Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Brother, what kind of job do you do? Security?" Huang Xinsheng asked again.

"Yes, it's a bit chaotic there, with people using knives and guns every day. I feel uneasy if we don't use our own people. It's better to contact a few more, at least ten. First, look for those with difficult family conditions and better military qualities. If the number of people is insufficient, I will use my connections to contact the head of the regiment to see if he has any suitable candidates," said Zhang Dabao.

"Brother, I'll go," Huang Xinsheng said with a firm face.

"You go?" To be honest, Zhang Dabao had never thought of letting Huang Xinsheng go. It was not that he did not trust Huang Xinsheng, but Huang Xinsheng already had a good foundation here. It was a bit inappropriate for him to go to an unfamiliar place and start over. Besides, his parents were still at home.

"Brother, I told you when we came to Beijing that wherever you go, I will go there. Now that you have your own business outside, I must help you," said Huang Xinsheng.

"Xinsheng, I am willing to ask you to help me, but you still have parents. You have a good future in the steel rolling mill. You are a clerk now, but you are only nineteen years old. In a few years, you will be able to become a deputy section chief or even a section chief," said Zhang Dabia.

"Brother, when I came to Beijing, I made it clear with my parents that they would rely on my five brothers for their old age. I left all my retirement benefits to help my fourth and fifth brothers get married. You saved my life, and I told them that I wanted to repay you, and they all agreed," Huang Xinsheng still insisted.

"Okay, if you are willing to go, then go. Contact people first. Don't be too picky about ten people. The more people the better. Come to me for the money tomorrow. Xinsheng, don't be frugal. These people used to be our brothers in life and death, and they will be people you can trust with your life and death in the future. It's worth spending money on them," Zhang Dabao gave some instructions and then returned to his room.

With the help of Huang Xinsheng, Zhang Dabao felt much better. After all, the person he trusted the most now was Huang Xinsheng. The first person he saw after reincarnation was him. He was his comrade-in-arms and a brother who had fought together on the battlefield. Although he could not remember clearly how he saved his life, there was no doubt that they were injured together.

He followed him to the capital, worked in the steel mill, and went to the grassland together. In fact, since the moment Huang Xinsheng appeared in the No. 95 courtyard after the Spring Festival, Zhang Zaibiao regarded him as a relative.

Today is Saturday. Zhang Dabao wants to go to the steel rolling mill to discuss the idea of ​​transferring Huang Xinsheng to Hong Kong with his cousin Li Huaide.

After getting up, Zhang Dabao went out and came to the cross-yard. The sweet potatoes planted in the field were almost ripe. After all, it was already late September. He had promised Yan Jiedi and other children to come and help. When he met them later, he would say hello in advance. If not, he would wait until next Sunday so that he could prepare some food in advance.

After washing up, he saw his eldest nephew Jia Dongxu squatting at the door, vomiting non-stop. Occasionally, he would drink some water to rinse his mouth before spitting again.

"Dongxu, are you feeling sick? Can't you just go brush your teeth?" Zhang Dabao walked over and said to him.

"It's not a tooth problem for my seventh uncle. There's something stuck between his teeth. It looks like a piece of broken bone. I can touch it with my tongue, but I can't get it out. It's so painful," said Jia Dongxu.

"Did you really eat bones this morning?" Zhang Dabao thought of his eldest sister's arrangement last night.

"Seventh uncle, the braised chicken bones are delicious. The small ones break into pieces when you chew them, but the big ones become tasty after you chew them for a while. I ate two steamed buns with the bones," Jia Dongxu said happily to Zhang Dabao.

"You are really promising. Are you a dog? You only eat bones." Zhang Dabao laughed angrily.

"I want to eat meat, but my mother won't let me. Besides, how can I compete with two children and a pregnant woman for meat?" What Jia Dongxu said made sense.

"Dongxu, you are awesome. Here's a toothpick for you." Zhang Dabao didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he went into the house and took out a few toothpicks and gave them to him.

Jia Dongxu picked out the broken bones with a toothpick in a few strokes. "Seventh Uncle, this thing is really useful. I have to go." Jia Dongxu packed up the toothpick, went into the house to check his watch, then pushed his green car and ran away.

Zhang Dabao returned to his room, ate something, and then went out to the steel mill.

The steel rolling mill is now busier than before, and the whole factory feels like it has a faster pace than before. When Zhang Dabao arrived in front of the office, he parked his motorcycle and went into the office building. As soon as he entered the office building, he heard the loud voice of his cousin Zhang Cuihua.

It turned out that the Women's Federation's office was on the first floor, and Zhang Cuihua was mediating a couple's dispute.

"Bai Pengcheng, Chu Ling, I've heard about your affairs for a long time. You quarrel every day and fight every three days. Is this what a couple should do? Have you ever heard of a couple who quarrel and fight every day? Don't you like fighting? I'll give you two a chance to show your skills. Come on, Xiaobai, this is a kitchen knife, take it; Chu Ling, this is another one, pick it up." Zhang Cuihua stuffed the two knives into the hands of the two people standing in front of her.

"Okay, now you guys start. Try to chop more accurately and don't splash too much blood. After one of you dies and the other is sent to be shot, we will have the trouble of cleaning up. Hurry up and don't waste time. Bai Pengcheng, why are you doing it like a woman? Chu Ling, don't you like scratching your face? What harm can it bring to him? Just chop him with a knife and finish him off directly," Zhang Cuihua shouted again.

"Sister Hua..." Bai Pengcheng wanted to say something.

"Sister, what do you mean by sister? Xiaobai, are you a man? Don't you like beating your wife? You beat her every day, she suffers, and you are in pain too. With one cut of the knife, all problems are solved. Isn't that exactly what you want? What are you thinking about? You said yesterday morning that you wanted to beat her to death. I heard it with my own ears. Now do it." Zhang Cuihua pointed her spear at the man.

"Sister Hua, we still have three children..." Bai Pengcheng explained in a low voice.

"You also know that you have three children? Why didn't you think about the children when you two were fighting? People who know that you and Chu Ling are husband and wife, but people who don't think you two are enemies? And it's revenge for the murder of your father. Look at how tense you two are." Zhang Cuihua didn't let the man finish speaking, but interrupted him and continued to scold.

"Sister Hua, we were wrong. We won't fight or quarrel anymore," Chu Ling also spoke.

"No, the knives are ready. Tell me you don't want to fight anymore. If you don't fight anymore, how can we watch the fun? How will your colleagues laugh at you two? You know that the factory is very busy now, and the comrades are all on edge. If you two fight, it will be a good topic for everyone to talk about. Isn't a real fight better than a movie?" Zhang Cuihua mocked the woman.

"Sister Hua, we really won't fight anymore and won't cause trouble for the leaders." Bai Pengcheng also admitted his mistakes repeatedly.