Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Can you do it?" Xu Damao urged.

"Shouldn't I think about it carefully? Now I have thought about it. My father, Jia Dongxu, is covered in green. He seals envelopes every morning and rides a bike to go everywhere in the afternoon." Banggeng sang a jingle on the spot, which shocked everyone.

"It's well written. Fifty cents per person, that's one dollar and fifty cents here. I'm giving the money to your father and ask him to save it for you," said Xu Damao.

"Give it to my dad? What's the difference between that and losing it? My dad is poorer than me. If the money is in his hands, can he still give it out? Just give it to myself," said Bang Geng.

"Aren't you afraid of losing it?" Xu Damao asked again.

"How could I lose money? I have a cabinet with a lock on it," said Bang Geng.

"It seems that your preventive measures are good." Xu Damao was a little impressed by Banggeng's wit.

"Great! How about writing another one about your grandmother? If it's good, I'll give you one dollar each," said He Yuzhu.

"Uncle, you are giving me money. My grandma treats me better than my dad. The person I admire most is my grandma," said Bang Geng.

"Banggeng and I have been close since childhood." Zhang Cuihua laughed out loud when she heard her grandson say this.

"Then it must be written better, you should think about it carefully," said He Yuzhu.

Banggeng thought about it seriously, "I started. My grandmother, Zhang Cuihua, is praised by everyone in the streets and alleys. She is 1.5 meters tall and weighs 148 kilograms. She works desperately and likes to strip people of their clothes and lock up bad guys. The leaders say she is the best."

"Banggeng, what you said is very good." Zhang Dabao and others laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs. They all praised Banggeng for his good words, and then gave everyone New Year's money.

Zhang Cuihua was also a little embarrassed by her grandson's picture-based talk, but what Bang Geng said was indeed very correct and even rhymed.

"Sister, please train Banggeng well. I feel he is smarter than Dongxu," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua.

"I have been smart since I was young. I am different from those bastards in the Jia family," Zhang Cuihua said proudly.

"Mom, I feel that Banggeng looks more like me. You always say that your grandchildren look like you, but they are all very beautiful..." Jia Dongxu was a little drunk. When he heard his mother belittle the Jia family, he wanted to refute her, but when he spoke, he suddenly felt a murderous aura.

It was Zhang Cuihua who stood beside him. "And then? Keep talking."

"I mean, both granddaughters look like you, both are beautiful. But Banggeng is a little inferior to his two sisters. They are boys, right? It doesn't matter if he doesn't look good. Someone like Zhuzi who is so ugly still found a beautiful daughter-in-law like my aunt." Jia Dongxu sobered up more than half of the time.

"After a year, Dongxu has made great progress. He can even coax his mother." Zhang Dabao laughed when he saw this scene, and then everyone laughed too.

Zhang Cuihua returned to her seat, while Jia Dongxu wiped the sweat off his forehead, thinking that it was a good thing that he changed his mind quickly, otherwise, he would be beaten by his mother again during the New Year.

It was late at night and everyone left Zhang Dabao's house and returned to their own homes to stay up until the New Year.

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches.

The year passed by unknowingly. After the New Year, Zhang Dabao knew that he should go to Hong Kong. There were many things happening there. Although he sometimes contacted Huang Xinsheng, Hu Yongjia and others, they said that nothing major had happened, but Zhang Dabao felt that there were still some things between the lines.

When you are about to leave, three, six, nine.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, all the staff of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill went to work. Zhang Dabiao went to the factory and chatted with Li Huaide for a whole morning. In the afternoon, he told his friends about his business trip. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, he took a train southward, first visited his comrades in Guangzhou, and then returned to Hong Kong.

The New Year atmosphere in Hong Kong is much stronger than in Beijing. When Zhang Dabao arrived in Hong Kong, it was already the tenth day of the first lunar month, and the streets were still very lively.

After returning to Hong Kong, he did not call Huang Xinsheng and others, but went straight to his office.

"Manager Yu, aren't you busy?" The first person Zhang Dabao saw was Yu Li.

"You're back?" Yu Li suddenly threw herself into Zhang Dabao's arms.

"Let's talk in the office?" Zhang Dabao patted her on the back. The two of them came to Zhang Dabao's office and had an in-depth conversation.

"Is there anything wrong?" Zhang Dabei put on his clothes and half-lay on the sofa.

"There must be something wrong, but they didn't tell me. I guess they were afraid that I would worry," Yu Li said to Zhang Dabao.

"Let's invite Xinsheng and Manager Hu to dinner tonight. How is Haitang now?" Zhang Dabao asked Yu Li again.

"You just think about making movies and becoming a star every day. How can it be that easy to make movies?" Yu Li said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't we just want to make movies? We will enter this industry sooner or later. Let Manager Hu find out about a small film and television company. We can just hire a director to make a few movies ourselves. There's nothing mysterious about movies," said Zhang Dabao.

"Just spoil her, or she'll get spoiled sooner or later," said Yu Li.

"Don't I spoil you? No matter what you want or what you want to do, I can satisfy you. What I said is true. I never lie to women," Zhang Dabao said to Li seriously.

"I don't like Haitang's life. It's good enough to have a store. I don't have too high aspirations," Yu Li said after thinking for a while.

"Our store now mainly serves internal guests. Brother Nan's cooking skills are good, but the dishes he makes are very time-consuming, so this store won't be big. After you train here for another half a year or so, we will open a large restaurant," said Zhang Dabao.

"Then I'll be waiting. I'll go inform Manager Huang and Manager Hu." Yu Li straightened her clothes and left Zhang Dabiao's office.

Half an hour later, Huang Xinsheng arrived.

"Freshman, did you encounter any problems?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Nothing happened that day. It's just that the monkey has been jumping around a lot these past few days. Maybe it has found a powerful backer," said Huang Xinsheng.

"How powerful is it? Did you find the British and Mao Zedong military or the government?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"We haven't figured out who it is yet, but it should be a senior government official," said Huang Xinsheng.

"It's the top government officials. They feel that Wang Hesheng and his team are developing too fast, which is not conducive to their management. So they support the monkeys to fight against us, and then they reap the benefits." Hu Yongjia came in, nodded to Zhang Dabao, and took over Huang Xinsheng's words.

"What Manager Hu said makes sense. The British and Maoists don't want to dominate the market alone. Even if they don't have an opponent, they will cultivate one for you. How are they provoking you now?" Zhang Dabao said.

"Now the monkeys cause trouble in our territory almost every day. We brothers have had several minor conflicts with them, but we were still relatively restrained. However, after the Spring Festival, they have been provoking us in more and more places," said Huang Xinsheng.