Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zhang Xiuzhi's most beloved thing was the flashlight given to her by Zeng Wangcai. She treated the flashlight as a treasure and never took it out normally. She only took it with her when she needed to go out to do something at night. After use, she would cherish it and put it in a cloth bag. She even sacrificed a piece of flowered cloth for this.

She refused verbally, but holding the electric baton in her hand, she skillfully fiddled with the bottom of the baton. On the flashlight, it was a charging plug, but on the electric baton, it was a safety switch.

She fiddled with it and turned on the safety switch, then she pressed the switch in the middle of the electric baton.

Sizzle...

A flash of blue light!

"No, be careful!" Zeng Wangcai, who had just paid attention to the two brothers in front of him and not Zhang Xiuzhi, was shocked. "This is not a flashlight, this is an electric baton. Although both are charged, their functions are completely different. A flashlight illuminates people, while an electric baton cools people down."

"Getting cooler?"

"Ok!"

If you lie down for a while, you will feel cold!

After listening to Zeng Wangcai's explanation of the power and function of the electric baton, Zhang Xiuzhi became very curious and asked him where it came from. She also said that she noticed it when she went to Sijiucheng, but there were no such flashlights for sale in the city at all.

"You are very attentive and you know how to ask around." Zeng Wangcai explained, "Xiuzhi, let me tell you, many of the things I gave you are not available on the market. Take the flashlight and the electric baton for example, they are things that only the army can use, and even in the army, they are hard to find. They are precious, and I used my connections to get them from the army."

This explanation is difficult to verify, at least Zhang Xiuzhi has no way of verifying it.

However, Zhang Xiuzhi's focus was not on the origin of the items, nor was this her original intention of inquiring. Rather, it was on the preciousness of the items. She felt that the fact that Zeng Wangcai could give her such a valuable item could explain a lot of things.

"You idiot, I get it. I just won't let anyone see it!" Zhang Xiuzhi smiled sweetly and put the electric baton into her cloth backpack.

In the Zeng family, everyone is different from others in one thing, that is, everyone has a backpack, a cross-body backpack. This was made by the dexterous Zhang Xiuzhi based on the model of Zeng Wangcai's canvas schoolbag. Everyone has one, even Zeng Youhuo has one.

This time, Zeng Wangcai and his companions entered the mountain in a different direction than last time when they hunted wild boars. After walking for almost an hour, the four of them reached the outskirts of the cow dung mountain they were looking for.

"Brother, let's go in from here. My dad said he hasn't had time to set the trap here yet." Xiaohu said, pointing to a small path leading into the mountain.

Zeng Wangcai looked at Lu and said, "Okay, you two give me the bag, Xiuzhi and I will set the trap, and you continue to go deeper and look for wild boars."

Xiaohu and Xiaobao knew that their sister-in-law was an expert, no worse than their father, so they did not refuse. They put the sack on the ground, said a word, and went into the mountain.

Zeng Wangcai took the gun off and handed it to Zhang Xiuzhi, saying, "How about I put on the condom?"

"Can you?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked suspiciously.

"Just remove the word 'ma'!" Zeng Wangcai picked up the sack and left. "Come on, I'll show you today that I'm omnipotent."

Zhang Xiuzhi shook her head, put her gun on her back and followed.

In fact, the trap made by Zeng Youhuo is very easy to set. Just pull the mechanism and spread the bait. The difficult part is choosing the location to set the trap.

But this is not a problem for Zeng Wangcai. Now that he has guinea fowl, setting the trap is just a process. Even if he sets it in a pit, he can still take out a chicken.

"How can you set traps like that? Are you trying to trap chickens or people? Set it on the roadside, huh?" Zhang Xiuzhi almost died of laughter when she saw Zeng Wangcai's choice of location. "It would be a miracle if there were wild chickens here. Wait for you, huh? I'll do it..."

As she spoke, Zhang Xiuzhi took the sack from Zeng Wangcai's hand and prepared to do it herself.

Zeng Wangcai naturally refused: "It's okay, it doesn't matter where you bet. Believe me, we are just going through the motions. If you bet secretly and can't remember and find it back, won't you lose a lot?"

