Love in the Siheyuan: Starting from Jia Dongxu

When Yan Bugui saw Jia Dongxu shouting that only two uncles would be chosen, his throat seemed to be stuck and he immediately lost his voice. Now was the time for this kid to be so powerful, so he must not offend him, and nodded in support.

Jia Dongxu and Sha Zhu carried the table inside. "Zhu Zi, tomorrow you choose the time. After collecting rainwater, go to the steel mill and wait for me to get off work. Then we will go buy a bicycle and a watch."

Sha Zhu nodded happily at the side. He Daqing glanced at the two of them, took out a bag and packed his clothes. "Zhu Zi, Dong Xu, I'm leaving first. I will talk to Director Wang about the matter in the yard tomorrow."

"Dad, why don't you talk to Yu Shui?" Sha Zhu asked from the side.

"No, you should take better care of her in the future. I'm afraid I won't be back much this year." He Daqing said.

"Are you still going to Fengze Garden?" Sha Zhu looked at He Daqing expectantly.

"I will go to Fengze Garden to see you alone if I have something to do!" He Daqing said, then left with his bag.

Yi Zhonghai saw He Daqing carrying a bag out so late at night in his house, and asked his wife in confusion, "Second Aunt, what do you think He Daqing is doing so late at night?"

"Where are you going? You are not the old uncle now, why do you care so much? Are you going to work tomorrow?" Yi Zhonghai's wife asked unhappily. She had been getting Chinese medicine every day recently, and she felt a little irritable after taking it.

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's question, he said angrily, "Old Yi, I take medicine every day. When can you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's face changed drastically. He turned his back so that his wife wouldn't see him. He said that he had secretly gone for a check-up a few years ago and was told that he was infertile. In order to shut his wife up, Yi Zhonghai told her countless times that infertility was a woman's problem and asked her to take medicine every day.

If my wife knew that I was infertile, divorce would be the least of my worries. But she would probably spread the news of my infertility to everyone in the house. How would I live my life then?

Especially at this moment, if the news gets out, how can I become the boss again?

Then he said with a dark face, "What do you know as a woman? Giving birth is something you women do. You should take your medicine carefully and give me a big fat boy as soon as possible."

When Yi Zhonghai's wife heard this, her face turned bitter. She said that they had not had a child after so many years of marriage and she could only blame herself for not being able to conceive. After listening to Yi Zhonghai's scolding, she just sat obediently beside him.

"Okay, go to sleep. I'll go to the front yard to find Old Yan and discuss something with him." After saying that, Yi Zhonghai flashed to the front yard.

Gently knocking on Yan Bugui's door, Yi Zhonghai whispered, "Bugui, are you asleep?"

Yan Fugui opened the door and looked around, "Come in, Lao Yi."

"Bugui, did He Daqing go out just now?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"Well, I opened the door. They said there was a banquet to be prepared early tomorrow morning, so we needed to go and prepare early." Yan Bugui said, looking at Yi Zhonghai, "What's wrong, Old Yi?"

"No, I saw him go out and came over to ask you." Yi Zhonghai said as he took out two cigarettes and smoked one each with Yan Fugui.

"Bugui, I've been good to your family these days, haven't I?" Yi Zhonghai said, "It was me who suggested that you take care of the gate and give you the empty space next to the back house."

"Yes, Lao Yi, I will be indebted to you for this for my whole life. My son Jiecheng will soon grow up, and we will have to consider getting married in a few years. I am almost dying of worry about building a house." Yan Bugui looked at Yi Zhonghai, "Lao Yi, how about you help me a little?"

Yi Zhong looked at Yan Bugui speechlessly. Yan Jiecheng is already 13 but not yet 14, and it will take at least six or seven years for him to get married. And this old man Yan Bugui wants to borrow money now?

"Bugui, Xie Cheng is only 13 years old, it's still a long time, why are you in such a hurry?" Yi Zhonghai said, "I want to see you here for something important, don't interrupt."

Seeing Yan Bugui not saying anything and looking at him, Yi Zhonghai cleared his throat and said, "Bugui, there are only two old men in the yard now. Do you have any ideas?"

"What can I think? Although you have resigned as the boss, it will never be my turn as long as you are in front of me," Yan Bugui said angrily. If he didn't say anything tonight, and established a good relationship with Jia Dongxu in a few days, he might be able to become the boss. But now he has no chance.

"How come there is no chance? I tell you I am..." Yi Zhonghai spoke in a low voice. Yan Bugui's wife next to him wanted to listen secretly, but she didn't hear anything after listening for a long time.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Yan Fugui's wife and said, "Bugui, you better keep your mouth shut. Don't tell your wife, or you will be in trouble."

Yan Bugui listened, glanced at Yi Zhonghai, and hesitated for a while, "Even if He Daqing can't be the boss, Jia Dongxu is the boss according to the order, so we can only choose another boss."

"Hmph, without He Daqing's support, when the time comes to elect the leader, we will take him down, and the two of us will be the first and second leaders." Yi Zhonghai said.

"Bugui, we are the masters now, and we have the final say in this yard. Are you afraid that you won't be able to take advantage of us when the time comes?"

"If Jia Dongxu is the boss, we will both be suppressed by him."

"Bugui, shall we do it?" Yi Zhonghai urged.

Yan Bugui was smoking a cigarette. In the darkness, the light from the cigarette butt illuminated his face, and he seemed a little hesitant.

"Bugui, this kid asked you to pay a few dollars today, right? If you dare, just consider it as my compensation!" Seeing Yan Bugui's expression, Yi Zhonghai took out 5 yuan from his pocket and handed it to him.

Seeing that he had 5 cents more to take, Yan Bugui's eyes flashed with joy, "Okay, Lao Yi, I'll listen to you on this matter."

"Okay, wait for my notification." Yi Zhonghai then stood up and left with satisfaction.

When they arrived at the central courtyard, Yi Zhonghai looked at the things piled up in Jia Dongxu's house and said, "Boy, when I become the boss, you can forget about building this house. When the time comes, I will make you come to me and beg for mercy."

When the time comes, I will adopt you as my godson. Your mother, the old lady in the backyard, and Sha Zhu will all have to listen to my arrangements. Your money will also be managed by me. By then, I will be the boss in the yard.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai felt a burning sensation in his heart and his body reacted strongly. He couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that there was still hope of having a son. Then he took advantage of the situation and touched the head of his wife's bed.

Yi Zhonghai's wife was sleeping and felt someone touching her. She kicked Yi Zhonghai in the crotch with all her might. There was a cracking sound and Yi Zhonghai rolled on the ground in pain, screaming.

"Someone come quickly, someone come quickly!" Yi Zhonghai's wife shouted loudly.

Jia Zhang, who was in the side room next door, was sewing a school bag. When she heard the shout, she hurried out, "Zhonghai's wife, what's wrong?"

"Zhonghai is injured." said Yi Zhonghai's wife.

"Uncle Yi, where are you hurt?" Jia Zhang asked into the house.