, will we still be able to survive?" Yan Jiecheng explained.

"I have to eat the pig's head before I die, really..." Yan Bugui looked regretful.

"Dad, I saw that Meng Wutong on the street. He asked me if I was Yan Jiecheng. I said no, it was his younger brother Yan Jiefang," said Yan Jiefang.

"What does she mean? I tell you two, people like this will never be able to marry into our Yan family in their lifetime," Yan Bugui warned his two sons.

"She didn't mean anything, she just asked me to convey a message," said Yan Jiefang.

"What?" Yan Bugui asked.

"She told you in the Yan family not to be a toad dreaming of eating Tian'e's flesh. She doesn't like anyone in our family, so let us give up the idea. If we try to target her again, she will not be polite." After Yan Jiefang finished speaking, he saw Yan Bugui's face change color, took off his shoes, rushed up, and attacked Yan Jiefang.

This was the first time Yan Jiefang was beaten by his father after he was twelve years old. He was hit by three or four soles of a shoe.

"Dad, I'm just delivering the message." Yan Jiefang was beaten and ran away.

"I asked you to pass on a message." At this time, Yan Bugui moved very agilely and chased after him, but Yan Jiefang ran faster and ran out of the yard in an instant.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, who were in the back room, were just about to go to bed when they saw Yan Bugui beating a child. They looked at each other in surprise. Courtyard 95 was too horrible. A teacher actually started beating a child?

Just after six o'clock, Zhang Dabao was awakened. It was his niece Jia Jingshu who ran to his bed.

"Jingshu, did you wet the bed?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"I wet the bed and my mom beat me." Jia Jingshu came over in the morning to complain.

"Is it broken?" Zhang Dabao put on his clothes and got up.

"It wasn't damaged. I ran very fast," Jia Jingshu said proudly.

"That's right. No matter who hits you, run away quickly if you can't win." Zhang Dabao took his niece's hand and went out to wash her face and comb her hair.