Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Seventh Uncle, let's go dig wild vegetables tomorrow," Jia Dongxu came over again.

"I went to the suburbs today, and there were no wild vegetables. It's even colder in the mountains than in the suburbs. We'll see how it goes next week. Besides, will it be your turn to pick wild vegetables nearby? There are so many people digging wild vegetables," Zhang Dabao said unhappily when he saw Jia Dongxu stroking the car trunk.

"Don't you have a car now? When the weather gets warmer, we can go to Yuannian to dig shepherd's purse and put fat in it to make dumplings. It's delicious," said Jia Dongxu.

"Brother Dongxu, any dish will taste better if you put fat on it." He Yuzhu came over and interrupted Jia Dongxu.

"Silly Zhu, you are everywhere. What does it have to do with you if I talk to my seventh uncle?" Jia Dongxu said to He Yuzhu with dissatisfaction.

"I'm telling the truth, don't you think?" He Yuzhu stood on the other side of the car.

"It's bullshit, get out!" Jia Dongxu was angry.

"Let's go next week. Brother Zhuzi, if you are free, we can go together. Dongxu mentioned shepherd's purse. I really want to eat it. The wild leek is not small anymore. We can dig some and add some eggs to make big buns. They will be delicious." Zhang Dabao saw that the two had started arguing again and stopped them quickly.

"Fried eggs with wild leek are also delicious. Add some bitter vegetables, garlic and vinegar and mix them together. It can be eaten with wine." He Yuzhu happily accepted the invitation.

Zhang Dabao locked the door and walked towards the yard, followed by He Yuzhu.

"Then bring out the good wine," Jia Dongxu followed.

"Why don't you take it? If you take it, I will take it." He Yuzhu's mouth is not to be trifled with. In terms of sharp tongue, he can be ranked among the top five in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

"You bastard, you're so infuriating." Jia Dongxu didn't get any advantage and returned home angrily.

"Who was Dongxu talking to?" Zhang Cuihua was a little curious when she saw her son return to the house angrily.

"Who else? That bastard Shazhu. He runs to the backyard every day and tries to get close to my seventh uncle every day," Jia Dongxu said to his mother.

"Anyone can see that Shazhu wants to be your uncle. Can't you see it?" Zhang Cuihua asked her son.

"He is so ugly, how can he be worthy of my aunt?" Jia Dongxu said dissatisfiedly.

"He is not ugly, just a little old and not easy to dress up. He can take a shower, change into clean clothes and have a haircut, and he will be fine. He is still a young man, an eighth-level chef, and earns 37.5 yuan a month. Your aunt is a widow with a daughter. I think they are a good match," Zhang Cuihua listed the conditions of both parties and said to her son.

"I just think Shazhu is not good enough." Jia Dongxu agreed with his mother's words in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

"It's true that you don't want a person who has called you brother for twenty years to become your elder one day. What's the big deal? If Shazhu and your aunt are really together, won't we have one more relative in the courtyard, and won't we have more people to help with things? What's more, they are also in the Central Courtyard. You just can't see it. Don't you think calling others "brother" is too little?" Zhang Cuihua didn't lose her temper today, but patiently explained to Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu did not answer, but let out a long sigh. He must have taken Zhang Cuihua's words to heart.

Yi Zhonghai spent a day and a night in the factory security department yesterday. Although he did not suffer in the factory, for a person who cares a lot about his reputation, it is not a good thing to go to the security department frequently. The deaf old lady had been in trouble for several days. The valuables in her house were taken away by the police, which made his plan for many years bankrupt. He originally thought that if he could take care of the old lady, the things in her hands would naturally be his. It would also leave a good impression on the young people in the yard, so that they would know to respect the elderly and have something to look forward to when they are old. However, plans are not as good as changes. The deaf old lady turned out to be a spy? She was shot directly. It was speechless that she could be involved in such a thing.

