Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

The backyard of No. 95 Courtyard became lively again in the evening. In fact, people who are not used to spicy food should not eat too much boiled fish. It feels great when eating and even better when defecating.

"This is so delicious, I feel like I can eat another bowl," Bang Geng said after eating three big bowls in a row.

"Fuck you, can you bear to eat so much at night? What if you feel uncomfortable at night?" Jia Dongxu stopped Bang Geng who wanted to continue eating.

"Banggeng, your father is right. It's not good to eat too much. It makes you feel uncomfortable." It was rare for Zhang Cuihua to agree with her son.

"But it's so delicious," said Bang Geng.

"Even if it tastes good, you can't eat it. I've learned how to do it. The last pot was made by me. I'll make it for you when you want to eat it," Jia Dongxu said proudly.

"Dongxu, you are so awesome," Zhang Lianhua praised her nephew again.

"You can do it, but you can't catch fish?" Banggeng's words hurt Jia Dongxu again.

"Get out!" Jia Dongxu was angry.

Qin Jingru has broadened her horizons since coming to the capital. She didn't eat much fish at home. She had never heard of sweet and sour fish or boiled fish, let alone eating fish with rice. She ate three bowls of rice tonight and she felt the rice was stuck in her throat.

People say that after seeing prosperity, it is hard to stick to poverty. This is the fact. After eating all kinds of delicious food, it is always hard to swallow steamed bread again. Who would want to live a hard life again after enjoying a good life? So Qin Jingru now has only one wish in her heart, that is to stay in the capital, preferably to marry to No. 95 Courtyard, so that she can have delicious food every day as a relative of the Jia family.

But she is still too young, she is only fifteen years old this year.

Today, the No. 95 courtyard became lively again in the second half of the night. Banggeng went to the toilet three times in a row, Lou Xiaoe went twice, Xu Damao went once, Jia Dongxu also went twice, and Qin Jingru also went to the toilet three times.

The gate of Yard No. 95 had been closed by Yan Bugui, so Zhang Dabao was busy in the bathroom all night, causing the big goose raised by Huang Xinsheng to keep calling, which seriously affected Zhang Dabao's rest. If he had known that there would be such a result, he would definitely limit the amount for everyone, one bowl per person, so that everyone would not have to go to the bathroom.

"Banggeng, what's wrong?" After Zhang Dabao got up, he saw Banggeng sitting at the door, looking listless.

"Seventh Uncle, my butt hurts so much," said Banggeng.

"Who made you so useless? You can't eat spicy food. Why do you eat so much?" Jia Dongxu scolded his son loudly.

"Don't talk about the jokes. It seems that the food is a bit spicy. Dongxu, ask your aunt to cook some rice porridge and add more sugar. You will feel much better after eating a bowl of it," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"Sister-in-law and brother Damao, come over and have some rice porridge. Second sister put sugar in it. It will help you feel better." Zhang Dabao saw Lou Xiaoe who was also sitting at the door.

"Dabao, this fish is really delicious, but I can't stand it," Xu Damao shouted, and then he came to Zhang Dabao's door and sat on a stool.

"This is Sichuan cuisine. We are not used to it. Please eat less next time you eat it," said Zhang Dabao.

"It's not easy. Once you start eating this dish, you can't stop," said Xu Damao with a wry smile.

"There's nothing we can do about it. If you like to eat it, you have to suffer. It will be fine once you get used to it." Zhang Dabao smiled, but Lou Xiaoe rolled her eyes at him.

After everyone ate the rice porridge with sugar, the burning sensation felt much better, and those who were working or going to school all left.

"Sister-in-law, can I give you a massage?" Zhang Dabao asked Lou Xiaoe who was still sitting at the door of Xu's house.

"Go to hell, what are you thinking? Do you think I don't know?" Lou Xiao'e was so scared that she hurried home. What a lovely guy.

Zhang Dabao also had something to do today, he was going to look for Cui Zhong. His two crows were arranged to stay at the district government staff quarters last night. Since they didn't know where Cui Zhong's home was, they arranged a crow at the south gate and the east gate of the staff quarters, and as long as they found Cui Zhong, they would tell Zhang Dabao.

After coming out of No. 95 Yard, Zhang Dabao parked his car in a space in a small forest, changed his clothes, and put on makeup. Now he has become a government worker in his forties, carrying a briefcase and walking on the road.

Cui Zhong left the family compound at nine in the morning and came to the Dongcheng District Supply and Marketing Cooperative. He should be working here. Cui Zhong sat here until twelve o'clock in the morning. He met two young men at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative and went to a small restaurant. After lunch, he went to stroll in the park until it was almost dark.

The three of them went to the restaurant again to eat and drink, and then they came to the entrance of the cinema, apparently to watch a movie.

Zhang Dabao also arrived at the cinema entrance at this time. It was seven o'clock in the evening and it was not too dark yet. The movie should not start yet. Many young people were waiting at the cinema entrance, both men and women, in groups of three or five, talking in a group.

Zhang Dabao suddenly saw an acquaintance, the young man who arranged for Gu Tao to scam Jia Dongxu. He was Liu Qingchao's nephew Lao Wu. At this time, Zhang Dabao had an idea.

Lao Wu was with the two young men. They had all appeared in Liu Qingchao's yard. None of those who plotted against Lin Hua were good people.

Among the three of them, one of them knew Cui Zhong and greeted him from a distance. At this time, Lao Wu and the other two walked towards the entrance of the cinema. When passing by Cui Zhong, Zhang Dabao swung the flying sword in his hand and threw three swords. Cui Zhong's hand was also moving forward. His two accomplices did not see Cui Zhong's movements clearly, but Lao Wu and the other two fell down with bleeding chests. At this time, the sword was already in Cui Zhong's hand, and blood was flowing down from the tip of the sword.

"Ah..." Someone discovered the blood on the ground and screamed in fright.

Cui Zhong didn't understand why these people were shouting, so he looked up quickly and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. "Brother Zhong, why is this happening?" one of his companions asked Cui Zhong.

"No reason, whose thing is this?" Cui Zhong pointed at the sword on the ground and picked it up again.

His two accomplices were terrified and didn't understand why Cui Zhong suddenly attacked and killed people, but he had a sword in his hand and they were very scared, fearing that he would stab them, so they ran away without looking back.

Cui Zhong thought something had happened, so he chased after the two men. The two men became even more frightened and ran faster.

At this time, the two security guards of the cinema also came over and saw Cui Zhong chasing someone with a sword. The two men took up their weapons and chased after him.

Cui Zhong was a fat man and was caught by the security guard after he ran a few steps. Since a murder had occurred, Cui Zhong was sent to the police station.