Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the celebration banquet was still going on. The old man took Li Zihang to drink tea instead of wine, and toasted everyone at each table before leaving.

This time the old man had drunk a bit of wine and felt a bit dizzy, so he called Wen San and asked him to take the old man in a rickshaw, and followed Uncle Qi and Gou Zi to send Li Zihang, Dewang Decai and others back home.

On the way back, Li Zihang sat on the back seat of his seventh uncle's bicycle, following Wen San's rickshaw side by side.

Li Zihang saw Wen San, whom he hadn't seen for a while, so he started chatting with him: "Uncle Wen, how have you been lately?"

Wen San pulled the cart and trotted, saying, "Young Master, thank you for your concern. After the founding of New China, no one dares to bully me. The government has allocated me a house, and Master Li pays me 40 yuan a month. I don't know how comfortable my life is. Every night I have a little wine and eat some snacks. You can't tell me how comfortable it is. I really want to live this kind of life forever."

After hearing what Wen San said, Uncle Qi also spoke up: "Wen San, look at you, the old man pays you a lot of money every month, and you also have your own house. Why don't you find a wife? Why are you messing around every day? You are not a child anymore. Don't be so unreasonable."

Wen San was not angry when he heard Uncle Qi's words. He said with a playful smile: "Seventh Master, I have been used to freedom since I was a child. I don't want to find a woman to control me. It's better to live a carefree life every day. I don't have to worry about the whole family."

Uncle Qi said to Wen San speechlessly, "Wen San, how is your former boss, Sun Jinfa? I hope he didn't come to cause you any trouble."

Wen San said unconvincedly, "Bah. That bastard dared to cause trouble for me. He is now behaving like a nobody. I am lucky enough not to cause trouble for him. If I am in a bad mood one day, I will report him to the government."

Li Zihang asked curiously: "Uncle Wen, who is Sun Jinfa?"

Wen San: "That grandson is a thug from Tianjin. He ran to Beijing a few years ago and opened a Tonghe car dealership. He relied on his ruthlessness to do a lot of immoral things. He also learned from others to walk birds, raise fish and fight crickets. He is a complete bastard."

They arrived home amidst the intermittent chatting. Uncle Qi and his friends went into the house and invited Gou Zi and Wen San to come in for a cup of tea and a rest.

The old man was helped into the house by grandma to sleep.

Uncle Qi, Gou Zi and Wen San were drinking tea and chatting in the restaurant. Dewang Decai and Li Zihang found their conversation interesting, so they sat at the table and listened to them arguing.

Uncle Qi and Gou Zi were the bodyguards protecting Li Zihang and the old man, so they didn't drink today. Wen San was also an alcoholic, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't drink.

So Uncle Qi asked Aunt Qi to take out two bottles of Xifeng wine and serve a few cold dishes, and the three of them started drinking, boasting as they drank.

Wen San: "Gentlemen, even though I am not very successful, I have seen the world."

After saying that, he took another sip of wine. Wen San continued, "To be honest with you, this is the first time I've seen this scene in the restaurant today. The money was piled up like a small mountain. I've never seen such a scene before except when the bald man was selling gold yuan coupons."

Gouzi put down his wine glass and said, "Bald's gold yuan coupons, they are too hard to wipe your butt with. A pile of gold yuan coupons cannot buy the same pile of toilet paper. Do you think that thing can still be called money?"

Uncle Seven: "Who says it's not true? In the early years when we were exchanging gold yuan coupons, we had to exchange them. Those damned black people would come to arrest people directly. If they found gold bars and silver bars hidden in the house, they would arrest them and execute them directly. It made people angry and resentful."

Wen San ate a mouthful of food and said happily, "Fortunately, I am poor. I don't have any silver or silver. I only have the gold yuan coupons given by customers when I pull the cart. But I paid them out on the same day. But I remember that at that time, I could only buy one meal with a sack of gold yuan coupons after pulling the cart for a day."

Later, a sack of gold yuan coupons could not even buy a bowl of fried liver. Life was so difficult.

Uncle Seven: "You were fine, living day by day and eating meal by meal. At that time, I was in the village. I lined up in the middle of the night to go to the city to exchange dollars for gold yuan notes. The whole village exchanged gold yuan notes for as much as 10 carriages. When I returned to the village, every household had money stuffed under the bed. But the gold yuan notes were getting worse day by day. The last bundle of gold yuan notes could not buy a piece of sweet potato. Every household had a miserable face. In the end, there was no other way. Villages exchanged goods with each other. Some people secretly used dollars and copper coins again."

"Now all the children in the village use gold yuan notes to make origami for fun."

Wen San: "But to be honest, you two should be content. Following Master Li, at least you will have enough food and drink. Back then, I only had two meals in three days. It's a blessing from God that I didn't starve to death."

Gouzi: "Compared to you, I am more than capable. But if I hadn't met the old man in 39, I would have been buried in some mass grave."

Uncle Qi knew about Gou Zi's past, but Wen San didn't. When he heard this, he immediately became excited and said, "Master Gou, tell me what happened."

Gouzi drank a glass of wine and paused to recall: "You also know that there was drought in the Central Plains at that time, plus the Japanese invaders and warlords. It was really hard to survive. My family and I went along Hebei and came to Tianjin, but too many people couldn't survive. There was not even tree bark to eat. People died of starvation and disease along the way."

"I was the only one left in my family. I walked all the way to the capital, begging for food. At that time, the Japanese were in military control and ordinary people in the capital had nothing to eat. Do you think a beggar could get food? I couldn't even get a mixed flour steamed bun."

"Just when I was about to starve to death, the old man stood in front of me. He gave me a bowl of water and a piece of bread. I wolfed it down and almost choked to death. The old man was kind and took pity on me, so he took me in. That's how I am still alive today. Over the years, the old man bought me a house, found me a wife, and gave birth to three children. Alas..."

After hearing about Gou Zi's experience, Wen San was envious and sighed: "You are lucky to meet Master Li. I have been living among beggars since I can remember. I haven't lived a decent life until now. Although I have a good salary now and a house, who really respects me?"

"To be honest with you, do you think I don't want to find a wife and have a bunch of kids? But no one likes me. Not to mention the looks of this girl, even the ones who are not that good-looking don't like me. Some of them are disabled, and some are not very smart. How can I live if I marry them? Many of those widows with children are attracted to men. But I don't want to be a helper. The widows with daughters who are good-looking still don't like me. What do you think I should do?"

After listening to Wen San's words, several people didn't know how to comfort him, so they all drank in silence.

Li Zihang watched them drinking alone, and obediently poured wine for them. He advised them, "Isn't life getting better now? Uncle Wen, when there is a suitable one, I will ask Aunt Qi to introduce you to one."

Wen San looked at Li Zihang pouring wine for him and said with emotion: "Young Master is so lucky. He has never lacked food and drink in his life. He lives in a big house and has people who love him."

After saying that, he even touched Li Zihang's head. Gouzi, who was sitting next to him, immediately slapped Wen San's hand away from Li Zihang's head.

Gouzi: "Wen San must have drunk too much and forgotten his identity. You can't touch the young master's head."

At this time, Uncle Qi was also staring at Wen San.

Wen San knew that he had done something wrong, and quickly stood up to apologize to Li Zihang: "I'm sorry, young master. You see, I just had a few drinks and I don't know who I am." After saying that, he slapped himself twice.

Li Zihang quickly pulled Wen San to stop him from hitting him. Then he said, "It's okay, Uncle Wen, touch my head, I won't lose a piece of flesh, it won't be like this."