Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

Today Wang Dabao plans to go back to Wangjialou Village to pick up the third uncle’s youngest son Wang Tiangao.

I'll help him with the entry procedures when I go to work tomorrow.

However, with the experience of going back last time, he planned to sleep until he woke up naturally before leaving.

Anyway, it’s nothing important, as long as I get back before dark, I won’t be late for the movie, and Wang Tiangao can join in the fun and feel the atmosphere of the urban compound.

The idea was good, but the constant clanging sounds in the yard made it impossible for him to sleep.

Wang Dabao got up, put on his clothes, stood in front of the window, pulled aside the curtains and looked out. Wow, the small yard, which was not very well-off because everyone's clotheslines had been moved to the backyard, now had two big pots set up.

The first and second aunts were standing in front of the wok, stir-frying the dry sand inside, apparently preparing to fry melon seeds and peanuts.

Fifteen minutes later, Wang Dabao pushed his bicycle out the door.

"Hey Dabao, are we disturbing you?"

When Yan Bugui's wife saw Wang Dabao coming out, she hurriedly greeted him, and Liu Haizhong's wife beside her also had a smile on her face.

Even though Wang Dabao had been in the compound for the shortest time among all the residents, both women could see his place in their men's hearts.

What's more, Wang Dabao had saved Yan Jiekuang before, so every time Second Aunt Yan Bugui's wife saw him, she would be extremely enthusiastic.

As for Aunt Liu Haizhong's wife, she knew Wang Dabao's identity as the deputy chief of the security department, so she would naturally not neglect him.

"Busy, two old sisters-in-law."

Wang Dabao freed one hand and waved, "It's okay, you guys do your thing, I'll go to class."

Yan Bugui's wife also raised her shovel and waved at Wang Dabao: "Then come back early this afternoon, our courtyard is very lively today."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be back when the time comes."

After Wang Dabao left, Yan Bugui's wife finally realized, "Oh, that's not right. It's the weekend today. Dabao is a regular worker at the steel mill. Why is he still going to work?!"

Liu Haizhong's wife knew about Wang Dabao's job, but her husband had repeatedly told her not to tell anyone, so she couldn't say no now.

I could only laugh it off with Yan Bugui's wife: "Maybe Dabao's job is of a different nature, or maybe the workshop is rushing to meet deadlines and requires overtime or something."

"Alas, they don't let people rest on the weekend. I don't know where Dabao is, but this job is really bad."

Yan Bugui’s wife muttered.

Liu Haizhong's wife took a deep breath, glanced at Yan Bugui's wife, and thought to herself that if you knew that, you wouldn't say that. You would only envy and flatter.

Because Liu Haizhong knew Wang Dabao's identity, he collected all the rumors about Deputy Chief Wang of the Security Department in the factory, and Liu Haizhong used this information as bragging capital with his wife and children at the dinner table.

Why is Liu Guangtian always trying to please Wang Dabao? It's because that old lady is always trying to please Wang Dabao so that she can find a good job for Liu Guangtian.

Of course, Liu Haizhong has always said that the time is not right.

Wang Dabao took a motorcycle from the factory and headed straight for Wangjialou Village. On the way, he only took some small items such as rice, flour, and oil from the space.

This time he didn't plan to do the same as last time, he just brought some daily necessities to a few close relatives.

Wang Tiangao had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time. Being able to leave the village and work in the city was considered a matter of honor for the family.

According to Wang Dabao's previous letter, Wang Tiangao had already prepared all the documents and procedures, and all that was left was to go into the city and complete the procedures for settling down.

They drank some wine and had lunch at the Third Master's house at noon, and then set off in the afternoon.

These days, Wang Tiangao's father also told him that he could do whatever he wanted in private, but he must not call Wang Dabao "nephew" at work, but must call him section chief.

Wang Tiangao was afraid of making a mistake, so he stopped calling him that in private and just called him Dabao.

This was Wang Tiangao's first time to go into the city. He was extremely excited. He even switched seats with Wang Dabao and gave him a ride on his sidecar motorcycle.

To Wang Dabao's regret, he still failed to fulfill his dream of hunting this time.

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At this time, Hongxing Courtyard is more lively than in the morning.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui went to register the number of people who came to the neighboring theater to watch a movie, but they were surrounded as soon as they arrived at the first yard.

We are not stupid. Showing movies in a theater is not like showing movies in the countryside. The space is so small that it can't accommodate many people. At most, it can accommodate the population of three or four theaters. It can't be a theater with a large population.

The managers of more than a dozen courtyards who got the news rushed to Hongxing Courtyard early in the morning, only to be told that Liu and Yan had gone out.

Now the twenty or so gentlemen who were in charge of the affairs of various ranks who had come over had finally found their way.

This led to the scene where Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were surrounded.

These people guessed correctly. According to Wang Dabao's so-called systematic statistics, the Central Court could accommodate neighbors from the three nearby courts to come and watch movies.

Isn't this embarrassing? If we ask that hospital to come, which hospital won't come? ! !

Not being able to secure a spot, the manager was blamed by the residents when he returned, so Liu and Yan were subjected to the most flattering words they had ever heard in their lives.

Yan Bugui laughed so hard that his eyes became invisible, and his pockets were filled with cheap cigarettes.

Liu Haizhong was no less disappointed. His ears were almost callused from all the nice words he heard. He hadn't been flattered like this in his almost fifty years of life.

Besides, those who surround him and flatter him are all managers of similar status to him.

Liu Haizhong really had a great time in this round.

Finally, one of the managers realized that this was not a solution and proposed a drawing of lots.

More than 20 uncles in charge of various courtyards came into the Red Star Courtyard in a mighty procession, but they dumbfounded the residents who were working there.

After Yan Bugui's introduction, the third uncle Xu Damao also showed up.

As a result, he was praised heavily by this group of uncles, and even someone like Xu Damao almost couldn't resist.

In the end, the three uncles from the compound who were selected by lottery left happily and went back to organize people to bring benches over to take up seats.

Those who didn't get the lottery still held on to Liu Haizhong and the others, demanding that they organize another movie screening. And they wouldn't let you organize it for nothing. These compounds were willing to pool some money as event funding.

Originally, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were tempted to organize another one. After all, they still had to make money by selling melon seeds and peanuts in the yard. Isn't this a good thing?

Until the other party offered to provide Red Star Courtyard with funds for the activities.

The two sides hit it off and decided to continue drawing lots, but they would exclude the three academies this time.

The courtyard became increasingly lively. Xu Damao supervised the painting of doors and windows in every household. The aroma of melon seeds and peanuts fried by Auntie One and Auntie Two filled the air, attracting everyone to run to the backyard to try them.

At this moment, the whole compound was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere, and even Xu Damao looked at Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu more favorably.