Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

The comrades in the military region had received countless requests for information about returning to the old unit each year, so they readily agreed. They asked about the unit's former number and the unit's chief officer. In less than half an hour, they found out the information and even contacted the regiment headquarters by phone.

"Hello, this is the military region. There is a comrade named Zhang Dabao. Do you know him? Yes, he was retired due to injury last winter. Now he is here on a business trip and would like to see Commander Wu. Okay, when will you go?" the receptionist asked Zhang Dabao.

"I'll go now," said Zhang Dabao.

"He will be there soon, please be ready to receive him," the receptionist put down the phone. Zhang Dabiao thanked him and left. He also brought gifts to the troops this time, five packs of cigarettes from Hong Kong and a camera.

Zhang Dabao hailed a rickshaw at the gate of the military region and told the address given by the military reception staff, carrying a large bag in his hand.

"Director Wang" Zhang Dabao saw Wang Guangliang, who visited him and handled his transfer procedures when he was in the hospital. Now when he saw him again, his eyes turned red and he felt like crying as if he had seen a relative.

"Dabao, are you well? You look in good spirits," Wang Guangliang said, patting Zhang Dabao on the shoulder.

"I'm fully recovered from my illness. I happened to be passing by here on a business trip. I missed you all a little, so I wanted to come and see you," said Zhang Dabao.

"This is your mother's home, welcome back. Come on, the commander is waiting for you." The soldier with Wang Guangliang helped Zhang Dabao carry the bag and came to the regiment office.

At this time, "Captain" Zhang Dabao burst into tears, and had an indescribable feeling in his heart, he just wanted to cry, as if a three-year-old child had been wronged and suddenly saw his mother.

"Good boy, you are really good. I heard about your story. You did a great job in the north. Several senior leaders came to inquire about you. Two people wiped out forty people. It was like a joke. When I first heard it, I felt it was a joke. But more and more people came to ask, and their levels were getting higher and higher. You couldn't help but believe it. Then I realized it was true. You accomplished an impossible task." Wu Liheng said.

"Captain, it was also luck. To be honest, I expected that there would be enemies, but I didn't expect there would be so many. I was a bit careless. Fortunately, we attacked his patrol team first and we have reinforcements. Otherwise, it would be hard to say," said Zhang Dabao after sitting down.

"Luck is also part of strength. I heard that you went to lure the enemy again, and one of our comrades was injured?" Wu Zhiheng said.

"Yes, we were well prepared this time and the team was in ambush, but there were too many enemies, and they were all cavalry. Xiao Huang, who retired with me, and Huang Xinsheng were injured. His arm was injured, but his injury is healed now," said Zhang Dabao.

"All good. I heard you got a promotion?" Wu Liheng asked again.

"Of course you will be rewarded for your meritorious service. By the way, these are gifts for my brothers, and these are gifts for the regiment." Zhang Dabao took out cigarettes and a camera.

"Da Biao, who are you?" Wu Fangheng asked after seeing the cigarette.

"Yes, our factory has set up an office in Hong Kong, and I am the director. I will go there often in the future. The team leader came to see you this time because of one more thing," said Zhang Dabao.

"Just say it directly," Wu Liheng said.

"I need some brothers to help me over there. It's a bit chaotic and unsafe over there. I don't feel comfortable using their people. I want to contact some brothers who have changed jobs and have difficult family situations. The salary over there is relatively higher, about 300 yuan a month," said Zhang Dabao.

"How much? Three hundred yuan? Higher than my salary?" Wu Liheng was also a little surprised.

"They earn a lot and spend a lot, and food and clothing are very expensive, but our brothers will have food and accommodation provided after they go there," Zhang Dabao explained.

"Da Biao, this is a good thing. Now many brothers have a difficult life after returning home. Some of them have written to me, but what can I do? The regiment can't afford to give them much money and food to help them. This is a good thing. It's not me helping you, but you helping me," said Wu Liheng.

"Let's start with 100 people. Each person who is going to settle down will receive 500 yuan for settling in. The money will be paid after the wages are received. They will gather here first. I will take them there in 20 days, or at most a month. These are the expenses. I'll trouble you with their food and drinks." Zhang Dabao took out a schoolbag of money, which contained 60 bundles, or 60,000 yuan.

"Da Biao, why don't you set up a team to study it? Can you make the decision on your own with so much money?" Wu Liheng was a little surprised to see so much money.

"Our unit is self-supporting. As long as you hand over 10,000 yuan in profit to the unit at the end of the year, we don't care about anything else. When we are away from the army, we are not subject to military orders. We are now in the enemy-occupied area," said Zhang Dabao.

"Good boy, it seems you did a good job over there. I promised, Guangliang, go and make some arrangements. You and Dabiao will not return until you are drunk tonight," said Wu Liheng.

In the evening, the regiment commander, political commissar, chief of staff, director of the political department and other major regiment leaders all attended the banquet with Zhang Dabao, but the result was that they all collapsed.

After reminiscing about the past with his former comrades, Wang Guangliang took Zhang Dabao for a stroll in Guangzhou and bought him many local specialties. Zhang Dabao stayed in Guangzhou for one more day, then said goodbye to his comrades and boarded a train to Beijing.

It is now late October, and the further north the train goes, the colder it gets. By the time we arrive in Beijing, I'm already wearing a thick coat.

Zhang Dabao always felt that the wind and sand in the capital were a bit strong, blowing fine sand onto people's heads and necks, making people feel particularly uncomfortable, so he took a scarf from the space and put it around his neck, and also put a hat on his head.

He was carrying two large bags in his hands, and it was obvious that he was on a long business trip.

"Comrade, are you on a business trip?" As Zhang Dabao just walked out of the train station, two young men stopped him. He looked up and saw that both of them were about sixteen or seventeen years old. The military uniforms they were wearing seemed a little big, and should have belonged to their father or brother. One of them was an acquaintance of Zhang Dabao, Wang Peng, whom he had beaten while pretending to be Han Ming.

"Is there something?" Zhang Dabao raised his head and asked the two of them.

"There is one thing. This car came from the south. Did you bring any good stuff? We brothers will buy it for a high price," said Wang Peng.

"No, I'm on a business trip. There's nothing good in the south. Only the fruits are a bit better, but I can't bring them with me," Zhang Dabao said to the two.

"You are so rigid. Who is asking about fruit? I want to ask if there are any radios or electronic products? That side is closer to the outside," said Wang Peng.

"I haven't been that far. I've been to Hunan. The peppers there are good. Would you like to buy some?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"I'm so angry. You were going to Hunan, but you didn't tell me earlier. Isn't this a waste of my time?" Wang Peng was a little impatient, and then the two of them headed towards the next target.