Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

The news that Zhang Cuihua was going to work in the factory spread in the No. 95 courtyard. Yan Bugui in the front yard almost popped his eyes out with jealousy. Why did the good things happen to the Jia family? There were three adults in her family, and they all had jobs. There were six people in my family, and my two sons were and years old, so why didn't they get jobs? Yan Bugui was so angry that he went to the street office to find out the situation.

"Director Wang, our children are grown up now, and they need to work the most," Yan Bugui said with a look of grievance.

"Old Yan, there are many people who are unemployed now, and there are many families in financial difficulty than yours. Don't you know how many jobs there are in the street office?" There are many people looking for jobs now, and Wang Xiuqin has no good feelings towards these people. She doesn't try to find a solution and asks the street office every day, "Are jobs in the street office falling from the sky?"

"Director Wang, Zhang Cuihua is so old and can get a job in the factory, but my Jie Cheng, who is 20 years old, can't get a job?" Yan Bugui said.

"Who's entering the factory?" Wang Xiuqin was a little surprised when she heard Zhang Cuihua's name.

"Zhang Cuihua, Jia Dongxu's mother, is already 47 years old." Yan Bugui looked at Director Wang carefully. He certainly knew that Director Wang was Zhang Dabao's aunt and had a somewhat indirect relationship with the Jia family.

"Yan Bugui, let me tell you, I didn't know about Zhang Cuihua joining the factory. I know you want to say that I am Dabao's aunt and have some relationship with the Jia family. I want to tell you that this was not arranged by me. There is no position on the street. If you are not satisfied, you can go to the district to sue me. Now please get out." Wang Xiuqin was angry. This old man Yan has a lot of ideas, and you can't tell.

"Director Wang, I didn't mean that. I just wanted to ask." Seeing that Director Wang was angry, Yan Bugui quickly explained.

"Get out!" Wang Xiuqin stood up.

"Don't be angry, I'm just asking." Yan Bugui walked out of Wang Xiuqin's office and carefully closed the door for her.

On the afternoon of the day that Yan Bugui went to the neighborhood office, Wang Xiuqin came to Yard 95. Zhang Dabao's wolfskin mattress was ready, so Wang Xiuqin brought it to him and also brought the money from selling wolf meat.

"Da Biao, what's going on with your elder sister Zhang Cuihua? Is she going to work in the factory too?" Wang Xiuqin asked her nephew after sitting down.

"Isn't Dongxu unhappy working at the steel rolling mill? A few days ago, Yu Sinian's grandson fell into the water and I pulled him out. He wanted to repay me. It happened that the child's grandmother worked in the personnel department of Dongcheng Post Office, so she recruited Dongxu. The work position in the factory was vacant, and my eldest sister was willing to go," Zhang Dabao briefly explained to his aunt.

"I thought so. Yan Bugui even went to the neighborhood office to ask for a job for his son. Implicitly, he was saying that I abused my power for personal gain and arranged the job for Zhang Cuihua. I was so pissed off," Wang Xiuqin thought about it and was still angry.

"They don't know the real situation. They can't stand it when they see others have something they don't have. They don't know how much others have paid. This is the nature of some of us. We laugh at others who don't have and are afraid of others who have. We can't be angry with such people." Zhang Dabao hurriedly persuaded his aunt.

"I'm not really angry. In fact, the city is undergoing a major downsizing. The country is going through a difficult period, and almost all units are not recruiting. The internal positions are not enough, so how can we possibly recruit more from outside? Dabiao, you have to stop living here. The people in this courtyard are not good. The small courtyard that Ding Youzhi compensated you with is empty. If you have any problem, go there," said Wang Xiuqin.

"Aunt, it's too lonely for me to live alone in a courtyard. You don't like that kind of life, but I prefer it to be more lively. No matter how bad the people here are, can they be worse than the deaf old lady? By the way, what should we do with her house?" Zhang Dabia asked.

"There is no comment yet from above, so it should have been sold. You have enough houses, so stop thinking about it," said Wang Xiuqin.

"I won't buy it. Three people from the Jia family are working now, and they are the ones who want to buy it. My eldest sister asked about it yesterday," said Zhang Dabao.

"Zhang Cuihua wants to buy it, so let me ask her. It's the market price. No one can afford it," Wang Xiuqin said to Zhang Dabao.

"She has some money. Yi Zhonghai told Jia Dongxu that he would give a part of it for buying a house. If it is still not enough, let me pay it first," Zhang Dabao said to Wang Xiuqin with a smile.

"Will Yi Zhonghai be willing to give money to Jia Dongxu?" Wang Xiuqin was a little skeptical.

"Why should I be reluctant? Jia Dongxu said he would provide for their retirement," Zhang Dabao laughed.

"I thought so. Lao Yi is a man who won't show his true colors until he takes out money. There must be something wrong with him," Wang Xiuqin also laughed.

When Zhang Dabao sent Wang Xiuqin out of the hospital, he saw the third aunt Yang Ruihua. She was talking to the eldest son Yan Jiecheng. It seemed that Yan Jiecheng wanted money, but his mother refused to give it. He said that he couldn't find a wife without money.

Looking for a wife, right? I have to find one for you. It's because your father is so enthusiastic about looking for a job in the street office.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dabao did not go home, but went out of the yard and found the most famous matchmaker on the street, Aunt Zhao. He gave Aunt Zhao five dollars and told her his request.

"Dongxu's uncle, this is not good. It will affect my reputation." Aunt Zhao was a little hesitant.

"What's wrong with that? You are all unmarried young people. I'll give you another five yuan. When you go to Yan's house, bring some fruit and eat it yourself. They may not pour you water," said Zhang Dabao.

"I can't drink the Yan family's water. It's too difficult to make money from Yan Laokou. Don't worry, Dongxu's uncle, I will definitely get this done," Aunt Zhao took another five yuan and said with a smile.

"Aunt Zhao, this has to be done at night when our hospital is most crowded. I'll send you some mutton the next day and you can stew it for nourishment when you go back." Zhang Dabao was very happy to see that the matter was settled.

"Da Biao, I've been waiting for your mutton. I'll go tonight. I'll bring Liu Chuncao with me so that I'll have a helper in case Yang Ruihua wants to beat me." Aunt Zhao was very satisfied with the deal.

Zhang Dabao rode his motorcycle and returned to Yard 95 singing a little tune.

At 95: in the evening, Aunt Zhao, the most famous matchmaker on the street, came to Courtyard , and Liu Chuncao came with her.

"Auntie Zhao, who are you here to propose marriage to in our yard?" As soon as Yan Bugui saw the two people enter the yard, he stopped Auntie Zhao.

"Zhang Cuihua, your sister Liu is here, come out and greet her quickly!" Liu Chuncao shouted as soon as she entered the yard.

Zhang Cuihua was particularly sensitive to the voice of her old rival, so she gave the child to Jia Dongxu and went to the front yard to fight. When the two met, they were extremely jealous and greeted each other's parents first. When they quarreled, everyone in the yard came to the front yard to watch the fun.

"Zhang Cuihua, wait a minute, I'm going to the toilet and will be back soon. Don't go. If you leave, I will fuck the Jia family's ancestors for eighteen generations," Liu Chuncao said to Zhang Cuihua, covering her stomach.

"I run away? Liu Chuncao, I was afraid you would run away. Come back quickly, I still have to cook for the children." Of course Zhang Cuihua could not show weakness.

"Teacher Yan, congratulations to you," Aunt Zhao's voice suddenly rang out.

"What good news do I have? Are you arranging a marriage for our child? That's great." Yan Bugui finally understood.