Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

She already had a goal, so she went to find Wang Bo first. If Wang Bo didn't give it to her, she would go to Yan Fugui for it. After all, he took four mooncakes at once.

Banggeng saw that some people around him were already eating mooncakes and smelling their fragrance. How could he wait until the performance was over? He struggled to break free from Jia Zhang's arms and ran straight back home.

Jia Zhang and the others thought that Banggeng went home in anger, so they ignored him. He couldn't escape from the compound anyway, so they started watching the show with great interest.

At this time, Yan Fugui came on stage and told everyone about how the old man led the team to cross the Chishui River four times.

Under the siege and blockade of hundreds of thousands of Kuomintang troops, the old man was like a god descending from heaven, commanding his troops to skillfully weave in and out of the Kuomintang's heavy encirclement and suppression, and making a series of Kuomintang generals, especially Chiang Ching-tung, run around in circles. In the end, our team achieved a decisive victory in the strategic shift!

Yan Fugui spoke in an ups and downs manner, and everyone was fascinated by his speech, as if they were back in the passionate years of the past, following the old man in his battles, sacrificing their lives and blood for the establishment of the new country!

"it is good!"

After Yan Fugui finished speaking, Wang Bo took the lead in applauding Yan Fugui, and everyone stood up and applauded loudly.

Wang Bo took two mooncakes and placed them heavily in Yan Fugui's hands. "Uncle, you spoke very well. When you have the chance in the future, you must come on stage and speak more to us. Let's see what we think!"

"it is good!"

There was a burst of applause from below, and Yan Fugui was so happy that he kept thanking them.

What Wang Bo didn't expect was that Sha Zhu actually walked up to him, clasped his fists towards everyone, and then performed a set of long fist movements.

Wang Bo looked at Sha Zhu who was swinging his fist hard in front of him. The boy glared at him from time to time, as if he wanted to hit Wang Bo in the face with his fist.

This Sha Zhu still dares to hold a grudge? It seems that it is necessary to deal with him again. After Xu Damao, Sha Zhu's name was added to the little notebook in Wang Bo's heart.

After Sha Zhu finished fighting, he clasped his hands together and bowed to everyone, saying, "I was in a hurry to come up this time and was not prepared. Next time I have a chance, I will prepare a target and teach you a few wrestling moves."

Hearing what Sha Zhu said, everyone applauded and cheered for him. Wang Bo did not make things difficult for him and gave him a mooncake.

When Sha Zhu saw so many people cheering for him, his vanity was greatly satisfied. He stole a glance at Qin Huairu, grinned happily and walked away, giving the mooncake to Yu Shui.

At this moment, Banggeng rushed out from the corner.

I saw Banggeng with a white cloth wrapped around his head, one hand holding a wooden stick with a white cloth tied to it, and the other hand holding a small bucket, stumbling forward.

The boy stood in front of everyone and cried out in a sobbing voice, "Dad!"

After howling for a while, Banggeng staggered forward while carrying the bucket and slowly moving forward. He wiped his nonexistent tears with his arm holding the stick and howled again: "Dad, why did you die so tragically!"

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

This is a great joke to make Jia Dongxu cry!

Everyone who reacted burst into laughter on the spot.

When Bang Geng heard everyone's laughter, he thought he had performed very well, and then he cried out, "Dad, why did you leave so early?"

Oh my goodness, Bang Geng's performance made everyone laugh so hard that they fell over. The Jia family on the side also reacted and the faces of the three of them turned red.

"Bang Geng, stop shouting!"

"Bang Geng, get down here right now!"

Jia Dongxu didn't say anything, but his violently heaving chest showed that he was about to explode with anger. He walked forward with a stern face, picked up the stick, and strode back home. Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu quickly followed.

Immediately afterwards, crisp slapping sounds were heard from the Jia family's house, followed by Banggeng's crying. Then the sounds of adults quarreling and children crying spread throughout the courtyard.

The louder the noise the Jia family made, the more people laughed outside. The Jia family had been domineering in the compound for many years, but today they made a big fool of themselves.

Wang Bo looked in the direction of the Jia family and felt very happy.

That's right, considering that Jia Dongxu may not live for many years, in order to lay a good foundation for Banggeng to make the Crying Banner, Wang Bo, a young man of the 21st century, found a few kids some time ago and taught Banggeng how to make the Crying Banner. However, he didn't expect to use it here.

Retracting his gaze, Wang Bo picked up a mooncake and handed it to Yan Fugui, "Uncle, the joke has made everyone happy anyway, so this mooncake cannot be left out for him. I don't get along with his family, can you find time to give it to him?"

"all right."

Yan Fugui took the mooncake with a smile, thinking that he would give it to Jia Dongxu tomorrow. If he didn’t want it, it would be mine too!

Wang Bo stood up, smiled and said to everyone: "Dear neighbors, everyone enjoyed the meal and had fun tonight. I have a suggestion. That is, every year on New Year's Eve and August 15th, everyone will sit together and perform some performances like today, and celebrate the festival happily. What do you think?"

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

"Xiaobo still has an idea."

"I feel good!"

"Yes, it should have been done a long time ago. It would be so much fun to get together during the New Year and other holidays."

Wang Bo was very happy to see that the neighbors were happy to celebrate the festival together. He turned around and asked, "Second uncle, third uncle, what do you think of this?"

Seeing that everyone was very satisfied with this way of celebrating the festival, Liu Haizhong temporarily put aside his disgust for Wang Bo and said, "I agree with Wang Bo's suggestion. What do you think, Uncle San?"

Yan Fugui quickly replied: "I naturally stand in the ranks of the broad masses of the people. Since the neighbors are willing, I am definitely happy to do so. But what does Lao Yi think?"

Wang Bo said casually, "There's no need to ask Lao Yi. He's so considerate of the neighbors in the compound, so he will definitely agree to this."

Hearing Wang Bo say this, Liu Haizhong stood up first and waved his hand for everyone to be quiet.

Liu Haizhong came that night with high spirits, but he did not expect to be overshadowed. When it came to the final summary speech, he did not care about being reserved and spoke directly ahead of Wang Bo and Yan Fugui.

"Dear neighbors, after consultation between me, Uncle Three, and Wang Bo, we have unanimously agreed that from now on, on New Year's Eve and August 15th every year, we will celebrate the festival together. Everyone applaud!"

After Liu Haizhong finished speaking, he was the first to applaud, and the neighbors sitting below followed suit.

Liu Haizhong increasingly felt that being arrogant was pointless. Reputation was not something that could be waited for, but rather snatched. He skillfully took the lead in making the decision, "Okay, this is settled. I declare that today's Mid-Autumn Festival celebration has come to a successful conclusion!"

The people below had eaten free peanuts and melon seeds tonight, watched wonderful performances, and some even won mooncakes. They were all very happy. Suddenly, they heard Liu Haizhong say that the party was over tonight. Some of them shouted unwillingly for a few times, then continued to move their stools and walked home noisily.

After Liu Haizhong finished speaking, he picked up the enamel cup and turned to walk towards the backyard. Yan Fugui, smiling, held his mooncake and called several children from the Yan family to go back together.

Seeing that most people had left, Wang Bo waved to the rain:

"Rainwater, come here!"