Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The manager said to Zhang Xingwang with a look of regret:

"Third Master was already very disappointed when he failed to become your disciple, and you said you were not in good health, which completely hit me."

He came over and patted Zhang Xingwang on the shoulder, saying to him hopefully:

"Third Master is indeed old, and he dislocated his arm twice when he was young. He definitely can't master your craft."

Then he changed the subject and asked expectantly:

"I'm different. Although I have a bit of a cold leg, I've practiced martial arts for decades. Do you think I can learn even a few moves from you?"

Zhang Xingwang was already confused by the manager and asked hesitantly:

"You haven't asked for advice yet?"

"I practiced Iron Sand Palm, but I was young and ignorant, and I was fooled by the storybook. I practiced for many years but still couldn't get it right...

Alas… I listened to the storybook and added some poison to the iron sand, and I almost died from the poisoning…”

As he said this, he raised his hands and insisted that Zhang Xingwang see if he could learn a few moves from him, which made Zhang Xingwang very annoyed.

After wondering for a long time, he seemed to understand something and asked the manager:

"How did you and the Third Master know each other?"

After hearing this, the steward said,

"I grew up with Sanye, and he's the big brother in our compound. Back then, I was the only one who could beat anyone in the alley except him. And when he went to challenge the gang, if I hadn't helped him, he would have been beaten to death..."

It seems that where there is a Sleeping Dragon there must be a Phoenix Chick. Zhang Xingwang really didn't want to pay attention to the chattering manager, so he shouted "Get the wild boar" and left without looking back.

When he came back with the last wild boar in his arms with great effort, the manager still had his eyes closed, his face full of reminiscence. He probably remembered the time when he and the Third Master were being chased and beaten by the martial arts school at sunset.

With a "cough", the manager was rescued from his memories. Otherwise, seeing his condition, he would be reminiscing for most of the night, and I guess the next time I saw him, he would be in a wheelchair.

However, the manager was not so excited when looking at the wild boar this time. He waved and called two young men to accompany Zhang Xingwang to weigh the boar. He stared at his hands from time to time, shaking his head with a lost look on his face.

Zhang Xingwang was a little uncomfortable looking at the manager who ignored him. It seemed that his "Kung Fu" had completely led these two old men astray.

After the two guys weighed the meat, it was 325 kilograms in total. He asked the guy to keep 25 kilograms for him after the meat was slaughtered. The total amount could be sold for 360 yuan. After deducting 50 yuan for 150 kilograms of cotton and 70 yuan for 42 feet of cloth coupons, only 168 yuan was left.

With the 200 yuan in the space, I barely made up 400 yuan. I had enough cotton now, after all, a quilt only weighs about 70 or kilograms, but not enough fabric, and there were only -foot tickets at the pigeon market.

I was thinking of going back to make a few beds first, and then figuring out the rest later. I have to go back to the village to pick up the express delivery in two days, so I have to save some money for the bottom of the box.

After returning home, I saw a room full of women, gathered around the sewing machine and commenting on it. Then I saw Zhang Xingwang coming back, and it was really late before they dispersed.

Zhang Xingwang also looked at the new furniture carefully, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't think there was anything good about it.

The little girl slowly stood up from below and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the little girl was afraid that the aunts would come and move the big thing away, so she squatted down and held the sewing machine tightly. She really became a good housekeeper in the future.

The second sister came over and said to Zhang Xingwang:

"Xingwang, this sewing machine will be kept at home. I am already very satisfied with having a dressing table as my dowry."

Zhang Xingwang felt that he didn't need this one thing, so there was no need to worry about it. The second sister refused to take the new dressing table when she saw it that day. If she couldn't move it alone, she would definitely move it back.

Zhang Xingwang looked at his family, his eldest sister who was carelessly cleaning the bicycle with one hand, his fourth sister who was buried in a book, and the little girl who was secretly eating candy. He felt depressed. In the family, apart from his mother who could sew and mend occasionally, it was probably only his second sister who would use it.

So Zhang Xingwang planned to brainwash the second sister, but no matter whether he was the incarnation of the Lord of Morality or possessed by Grandma Fiery Flame, the second sister refused to agree.

He had said all this, but the stubborn second sister just said "No". It seemed that a dressing table was the limit for her.

This time he finally understood the feelings of the two guys who were purchasing the products for the hospital. He thought it didn't matter where he put it, so he stopped worrying about it.

Zhang Xingwang said helplessly to his second sister:

"Second sister, I'll get some cotton and cloth tomorrow. Take some time to make a few quilts for grandpa and grandma."

My second sister's eyes lit up after hearing this. It seemed that she really liked being a tailor. She said she would make it as soon as possible.

The next morning, Zhang Xingwang went to two supply and marketing cooperatives and finally collected 70 feet of cloth. The cloth was now sold at 56 cents a foot, and he spent 340 yuan. He had to give a lot of money to others, and now he was left with a huge amount of yuan, which made the already poor Master Zhang even worse off.

He didn't dare to touch the remaining money at all. Not only did he have to buy some cigarettes, alcohol, New Year snacks and other miscellaneous items, but he also had to keep some for backup, in case when the time came to return to the village or into the mountains, he didn't even have money to buy things. That would be terrible.

However, in the past two days, Lou Xiao'e has not been seen hanging around him, which made Zhang Xingwang act like a thief when he goes out. He looks around while walking, for fear that this girl will suddenly appear from somewhere again.

I rode my bike all the way back to the yard. Now the backyard near their house has become the propaganda team's territory.

Since the whole hospital meeting, all the aunts in the hospital have gathered here to chat and talk about family matters. Zhang Xingwang is the absolute main force. After eating a handful of melon seeds, he can chat until the children come over and call their mother to go home to cook.

After having an unpleasant meal at Liu Haizhong's house yesterday, Zhang Xingwang began to prepare for a rainy day. Under Zhang Xingwang's hard work and leadership, the highest level has basically been reached where the propaganda team has the final say on whether the courtyard is in chaos or not.

The aunts were indirectly informed of the lifestyles and calculations of Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and even Yan Bugui, which overall raised the level of sophistication of the onlookers.

I sent the things I bought back. We just chatted for a while. Yesterday I told you about the story of the third uncle being stingy and taking advantage of others. Today I am popularizing the concept of Liu Haizhong beating children and unfilial parents. I have tried my best to maintain harmony in the courtyard. But now several aunts are completely convinced by Zhang Xingwang and follow his lead.

After a while, the third uncle Yan Bugui came quietly, dragged Zhang Xingwang to the edge of the yard, and said to Zhang Xingwang with a pleading look:

"Sui, Xingwang, please stop bullying your uncle. Isn't it enough that I surrender?"

Zhang Xingwang was still wondering:

"How can I punish you? You are overthinking it."

"Of course I don't think too much. When everyone greeted me at noon today, several people mentioned Yan Suanpan. Now everyone in the hospital knows about my calculations to take advantage of others, and they know it better than I do."

He looked at Zhang Xingwang with a frustrated look on his face and continued:

"Now everyone knows that these sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law all listen to you, so just let your uncle go, otherwise it will spread to the school in two days.

How can I be a teacher? My family of six depends on my salary. I dare not even go to class and I have taken a special leave to wait for you. "

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xingwang said that this was not a big deal. For the leader of the propaganda team, it could be resolved with just a few words.

But I can understand his difficulties. After all, it's all for survival. There is no right or wrong in order to survive. Let the third uncle go to work with peace of mind and be more careful in the future. He is still a good comrade.

Afterwards, under the third uncle's verbal offensive of "follow Zhang Xingwang's lead from now on", he continued chatting with the aunts.