Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Dabao looked at his watch. It was almost half past five. Everyone should have left after get off work. He had a bicycle, which made it faster. He could get back in less than ten minutes, which usually took twenty minutes.

Zhang Dabao met Yan Bugui at the door, "Dabao, did you buy a bicycle?" Before Zhang Dabao could say anything, Yan Bugui spoke first.

"I didn't buy it, I borrowed it. Are you waiting for someone at the door?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Don't wait for anyone, Da Biao, you don't take good care of your bicycle. There's such a thick layer of dirt on it. Really." Yan Bugui's eyes seemed to be grown on the bicycle, touching this and wiping there.

"Teacher Yan, I'm going back first." Zhang Dabao didn't have time to let him see. He picked up his bicycle, walked over the threshold and entered the compound.

Banggeng from the middle courtyard was the first to see Zhang Dabao and the bicycle he was pushing, "Seventh Uncle, I want to ride a bicycle."

"Come on up." Zhang Dabao helped Banggeng sit on the beam. Banggeng happily held the handlebars with both hands, as if he was riding a bicycle.

"Seventh Uncle, you bought a car." Jia Dongxu also came over.

"No, I borrowed it." Zhang Dabao felt uncomfortable when he saw Jia Dongxu lowering his head and looking wretched. He was not ugly, so why did he look so uncomfortable?

Banggeng followed Zhang Dabao to the backyard, and Jia Jingshu sat in the back seat. Zhang Dabao had no choice but to push the two of them around the yard again.

After stopping the bike, Banggeng and Jingshu were still sitting on it and refused to get off. Zhang Dabao had no choice but to let Huang Xinsheng push them, because Zhang Lianhua didn't dare to push the bike, firstly for fear of falling the children, and secondly for fear of crashing the bike.

Huang Xinsheng pushed the two of them around the yard several times. Zhang Cuihua called Banggeng several times before he got off his bicycle and went home for dinner. When he got off, Jia Jingshu also got off.

Zhang Dabao went to the bathroom, washed his face, and urinated. He felt fine. At least there was no smell and no feces.

I changed my clothes and started eating.

While eating, Zhang Dabao listened to his second sister talking about what happened in the courtyard in the past three days. The biggest thing was that Liu Guangtian went to work as a handkerchief worker in the handkerchief factory run by the street committee, earning 18 yuan a month. He and his younger brother Liu Guangfu moved to the back house and started their own cooking.

"Do they have food?" asked Zhang Dabao.

"Yes, maybe not much. It should be the street office that gave them some. Second Uncle didn't give them anything. The bedding and clothes were taken out from his house by the street staff. It's outrageous," said Zhang Lianhua.

"After dinner, I'll send some food to him. Everyone has hard times. In the village, if someone splits up the family and starts a fire, the neighbors will more or less give them some food, furniture and so on. This place is not as good as our village," said Zhang Dabao.

"Yes, the people here seem fake and not sincere at all," Zhang Lianhua feels the same way.

Huang Xinsheng expressed the same feeling and suggested avoiding dealing with people in the hospital as much as possible.

"Xinsheng, some things cannot be decided just by our wishes. Can you just avoid fighting if you don't want to deal with them? Look, the people who are looking for trouble are coming." Zhang Dabao pointed, and Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui came over.

"Da Biao, are you still eating?" Yan Bugui asked with a smile outside the door.

"Yes, Teacher Yan, is there something wrong?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Zhang Dabao, three of us uncles are here and you didn't even stand up to greet us. Do you have any manners?" Before Yan Bugui could answer, Liu Haizhong got angry first.

"Welcome you? Who do you think you are? Dogs know not to come into the house when people are eating. You are worse than a dog." Zhang Dabao cursed while eating.

Liu Haizhong was angry at Zhang Dabao's words and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yi Zhonghai.

"Da Biao, the three of us came here mainly to ask about your bicycle?" Yi Zhonghai spoke.

