Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

After Xu Damao comforted Lou Xiao'e, he looked at his watch and saw that it was getting late, so he went out to buy breakfast. Zhang Dabao and Lou Xiao'e were left in the room again.

"Xiao'e, you are so nice." Zhang Dabao walked over and hugged Lou Xiao'e in his arms.

Lou Xiao'e didn't say anything and hugged Zhang Dabao tightly. She could accept this situation. Her mother was a concubine who was promoted to a regular wife. The former first wife went abroad with her brothers when the country was liberated.

After a tender moment, Zhang Dashi went to the kitchen to boil some hot water for Lou Xiaoe to wash up. Xu Damao also came back with some buns. After a silent breakfast, Xu Damao took Lou Xiaoe away.

Zhang Dabao remembered that he had an appointment with Zhang Weihua from Hongxing Police Station, so he rode his motorcycle to Hongxing Police Station.

"Da Biao, if you don't come again, the guys will think you are scared," Zhang Weihua started to provoke.

"Uncle Zhang, if you say so, I will not show mercy," Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"No need to show mercy, go outside." Zhang Weihua and Zhang Dabao came to the open space in front of the kitchen, where more than a dozen young men were already waiting.

"Who will come first?" Zhang Weihua asked the young men from the police station.

"I'll do it," a young man in his twenties stood up.

"Geng Hao, please give me some advice," the young man said and rushed forward, protecting his face with his left hand and punching Zhang Dabao with his right hand.

"Too slow," Zhang Dabao said. He grabbed Geng Hao's right hand with one hand and pulled it upwards. He then kicked his leg with one foot. Geng Hao flew up. Zhang Dabao pushed forward with his other hand. Geng Hao flew out five or six meters without getting hurt, but everyone knew that he was too far away.

Geng Hao walked to the back of the team awkwardly. At this time, another young man walked out of the team, "Bao Youwei, please give me some advice." After saying that, he raised his hands above his head, one in front and one behind, and stood with his feet crossed. Zhang Dabao knew at a glance that this man had practiced before.

"I've practiced for a few years," Zhang Dabao laughed and made a side kick. Bao Youwei also saw that Zhang Dabao wanted to kick him on the left side of the face. He tried to block with his left hand, but failed and was kicked down.

"I'm far from being able to match such great power," Bao Weiyou admitted defeat immediately.

"Aren't you capable? What about your skills? If you don't agree, come out and try it yourself." Zhang Weihua got angry at the police officers, cursed them, and then disbanded the team.

"Da Biao, where did you learn Kung Fu?" Zhang Weihua asked curiously when they arrived at the director's office.

"My father taught me this. After killing so many enemies in the army, I gained my own insights," said Zhang Dabao.

"What a good seedling, it's a pity that he has to work in the supply and marketing department with such limited skills," Zhang Weihua sighed.

"What happened to Yan Jiecheng?" Zhang Dabao thought of the person who had reported him before.

"He was sentenced to twelve years in prison and was sent to the northwest yesterday. The living conditions there are not very good. His health is not good, and it is unlikely that he can come back alive," said Zhang Weihua.

"Where are his accomplices?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"Huang Defa was shot. The Wu brothers were sentenced to eight years and five years respectively. They all went to the northwest. I talked to Yi Zhonghai, but no one from the Yan family compensated him. Old Yi became lame in vain," Zhang Weihua sighed.

"It's not easy to get Yan Bugui to give you money," Zhang Dabao laughed. Zhang Weihua also thought of what Yan Bugui said when he and Cao Lianbiao went to Yan's house, and he also laughed.

The big stew that Zhang Dabao had at the police station at noon, to be honest, tasted very ordinary, but it was oily and everyone enjoyed it. Zhang Dabao carried a bundle of Erguotou from the car, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Almost every public security officer toasted Zhang Dabao and Zhang Weihua with wine. Since they couldn't beat Zhang Dabao, they wanted to beat him with wine. Zhang Weihua scolded everyone, so they wanted to get back at him with wine. As a result, Zhang Weihua was knocked down, but Zhang Dabao was fine. After dinner, he rode his motorcycle home.

"Seventh Uncle, have you been drinking?" When Zhang Dabao came back, Jia Dongxu was basking in the sun in the backyard.

"We had a competition with the police station today and had lunch there at noon," said Zhang Dabao.

"Did you win?" Jia Dongxu walked around Zhang Dabao.

"Nonsense, they are just a little stronger than you. I won the fight so they made me drink. I'll rest for a while, and you can go to Chunfeng Hutong later. There will be cooked pork and other things there. Bring them back for dinner. Here is the key to the door." Zhang Dabao instructed Jia Dongxu a few words and went back to the room to sleep.

When Jia Dongxu heard that there was pig face to eat, he could no longer keep calm and went to Chunfeng Hutong by himself. However, there was nearly a bucket of offal, which he could not carry by himself. So he went to the steel rolling mill and called He Yuzhu to go with him to get it.

"Is that it? Can't you wait until I get off work? What's the difference if I take it earlier or later? I'll have it at night anyway." He Yuzhu, who had just come out of the factory, got on Jia Dongxu's bicycle. When he heard that Jia Dongxu was looking for him because of this matter, he was furious.

"Take it back early and deal with it early. I have to go to the hospital after dinner tonight to take over for my master's wife," Jia Dongxu said to He Yuzhu with a grin.

"Why are you so greedy? Is the food in your unit not good?" He Yuzhu didn't want to talk anymore after hearing what Jia Dongxu said.

"It has some minced meat, but is it as delicious as pork? This was cooked by my seventh uncle himself. I don't know if it tastes good, but his fish is quite delicious." Jia Dongxu suddenly wanted to taste it.

While playing around, the two came to Chunfeng Hutong and took the offal. He Yuzhu sat in the back seat carrying the bucket, and the two came back.

"How many dishes do you want to cook?" Jia Dongxu asked He Yuzhu.

"Where is Da Biao?" He Yuzhu asked.

"Uncle Seventh drank some wine at the police station at noon. He had a duel with them and was defeated by him. So they had no martial ethics and forced him to drink. He fell asleep as soon as he came back. It seems he drank a lot," Jia Dongxu said proudly.

"Da Biao, you can't help but admit it, the shooter is really good." He Yuzhu also praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Silly Zhu, you'd better be nicer to my aunt in the future, otherwise I won't stop you if your seventh uncle beats you up," Jia Dongxu took the opportunity to threaten He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. He thought, I am just called Shazhu, but I am not stupid. Don’t I know how powerful Zhang Dabiao is? Am I not good to my wife and waiting for my brother-in-law to beat me up? We all live in the same courtyard, and he has a bad temper. Do I dare to provoke him?