Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

After appointing the commander-in-chief, Liu Haizhong asked the excited Yan Jiekuang to make arrangements, and let Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu leave, leaving only Liu Guangqi.

"Dad, what does this mean?" Liu Guangqi pulled Liu Haizhong aside and asked, "Why is he the commander-in-chief?"

"What do you know?" Liu Haizhong has also grown up, and said with a sinister smile, "The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. Zengzhuang is not that easy to deal with. Let Yan Jiekuang take the lead. If it's easy, then it's fine. If it's not, then you can leave. We'll find a way later. Got it?"

"But..." Liu Guangqi looked back and confirmed that no one was eavesdropping, then whispered, "What should we do with the stuff? If Yan Jiekuang sees it, won't we be able to share it with him?"

"You are stupid. Why don't you let him guard it and search it by yourself?" Liu Haizhong said angrily, "He is the commander-in-chief and needs to have an overall view of the situation. Just take a few people you trust to search it. Leave him outside and he won't dare to fart. He has always coveted the house left by Zeng Wangcai..."

This refers to the room with a bathroom that was renovated by Zeng Wangcai. It was his and Zhang Xiuzhi’s wedding room.

It's empty now, no one lives there.

It’s not that others don’t want to live there, but that they can’t.

Although Zeng Youqian seems to be quiet and dull, he is actually very smart. Realizing that the situation was not right, Zeng Youqian reluctantly gave up his position as director of the garment factory and proposed to retire earlier than Yi Zhonghai. This way he managed to escape the crisis unscathed before it affected him.

Then he realized that his son would be targeted sooner or later because of his being outside, so he mobilized the whole family, and secretly moved all the furniture in his son's room at night, like ants moving house.

The bed boards made of golden nanmu, the mahogany sofas, and even the small ornaments made of fine wood were all moved away.

That’s not all. The wooden barrel in the bathroom, the boiler outside, and other living facilities are also complete.

This means that if anyone wants to live there and enjoy the same kind of life as Zeng Wangcai's, with heating in the winter, being able to take off clothes when entering the house, and not having to go out at night, they will have to spend a lot of money on repairs.

However, Zeng Youqian did not expect that Liu Haizhong was so bold as to occupy his house, and no one could have imagined that Liu Haizhong was also eyeing Lou Zhenhua's house.

"I know, Dad. Just wait and see!" Liu Guangqi nodded hurriedly. "Wait until Zeng Youqian is defeated. Together with the people who were destroyed before, there will be no one related to the Lou family. Then you can move to Lou Zhenhua's place. The Lou family is now dead or alive, and can't make any waves. If you move away, then..."

"No need to say anything, I'll give you my place to live!" Liu Haizhong had thought about it long ago, and said immediately, "Let Guangtian and Guangfu live in the backyard. Forget about their broken house in the factory. Remember, don't let Guangtian cause trouble. He has a big grudge against Zeng Wangcai, and if he doesn't keep his cool, don't let anyone get killed."

He confessed this because he saw Liu Guangtian get into a van.

Originally, Liu Haizhong didn't want to let the second brother go, but now he thought, it might be good to let the second brother vent his anger.

Afterwards, Liu Haizhong taught Liu Guangqi some tricks to play pranks on people and then let them go.

More than a dozen vans marched towards Zengzhuang in a mighty manner. In this era, except that the vans did not quite fit the actual situation, everything else seemed to be no different.

Yan Jiekuang was in the first car. He sat in the co-pilot seat and led the team as the commander-in-chief. In the back row sat brothers Liu Guangqi and Liu Guangtian.

"Jie Kuang, after we catch the people, you let me play with the old dog..." As expected, Liu Guangtian made this request after he broke away from Liu Haizhong.

"Comrade Liu Guangtian, the bad guy needs to be judged by everyone." Liu Guangqi said righteously, "We have already planned to convene a meeting of all villagers in Zengzhuang to publicly try Zeng Youqian."

"Brother, just let me interrogate him for a while." Liu Guangtian refused to give up and said sinisterly, "I promise, after my interrogation, he will confess very quickly."

"You are stupid..." Liu Guangqi saw that his brother was not understanding, so he lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "Why are you in such a hurry? There are so many people in the village, you can't go too far. Follow the normal procedures. After you knock him down and take him away, it's up to you."

"I just can't get over it!"

"Come on, we've come this far after all these years, why are you in such a hurry?"

......

Zengzhuang.

If there is still a paradise today, Zengzhuang can definitely be considered one of them.

This is thanks to Zeng Wangcai's painstaking arrangement and management, which left a back garden for the family.

In other villages, if villagers dared to disobey, they would be immediately arrested by the team and forced to do hard labor during the day, and to stand in lines for meetings and be punished at night. They were only given one meal a day, and since there was not much food anyway, saving it was a profit.

Ma Ping was carrying a basket containing two kinds of green vegetables that can only be eaten in spring, as well as some fresh onions.

"Mom, I've picked the vegetables. I'll go wash them. You can come out for dinner." Ma Ping walked into the yard, put down the vegetable basket, went into the house and helped the old lady out.

In fact, there is no need for help. Although my grandmother is in her early seventies, she is very strong and can go to the greenhouse every day to take care of the vegetable garden.

"Third brother, you are here to eat too, have a cigarette!" Grandma took out a pack of slightly damp Camel cigarettes from her pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zeng Lao San who came to eat.

As my grandma got older, she suddenly developed a smoking habit a few years ago, saying that it helped her relieve her gas.

Zeng Youqian's brothers couldn't object. They knew that the old lady didn't smoke at all. She was smoking because she missed her eldest grandson. Otherwise, why would she smoke only the foreign cigarettes that her eldest grandson brought back and not any other cigarettes?

What's so good about that cigarette? It's so choking!

"I can't afford you any more!" Zeng Lao San waved his hands quickly, patted his pockets and said, "I have some here. You should keep these cigarettes for yourself. There aren't many left, right?"

"I'm almost done..." Grandma grinned, revealing two rows of teeth with one front tooth missing. "Last time Wangcai wrote back to say that I had finished my cigarette, and then he came back."

This is a video about Zeng Wangcai who found out that his grandmother smoked. Zeng Wangcai said those words to comfort his grandmother.

Lunch was simple, we ate the food that Zeng Wangcai brought back, hanging pot.

Just hang an iron pot over the fire, stew whatever dish it is in it, and then add some greens or something.

"There is a fire. Winter is about to come, and you have to pay attention to the greenhouse!" Zeng Laosan, who has retired to the second line, came here today to explain some things to the new branch secretary Zeng Youhuo.

"I know, Director Cao has informed me!" Zeng Youhuo nodded, "It won't be delayed. The vegetables from our village are supplied to many government agencies."

"Youqian, to be honest, our village is peaceful thanks to Wangcai." Zeng Laosan said to Zeng Youqian who was silent, "We don't know when this world will end. Our village has never had those bad things. You don't know what Zhujia Village has become now. They don't want to go to the good fields... Forget it, let's not talk about them. Zhu Laojiu, that old dog, has lost his integrity in his later years."

The two villages, which had been fighting for generations, have now determined the winner. Zengzhuang is peaceful and stable, with everyone having enough to eat, while Zhujia Village is in chaos.

"Village chief, village chief..." Before they had even started eating, Zeng Niu, the company commander of the village militia, ran in. "Something happened. A lot of cars came to the village entrance. A bunch of mad dogs got out of the cars. Everyone had a gun..."

"It's bad..." Zeng Laosan's heart skipped a beat. Are the peaceful days over?