Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

"This matter happened 17 or 18 years ago!"

The third uncle was interrupted by Xu Damao just as he began to speak.

"Uncle San, haven't the people in our courtyard only moved in a few months ago? How come you and Yida and Bu Yi Zhonghai have known each other for so long?"

When Xu Damao heard Zheng Guo call him that, he thought it was a good idea and immediately changed his words.

Anyway, he also felt that Yi Zhonghai was not worthy of being the boss of the hospital.

Zheng Guo nodded, Xu Damao was right.

The third uncle rolled his eyes at Xu Damao. He hated being interrupted when he was speaking. It was just like being in class. His train of thought would be interrupted when someone interrupted him.

Xu Damao grinned, "Uncle, please continue!"

The third uncle cleared his throat and said, "I was a neighbor of Yi Zhonghai at that time.

At that time, we rented a large compound in Siping Lane!"

"Uncle, that's so far from here and from the city!"

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he immediately shut up, but in return he got a cold eye from the third uncle.

“That was 3-3, or 3-4.

Yi Zhonghai had been married for only one or two years when he suddenly fell seriously ill one day.

Your aunt immediately went to see a doctor, and it took a long time to cure her illness.

Afterwards, people in the courtyard spread the news that Yi Zhonghai had contracted a serious disease after going to the Bada Hutong.

And after that, your aunt didn't get pregnant for many years.

I guess the reason why Yi Zhonghai became extinct is because of this!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

When Xu Damao heard the third uncle finish speaking, he couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

Zheng Guo was also laughing. He didn't expect that the moral saint Yi Zhonghai was actually an old wanderer.

"Keep your voice down, you two bastards!"

The third uncle blew his fingers and looked out the window, and said nervously: "If you spread this, Yi Zhonghai will kill me!

My two little ancestors, you must remember not to spread this matter!"

The third uncle actually regretted drinking cat urine. He didn't even have the self-control to do that and told the two younger ones about it.

"Okay, haha..."

The more Zheng Guo thought about it, the more interesting it became.

From now on, it will be no problem to control Yi Zhonghai, provided that Xu Damao does not disclose this matter to others.

"Da Mao, you can laugh, but don't mention this anymore.

If you spread the news, Yi Zhonghai will be ashamed and will come after your family to fight!"

The third uncle quickly agreed, “Yes, Damao, Xiao Zheng is right.

If this gets out, it will be a big deal.”

Xu Damao stopped laughing. He was just thinking about going back and telling his father.

After listening to his buddy's advice, hey, when he thought about it, it was really true.

"okay, I get it!"

"By the way, Third Uncle, I have a question for you!"

"Stop, stop, my dear little ancestor, please don't ask any more questions, okay?"

At this moment, the third uncle was really scared.

"Uncle, you are a teacher, so your conditions should not be bad, and you are a local.

How come you started renting a house when you were three years old?"

"Oh, this! Hey..."

The third uncle's expression immediately darkened.

"Yes, Uncle San, tell us about your story as well. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, teachers' salaries were not low.

Why don't you rent a house?"

The third uncle did not answer the two of them. Instead, he filled his own glass with wine, drank it in one gulp, and then filled it up again and drank it all.

He drank three cups in a row before he slowly spoke.

“Well, my ancestors were also a family of scholars, but when it came to my father’s generation, he smoked opium and not only did he lose all his money, but he also owed a lot of debts.

In the end, the old man just walked away and disappeared.

The result was a lot for me.

It took me many years to pay off the debt.

Oh... my life is so miserable, so miserable!"

As he spoke, the uncle's eyes became red and filled with tears. He was definitely very sad.

Seeing this, Zheng Guo hurriedly comforted him: "Third uncle, it's all my fault for not knowing how to handle things. I have exposed your scars. I will punish myself by drinking three cups!"

After saying this, Zheng Guo took the initiative to drink three cups.

Xu Damao followed suit and punished himself by drinking three cups.

The third uncle was in a better mood now, and sighed, "Ah, I can't blame you guys.

Life is not easy for human beings.

You will know when you get older.

To be honest, if Xiao Zheng hadn't asked this, I would have really forgotten about it.

Okay, that’s all. People, no matter whether they are good or bad, should never forget their roots.

