Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

In the evening, the whole family was there for the first dinner after Zeng Wangcai returned.

At the dinner table, Zeng Youqian was still used to drinking a glass of wine, two taels, no more, no less.

Chen Yumei was talking about work with her daughter-in-law. Chen Yumei was talking about the grocery store, while Zhang Xiuzhi was talking about the transformation of the steel mill. The two people were talking about completely different things, yet they were able to communicate smoothly.

"Dad, have they always been like this?" Zeng Wangcai asked his father from the side.

"Don't worry about them!" Zeng Youqian took a sip of wine and said, "We two are talking about our own business. You know a lot of people. Today, we suddenly received a notice saying that during the National Day, the garment factory will organize people to celebrate on the street. Do you know why?

"There was no such thing during the National Day in previous years, and this time it came too suddenly and on a large scale."

It's all your son's fault!

But let’s not talk about this for now, your grandson’s parent-teacher conference is more important.

"Mom, Dad, and daughter-in-law, I have something to say!" Zeng Wangcai attracted everyone's attention, patted his son on the shoulder and said, "The school will hold a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, and the teacher said it would be best if Dad went to the meeting. This is the first time for the eldest and second child to attend a parent-teacher meeting. Fortunately, I rushed back..."

"Why should you go and I can't go?" Zhang Xiuzhi interrupted.

"The school has its own considerations!" Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "It's also for the celebration. In most families, men have the final say, so I guess they have something to ask the students' parents to do."

"You look down on women?"

"......" Zeng Wangcai laughed awkwardly, "What does that have to do with anything? This is the school's opinion, not my opinion."

"Then let me tell you what your precious son did in the past month at school." Zhang Xiuzhi's pretty face was frosty. "In the twenty-one days of school, they had sixteen fights. Except for three Sundays, they didn't fight for three days. In total, they knocked out a classmate's tooth, made his nose bleed five times, and tore his clothes six times... So, I suspect that they asked you to go and didn't let me go because they didn't want to get beaten. They must have done something wrong at school."

"Ah, this..." Zeng Wangcai was shocked. He didn't realize his son had a violent tendency. He turned around and asked, "Why are you fighting? You need to unite with your classmates, understand?"

"Dad, I'll confess! We'll all confess, please judge for us!" The two brothers stood up in a flash, "The classmates we beat up deserved to be beaten. They were all fifth graders, older than us. On the first day of school, three fifth graders saw that our clothes were better than theirs during recess, so they asked us to give them money. When we refused, they beat us up. Do you think they deserved to be beaten?"

"If you can't beat him to death, what about the second time?"

"The second time was also the fifth grade. They came to seek revenge and called two people, a total of five people, to block us in the toilet. We fought back. Do you think it was right or wrong?"

"Yes! What about the third time?"

"The third time..."

The two brothers actually remembered clearly the causes of every fight, and they were all passive.

Zeng Youqian and his wife ate quietly with smiles on their faces, without interrupting. When it came to educating their children, they were of one mind and never interfered.

However, they seemed to have heard this story many times and knew the inside story, so they were trying to hold back their laughter.

Zeng Wangcai touched his nose, watched his two sons peek at their wives weakly, and then bravely winked at him.

He smiled and persuaded: "Now that things are clear, I don't blame you, you did nothing wrong!"

"Wow!"

"Mom, listen, Dad said we were right..."

The two brothers are worthy of being twins. Their cries are in unison and their lines are exactly the same, as if all the grievances that have been pent up for a long time are released at once.

Zhang Xiuzhi ignored them and took a piece of bean sprouts that her mother-in-law liked to eat with chopsticks. Since her mother-in-law couldn't reach it, she stood up and handed it to her mother-in-law: "Mom, you eat the vegetables, why don't you put this over there!"

“Hey, hey, hey, I’ll do it myself, you eat too!” Chen Yumei took the dish with a smile, and picked up the bowl of tofu in front of her, “Xiuzhi, come, fried tofu, you like it!”

"Thank you, Mom!" Zhang Xiuzhi thanked with a smile.

The whole scene is one of harmony between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

But the two brothers Zeng Hao and Zeng Bang thought that this was too much acting. Couldn’t you two change the dishes?

"You two sit down, let's talk about this. We will definitely bring it up at the parents' meeting tomorrow." Zeng Wangcai knew that the task of educating his two sons fell on his shoulders.

"Oh!" The two brothers sat down.

"If I'm not mistaken, you two were beaten by your mother, right? Let me guess... eight times, right?" Zeng Wangcai guessed.

"Not eight times, nine times!"

"Mom beat us nine times... Dad, you decide for us..."

"Cool..." Chen Yumei laughed inappropriately.

"Grandma, you're still laughing, wow..."

"Alright, alright, stop crying!" Zeng Wangcai had a headache. "It seems like you two don't know why you were beaten. Your mother beat you not because you fought, but because you didn't hit her hard enough. Bullies should be beaten harder once or twice so that they won't dare to cause trouble again. But you two were beaten sixteen times..."

"Ah?" The two brothers were stunned with snot and tears on their faces.

Zeng Wangcai chatted with his son for a while, and then asked them to leave since they had finished their meal anyway.

"Who is behind this incident and who is the other party?" Zeng Wangcai asked without thinking.

"Some director, I think he's from the District Health Bureau, his last name is Jin!" Zhang Xiuzhi answered, "He's the deputy director. His son is two years older than the eldest and second child. He was held back a grade and is the bully in the school. The principal turned a blind eye to this. The eldest and second child's clothes and things may have been better after they went to school, so they were targeted."

"Your front teeth were knocked out?"

"Well, the guy surnamed Jin didn't come. The school came to look for me once." Zhang Xiuzhi nodded, "But the trouble was caused by a nephew surnamed Jin. He found a few idle people to cause trouble."

"You ignored it, right? Okay, let's see if we can meet again tomorrow." Zeng Wangcai understood all the background of the matter.

The parent-teacher meeting of Hongxing Primary School was held as scheduled. Zeng Wangcai brought his two sons, followed by his unshakable sword-wielding bodyguard Xiaobao, to Hongxing Primary School.

Before the four people reached the school gate, they were blocked at the entrance of an alley.

"Dad, that's him!" Zeng Hao pointed at a primary school student behind a few hooligans at the entrance of the alley and said, "He is Jin Ming, and the guy in front of him is his cousin."

“I got it. Just follow Uncle Leopard and don’t run around!” Zeng Wangcai handed his son to Xiaobao and walked forward with one hand in his pocket.

"You are the father of these two little brats?" The young man who led the group stopped Zeng Wangcai, "Your son knocked out my brother's teeth. What do you think we should do about this?"

What a bullshit! What a bullshit!

Even after getting to this point, I still encounter this kind of thing.

Zeng Wangcai sighed inwardly and immediately asked, "Brother, what do you want to do?"