Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

In order to prevent the two little brothers from disturbing him, Zeng Wangcai sprinkled two taels of melon seeds on them after dinner. This needs no explanation.

Zeng Xiaoqiang originally had something to tell his elder brother, but because he was thinking about the melon seeds, he did not go with him.

"Dad, can I go to see grandma with my eldest brother this week?" Zeng Xiaoqiang was cracking melon seeds, his eyes rolling around.

This is what he wanted to say. He wanted to go last time but didn't go. Last week, he also wanted to go fishing with us, but didn't go in the end.

"Dad, I want to go too!" Lai Fu said while chewing the melon seeds shells together.

"You two are going to cause trouble? Your eldest brother went back to work. Besides, can you walk dozens of miles?" Zeng Youqian said quietly, looking at the salted fish hanging in the room.

Zeng Lai Fu was suddenly conflicted. He looked at his calves and the torn cloth shoes with holes that exposed his big toes. He wondered whether he should go or not because his feet would hurt from walking in these torn shoes. But if he didn't go, there would be no delicious food or fun things to do without his elder brother.

Zeng Xiaoqiang knew what his little brother was thinking: "Third brother, big brother won't let us walk. He will take us in the car. This time big brother brought back a lot of things. In addition to what we have eaten, there is also milk powder..."

Speaking of milk powder, Zeng Xiaoqiang realized that he had let the cat out of the bag and looked at his father nervously.

"Milk powder? Where did this stuff come from?" Zeng Youqian asked immediately.

God has pity on us. Milk powder is a high-end product, more precious than white sugar or brown sugar. It is the most nutritious of all nutritious products, and even ordinary cadres' families cannot afford it.

Zeng Youqian once went to make clothes for a wealthy family. They praised his craftsmanship and made him a cup of milk powder, so he was lucky enough to taste it.

"I was wondering what the two boys were doing in the house these past two days. It turns out they were hiding to eat and drink delicious food." Chen Yumei came over and said, "Tell me, did they secretly eat the good things your big brother brought back? I've told you two so many times not to touch your big brother's things. He might be very useful to you. I'll tear your mouths apart..."

"Mom, Lai Fu didn't cheat!" Zeng Lai Fu licked his lips and said innocently, "My eldest brother gave it to Lai Fu. My eldest brother also told Lai Fu not to tell anyone, saying that if someone else...that is, that...Bang Geng knew about it, they would snatch it away..."

Although he stuttered, Zeng Lai Fu fell into the trap perfectly.

Zeng Xiaoqiang covered his face and thought, it’s over, he betrayed his eldest brother again. This is the second time. But this time his mother knows about it. She shouldn’t be afraid, right?

He thought naively.

Chen Yumei looked at Zeng Youqian, meaning that now that she had asked the question, she could take care of the rest.

Honestly speaking, after his family suddenly became rich and lived a good life, Zeng Youqian did not become complacent like a fool, but was a little worried instead.

Because it's too abnormal. My son suddenly becomes so capable. Why didn't he show it before?

I can’t explain it. Is there smoke coming out of my ancestral graves?

Zeng Youqian and his wife have been discussing the changes in their eldest son every night these days. Zeng Youqian even had the urge to go back to the countryside to see the ancestral grave to see if there was really smoke coming out of it. In just over half a month, the family's income has been equal to that of several years before.

Later, the couple decided to find time to have a good talk with their son.

As parents, we cannot just be happy for our son’s success, but also worry about whether his abnormal changes are normal.

"Where is the milk powder? Let me see it?" Zeng Youqian asked. He wanted to see if it was real milk powder.

Zeng Xiaoqiang quickly pulled Lai Fu out, cursing as he walked: "You are such a chatterbox, you betrayed my brother again. If my brother gets punished by my parents, what will you do?"

Zeng Lai Fu was so scared that he almost cried. He didn't want his elder brother to be punished.

The two of them returned to their room. Zeng Xiaoqiang looked back furtively and found that his parents had not followed them. Then he ran to the clothes box in the corner and dug out a porcelain jar.

Zeng Lai Fu ran to his own treasure trove and dug out a soda bottle with half a bottle of milky white liquid in it. This was the milk powder he begged his second brother to make today. He was reluctant to drink it all at once. He remembered that his eldest brother said that drinking a little before going to bed at night would help him grow stronger.

Now that his elder brother is in trouble, his little head is thinking about how to coax his parents and ask them not to teach his elder brother a lesson.

The two of them returned to the main house, one holding a porcelain jar and the other holding a soda bottle.

"Dad, this is milk powder...you drink it, you drink it...and don't scold your brother." Lai Fu stood on tiptoe and handed the soda bottle to his father.

Zeng Youqian shook the soda bottle, opened the lid, tilted his head back and took a sip.

Zeng Xiaoqiang glared and said, "Dad, you really drink?"

"What? I can't drink?" Zeng Youqian was almost angry to death by his son's behavior.

In fact, he just wet his mouth and tasted it to see if it was real milk powder.

"No...big brother said that you drink more milk than we drink water." Zeng Xiaoqiang was shocked and subconsciously blurted out what his big brother said at that time.

Zeng Youqian was stunned when he heard this, then his old face turned red and he looked at his wife, furious: "This little bastard is so rebellious that he even dares to tease his father. You too, dare to say anything in front of the child. Now, how can I live my life in the future?"

"What did I say?" Chen Yumei was blamed. She didn't understand at first, but she understood after a few seconds, "You should be beaten... No, I didn't say that."

"If you didn't say that, how did the boss know?"

"How do I know?"

Zeng Xiaoqiang was confused when he saw his parents suddenly quarreling, and said hesitantly: "Mom and Dad, what are you talking about? Hitting big brother? Isn't it wrong for big brother to tell us what grandma said?"

"Grandma, what did your grandma say?"

"My eldest brother said that grandma said you might have eaten it when you were a child. Drinking eight meals of milk a day is not enough..."

Your grandma said that?

That’s okay!

It was so embarrassing in front of my friend that I almost got my legs split. Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively, otherwise I would have been so embarrassed in front of my son.

But I think the same thing. You love your grandson too much. You tell him everything and it almost caused a misunderstanding.

Chen Yumei glared at the man and went back to her needlework. She didn't care. She didn't care about anything else. The most important thing was to make a pair of shoes for her son. School was about to start, and it was inappropriate for him to go to school with bare feet.

Once people have enough food to eat, they start to care about clothes. Once both are in place, they will care about spiritual things. This is normal, but it is not the case now. Now, the loudspeaker feeds your brain every day but does not take care of your stomach.

Like in later generations, your boss tells you every day that you should build the company as your home, and then pays you 3,000 yuan a month. But if you get home early, he will be happy, but if you leave home early, he will be unhappy. If you take a nap at home at noon, he will be angry with you.

People nowadays are much better than those in later generations. People in later generations are not easy to cheat. If you talk about family with people in later generations, they will talk to you about money. People nowadays are different. Even if they have to tighten their belts, they will still support the construction of our country, and they may even sell their houses and irons.

What Zeng Wangcai is doing now is to prepare spiritual food, but at the same time he has to add something substantial to it to avoid being accused of being empty.

He was scratching his head while writing and didn't notice Zeng Youqian coming in.

"You bastard, you said I drink more milk than you drink water?"