Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Eat whip?

"What whip?" Cao Wang and Jiao Hua were both stunned and didn't react.

"It's that whip..." Zhu Laojiu said as if he was presenting a treasure, "It's a very nutritious whip. We specially invited a chef from Fengze Garden. The chef is an expert at making whip. The whip is stewed with eggs. Even the emperor would not eat it..."

After understanding what Zhu Laojiu said, Cao Wang stopped on the spot, his face slightly stiffened: "Which whip are you talking about?"

"Yes, that whip!"

"Nonsense!" Cao Wang was furious. "How can you eat that? Nonsense, I won't watch it anymore..."

Give those old leaders a beating?

Isn't this a joke?

Cao Wang turned around and left, thinking that brother Wangcai was the best and more thoughtful.

Looking at the backs of Cao Wang and the other man, Wang Lu and Zhu Laojiu were confused. They left just like that...won’t they even come into the village to have a cup of tea?

......

This year's Spring Festival, the city is much more lively than in previous years, and the streets and alleys are filled with the sound of firecrackers.

Ordinary people, whose lives are better than in previous years, have become much more generous. In addition to providing food and clothing, they also give some pocket money to children to buy firecrackers.

Some are happy while others are sad. Compared with other homes in the city, the Siheyuan seems much more depressed this year.

According to the original plot, this year's New Year's Day was going to be very lively, and a family gathering initiated by a few uncles to adapt to the new era was about to begin, but here, it didn't happen.

Among the three uncles, except Yi Zhonghai, the other two uncles had something going on at home.

The third brother, Yan Bugui, had a keen sense of smell and did not dare to calculate the fee for writing the couplets, so he chose to keep a low profile; the second brother, Liu Haizhong, was in even more trouble and was busy trying to find connections to bail out the people, while his wife and son were still being held in the police station.

Yi Zhonghai was the only one left and he was too lazy to make any more trouble, so he just stayed with his wife and Han Qiaosheng, his disloyal fake son, to celebrate the holiday. He didn't even look for Sha Zhu, and focused on the fact that Zeng Wangcai had returned and was honest and decent.

Zeng family in the front yard.

Zeng Wangcai's house was quite lively, with a large number of people chatting under the blessing of water heating.

"I think the sooner this is done, the better, so that we don't have to worry too much." Chen Yumei glanced at Zeng Wangcai, then looked at Zhang Xiuzhi, with a satisfied smile on her face, "On the fifth day of the New Year, the birthday of the God of Wealth, you two should get it done, so that your grandmother won't be unable to sleep all night. What do you think, Xiuzhi?"

Zhang Xiuzhi lowered her head and was reserved!

"What are you talking about?" Zeng Wangcai said speechlessly, "The fifth day of the first lunar month is the birthday of the God of Wealth, and then we get married? Mom, aren't you too anxious? No one is working on the fifth day of the first lunar month, how can we get a certificate?"

"You'll be back to work on the sixth day of the New Year, so you can just go and get the certificate on the sixth day. It only takes one day." Chen Yumei said with eyes wide open.

"No, get on the bus first and buy the ticket later?"

"How can you talk like that, kid? What do you mean by get in the car first..."

"Isn't this metaphor very apt?"

"Don't waste time, let's do it on the fifth day of the New Year. Ask Sha Zhu to cook two tables of food and invite relatives and friends..."

"Say less!" Zeng Youqian spoke up. After scolding his wife, he looked at Zeng Wangcai and said, "Wangcai, if your grandmother's wishes are followed, you two won't be able to get married for the time being."

"What do you mean?" Chen Yumei was fed up and said angrily, "The eldest brother is not young anymore, Xiuzhi is old enough, who can say anything about getting married now? Do you think it's the same as a few years ago?"

"You don't understand. Oh, stop talking..." Zeng Youqian took out a pack of cigarettes irritably and lit one. "Let me put it this way. The situation is different this year. If you want to get married, just go get a certificate and that's it. You'll be husband and wife. Don't even think about anything else, like treating people to a meal or receiving gifts... forget it!"

"You mean you don't want gifts?" Chen Yumei didn't understand what her husband meant, and said unhappily, "Why? Our Wangcai's money didn't come from the wind. It's a loss to invite people to dinner now. A family gives fifty cents or one yuan, and then they bring five or six families..."

"Mom, you don't understand what Dad means!" Zeng Wangcai explained helplessly, "Dad didn't say he doesn't want gifts. What he meant was that we can't get married this year. It's best to just get the marriage certificate and be done with it."

"Yes, Wangcai is right!" Zeng Youqian echoed.

"That won't do!" Chen Yumei got angry again, "My son is getting married secretly? It's not shameful. Besides, although Xiuzhi's parents are gone, her mother said that the village is her family home, and she must marry out of the village, and it must be glorious..."

Zeng Wangcai and his father looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

This marriage...can it still be concluded?

At night, inside the new house.

Zeng Wangcai was lying on the sofa, and Zhang Xiuzhi was sitting on the single sofa next to them. One of them was watching a TV series, while the other was listening to music on her mobile phone.

Only in this place, when the two of them are alone together, can they feel so relaxed.

"Xiuzhi, what should we do?" Zeng Wangcai, who was watching "Siheyuan", asked, "Our affairs have become a problem for the family. Grandma wants to make a big fuss, but Dad thinks the situation is not good and we can't make a big fuss. Mom is afraid that you will feel wronged, so she is unwilling to make it..."

The previous discussions ultimately came to no avail.

"I don't care!" Zhang Xiuzhi took off her headphones and said, "But you, your business is serious. When are you going to go back?"

"What do you mean by go back? You should say go over there!" Zeng Wangcai put down the tablet and said, "Besides, in my opinion, our marriage is the most serious thing..." At this point, Zeng Wangcai got up, smiled slyly, and put his head under Zhang Xiuzhi's head, "I think, marriage is the biggest and most serious thing, how about we..."

puff!

Zeng Wangcai, whose skills were comparable to those of a special forces soldier, was knocked to the ground with just one move.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xiuzhi gave Zeng Wangcai a massage on his waist: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so aggressive..."

"I didn't move my hands or feet, I just wanted to move my mouth..."

"What? You still want to kiss me?"

"I......"

Outside the door, Chen Yumei, who had just walked over, overheard the last two sentences. She quickly stopped, sighed, and went back.

"Mr. Zeng, the wedding has to happen..." Chen Yumei was about to say something when someone came to the door and interrupted the couple's conversation about Zeng Wangcai's marriage.

Someone is at the door looking for Zeng Wangcai!

"Who is it?" Chen Yumei opened the door.

"Hello, my name is You Benhua, and I'm here to see Comrade Zeng Wangcai..." You Benhua stood quietly at the door.

A few minutes later, Zeng Wangcai entertained You Benhua in the north room.

"Captain You, why are you here during the Chinese New Year?"

"Something happened!" You Benhua said straight to the point, "We got secret information. I'm afraid you have to rush over early. Something happened to your business in Jiangdao..."