Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

It’s not even the Chinese New Year yet, so the steel mill hasn’t had a holiday.

In fact, when it comes to holidays, things were much better in later generations than they are now. People in later generations were jealous of the good welfare that foreigners have. It’s even worse now, as people have to go to work even on New Year’s Eve.

Liu Haizhong was absent-minded today. He heard that there was an old Chinese doctor in Liulichang who was quite good, so he took his two sons to see him.

Liu Guangqi and Liu Guangfu have been feeling unwell ever since they were beaten with a stick by Zhang Xiuzhi that day. It's fine when they are not working, but as soon as they start working, they start coughing, and their faces turn red.

The old Chinese doctor in Liulichang had the same opinion as Old Li, saying that the Liu Guangqi brothers' lungs were damaged by someone's sneak attack and that they would need at least a month to recuperate.

"A girl with such a black heart, she is so cruel..." The second aunt was making medicine for her son, feeling sorry for the money and her son, and she cursed at Zhang Xiuzhi.

She had no idea that her son's beating was their own fault.

Just like Jia Zhang of the Jia family, many people only blame others when something goes wrong, and few people look for faults in themselves.

At this time, Yan Bugui came shouting: "Lao Liu, Lao Liu, did you hear me? Your family is finished..."

"What do you mean our family is finished? Can you guys talk on New Year's Day?" Liu Haizhong was worried about his two sons' injuries and didn't hear what Yan Bugui shouted outside.

"What time is it? Don't bother with auspicious words. I'm telling you, Zeng Wangcai is back."

"How could Zeng Wangcai come back... Could it be that he was expelled from the army?"

No matter how ignorant Liu Haizhong was, he knew that those who went to serve in the army would not come back so soon, so he subconsciously thought of this.

"What do you mean he was fired? He became a platoon leader with the rank of lieutenant..."

"Ah? This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Front yard, Zeng family’s home.

There was no outsider in the room. Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi took out two hundred yuan and gave it to Chen Yumei.

The military district finally purchased that big fat pig. Although the money was not much, he was already a lieutenant, so it would be inappropriate to haggle over a few dollars and fifty cents.

Chen Yumei didn't refuse and took the money with a smile: "I'm saving this money for you, including the money you gave me before, which I haven't spent yet. I'm giving it to you for your wedding."

"Mom, it's too early to get married!" Zeng Wangcai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Besides, getting married won't cost that much money."

"What do you know? If you don't spend money on your wedding, when will you spend money?" Chen Yumei seemed to be looking forward to the scene of her son's wedding. She counted on her fingers for her son, "It will cost money to repair the house, right? Wood is not cheap at this time. Furniture requires a lot of wood. Now that you have a bicycle, you have to buy yourself a watch, right? You have to make new clothes for Xiuzhi, you have to buy a sewing machine, and I heard there is something... a radio..."

Zeng Wangcai felt overwhelmed by what he heard, but he was attracted by the radio his mother was talking about.

When there was no television, radio was the best thing. In addition to entertainment, it also provided a lot of information.

Zeng Wangcai believes that information is very important.

He asked carefully and found out that it was not easy to buy a radio now. In addition to the ticket, one also needed to verify his identity. That thing could receive radio signals, and if it was obtained by spies, it could be used for other purposes.

"Okay, keep it if you want." Zeng Wangcai patted his butt and stood up. "Don't worry about the radio. I'll buy it back in the next two days."

"No, you just came back. What are you going to do?" Chen Yumei asked hurriedly when she saw her son was about to go out. She had not talked enough with her son.

"Go to the backyard and settle the score with Liu Guangqi!" Zeng Wangcai had already asked and knew that Liu Guangqi was at home.

"Don't go, your dad is fine now." Chen Yumei advised, "Xiuzhi has already taught him a lesson, and now both of them are still not well, they keep coughing and can't go to work."

"Xiuzhi is Xiuzhi's, and I am mine. They are different. My father was beaten, and I came back and didn't care about anything. What kind of thing is that?"

"Don't go. Our family is no longer welcome in the courtyard. After all, Liu Haizhong is the second uncle, and his family has a good relationship with Yi Zhonghai."

"Don't worry, when I come back this time, I will change the situation in Siheyuan."

What a shitty uncle, I’ll kill you!

Zeng Wangcai comforted his mother and asked her to stay at home.

After leaving home, Zeng Wangcai walked through the moon gate to the central courtyard without hesitation. Zhang Xiuzhi followed closely behind him, worried that he would suffer a loss.

In fact, after several months of training, Zeng Wangcai has changed a lot. Although he has not yet experienced the test of actual combat, he is confident that he will have no problem teaching one or two people a lesson.

Moreover, dealing with Liu Haizhong's family is an important part of Zeng Wangcai's plan.

Before coming back this time, Zeng Wangcai had made a careful plan to tidy up the courtyard house to a state where no one would dare to cause trouble for at least half a year to a year.

To achieve this, Yi Zhonghai must be dealt with.

This solution does not mean killing people, but stripping off Yi Zhonghai's identity so that he will have no one to rely on from now on.

Zeng Wangcai had just arrived at the central courtyard when he happened to see the door curtain of the Jia family being lifted, and Qin Jingru, wearing a brand new floral cloth jacket as a mask, and Qin Huairu, wearing old clothes, came out from inside.

"Hey, this is... Wangcai, I almost didn't recognize you." Qin Huairu stopped and greeted Zeng Wangcai when she saw him.

"Mrs. Jia!" Zeng Wangcai nodded slightly and ignored Qin Jingru.

He already knew from Zhang Xiuzhi the relationship between the two sisters and the role Qin Jingru played in the matter.

"Is this Zeng Wangcai? Sister, he's quite good-looking!" Qin Jingru looked at Zeng Wangcai's tall figure with stars in her eyes. "Didn't he go to the army? Why is he back? He looks different from ordinary soldiers."

There are people from Qinjia Village who serve in the army. Qin Jingru has seen soldiers before, but they are different from Zeng Wangcai now.

"How should I know!" Qin Huairu looked at Zhang Xiuzhi beside Zeng Wangcai dimly, "Zhang Xiuzhi is so lucky. I heard that Zeng Wangcai became a platoon leader. I don't know if it's true. If it's true, Zhang Xiuzhi will be the platoon leader's wife in the future, which is nothing like us."

"Ah? Platoon leader, you are an official, right? That's not an official's wife." Qin Huairu envied, "This is what a man is like. Like Sha Zhu, he is just a cook, there is no comparison..."

Always think that there is another mountain higher than the other. This is the characteristic of human beings.

To Qin Jingru, the mountain becomes a man.

Before she came to Siheyuan, her dream was to marry someone from the old city and become a city dweller, no matter who she married; after coming to Siheyuan, she thought it would be nice to marry a silly pig and live a good life; now that she sees Zeng Wangcai, her horizons have immediately been raised a lot, and she looks forward to becoming an official's wife.

As for Qin Huairu, Jia Dongxu is still here, and she has neither the qualifications nor the courage to think about anything else.

To put it simply, Qin Huairu has not yet awakened, and the vampire blood in her body is still dormant.

Zeng Wangcai walked all the way to the backyard and stood at the door of Liu Haizhong's house: "Liu Guangqi, Liu Guangtian, come out..."