Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Dasong was so angry that he didn't go to work in the fields. No one cared about his five younger brothers. Everyone started making a carriage. Around nine o'clock, Zhang Dabao returned to the village, bringing with him two sets of carriage axles and tires.

"Da Biao, aren't you going to come back on Monday? I just started it today and can't finish it," said Zhang Dasen.

"Today we are mainly looking for our fourth uncle. Sixth brother, go and find him. I have thought of a way to get water," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Dasen.

"Is there really a way?" Zhang Dasen stood up and ran out.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Zhiling also came running over with Zhang Dasen, "Da Biao, do you really have a solution?"

"Uncle, I asked someone to buy some bamboo poles. We will drill a hole in the middle to make water pipes. We can bring water from the mountain to the village and plant the land first," said Zhang Dabao.

"It will take a lot of bamboo poles to get there, as it's almost five miles long," said Zhang Zhiling.

"We bought two large trucks, which is enough. We will build a pond at the entrance of the village and send people to check the bamboo poles every day. They are not made of iron and are prone to leaking," said Zhang Dabao.

"That's great, Da Biao. Thank you on behalf of all the men. The village will pay for the bamboo poles," Zhang Zhiling was very excited.

"Fourth Uncle, am I not a member of the Zhang family? My ancestors are also buried on the mountain. We can talk about the money later. Let's find a place to unload the truck first. The truck carrying bamboo poles will be here at ten o'clock," Zhang Dabia said to Zhang Zhiling with a smile.

The other five brothers of the Zhang family had no intention of continuing to make the carriage, so they went to the village entrance with everyone else.

Zhang Zhiling called the villagers over through the village radio. At ten o'clock, two large trucks arrived, carrying two truckloads of bamboo. The villagers of Zhangjia Village shouted happily because there was hope for their lives again.

From ten in the morning to four in the afternoon, all the laborers in the village worked together to bring water to the village entrance. At this moment, Zhang Zhiling felt like crying. The young and old in Zhangjia Village were saved.

Zhang Dabao wanted to leave after the water came, but Zhang Zhiling would not let him. He held Zhang Dabao and insisted that he eat before leaving. Faced with Zhang Zhiling's kindness, Zhang Dabao had dinner in the village. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when he returned to Yard 95.

After coming back, thinking about the heartfelt smiles of his fellow villagers, Zhang Dabao couldn't calm down for a long time. Helping others is also a merit. At this moment, Zhang Dabao's spirit was sublimated again. The skills in his body moved rapidly. By dawn, he had become a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining, and was almost at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining. He was only one step away from building the foundation.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, the biggest feeling Zhang Dabao gives to others now is elegance and free and easy, and the whole person makes people feel particularly comfortable looking at him.

"Seventh uncle, I find that you have become more handsome." This was said by the nephew Jia Dongxu who had not yet washed his face when he got up in the morning.

"Can good looks be used to make a living? You are not ugly. Have you eaten well these years? You do useless things every day. Don't you want to be a leader? Leaders always arrive at the company early. If anyone arrives at the office by clock like you, you will feel that you have suffered a great loss if you arrive one minute earlier." Zhang Dabao became angry again when he saw Jia Dongxu's look. Who would dare to use you as a leader if you look like this?

"You're still unwilling to be praised. I've decided that from today on I'm going to go to work early," Jia Dongxu said and went to the Intermediate Court.

When he arrived at the Central Courtyard, Qin Huairu had already prepared dinner, and Banggeng had gotten up and washed up. Now the whole family was waiting for him to eat.

"Mom, I found that my seventh uncle has become more handsome," Jia Dongxu said as he sat down and picked up the steamed bread.

"You will become handsome when you become a section chief. Come and eat. Steamed bread can't keep you hungry," Zhang Cuihua said to her son. He just tells the truth every day. How handsome my own brother is, how could I not know?

"I'm telling the truth," Jia Dongxu explained.

"Everyone in our Zhang family is handsome. Who among them is not handsome? They are just like those bastards in your Jia family, ugly and misshapen." Zhang Cuihua said this and saw her grandson Banggeng looking at her.

Zhang Cuihua quickly added, "Except for the sticky ones."

Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru almost choked on their porridge. You are too targeted. There are two men in the Jia family, one big and one small, and Bang Geng is not included. What does it mean? You almost mentioned Jia Dongxu's name.

"Mom, look at what you are saying." Jia Dongxu quickly finished his steamed bread, drank his porridge, said goodbye to his family and left.

Yan Jiecheng is no longer being beaten at the police station because his body cannot withstand the high intensity interrogation. After a day of interrogation, Yan Jiecheng is still a little uncomfortable. He was not beaten. What happened? Didn't they ask him if he could speak today?

"Jiecheng, you've made it through. They won't fight anymore. I have experience," Huang Defa said to Yan Jiecheng with a smile.

"Brother Huang, is this true?" Yan Jiecheng almost shed tears.

"Of course it's true, Jie Cheng, you're awesome. You didn't say anything even after being beaten for so many days. You're really great." Huang Defa once again gave Yan Jie Cheng a thumbs up.

"Brother Huang, let's not talk about this anymore. Aren't you leaving soon? How many days are left?" Yan Jiecheng quickly changed the subject.

"There are two days left. You must remember my address and come find me when you go out. I will guarantee that you will be rich and prosperous for the rest of your life," said Huang Defa.

"Definitely Brother Huang." Yan Jiecheng thanked this good brother from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Weihua was also discussing with Cao Lianbiao, "Lianbiao, let's forget about Yan Jiecheng. He can't stand being beaten again, and it would be bad if something happened."

"We won't beat him today. Is he still a man? He cries when he is beaten. There is no point in teaching such a person a lesson," said Cao Lianbiao.

"Let him rest for a few days and then go back. We don't need to add any more time. This kind of person is wasting the country's food here. We've beaten him for ten days and he should have learned his lesson," said Zhang Weihua.

Cao Lianbiao agreed and Yan Jiecheng would no longer receive special treatment.

Sunday finally arrived. Zhang Dabao and He Yushui changed into new clothes, took gifts, and went to visit Wang Xiuqin today.

"Brother Da Biao, I'm a little nervous." He Yushui said nervously as soon as he got on the motorcycle.

"Why are you so nervous? An ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law. Besides, you are not ugly." After saying this, Zhang Dabao kissed He Yushui, making He Yushui even more shy.

When they arrived at the gate of the compound, He Yushui, who was not nervous on the motorcycle, became nervous again. The compound was too awe-inspiring for ordinary people.

"I don't live here. This is just my aunt's house. Don't be afraid. I'll hold your hand." Zhang Dabao took He Yushui's hand and came to the guard post. After registering, he waited for the guard to call inside.

"Zhang Dabao, what are you doing here?" Just as the two were waiting, an unpleasant voice appeared.

"Auntie, you and I are not related at all. Is it necessary for me to tell you when I go there? Are you a police officer? You ask this and that every day?" Zhang Dabao felt a headache when he heard Bai Lu's mother's voice.

"Do you know what this place is? Is this a place you can come to?" Bai Lu's mother asked with a look of disdain.

Zhang Dabao ignored her.

"Chief Zhang, you and this girl go in. Minister Qiao is at home." The guard came over and called Zhang Dabao after finishing his phone call.

Zhang Dabao pulled He Yushui straight in.