Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Dabao, He Yuzhu and He Yushui set out early in the morning. Beijing is about 160 kilometers away from Baoding. In the new century, it would take more than an hour to get there by highway, but there is no highway now.

The road condition is pretty good in China, but it still took more than three hours to reach Baoding city.

"What's the address on the letter?" Zhang Dabao asked He Yushui.

"It's Baoding No. 3 Textile Factory." He Yuzhu and He Yushui are both feeling particularly nervous.

"Let's go to his workplace to find him. Don't be nervous, we just come to see him. If he lives well here, let him stay. If he is not happy here, we will take him back. My yard in Chunfeng Hutong is still vacant," Zhang Dabao comforted the two.

After asking two people, the three of them arrived at the gate of Baoding No. 3 Textile Factory.

After the car stopped, Zhang Dabao walked to the guard post. At this time, the letter of introduction in his hand was changed to one from the Dongcheng Branch of the Beijing Public Security Bureau. "Hello, comrade, this is my letter of introduction. I'm here to find Comrade He Daqing from your unit to inquire about something." Zhang Dabao handed over the letter of introduction.

"He Daqing is in trouble?" A man who looked like a leader came out from the security department.

"No, I'm here to assist in investigating something." Zhang Dabao saluted and lit a cigarette for the other party.

"That's good. Lao He's hometown is where you are. I thought he had committed a crime." said the young leader.

"There is an elderly person in our nursing home who has a problem. There are some prohibited items at home. We are investigating her social relations." Zhang Dabao knew that the other party wanted to know the truth, so he revealed a little.

When he heard that it was an investigation into social relations, the other party smiled, called the logistics department, and asked He Daqing to come to the security department.

About twenty minutes later, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes appeared. His clothes were shiny and oily. "Chief Liu, who's looking for me?"

"Old He, this person is from the Dongcheng Branch of the Beijing Public Security Bureau. He wants to know some information from you." Section Chief Liu pointed at Zhang Dabao.

"From the Public Security Bureau?" He Daqing was a little nervous.

"Master He, did you used to live in No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, Hongxing Street?" Zhang Dabao asked.

He Daqing nodded.

"Chief Liu, I would like to ask Master He to come into the car and talk for a few words," Zhang Dabao said to Chief Liu.

"Go ahead, Lao He, and cooperate well with our comrades in Beijing," said Section Chief Liu.

He Daqing nervously got on the pickup truck on the side of the road. When he got in, he saw two familiar yet unfamiliar faces in front of him.

"Zhu Zi, Yu Shui, is that you?" He Daqing was excited.

"Dad..." He Yushui could no longer control the longing in her heart. She grabbed He Daqing's hand and burst into tears.

"My daughter..." He Daqing also cried.

He Yuzhu was also wiping away tears.

The father and his two sons cried for about ten minutes. Zhang Dabiao came over to persuade them, "Uncle He, this is not the place to talk. Can we find a place to talk?"

"Okay, I'll go ask for leave." He Daqing got out of the car, wiped his tears, and came to the Security Department.

"Chief Liu, let me call our director." After getting Chief Liu's permission, He Daqing called for leave, walked out of the factory, got in the car, and brought the three of them to a small courtyard. Although it was called a small courtyard, there were only four rooms, two in the north, and two side rooms, one in the east and one in the west.

"This is a quiet place where I can hide. It's a bit messy." He Daqing let the three people into the house.

Zhang Dabao took a look and found that it was not just a little messy, it was extremely messy. It was a mess everywhere and there was no place to sit.

He Daqing rolled up the things on the chair and bed and threw them outside, then wiped the dirt off the chair with his sleeve.

"Uncle He, didn't I hear that you were married?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Yes, I'm married. Sometimes when I work overtime or feel bad, I will stay here for a day or two," He Daqing smiled awkwardly.

"Zhu Zi, is this your friend?" He Daqing asked He Yuzhu.

"This is Yu Shui's boyfriend. He is the head of the Supply and Marketing Department of our factory. After his demobilization, he was assigned to our courtyard and lives in the backyard. He is the uncle of Jia Dongxu of the Intermediate Court and the younger brother of Zhang Cuihua," He Yuzhu introduced Zhang Dabao.

"Yu Shui's partner? Yu Shui has also grown up..." He Daqing sighed.

"Zhu Zi, you are not married yet?" He Daqing asked He Yuzhu again.

"I plan to get married in the fall. My partner is Da Biao's second sister, who is a warehouse keeper in our factory. We came to see you this time to tell you about the situation," He Yuzhu said to his father.

"Dad, why did you come here?" He Yushui couldn't understand.

"I have my own difficulties. There is a problem with our family background. I am not a hired farmer. Think about it, when Zhuzi was a child, he sold buns on the street. How could we be hired farmers?" said He Daqing.

"Someone threatened you?" Zhang Dabao said.

He Daqing lowered his head heavily. It seemed that Zhang Dabao was right.

"The deaf old lady? Or Yi Zhonghai?" Zhang Dabao asked He Daqing again.

"The deaf old lady is the concubine of a wealthy man. I believe she knew him before. Courtyard 95 used to belong to her. But after the liberation, she cleaned up her name and donated the house. I didn't do that. I just forged my identity. She asked me to leave, and if I didn't, she would report me. So I didn't dare to stay in the capital," said He Daqing.

"The deaf old lady was shot. She was a spy," said He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu never thought that the reason why his father ran away would be like this, nor did he think that the deaf old lady was the one who forced his father away.

"She is a spy?" He Daqing was also surprised.

"Isn't it? There is a radio, guns, and a lot of property in the house," said He Yuzhu. At this time, his heart was full of resentment towards the deaf old lady.

"Does Lao Yi pay you on time?" He Daqing asked He Yushui.

"Yes, it was given. It was given together this year. We all thought that the post office had embezzled it, but we didn't expect that it was a rich man who took it." He Yushui is not He Yuzhu, she understands everything.

"This beast!" He Daqing was angry.

"Don't be angry, he is a cripple now, and he has applied for aid," He Yuzhu advised his father.

"Become a cripple? Go to help with construction?" He Yuzhu's words directly overturned He Daqing's impression of Yi Zhonghai.

"Yes, the eldest son of Yan Bugui's family in our hospital was beaten by Yan Jiecheng, which scared him so much that he applied for aid and I heard that he went to the southwest," He Yuzhu explained.

He Daqing's three views were directly and severely impacted. The things in the courtyard were too unpredictable.