Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Dabiao and Zhang Weihua entered the room. Jia Dongxu cleaned up the things and put the leftovers into the lunch box. His seventh uncle would not eat these. But he didn't mind. These leftovers were very oily. He could have a meal for his mother, daughter-in-law and son at night. He could also make a pot of vegetable soup tomorrow morning. It was so good with oil and salt. Unfortunately, his seventh uncle didn't like them.

"Dongxu, where is your director from?" Cao Lianbiao asked.

"He seems to be from Jiangsu. His accent is different from ours. He is a college student and joined the post office after graduation. He came here because that bastard Shang Hongqi got into trouble." Jia Dongxu now thinks of Shang Hongqi, the man who broke Yi Zhonghai's leg, and he still grits his teeth in hatred.

"I also think he is not from the north. What's his name?" Cao Lianbiao asked Jia Dongxu again. He only knew that his last name was Shi, and he didn't feel comfortable asking his name at the dinner table.

"Call Shi Chu here," said Jia Dongxu.

Cao Lianbiao spat out a mouthful of tea. "Is his name so interesting?"

"What's the big deal? Our director has a younger sister named Zhenxiang," Jia Dongxu didn't care.

"Shi Chulai, Shi Zhenxiang, your director's parents are talented!" Cao Lianbiao was immediately convinced. Anyone who could give a child such a name must be extraordinary.

"He is definitely a talent," Jia Dongxu felt that his great-grandfather was also a talent, and it would not be nice to add his own surname to the names he gave to his father and two uncles.

Zhang Weihua and Zhang Dabiao came into the house. "Dabiao, let me tell you something good first. I checked the family you told me about last time. It turned out to be an enemy spy. He was a carrier pigeon, and the messenger was caught."

"Really? That's really God's will," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao, I told Director Wang that it was your brothers who provided the clues. Director Wang attached great importance to it. He said that your brother and nephew walk around the streets every day and will know more about the situation in the future. He asked me to receive some individual training and the bureau will provide a subsidy. The money won't be too much, 5 yuan a month and 5 kilograms of food coupons. If anyone finds any information and verifies it, they will be rewarded," said Zhang Weihua.

"I am so grateful to the bureau leaders. If my brothers and nephews knew about this, they would jump for joy." Zhang Dabao was happy from the bottom of his heart. It was not just because of how much money the bureau gave them, but more importantly, it was the official recognition of their identities, which meant a lot to them being able to live a normal life in the city.

"Also, Director Wang said that the delivery team can be expanded. It would be best if it had both men and women. When delivering goods, women can communicate with the elderly ladies and women who are looking after children in the surrounding areas. They can even infiltrate these people and obtain more information," said Zhang Weihua.

"Then I'll find some time to buy three more donkeys? Let the six of them divide into six groups?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Weihua.

"We won't pay any money because we don't have the budget for that," said Zhang Weihua.

"I won't ask you to pay. You have money. Last time you sold ten donkeys to the factory, and the money has been given to me," said Zhang Dabao.

"That's fine. When you need to contact relevant units, tell me directly and let the branch contact you." Of course, Zhang Weihua also had to make his attitude clear.

"Then when will you give them training? Where will you train them?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Weihua.

"Let's train them here tomorrow night. You are responsible for notifying them," said Zhang Weihua.

"What about the second thing?" Zhang Dabao remembered that Zhang Weihua talked about two things when he came.

"The second thing is related to Dongxu. Geng Tao, who committed fraud today, was arranged by someone," said Zhang Weihua.

"Who is it? It's not that I look down on my nephew, but who could someone like Dongxu offend?" Zhang Dabia said with a smile.

"Geng Tao doesn't know who it is. It's the two people this afternoon. The old man gave Geng Tao ten yuan and arranged for him to do this. Geng Tao doesn't know what the specific purpose is," said Zhang Weihua.

"They want to attract others through Dongxu. It seems these people are well prepared," Zhang Dabao said with a sigh.

"Tell Dongxu to pay attention these two days. These people haven't achieved their goal, so they should have a backup plan. Tell me if there is anything. I have to go now, as I have something else to do." Zhang Weihua said and stood up to say goodbye.

Zhang Dabao and Jia Dongxu sent him out of the hospital and said, "Dongxu, Geng Tao came here to steal your porcelain today. You should be careful these two days. If you encounter any trouble, run away and go directly to the police station to find Uncle Zhang. I will ask someone to find out who asked Geng Tao to do this. You can go back now."

Jia Dongxu was a little confused when he heard Zhang Dabiao's words. He deliberately touched my porcelain? Who did I offend? Is he bullying honest people? Jia Dongxu took the lunch box and returned home carefully.

"Dongxu, what's the matter? Why did you rush to find your seventh uncle this afternoon?" Zhang Cuihua asked Jia Dongxu when he returned home.

"Mom, Geng Tao from Mashiliu Hutong was trying to scam me today. Someone arranged for him to scam me and confiscated my bicycle. My seventh uncle went there and beat him up, and asked Chief Zhang from the police station to arrest Geng Tao," Jia Dongxu said to his mother.

"Geng Tao is such a bastard, I can't stop scolding him!" Zhang Cuihua stood up angrily.

"Mom, Geng Tao is in prison. What's the point of scolding him? You are a worker now, an excellent worker." Jia Dongxu quickly persuaded his mother.

"I'll settle the score with him when he comes out." Zhang Cuihua sat down angrily.

"Mom, today my seventh uncle taught me how to make another kind of pasta, hand-rolled noodles. It's delicious. I'll make it for you tomorrow," said Jia Dongxu.

"Who is Da Biao inviting today? I heard from Jingru that it's your director?" Zhang Cuihua asked her son again.

"Is it just about Geng Tao's matter? My seventh uncle invited Chief Zhang and Uncle Cao from the police station, our Chief Shi, and with the two of us, the food is delicious. My seventh uncle's cooking is as good as Sha Zhu's. I have decided to become my apprentice, and I will become my seventh uncle's apprentice," Jia Dongxu said excitedly.

"Dongxu, are you sick? Dabiao has asked the leader for help on your behalf, and you don't even say a word?" It was becoming increasingly difficult for Zhang Cuihua to communicate with her son because she didn't know what Jia Dongxu's focus was.

"Of course I kept it in mind. I don't have the ability to pay it back now. How can I stay so poor forever? My seventh uncle said that I have learned the skill of making noodles, so it is enough to open a noodle shop. I can support my family even if I don't deliver letters in the future," Jia Dongxu said happily.

"Dad, is the noodles you mentioned so delicious?" Banggeng was so greedy after hearing what Jia Dongxu said.

"Of course it's delicious. There's some braised meat in the lunch box. I'll make it for you tomorrow morning," said Jia Dongxu.

"But I'm very hungry now. My seventh uncle and you are not at home tonight, and the steamed bread we eat is not enough to satisfy my hunger," said Banggeng.

"It's easy to deal with being hungry. Just eat something first. Uncle Seventh made braised pork today, and there are still a lot of pieces. Let's call Aunt and Uncle Xinsheng over and have something to eat," said Jia Dongxu.

"Banggeng, go to the middle courtyard and call Zhuzi and Yushui," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Yes, let that bastard Shazhu have a taste of Uncle Qi's cooking, so he doesn't have to show off every day," said Jia Dongxu.

"Is this what I mean? You are pretending to be a bitch, do you have no brains?" Zhang Cuihua hit her son again.