I haven’t burned paper for my ancestors for many years. This Qingming Festival, I must go and see my disappointing father and my mother! "

“What the Third Uncle said makes sense.

Come, let's do one together to pay tribute to our ancestors!"

"Come on, keep going!"

At this moment, the third uncle took the initiative. After a while, he got drunk and laid down on the table.

Xu Damao chuckled and scolded the third uncle for such a small amount.

Didn't he notice that his eyes were already blurry?

Zheng State is in a relatively better situation.

"Come on, let's help Uncle San back home first, so he won't vomit in my room later!"

"Hahaha, good!"

Xu Damao stood up shakily, and together with Zheng Guo, he helped the third uncle back home.

This caused the three aunts to complain.

They said there was a class tomorrow and if you were late you would be fined.

Zheng Guo turned around and left, but as soon as they left the third uncle's house, they heard the third aunt's roar.

"Yan Bugui, if you vomit on the kang, how can our family sleep?

Jie Cheng, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and get the basin..."

Zheng Guo hurriedly pulled Xu Damao to the central courtyard, and then he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I am too wise.

So Zheng Guo looked at Xu Damao and said, "Okay, Damao, let's stop drinking here today and drink again another day.

You should go back too, or you'll vomit at my house, and I'll have nowhere to sleep!"

Xu Damao got angry when he heard this and stammered, "Don't worry, brother, I just had a great time drinking, let's continue drinking.

There's no more wine. I'll go buy two more bottles.

There is no meat left. I will go buy some more meat!"

Zheng Guo shook his head. This kid was fine just now. At least he didn't have a lisp when speaking.

But with the cold wind blowing like that, he should be about to fall down.

Besides, when people drink too much, they talk a lot of nonsense and become very clingy.

Zheng Guo doesn't want to be bothered.

"Okay, next time is next time, why are you saying such harsh words!"

After saying that, Zheng Guo dragged Xu Damao directly to the backyard.

When he arrived at Xu Damao's house, Zheng Guo knocked twice and immediately left.

That night.

Under the anesthesia of alcohol, Zheng Guo slept particularly soundly.

The next day, the rooster of Old Xu's family once again opened the curtain of a new day with its crowing.

At that time, the third uncle was at home. His throat was dry and his whole body was in great pain. He then opened his eyes, shook his head, and his head hurt.

"Water, I want to drink water!"

When the uncle saw that the aunt didn't move, he poked her. The aunt woke up and said angrily, "What are you doing? You've been making a fuss and vomiting all night, can't you let me sleep a little longer?

If you want to drink water, pour it yourself!"

The third uncle shook his head and thought about what happened last night.

Yes, I went to Xiao Zheng’s house to drink, and so did Xu Damao.

There are pig heads and duck meat, which taste delicious.

But I couldn’t remember the three uncles behind me at all.

He was sure it was a fragment.

Uncle Three poked Aunt Three again, "My dear, how many times did I vomit last night? How many times was it?"

"Stop arguing, it's annoying.

Who remembers how many times you vomited? I just remember you crying out in pain and vomiting bile!"

"Oh! What?"

A frustrated expression immediately appeared on the third uncle's face.

Doesn't that mean that you vomited all the meat you ate last night?

"Damn it, I am such a poor man!"

Zheng Guo also got up early and felt refreshed.

Zheng Guo estimated that it would take only a few days before he had to go back to work.

You need to buy some spare clothes and shoes.

It's not good to always wear the original host.

In this way, Zheng Guo rode his bike to Dazhalan, the most prosperous street in Kyoto, and spent more than 800,000 yuan to buy three sets of clothes, both inner and outer, as well as a pair of rubber shoes and a pair of old Pingbei cloth shoes.

Don’t say that these old cloth shoes look ugly, but they are warm, soft and comfortable to wear.

Better than the sneakers in my previous life.

Well, no need to choose, Old Beijing cloth shoes will be his first choice from now on.

After returning home, Zheng Guo became bored again.

Yes, without a mobile phone or a computer, there is nothing to do to kill time. I feel like I am going to molder staying stuck in the house.

Well, I'll continue cycling in the afternoon.

As we were strolling around, we arrived at the free market on the outskirts of the city.

Zheng Guo asked someone and found out that this was the Shilipu Free Market and today was the opening day.

No wonder there are so many people looking over there.