Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

In fact, most people living in the compound still have some sense of boundaries. For example, when Yi Zhonghai enters Sha Zhu's house, he usually calls people and waits for Sha Zhu's consent.

Actually, Yan Bugui didn't try to force his way in. On the one hand, he was anxious, and on the other hand, he felt that Zeng Wangcai was a young man, and there were four people in the room, so there wouldn't be anything that was shameful.

When Zeng Wangcai heard Yan Bugui's voice, he rushed to the door. At this time, Yan Bugui had already lifted the door curtain and was about to go in, but he was suddenly bumped by Zeng Wangcai and fell to the ground.

"Ouch..." Yan Bugui's butt was almost broken into eight pieces. He sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Zeng Wangcai held back his laughter and walked over to help Yan Bugui up. "You said you came in unexpectedly and I was in a hurry to leave. I didn't pay attention. I hope you are okay."

Yes, he did it on purpose.

Yan Bugui needed help from Zeng Wangcai at this time, so he could only suffer in silence: "It's okay, it's okay, it's my problem, I was anxious."

He rubbed his buttocks and still felt the pain, especially his old waist, which seemed to be sprained.

"Then I'll let go." Zeng Wangcai removed his hand that was supporting Yan Bugui, and Yan Bugui immediately started to cry out in pain.

It’s no use, the matter cannot be settled. Zeng Wangcai helped Yan Bugui back home. Poor old Yan, his waist was injured before he could even finish his work.

The third aunt came out after hearing the news: "What's going on? Weren't you talking about your waist?"

No one can say this more than anyone else.

After entering the house and lying down, Zeng Wangcai suggested that Yan Bugui get some wine, burn it and rub it.

"No, no, why bother with that!" Yan Bugui couldn't bear to drink, and lay on the bed, twisting his head with great effort, "Tomorrow I'll go find Old Li to rub it, and it will be fine. Don't worry about Wangcai, just tell Uncle San the truth, what happened to the sugar issue?"

"Uncle, you're too impatient. It's only been a day." Zeng Wangcai found Yan Bugui's expression very funny, just like he was anxious to see a technician when he went for a health check-up. "I promised, and I promise to buy it from you this week. It's five yuan per pound as agreed."

Zeng Wangcai deliberately said this price to embarrass Yan Bugui. It's just milk candy, so it's normal for it to be a bit expensive before it's on the market. If you think it's expensive, you can just not buy it, right?

He wanted to use the high price to make Yan Bugui give up, but Yan Bugui thought that he could use the milk candy to justify the bicycle issue, and he also had candy coupons to make up for it, so he unexpectedly agreed.

With Zeng Wangcai's guarantee, Yan Bugui felt relieved.

The next day, Zeng Wangcai went to work, and Zhang Xiuzhi and the other two went to Wangfujing to look at bicycles again. At noon, they went to the steel rolling mill to find Zeng Wangcai. Zhang Xiuzhi again expressed that she did not want a ladies' light bike, and felt that a 28-inch bicycle could pull more easily.

They looked at several more models of vehicles. One was the classic Phoenix 28-inch Type 11 vehicle, with a retail price of 158 yuan. Zeng Wangcai had this ticket. There was also a model corresponding to the bicycle ticket, which was a Forever brand vehicle. It was also 28 inches, but it was a truck and the price was 165 yuan, seven yuan more expensive.

Among the three models, the most expensive is the Forever light bike, which costs 263 yuan. Zeng Wangcai got this bicycle ticket from Wu Qi, who belongs to a textile factory.

Zhang Xiuzhi felt that the car was too expensive and not practical. Their ultimate goal in getting a car was to increase efficiency, not to make it look good.

Zeng Wangcai had no choice but to decide to buy two machines first and buy them on the weekend. So Zhang Xiuzhi and the other two returned to Zengzhuang, and Zeng Wangcai went to work honestly.

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday. Zeng Wangcai took half a day off again, planning to buy a car in the afternoon, and then go out fishing and setting traps early the next morning. He didn't have to worry about wild boars for the time being.