"Uh..." Zhang Xiuzhi was speechless.

The difference between the traps they set this time and the usual ones was that this time there were too many, twenty at a time, not including the dozen or so set by Zeng Youhuo. With so many added together, it was normal that they couldn't remember where to set the traps. Even if they made marks, it would be hard to find them in this mountain where trees grew densely.

Zeng Wangcai just parked it on the roadside so that it would be easier to find.

Naturally, he also had reasons to convince Zhang Xiuzhi: "On the surface, we set traps for chickens, but in fact, we set traps for people. Have you forgotten the grandsons of Niujia Village? They will definitely come to make trouble. How can they find them if we set them secretly? We can only put them here. Once they come in, they will find them and steal them..."

Zhang Xiuzhi was stunned after listening to this, and she finally understood. Zeng Wangcai just wanted to make things bigger and have a fight with the people from Niujia Village.

After learning about Zhang Xiuzhi's idea, Zeng Wangcai laughed and said, "What do you mean by fighting? We are beating people up. Have you forgotten the electric baton I gave you? With this thing in your hand, it's not called fighting, it's called bullying."

"Is the electric baton so powerful?" Zhang Xiuzhi was a little skeptical.

"It's really hard to explain the specific power of this." He looked around and muttered, "You don't have an opponent to practice with right now, so I tell you, even if you meet a wild boar, I will kneel down and sing "Conquer" for you!"

"What is Conquest?"

"It's a song, sung by a bannerman from the Forty-Nine City. Whether it's good or not is beyond my comprehension, but the lyrics are very exciting."

"Sing one for me!"

"Hey, listen to me: I am conquered by you and drink the poison you have hidden..."

"Haha, you sound really bad, be careful or you'll attract wild boars."

Zeng Wangcai had to admit that he was not very good at singing. When other people sang to attract girls, the girls would exclaim: "Oh my god, it sounds so good, a voice kissed by God!" When he sang to attract girls, the girls' best friends would say: "Fuck, stop singing, you've vomited, have you eaten shit, your mouth smells like shit!"

Seeing Zhang Xiuzhi laughing so hard, Zeng Wangcai thought, forget it, even if he changed his body, he couldn't get a better voice, so he should not sing anymore, as he would sound like a comedian as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Okay, stop laughing and get to work. You said my singing is not good, so why don't you sing one?" Zeng Wangcai joked.

Zhang Xiuzhi said without any shyness: "I can sing, but I don't know many songs, none of your weird songs."

There are no popular songs nowadays, only popular songs.

Someone like Zeng Wangcai, who sings so well, has no right to talk about liking that kind of song. So because they felt uncomfortable working together without saying something, Zeng Wangcai teased Zhang Xiuzhi to sing.

"What are you singing? Work hard, and I'll sing a song for you when you're done." Zhang Xiuzhi said.

"Okay, you have to keep your word. I think people who speak nicely must also sing nicely." Zeng Wangcai offered a roundabout way of flattering him.

Even though it was just flattery, he felt that this was the truth. Although Zhang Xiuzhi's voice did not have the clip-like sound of Taiwanese girls, it was soft and pleasant to listen to.

It was still a bit troublesome and time-consuming to set up about twenty sets of condoms. Even if Zeng Wangcai insisted on choosing a random place to save time, it was still difficult to do it quickly. When the two of them had finished setting up all the condoms, the sun outside the mountain was slanting in the sky and turned into a big orange fireball.

It's dusk!

"Xiuzhi, now you've finished your work. Sing a song and see if it will attract wild boars!" Zeng Wangcai handed the kettle to Zhang Xiuzhi and said.

Zhang Xiuzhi glared at him and said, "You think I am you? My singing won't attract wild boars!"

"Then sing one!"

"Well, listen to me: we workers have power, hey, we workers have power... hey, we are busy working every day!"

"..."

Just four lines of poetry?

Zeng Wangcai saw Zhang Xiuzhi waving her arms while singing, which looked very powerful, but the song was too simple.

When Zhang Xiuzhi sang for the second time, a bunch of branches suddenly shook, and a black wild boar rushed out from it, staring at Zhang Xiuzhi with its two big eyes: Sing, why don’t you sing anymore?