She was something that the spy Yi Zhonghai didn't believe. No one knew the deaf old lady better than Yi Zhonghai. She was just a concubine of a wealthy businessman. In the early years, the wealthy businessman left the mainland and left her a lot of things. Courtyard No. 95 was her private property. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, in order to create a persona that supported the new society, she donated the yard. I cooperated with her a little, and she kept three rooms. The street office handled the five-guarantee household for her, so that she could have someone to rely on when she was old. She still had a box full of things in her hands. What a pity!

Tell Yi Zhonghai directly that the matter of the deaf old lady must be related to Zhang Dabao. Since he came to No. 95 Courtyard, there have been waves in the courtyard. Dongxu is his relative, and Zhuzi is also willing to be close to him, so the whole courtyard has changed.

This won't work. I originally wanted to use some tricks on him, but I didn't expect that the deaf old lady died before I took any action. I can't act rashly.

"Old Yi, eat something and go to bed early after dinner. You must not have gotten enough rest at the factory yesterday." Liu Cuiping prepared the meal.

"Let's eat. Pay attention to the backyard next time and don't get into conflicts. We can't beat him," Yi Zhonghai suddenly said while sitting at the dinner table.

"I won't mess with him. Just give up. We are so old now," Liu Cuiping persuaded Yi Zhonghai.

Her answer was a long sigh from Yi Zhonghai.

How happy I am on Sunday morning, Zhang Dabiao suddenly thought of a line from a song in the future. Riding a three-wheeled motorcycle, he arrived at the gate of Hongxing Primary School at lightning speed. Today was the time I had agreed with Wenli to deliver the photos.

To be honest, Zhang Dabiao was a little excited today and came a little early. It was not yet eight o'clock when he arrived at the school gate. There were no students in class, and teachers would not come to school if they had nothing to do. He parked the car, put the photo next to him, turned off the engine, and sat in the car with his eyes closed to rest.

At nine o'clock, Wen Li came, wearing a blue navy suit that must have been trimmed, very slim-fitting and showing her figure.

"Sister Wen, I'm here." Zhang Dabao put the bedding and other things on the passenger seat into the car, lowered the car window, and called Wen Li.

"Da Biao, you changed your car? You are quite capable." Wen Li sat in the passenger seat.

"The photos are all here, take a look." Zhang Dabao handed the paper bag containing the photos to Wen Li.

Wen Li was very happy. She opened the paper bag and started looking at the pictures one by one, commenting as she went along. Until finally she saw the picture of Tong Zhi and his female apprentice, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.

"Sister Wen, this was when I was collecting materials in front of the gate of the mining machinery factory. I saw a young couple, smiling happily, so I took the picture. This is also a beautiful scenery. You can see that they are smiling very naturally, not at all shy. I was taking the picture secretly, and they didn't notice," Zhang Dabao explained.

"Da Biao," Wen Li smiled bitterly, "I really don't know how to tell you, this man is Yanni's father, and the girl is a female worker in the factory, and she is also his apprentice. Don't you think it's interesting?"

"No way? How could big brother do this? What does he mean?" Zhang Dabao asked several questions in a row.

"I've heard about their relationship a long time ago, but I thought it was just a rumor. But now that I've seen the photos, I can't help but believe it. It doesn't matter. Our marriage may have problems in itself. We have different personalities, lifestyles, living environments, pursuits, and nothing in common. How can two people like this live together for a long time?" Wen Li said.

Zhang Dabao shook his head and said nothing.

"Whenever I have a conflict with my mother-in-law, he always thinks his mother is right. Whenever I have a little argument with him, his mother always gets involved. I've had enough of this kind of life." When Wen Li said this, tears kept flowing from her eyes.

Zhang Dabao didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to hand over the towel.

"I originally wanted to compromise for the sake of the children, but I can't do it now," Wen Li said to Zhang Dabao, pointing at the photo of Tong Zhi and his female apprentice.

Zhang Dabao was a good listener at this time. He didn't need to say anything. He just nodded when Wen Li asked him.