Zeng Wangcai felt that he had reached a bottleneck in his career development. No matter how vast Zengzhuang was, it could not accommodate the materials in the space. It would be better if he could go farther and get things done faster.

At the entrance of the steel rolling mill, Zeng Wangcai met Zhang Xiuzhi and two other people who were waiting for him, and then went to Wangfujing together.

Just as they went to buy a car, something happened in the courtyard. Yan Bugui bought a bicycle and became the most dazzling presence in the courtyard.

At around four o'clock, Yan Bugui parked his newly bought bicycle at the door and carefully wiped it over and over again with a rag.

"Oh, Uncle San bought a bicycle?" Sha Zhu was the first to come back from the steel mill. As soon as he entered the front yard, he saw Yan Bugui's bicycle. "Good fellow, you are making a splash. This is the first one in our yard, right?"

"Hehe, what Shazhu said makes sense." Yan Bugui stood up with a smile, "I'm not the first one. The first one in our courtyard was Xu Damao, and the second one was your second uncle's family."

Maomao is Shazhu's mortal enemy. The two have been fighting since they were young. If Shazhu hadn't been unwilling to lower his head to get the bicycle ticket, Gaochi would have fought with Maomao over this matter.

But under normal circumstances, Sha Zhu doesn't use the word "Mao Mao" when speaking, but Liu Haizhong's family is different. His car is old. It was old when he bought it, not a new car, so Sha Zhu said that Yan Bugui was the first one.

"What are you doing?" Sha Zhu saw the car and felt a little itchy. He found that Yan Bugui found a candle from the house and lit it. He didn't understand what Yan Bugui was doing.

Yan Bugui did not answer immediately. He squatted down and pointed the candle at the air hole of the wheel. Drops of candle oil dripped down, covering both the front and rear wheels. Then he quickly blew out the candle in one breath.

I was stunned. It was the first time I saw a new car being cared for in this way.

"You don't understand this, do you? If you seal it like this, the tire won't leak easily. If you leave it outside to be inflated at a repair shop, you'll only get one penny back. It's not worth it." It turned out that this was Yan Bugui's plan. He was the only one like him.

Sha Zhu shook his head and walked towards the central courtyard with the net bag.

Later, more and more neighbors came back, and as long as they came back, they would definitely see Yan Bugui’s bicycle.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong came back together. Yi Zhonghai would not envy the bicycle. After the three of them had a few simple words, Yi Zhonghai said, "Our courtyard will hold a meeting tomorrow. The street has received a notice to publicize the elimination of the four pests, and also to learn the spirit of working together to overcome difficulties."

"This is good news!" Mr. Yan Bugui was in high spirits at the good news. He immediately said that he, the third son, would be the one to notify them and would take the lead in learning the spirit of the document.

As for Liu Haizhong, he likes holding meetings the most.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of the Yan family, came back. He was not happy but shocked when he saw the bicycle.

"Dad, why is it a 28-inch bicycle? Didn't we agree to buy a light bicycle?" Yan Jiecheng was thinking about Yu Li at the moment. He wanted to get married and flatter Yu Li with a bicycle. Naturally, he wanted a women's light bicycle.

"Are you stupid? Why do you want a women's bike? This bike is so good, it's 158 yuan, while the women's one is more than yuan, which is more than yuan more expensive. And it can't even carry as much stuff as this one." Yan Bugui had already calculated it, so he kept it from his son in advance. Now that the matter is done, there is no point in saying anything else.

Yan Bugui kept ringing the bell on the handlebars and continued to encourage his son: "This bike is big. Just think about how great it would be for you to ride with Yu Li. She can sit at the back while you pedal..."

Riding a bike around the streets with a female comrade is something that should at least happen after marriage. Yan Jiefang didn't think Yu Li would agree to it before marriage, so he couldn't be happy.

The bell in Yan Bugui's hand had just stopped ringing when another crisp bell sound was heard. The father and son looked sideways and saw Xiaobao walking in quickly with his head held high, ringing the bell of a new car.

Another new car?

No, two bicycles...