Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Yan Bugui didn't know the news about the steel mill yet, and the couple was happily making dumplings in preparation for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Hearing his future daughter-in-law coming in, Yan Bugui put down the rolling pin.

"Haitang, what did you say?" Yan Bugui didn't hear clearly what Yu Haitang said, but vaguely heard Yi Zhonghai, "What's wrong with Lao Yi? It's New Year's Day, do you still have things to do in your factory?"

"Something big has happened!" Yu Haitang sat down and said, "An old man in your hospital has been punished..."

"Silly Zhu? Is Silly Zhu in trouble again?"

"What idiot, it's Yi Zhonghai. Yi Zhonghai's salary was demoted by two levels..."

The explosive news broke out in the Yan family. The couple didn't even have time to make dumplings and came over to ask for everything.

"Awesome, so cruel!" After listening, Yan Bugui shook his head repeatedly, "Zeng Wangcai wants to kill Lao Yi. First, he stripped Lao Yi of his uncle's identity, and then dug up his roots. The salary of an eighth-level fitter was reduced to a sixth-level one in a blink of an eye. His salary suddenly decreased by 20 to 30 yuan a month, and he even had to clean the toilet. Awesome..."

"I never expected Zeng Wangcai to play tricks on people without making any noise." The third aunt echoed.

"Fortunately, we didn't offend him." Yan Bugui called the eldest and second brothers to his side and explained seriously, "I'm telling you, don't offend the Zeng family next door, no matter if it's Zeng Wangcai or anyone else in his family, don't offend them. We can't afford to offend them..."

As for the fact that Zhang Xiuzhi was confirmed to go to work at the steel rolling mill, Yan Bugui was not particularly concerned about it after hearing about Yi Zhonghai's news.

Yu Haitang was even less concerned. She asked, "Where is Zeng Wangcai? I saw his door was closed and locked. How could he not be at home during the Chinese New Year?"

"They went back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year. They had a whole car full of bags and bags." The three aunts replied, "You didn't see it. There were so many bags. If you didn't know, you would think they robbed the department store..."

"Go back to the countryside..." Yu Haitang's eyes were full of disappointment.

......

Zeng Wangcai achieved his goal and ignored the aftermath of the dispute in the courtyard.

After he and Zhang Xiuzhi came out of the steel mill, they did not go home. As it was still early, they went shopping in Wangfujing and bought some gifts for the children.

As for the big and small bags that the three aunts envied, they were actually brought back by their friends yesterday.

Zeng Wangcai counted the number of children in the family, bought a beautiful head flower for each of his three younger sisters, bought toys for the boys, and prepared some red paper to make red envelopes.

The gifts from the elders are not needed and have already been taken back.

These gifts are hard to find in the space, so he has to buy them. Fortunately, he is not short of money now.

After buying things, Zhang Xiuzhi rode her bike and the two of them laughed all the way back to Zengzhuang. The path they took was very difficult to walk on.

Although the weather was good, the snow on the path had not melted, and Zeng Wangcai's butt was numb from the bumps on the back of the bicycle.

Suddenly, the bicycle passed a bump and Zeng Wangcai was not noticing. His butt was raised high and there was a possibility of falling off the seat. His brain did not think and ordered his hands to make subconscious self-protection actions.

Put your arms around Zhang Xiuzhi's waist!

"ah!"

Zhang Xiuzhi was startled and her hands were in a mess. The bicycle veered off the track and she quickly turned the handlebars, but the wheels slipped and slid down the path.

The bicycle slid out, but Zhang Xiuzhi stood firmly, and she also grabbed Zeng Wangcai who lost his balance with one hand.

The final posture of the two people at this juncture is a bit funny: Zhang Xiuzhi half-squatted, grabbing Zeng Wangcai's chest with her left hand, while Zeng Wangcai still maintained the straddle position with his hands around Zhang Xiuzhi's waist.

"Wow, what a thin waist..." Zeng Wangcai couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he measured Zhang Xiuzhi's waist for the first time.

In the summer, Zhang Xiuzhi wore a loose-fitting jacket, and in the winter she wore a cotton-padded jacket. You couldn't tell the thickness of her waist at all, you could only tell whether her mind was broad.

"Why don't you let go? How long are you going to hold me like this?" Zhang Xiuzhi couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, it's best to hug you for a lifetime!" Zeng Wangcai smiled and increased the strength in his hands.

Zhang Xiuzhi's face turned red instantly. She could tolerate being hugged around the waist unexpectedly without feeling shy, but she couldn't stand Zeng Wangcai saying such love words that were so common in later generations.

"You idiot, let go, don't let anyone see it!" Zhang Xiuzhi struggled with a red face, but her strength was surprisingly small, and it seemed that all her previous skills were gone in an instant.

Zeng Wangcai simply picked up Zhang Xiuzhi and placed her on his lap.

The sudden intimacy made Zhang Xiuzhi panic. She forgot to continue struggling and sat on Zeng Wangcai's lap.

However, Zeng Wangcai overestimated his ability in horse stance. With another person on his legs, his center of gravity became unstable and he immediately fell backwards. They both fell to the ground, Zeng Wangcai at the bottom and Zhang Xiuzhi at the top.

"Let go, your clothes are dirty!"

"No, I won't let you go. You are my wife now, why are you still shy?"

"If you don't let go, I'll beat you."

"You hit, you hit..."

"I..., okay, you don't have to let go, just move the flashlight in your pants, it's hurting me!"

"Flashlight?"

Zeng Wangcai, who has been single for nearly 20 years in this life, let go awkwardly, then bent his knees to avoid the flashlight in his trouser pocket being exposed and embarrassing.

Zhang Xiuzhi was completely unaware and sat next to him.

After a few minutes, Zeng Wangcai finally calmed down, and Zhang Xiuzhi suddenly took the cloth bag she was carrying in front of her.

"I have something for you!" Zhang Xiuzhi took out a small cloth bag from her bag and handed it to Zeng Wangcai, "Try it."

"what?"

"See for yourself!"

Zeng Wangcai opened the small cloth bag and saw a pair of gray-white gloves. They were not cloth gloves, nor were they cotton gloves, but leather gloves.

"This glove...where did you get it?" Zeng Wangcai was surprised.

It’s not that there are no leather gloves nowadays, they do exist, but they are very expensive and most people can’t afford them. Moreover, Zhang Xiuzhi had no chance to buy one.

"I made it. Sheepskin. Have you forgotten that you got a sheep to eat last time? I want the skin..."

"what......"

Who wouldn’t be moved by these sheepskin gloves made by hand, even under very simple conditions?

Zeng Wangcai stroked the leather gloves, which were far less beautiful than those in later generations, and felt its warmth and texture.

"The gloves fit very well, I like them very much!" Zeng Wangcai put on the gloves and found that there was fur inside, which was much more convenient to use than cotton gloves. "I also prepared a New Year gift for you. We thought of the same thing, but my gift is not as good as yours, and it is not as thoughtful as yours..."

"What gift? Let me see!" Zhang Xiuzhi saw that Zeng Wangcai liked it and smiled. "It didn't take much effort. It took a while. Can you show me what it is?"

"Close your eyes first!"

"With your eyes closed, so mysterious."

"Yes, close your eyes first!"

Zhang Xiuzhi closed her eyes as she was told.

Zeng Wangcai looked at Zhang Xiuzhi's face. Her beautiful face was flushed, but her skin was not moisturized, and her red lips under her nose were a little dry.

The red lips so close at hand, with the fragrance of a young girl's breath, suddenly made Zeng Wangcai eager to move...