Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Yan Bugui has always been eyeing the two rooms, but has never succeeded.

Originally, the third aunt advised him to spend some money on gifts and to try his luck, but he was reluctant to do so and wanted to cheat by taking the money first and then arguing when he couldn't explain it clearly.

There are countless such things, just like the earthquake-resistant sheds after a major earthquake, which eventually became the property of each family.

It happened that Zeng Wangcai took the soldiers out to pull timber, so there was no one here, and Yan Bugui didn't know who did it.

"Who is it? Who did this immoral thing?" Yan Bugui shouted at the top of his voice.

It was time to get off work. Sha Zhu and a few people who worked at the steel mill came back and saw Yan Bugui howling there.

"What's going on? Uncle, what happened..." Sha Zhu took the lead in asking.

"Shazhu, you came just in time!" Seeing Shazhu, Yan Bugui Mashan complained, "I don't know which wicked person has moved all our things out of the house and scattered them everywhere. These are not my family's things. Xiao Zhang, your family's things are also here."

The young man named by Yan Bugui immediately laughed and said, "Uncle San, don't bring up our family. Our family has a broken chopping board. I asked my mother to throw it away a long time ago, but she didn't listen. Ninety percent of these things are your family's things, right?"

Yan Bugui's face turned red, he was right.

Old Yan was a stingy person. Even when he was not thinking about the house, he still used these two rooms as his own warehouses. Because of this, he often had arguments with other families in the yard.

Later, as time went by, people got too lazy to argue over some junk and felt it was not worth it.

At this time, the third aunt heard the noise and came in from the front yard: "What's going on? What are you yelling about?"

"Yang Ruihua, are you dead? You don't know how to take care of things at home. Look at our things, all have been thrown out." Yan Bugui continued to yell, complaining that his wife did not take care of things at home.

"Blame me?" The third aunt looked aggrieved. "This is Zeng Wangcai who moved out. Now they have the formalities in place. The house was given to Zhang Xiuzhi from their family. Zeng Wangcai told me when he was moving his things. I can't move it alone..."

"Given to Zhang Xiuzhi? Based on..." Yan Bugui subconsciously wanted to make a scene, but suddenly realized that Zhang Xiuzhi was Zeng Wangcai's unmarried daughter-in-law, and that Zeng Wangcai had made a move, so he immediately changed his expression, "Based on Zhang Xiuzhi's contributions in the factory? That's more than enough, this house should be given to Zhang Xiuzhi, very good, very good..."

"Haha, Third Uncle, your face changes so quickly." Sha Zhu thought Yan Bugui's distressed yet unconvinced expression was hilarious, and couldn't help but joked, "You can't win the fight, right? In the past, you got angry with anyone who fought with your family for the house. My goodness, it's hard to even put a needle in it. You can't afford to offend them this time, right?"

"Go away, stay aside." Yan Bugui was furious. "What do you mean you can't afford to offend me? I did it willingly. Why should others fight for it? What contributions have they made? Wangcai is different. Wangcai risked his life to win the second-class merit..."

Although he was telling the truth, Yan Bugui was still flattering, and it was a very strong flattery.

"Yang Ruihua, hurry up, the boss and the others will be back soon, let's move our things away and sell the useless junk to the recycling station. I'll go and congratulate you..." Yan Bugui flattered everyone and went to Zeng's house in the front yard, followed by Sha Zhu.

Upon seeing the array of pots and pans at the Zeng family's door, Sha Zhu was shocked and said, "Wow, Auntie, your family has more food than during Chinese New Year. You cooked so much, can you eat it all? Do you want me to help you eat some..."

"Come on, help yourself!" Chen Yumei was in high spirits, inviting him warmly and generously, and then said with a smile, "Wangcai has brought his comrades back, and they are leaving tomorrow. Since you have helped, we must let them have a good meal."

"Comrades are here? That's right. Oh, we didn't see them just now."

"They went out. Wangcai bought a lot of wood. Someone shipped it here. They went to pick it up. It's in the alley on the west side..."

"Wood? For furniture? Go and take a look!"

Making furniture, holding wedding banquets, or even tailoring are all lively events, and if they happen in the courtyard, they will inevitably attract onlookers.

The young man went back hungry. Sha Zhu and Yan Bugui were interested in the wood bought by Zeng Wangcai, so they went out together.

As soon as they came out, they met the five-guarantee household in the courtyard, the deaf old lady who was called the "old ancestor" and whom no one in the courtyard dared to offend, who came back with the support of Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was lucky, or rather, his caution saved him.

In the Jia Dongxu incident, he did not suffer fatal injuries, but was only temporarily suspended from work in the factory and was released.

The old fox Yi Zhonghai knew that being released did not mean that he was safe. It was very likely that someone was secretly monitoring him. After all, the spy business was not over yet.

So the day after Yi Zhonghai came back, which was today, he began to manage his second persona honestly.

He had decided to give up Jia Dongxu a long time ago. This time he wanted to use Jia Dongxu to pair up with Zeng Wangcai, but in the end he failed and lost his piece. This made him realize that Zeng Wangcai was not easy to deal with.

Put aside the thought of dealing with Zeng Wangcai for the time being, and focus on the plan for retirement. Start treating the deaf old lady as your own mother.

"Hey, Sha Zhuzi, where are you going?" The deaf old lady asked with her crutches when she saw Sha Zhu and Yan Bugui talking and laughing.

In fact, the deaf old lady is not very old. Although she looks old, her legs and feet are quite nimble, but she likes to use crutches.

It was not known whether she had made any agreement with Yi Zhonghai, or whether Yi Zhonghai was trying to coax her. In the past, when she saw Sha Zhu, she ignored him.

"Old lady, are you taking a walk?" Sha Zhu stopped and ignored Yi Zhonghai. "It just rained and the road is slippery. Please be careful."

"It's okay, he's here." The deaf old lady patted Yi Zhonghai's hand, "You haven't answered my question yet, why are you guys going?"

"Oh, look, Zeng Wangcai's family bought a lot of wood to make furniture. Uncle San and I will go and have a look at what kind of good wood it is." Sha Zhu said with a smile, "You can walk slowly, let's go!"

Sha Zhu didn't have any thoughts about the deaf old lady and just treated her as an ordinary elderly neighbor.

This is Shazhu's nature, and it is also human nature. If you don't interact much and don't have much in common, you definitely won't be able to get close.

"Old lady, shall we go take a look?" After Sha Zhu and the other two left, Yi Zhonghai bent down and said, "Aren't you always thinking about the coffin after a hundred years? Let's go take a look."

"Okay, let's go and take a look!" The deaf old lady became interested when she heard it.

The deaf old lady has no children and is a five-guarantee household. Her food and drink are all provided by the state, so she has almost no desire for money.

If we were to say what she is obsessed with now, the first one is that, like Yi Zhonghai, she wants someone to see her off to the end of her life; the second one is the coffin.

The older generation is superstitious and cannot change. They attach great importance to the coffin in which one sleeps after death, so there is the saying "coffin book".

The deaf old lady's biggest obsession was to have a good coffin, and Yi Zhonghai grasped this point.

The two of them walked slowly in the direction of Sha Zhu. The deaf old lady walked slowly, and she didn't walk far before she saw Zeng Wangcai and a large group of people coming over.

Before she got closer, the deaf old lady's eyes suddenly lit up and she saw clearly the wood being pulled on the cart.

Wow, golden nanmu, huanghuali, top-quality golden nanmu...