Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Da Biao, are you asleep?" Zhang Cuihua knocked on the door and came in.

"Sister, come here, I'm not asleep yet." Zhang Dabao got up from the bed and went to the living room outside. In fact, it was okay not to light the stove now, but the room was a bit cold, so Zhang Dabao kept the stove lit. He planned to put out the fire after the Qingming Festival.

"Da Biao, are you going back home for Qingming Festival?" Zhang Cuihua asked her brother when she saw him coming out of the inner room.

"Of course I have to go back when I'm in China. What's wrong? Do you miss Brother Youfu again?" Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Why do I miss him? I didn't expect that life is so good now. Youfu was an unlucky man. He has been dead for so many years. Now Dongxu has become a cadre. I just want to talk to him during the Qingming Festival and ask him to bless my family with health," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Okay, I'll send you to Brother Shitou then. Do you think Brother Youcai's life will be better after he changes his name?" Zhang Dabao laughed out loud.

"It's all that bastard Jia Dongxu's fault. He told his third uncle nicely that the name was bad, and Youcai really believed it. He even asked the elders to testify and changed the name he had used for decades," Zhang Cuihua said angrily.

"Will Dongxu go back with you?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Cuihua again.

"He is not free, so I will take Banggeng with him. Banggeng is eight years old now. He should know where his roots are and where my ancestors are buried," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Banggeng is the eldest grandson of your branch. Shouldn't you go back and take a look? What day is today? The day after tomorrow is Qingming Festival? Time flies so fast. Let's go together that morning. Will Shoucheng and Shouan go to visit our eldest brother's grave?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Dasong passed away last year. Here we have to visit graves within three years one day in advance. They will definitely go. Shoucheng has a horse carriage, and they will go together. I saw Dasong's wife today, and she told me..." Zhang Cuihua thought of her brother Zhang Dasong who passed away last year, and couldn't help crying.

"Isn't Shouan going to get married? Have you set a date?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"We haven't booked it yet. You brothers should discuss it and book it during the Qingming Festival. I heard from Dasong's wife that we shouldn't have a big wedding. First, Dasong just passed away, and second, everyone is in a difficult situation now. It will be enough for our family and in-laws to have a meal together," said Zhang Cuihua.

"That's good. Do you want to get married in the village, sister-in-law?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"It's not in the village, it's in the courtyard next door. They come to our courtyard for dinner. There are only three rooms for three of them, so they can't move out," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Okay, we have more space here, we can let Dongxu and Zhuzi cook and we can just entertain ourselves," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao, is Huairu going to be transferred to our unit?" Zhang Cuihua asked.

"It doesn't matter if we don't transfer now. Minister Tang and Vice Minister Shi of the Ministry of Machinery Industry have visited the other party's family. If that kid continues to talk nonsense, we won't be polite," said Zhang Dabao.

"I also think that this child needs to be taken good care of. He should not act recklessly just because his family has some power. Fortunately, there is a judge. It is better for Huairu not to be transferred. After all, the neighborhood committee is an agency, a first-level government agency. No matter how good our unit is, it is still a factory," said Zhang Cuihua.

"I didn't expect you to have such an understanding? It's really impressive." Zhang Dabao laughed. If anyone says that Zhang Cuihua is brainless, I will let Jia Dongxu spit shit in his face.

"I am also a cadre now, a section-level cadre, higher than my fourth uncle who is the village chief," Zhang Cuihua said proudly.

"You're awesome, okay?" Zhang Dabao laughed out of anger. He didn't expect that Zhang Cuihua was so obsessed with officialdom.

"Da Biao, it seems that your wedding has to be held in a grand manner. Can it be held in our courtyard?" Zhang Cuihua turned the topic to Zhang Da Biao again.

"If it can't be done in the house, we can do it in the yard. My cousin has taken care of this for me. Uncle Xu has already organized people. I don't have to worry about anything except preparing meat, fish and other food," said Zhang Dabao.

"My cousin is so nice." Zhang Cuihua said enviously.

"There are some things you don't understand. Go back and have a rest. You still have to go to work tomorrow." Zhang Dabao sighed and ended today's topic.

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Zhang Dabao walked out of the yard and came to where An Chunyang lived. He waited for An Chunyang to go to work in the alley on the side.

After a long wait, An Chunyang came out, opened the car door and got in. At this time, Zhang Dabao suddenly jumped into the car, knocked An Chunyang unconscious with one hand, put him on the back seat and let him lie down. He drove his jeep on the road and drove very fast all the way.

Seeing Xiao Yuanfang riding a bicycle to work at the intersection where Xiao Yuanfang worked, Zhang Dabao stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed straight towards Xiao Yuanfang. Xiao Yuanfang did not react at all and was knocked out more than ten meters. Before everyone could react, Zhang Dabao put An Chunyang in the driver's seat, opened the car door, and jumped into the sky.

Some people below seemed to see someone flying in the sky, but when they looked up, they saw nothing and thought it was an illusion. Since the accident happened not far from the entrance of the supply and marketing department, the security guards of the supply and marketing cooperative rushed over immediately, and a staff member notified the leader, who immediately dispatched the unit's vehicle to send Xiao Yuanfang to the hospital and reported the matter to the nearby police station.

"Traffic accident? Are you kidding? Where is the car? Are you blind?" When the supply and marketing cooperative came to report the case, the police didn't believe it at all. After repeated confirmation, they believed that it was a traffic accident. The director brought two police officers to the scene of the accident.

"Isn't this Deputy Director An's car?" The director recognized that this was the car of his leader's leader. His first reaction was that Director An's car had been stolen.

"Director An is in the car." A policeman saw An Chunyang still unconscious in the driver's seat and reported to the director.

"Who did you hit?" The director trembled a little as he spoke.

"He knocked Minister Xiao's youngest son flying at least ten meters away. I think he's in serious condition," the security guard of the supply and marketing cooperative said to the director.

"That's not right? Deputy Director An is Minister Xiao's brother-in-law. Do you mean that Deputy Director An hit his nephew?" The director asked the security guard.

"Is this his uncle? So cruel? We all saw it. The car drove straight over without any signs of braking. It only stopped after it hit Xiao Yuanfang. However, he also fainted. He might have hit his head on the steering wheel in front," the security guards gave their analysis.

The director of this supply and marketing cooperative is a cousin of Minister Xiao's hometown. He usually turns a blind eye to his nephew's behavior. Unexpectedly, his nephew was hit by a car just a few days after he started working on time. How can he explain to his brother that his nephew got into trouble here?