Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

After having dinner at Li Huaide's house, Zhang Dabao did not go anywhere else and returned to Ma Si Hutong again. Sister Qing did not come today, so he had a good rest alone.

The next day, he went to see some of his old friends. In the afternoon, he arrived at Compound No. 95. Looking at the once familiar scenery, Zhang Dabao felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, is it appropriate for you to park your car in front of the gate of the compound? When people arrive..." A very familiar voice came over.

"I'm talking to you, don't pretend you can't hear me." The voice was getting closer and closer, and the man came to Zhang Dabao.

"Sister, your voice sounds powerful and you seem to be in great health." Zhang Dabao turned around and called out "sister". This person was none other than his eldest cousin Zhang Cuihua.

“Da Biao, it’s you who don’t…” The former bully of Hongxing Street choked up when she saw the familiar face and heard the familiar voice.

"Of course it's me. I'll come back to see you first. In a few days, Dongxu's family will come back to see you," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua.

After "Da Biao" Zhang Cuihua confirmed that it was her brother, she burst into tears, as if she had endless grievances to express.

Her crying alarmed the people in Yard 95, and all the women who were at home came out. Most of them knew Zhang Dabao, but a few newly married wives did not know him.

"Sister-in-law, Aunt Zheng..." Zhang Dabao greeted the neighbors.

"Don't cry, you're making everyone laugh at you. I brought photos of Banggeng and the others and will show them to you when I get home," Zhang Dabao coaxed Zhang Cuihua.

"How tall is Banggeng? Do Xiaodang and Huaihua look like me or Huairu? Has Biantan gone to school?" Zhang Cuihua asked several questions in a row.

"Banggeng is taller than Jia Dongxu, at least 1.80 meters. He is getting married soon, and maybe he will bring his wife for you to see. Can Xiaodang and Huaihua look like you? Why are you so confident about your appearance?" Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

Zhang Cuihua looked at the photos of her children while crying, and the more she looked, the more tears she shed.

Zhang Dabao called a chef from the agency in Hong Kong because his brothers were going to bring their nephews over for dinner today. As there were so many people, they arrived at Courtyard 95 early.

He Yuzhu's family also came back. Jingshu is a grown-up girl now. She is still a little shy when she sees Zhang Dabao. However, the boys from He Yuzhu's family are more naughty than each other. Together with the children from Zhang's family, the whole yard is in chaos and very lively.

I met with my brothers and nephews and made an appointment to go back to Zhangjia Village together on Sunday. I gave gifts to every family. At around ten o'clock in the evening, everyone dispersed and No. 95 Courtyard returned to peace again.

After returning from Zhangjia Village, Zhang Dabao was in a bad mood. The day before he returned home, his sixth uncle Zhang Zhixia passed away at the age of 50. The family gathering that was originally planned turned into dealing with Zhang Zhixia's funeral. There was one more person in the family cemetery, and another of his father's brothers passed away.

My father had six uncles and brothers, and now only my fifth uncle Zhang Zhian is left, and his health is not very good. However, Zhang Zhian is very open-minded. He told Zhang Dabao that birth, aging, illness and death are God's will. If his brothers can live until liberation, raise their children and send their parents away, they have completed their mission in this world. The rest of their lives are earned. I earn more every day I live, and when I die, it will be over.

Zhang Dabao was not as open-minded as his fifth uncle, so he was in a bad mood after returning to the city.

He thought again of Yan Jingkai, who was almost eighty years old in Hong Kong and was in poor health. Yan Jingkai's biggest dream was to return to his hometown, and he couldn't let him have any regrets, so this time he didn't stay long and returned to Hong Kong, taking Yan Jingkai with him and all of Liang Ladi and Liang Aihua's children. At this time, Da Mao was already in his twenties.

"Uncle, the national policies are good now. I will take you back to see where the children are. At least they need to know where their roots are," Zhang Dabao said to Yan Jingkai.

"Okay, I miss home." Yan Jing was as happy as a child. Since he came to Hong Kong, he thought he would be alone all his life, but he met Yan Ming, who gave him eight great-grandchildren, all with the surname Yan. How could he not be happy? He thought he would never be able to go home in this life, but he didn't expect Yan Ming to think of his worries and bring him back.

Arriving at Yanjia Village, Yan Jingkai cried like a child in front of the ancestral grave. He talked a lot with his parents, and introduced Yan Ming and his eight sons to the graves of his wife and son. He also had dinner with his brothers and sisters. Yan Jingkai also stayed in his house for a day and asked his brother to record the eight great-grandsons in the family tree.

Yan Jingkai slept all night and never woke up. He finally returned home. Damao and his brothers were very sad. They loved their great grandfather the most because he always protected them and loved them from the bottom of his heart. After handling Yan Jingkai's funeral, he sent all the children back to Hong Kong.

Cultural exchanges between Hong Kong and the mainland began again. Xu Damao led a team back to China as the director of the Cultural Department, and Jia Dongxu and his family also came back with him. He came to China to make a movie, while Qin Huairu and the children came to visit relatives. Qin Jingru married in Hong Kong and did not come back this time.

After reporting to the domestic project department, Jia Dongxu took a leave and returned to Compound 95 with his wife and children.

The National Day has just passed, and the hottest news in the country now is the resumption of the college entrance examination. This is also the most discussed topic on the streets.

Zhang Cuihua was having a heated discussion with a group of old ladies at the gate of the courtyard. At this time, a car drove into Nanluogu Lane, and a group of people in bright and beautiful clothes appeared and came in front of Zhang Cuihua.

The man in the lead saw Zhang Cuihua arguing with someone, and fell to his knees, "Mom."

"Sister-in-law, it seems like she's calling you." Liu Chuncao pushed Zhang Cuihua. After retiring, Zhang Cuihua seemed to have returned to the days before she started working. She and her former rival Liu Chuncao have now become friends, and they talk about various topics together every day.

"Dongxu" Zhang Cuihua's defenses broke down. She hadn't seen her son for more than ten years. She burst into tears the moment she saw her son. She hugged her son and cried for a while, then hugged her eldest grandson, youngest grandson and two granddaughters, and finally saw her daughter-in-law Qin Huairu.

"Dongxu, I feel you have become more handsome," said Liu Chuncao.

"Aunt Liu, I have always been so handsome, but Banggeng and Biantan are more handsome than me. Where is Chang Wei? Wait until he gets off work and let him come to play with me," said Jia Dongxu.

"You're not handsome at all, but Banggeng and Biantan are really good-looking. They all take after our Zhang family. The two girls too, look just like me at first glance," Zhang Cuihua said proudly.

She held her children's hands and returned home, and the family had endless things to talk about.

The children lived with Qin Huairu for a week and then had to go back because Banggeng was now a doctor and could not stay away from work for a long time, and the children had to finish their studies. Qin Huairu and the children repeatedly invited Zhang Cuihua to live with them in Hong Kong, but Zhang Cuihua refused in the end, just hoping that the children would visit her often.

Reluctantly, Qin Huairu and the children boarded a plane to Hong Kong. After they left, Zhang Cuihua burst into tears again.