Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Wenli is a person with very high living standards. She likes to wear beautiful clothes, appreciate famous places of interest, like Western novels, and even more like a romantic life.

Today, Wenli came to the department store to buy some office supplies with other teachers from the school. After the task was completed, she looked at the time and saw that there was no class to go back, so she asked her colleagues to leave and stayed to shop in the department store. The Seagull camera is something she has been eyeing for a long time, but she can't afford it. Wenli also wants to own a Seagull camera to keep her most beautiful side. Every time she comes to the department store, she will look at this counter for a long time. There are also people buying cameras, all of which are bought for the unit. Hongxing Primary School also has one. When there are some activities, the leaders will arrange for them to take pictures, but they can't take pictures for themselves. Today, I saw a young man bought a camera and started studying it at the door. It must not be bought for the unit. I also saw him reading the manual, which means he is a novice, so Wenli came over to ask.

Unexpectedly, she and he had a mutual acquaintance, and their relationship became closer. Wen Li installed batteries and put film in the camera, taught Zhang Dabao how to adjust the focus, and asked Zhang Dabao to practice in front of the department store.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Wen. Come here and let me take a picture of you." Zhang Dabao learned how to do it, and asked Wen Li to come over and take the picture.

Wen Li did not hesitate to do so. She adjusted her clothes and posed for her best look. Zhang Dabao took pictures of her with his camera.

"Teacher Wen, a few more?" Zhang Dabao did not put away the camera. He could see that Wen Li liked taking photos very much. She was good-looking, so she could be a model for him.

"Is it okay?" Wen Li ran over happily.

“Of course, I can find such a beautiful motorcycle somewhere. You tell me the place. The light is good now, let’s take a few more pictures,” Zhang Dabao answered very affirmatively.

"Let's go to Tiananmen Square. I've always wanted to take a picture there. It's about two kilometers away from here. We can walk there in ten minutes or so," Wen Li said eagerly.

"Come on, I'll take you on my bike. It's too tiring to walk." Zhang Dabao also wanted to check in at Tiananmen Square, so he pushed out the bike. Wen Li sat on the back seat and grabbed Zhang Dabao's clothes with one hand.

Then, they both checked in at several places including Tiananmen Square, the Monument to the People's Heroes, and the Great Hall of the People.

The sky gradually darkened and it was no longer appropriate to take pictures.

After half an afternoon, the two had become quite familiar with each other.

"Sister Wen, to express my gratitude to you, I'd like to treat you to dinner tonight," said Zhang Dabao.

"I should be the one thanking you, but I don't have much money today, so I may not be able to treat you," Wen Li said with her head down.

"It doesn't matter who treats whom. Today I'll treat you first. Let's go eat Peking duck." Zhang Dabao made the decision and took Wen Li to Quanjude.

While eating, the two talked about topics such as photography, travel, and even discussed Western literature. As a senior Internet enthusiast in later generations, Zhang Dabao's views were sharp and directly shocked Wen Li.

"Da Biao, you are a retired soldier, but you don't look like one. You seem to be very knowledgeable," Wen Li asked.

"Learning never ends, as long as you live. When I was in the army, I also used my spare time to study because I was afraid that one day there would be no war, so I wanted to adapt to the society as quickly as possible," Zhang Dabao explained.

"That's very well said. I also like reading, but I only like novels. I can't finish reading books that increase knowledge," said Wen Li.

"You can learn from reading any book. Don't novelists write based on real life? Reading books from ancient times can help us understand the history of that time. Reading foreign books can help us understand their living habits and customs. All the knowledge we acquire subtly enters our brains." Zhang Dabao is very understanding.

After dinner, "Sister Wen, where is your home? I'll take you back."

"Let's go to Mashi Hutong. My daughter is still with my parents," Wen Li said.

"Is my brother-in-law on a business trip?" Wen Li got on the bicycle and the two began chatting.

"I'm not on a business trip. We just had a fight a few days ago." Wen Li fell silent after saying that. She didn't want to talk about her family.

Ma Shi Hutong is about three kilometers away from here and can be reached in more than ten minutes.

"Da Biao, when you have developed the photos, please inform me at school. I can't give you the film and money for developing the photos until next month," Wen Li said after getting off the car.

"Don't mention money. Didn't I not pay you to be a model? I'll come to find you at school after the photos are developed. You still have a few films. I finished taking the photos these two days. It will take about five to ten days to develop them. I'll send them to you next Sunday." Zhang Dabao and Wen Li set a time and rode their bikes back to Compound No. 95.

When I returned to the yard, I found that He Yuzhu and He Yushui were also there. Zhang Lianhua and Huang Xinsheng were sitting on one side, but Jia Dongxu, a regular visitor, was not there.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Dabao took off his gloves, took off his coat and put it aside, then sat down at the table.

"I've eaten a long time ago," He Yuzhu said.

"Is there something wrong? Why aren't you talking?" Zhang Dabao was very surprised.

"Brother, the old lady next door talked about my second sister tonight. She told her not to seduce Brother Zhuzi?" Huang Xinsheng spoke.

"Ha" Zhang Dabao laughed out loud, "Who is she? Zhuzi, what do you think?" Zhang Dabao asked He Yuzhu.

"I won't listen to her. We are not related to each other. What does her have to do with me finding a wife?" He Yuzhu expressed his attitude.

"Second sister, what did she say?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Lianhua again.

"She told me not to look for the pillar, saying that I was unlucky and that I was a widow. She was meddling too much," Zhang Lianhua was a little angry.

"She is also a widow, and her family has no descendants. Do you know why he doesn't let Zhuzi find a wife?" Zhang Dabao asked the people at the scene.

No one understands.

"For the sake of old age, if Zhuzi doesn't get married, both her and Yi Zhonghai will be able to take better care of them. But if Zhuzi gets married and has a wife and children, will he be closer to his own children or to the neighbor old lady and Yi Zhonghai?" Zhang Dabao gave the answer.

"Doesn't the uncle want Brother Dongxu to take care of him in his old age?" He Yushui asked.

"Dongxu has a mother, and he listens to her quite well. What if my eldest sister doesn't want to? Have you ever thought about it? Zhuzi is different. He has a father, which is the same as not having one. He Daqing is not here. It's not that they don't want you to get married, they just don't want you to have children. They want you to be a childless person like them. Zhuzi, have you ever thought about this? You have been on at least twenty blind dates over the years, if not thirty, so why didn't any of them work out? What you said tonight was quite manly. Go back and think about what I said. As long as you are willing and my second sister is willing, the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai are not worth mentioning." Zhang Dabao didn't say much, but the content almost made He Yuzhu's computer freeze. The amount of information was too much.

He Yuzhu had a severe headache and was helped back home by He Yushui.