"Is there a problem with the bicycle?" Zhang Dabao put down the bowl and stood up. With a height of 1.8 meters, he gave the three old men outside the door a strong sense of oppression.

"I mainly want to know where it comes from?" Yi Zhonghai continued to ask.

"What am I telling you? Do you have the right to ask? What are the duties of the person in charge of the hospital? Don't you know? Or are you pretending not to know?" Zhang Dabao asked Yi Zhonghai.

"No, everyone wants to know," said Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai, who are you talking about? Tell me and let him ask me. "Everyone" can't be just the three of you, right?" Zhang Dabao walked out the door.

The three people outside stepped back, "Da Biao, I don't want to know. You told me it was borrowed," Yan Bugui said quickly.

"Borrowed? From whom? Who can lend you such a valuable thing?" Liu Haizhong was obviously not satisfied with Yan Bugui's statement.

"In Liu Haizhong, how high is the sky? How wide is the earth? How deep is the sea?" asked Zhang Dabao.

"How should I know this?" Liu Haizhong was a little confused and didn't understand why Zhang Dabao asked this question.

"There are so many fucking things you don't know. What else can you do besides beating children? You can't even eat shit while it's hot. If you don't have a brain, just stay at home and don't embarrass yourself, okay?" Zhang Dabao could see that Liu Haizhong didn't have the brains. Yan Bugui didn't want to have a bad relationship with him, so it must be Yi Zhonghai's fault.

"Yi Zhonghai, if you have this much free time, why don't you stay at home and study how to have children? Do you think it's glorious to be a childless person? Thinking about this and that every day, you are bored, you are bored." After scolding Liu Haizhong, Zhang Dabao started to scold Yi Zhonghai.

The words "extinct" are probably the two most taboo words in Yi Zhonghai's world. When someone said it in public, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Zhang Dabao, we are doing this for your own good." Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale, but he still refused to accept the result.

"Do I need you to do good for me? Have you ever done anything good? You appear to be a righteous person on the surface, but a thief and a whore behind the scenes. How could I not know what kind of person you, Yi Zhonghai, are? Can't I investigate you when I move into Yard 95? Yi Zhonghai, this won't work on me. If you feel there is something wrong, go directly to the street office or the police station. Don't come here to show off. Get out!" Zhang Dabao cursed loudly.

When they came, the three uncles were aggressive and when they left, they were covered in dust, especially Yi Zhonghai, who hated Zhang Dabao to the extreme. Because Zhang Dabao touched his bottom line, he ridiculed himself in public as a family with no descendants.

Yi Zhonghai returned home without saying a word, and his wife didn't dare to ask.

When Liu Haizhong returned home, he was even more angry. Not only did he not achieve the effect he had imagined, he was also scolded. The key point was that neither of the two scapegoats were at home. So he sat there angrily and said nothing.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, He Yuzhu came back from overtime work. At the gate of the courtyard, he met Yi Zhonghai who had just returned from the toilet. "Uncle, do you know?"

"What do I know? You are the one who said this," said Yi Zhonghai.

"Zhang Dabao in our backyard is really the nephew of Deputy Director Li. This afternoon, Zhang Dabao brought back a cart of wild boars, and Deputy Director Li gave all his bicycles to Zhang Dabao," He Yuzhu said mysteriously.

Damn, this is the news. "Zhuzi, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yi Zhonghai asked He Yuzhu.

"Didn't I tell you as soon as I got back? Isn't it early enough?" He Yuzhu didn't understand why Yi Zhonghai asked this.

Yi Zhonghai felt a sweet taste in his throat at this moment, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground.

"Here you are, an old man fell down," He Yu shouted outside the door.

Yan Bugui and several people in the front yard carried Yi Zhonghai back home. They also learned from He Yuzhu that Zhang Dabao was the nephew of Deputy Factory Director Li and that Deputy Factory Director Li had given him a bicycle.