Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Wen Li slept until the night. She was very hungry. She had consumed too much at noon today. If she wasn't hungry, she could sleep until tomorrow morning. When she got up from the bed, she saw five big meat buns on the bedside. They were all cold. She didn't know when the man put them there. She decided to go home and eat. Wen Li carried the buns back to her home.

"What time is it? Why did you come back just now?" The mother said to her daughter when she saw that it was almost dark.

"Mom, these are buns. Heat them up quickly and you guys can eat them. I'll eat something first to fill my stomach. I'm so hungry." Wen Li gave the buns to her mother, ate a steamed bread and drank a bowl of porridge in one go.

"You're a switchboard operator, are you so hungry?" The father said to his daughter when he saw how she was eating.

"Meat buns again? Are they available for sale now?" Mother heated up the buns and brought them back into the house. As the buns were heated, the aroma of meat came out.

"These were given to me by others. One for my daughter, two for my dad, and two for my mom. I won't eat any of them." Wen Li distributed the buns to everyone.

"Why don't you eat?" asked the mother.

"Mom, I was transferred to the steel rolling mill today, and in two days I will be transferred to the steel rolling mill's overseas office to work," Wen Li said to her mother.

"Go to work in another place? What are you thinking? The whole country is having a hard time now. Beijing is still a little better, but the supply in other places is even worse. I heard that the supply in Shanghai is only half of ours," said Wen's father.

"Dad, we're not going to Shanghai, we're going to Hong Kong," Wen Li said in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Wenli's parents asked in unison.

"Keep your voice down. He arranged it for me to go to Hong Kong. He said that my thoughts are mostly different from those of people in China. There are big problems with the way I speak, dress and behave, and it is easy to get into trouble in China. In Hong Kong, it is a capitalist society, and I can eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day," said Wen Li.

"Aren't the expenses there also high? How much can the steel rolling mill pay you?" asked Wen's father.

"He has his own business, and the office also wants to do something physical, maybe open a restaurant. I've thought about it. If it works out there, I'll let you go there next month. He said that the teaching profession is not well supported in the country now, especially for old-fashioned intellectuals like you, Dad," Wen Li added.

"Shall we go too? I can still get a salary here. If your mother and I go, we will have to rely on you for support. Can you do it?" Wen's father asked again.

"So, I'll observe for a month, and I've decided that I'll give birth to two sons for him, but both of them will have the last name Wen, and he agreed." Wen Li used another big move.

"Are you serious?" My father was indeed moved.

"Of course it's true. We're not getting married, so it's fine for the child to have my surname, and he agreed." Wen Li's words completely moved her father.

"We still have some savings at home. I'll withdraw it for you tomorrow," my father agreed.

"No need, he gave me the money and asked me to leave it for you. Five hundred yuan and one hundred kilograms of food coupons. Don't worry that I was cheated. I am not worth the money. With this money, I can buy ten young girls," Wen Li said.

"No, why are you giving it to us? Just take it with you. We are poor but the road is rich. Listen to your mother." The mother stuffed the money and food coupons into Wenli's hands again.

"I left this for you. Besides, what would I do with the food coupons? I can't use them over there." Wen Li gave them to her mother again. The mother and daughter pushed the money back and forth. Wen Li took another two hundred yuan, and her mother accepted three hundred yuan and one hundred kilograms of food coupons.

Huang Xinsheng brought his comrades to No. 10 Chunfeng Hutong at : in the evening. Three more comrades came this afternoon, so a total of eight people were contacted, and seven have arrived. Another comrade is from Sichuan, and he has to reverse to get here. According to the time, he should arrive tomorrow.

Some people say that the two purest friendships in the world are classmates in childhood and comrades-in-arms. When we are young, we are innocent and carefree, and we think about simple things, so the friendship is purer. Some friendships in elementary school and junior high school can be remembered for a lifetime; comrades-in-arms are even more precious. They are brothers who depend on each other for life and death, and they are people who can entrust their descendants to each other on the battlefield. These people are connected by life and death, and there is no conflict of interest, so the friendship is more precious.

Looking at his former brothers, all of whom were pale and thin, Zhang Dabao felt particularly upset. They drank together, talked about interesting things on the battlefield, and recalled the comrades who had died. They cried together, and then sang affectionately.

They are happy at this moment.

Seven comrades plus Zhang Dabao and Huang Xinsheng drank a box of twelve bottles of Erguotou, and stayed in Chunfeng Hutong crying and laughing. They were all drunk, and Zhang Dabao took care of everyone all night.

The next day, after breakfast, everyone was sent back to the steel mill guesthouse. Zhang Dabao also got the paperwork from Xu Sinian, so he and Wen Li could leave at any time. At noon, the last comrade arrived, and Zhang Dabao's security team was also complete, so they bought train tickets and set off early the next morning.

Early Wednesday morning, Zhang Dabao picked up Wen Li from Masi Hutong and boarded the train. Since the two of them had letters of introduction from the foreign affairs department, they were able to buy sleeper berths, while Huang Xinsheng and nine others could only sit as far as Guangzhou.

After a bumpy journey, Zhang Dabao had a brief exchange with his comrades in Yangcheng, contacted the local black ship, and went through customs to Hong Kong with Wen Li, while Huang Xinsheng and others waited until nightfall to go there.

When she arrived in Hong Kong, Wenli was stunned by the tall buildings and cars running everywhere. Then when she saw the way Hong Kong women dressed, she suddenly felt a little inferior.

"Dabao, they are actually exposing their thighs," Wen Li said to Zhang Dabao in a low voice.

"My name here is not Zhang Dabao, you can call me Yan Ming. Be careful. What's so strange about showing thighs? There are also people who only wear shorts. In a day or two, I will take you to the beach to see that people show more than this," said Zhang Dabao with a smile.

"Really?" Wen Li opened her mouth wide.

At this time, Zhang Dabao had already called a taxi, got in the car, and arranged Wen Li to live in his house. Without bothering to explain to Wen Li how to use various electrical appliances, Zhang Dabao left the house and bought a van. There were nine people in Huang Xinsheng's group, and a car could not pull them all. A van was just enough to carry more people and goods.

After returning from the car dealership, Wenli was still studying how to use electrical appliances.

"This is the TV, what about this?" Wen Li asked.

"This is an air conditioner, also called an air conditioner. Try it and open this place next time," Zhang Dabao said to Wen Li.

"This is a refrigerator, this is a washing machine, and this is an electric rice cooker, made by the Japanese. Just put rice and water in and turn it on. It's specially for people who can't cook," Zhang Dabao introduced them to her.

After eating something and letting Wen Li rest, he drove the van to Huabang Trading Company.