Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

After the two finished eating at the tea restaurant, Zhang Dabao sent Mr. Tang out of the tea restaurant and watched Mr. Tang go away. Then Zhang Dabao returned to the tea restaurant and packed some food such as dumplings, egg tarts, and steamed buns and brought them to Wenli's home. Now Wenli's parents and daughter were also here, and Zhang Dabao should come and visit them after returning to Hong Kong.

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Zhang Dabao knocked on the door and came to Wenli's house. At this time, his parents were having lunch and had not finished yet because they had to feed Yanni first.

"Mr. Yan is here." When Wen's father arrived, he was stunned. He had read his daughter's letter and heard Zhang Dabiao say that his daughter was living well here, but it was beyond his and his wife's imagination. Is this good? This place is simply heaven. When their daughter went to pick them up, they almost didn't recognize them. They were dressed very differently from the ones in China. They also had a sedan, while in China, county residents usually took jeeps.

They were even more dumbfounded when they got into the building. They were terrified when they entered the elevator. They arrived at the ninth floor without taking a single step. They were even more dumbfounded when they saw the room. There was a refrigerator, TV, washing machine, and rice cooker. Everything was electric. The most important thing was that there was air conditioning in the room. It was as hot as a furnace outside, so they had to wear a coat inside.

"Xiao Li, is this yours?" The mother asked her daughter more than ten times before she believed it was true.

The food is even more different. There is everything from chicken, duck, fish, meat and eggs. It's not like in China, where you just need to buy half a pound of meat and make dumplings to celebrate the New Year.

"How much does it cost to eat like this every day?" The mother felt very distressed.

"Mom, I make 3,000 yuan a month. My boss said there will be dividends at the end of the year, which is guaranteed to be no less than my salary. Just eat as much as you can," Wen Li said, hugging her mother's neck.

"Is it really three thousand yuan?" The mother had heard Zhang Dabao say that, but she didn't believe it in her heart. Who could earn three thousand yuan a month? It was simply impossible. She didn't expect that what he said was actually true.

"Xiao Li, are you a leader now? You've never done management work before?" the mother asked again.

"Mom, I'm a shareholder and one of the bosses. His 30 million shares are all written in my name. I'm the major shareholder. What does it matter whether I can manage it or not? Besides, even if I can't manage it, can't I learn? I'm now the deputy general manager of Haoran Real Estate," Wen Li said proudly.

"How much shares are you paying for? Thirty million?" Wen's mother fainted because the amount was so large and her memory was so small that the computer froze and needed to be restarted.

"Is he relieved?" This was the first sentence Wen's mother asked after waking up.

"What's there to worry about? He said that as long as I give birth to the child, it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl, it will be theirs," Wen Li said proudly.

"Give birth quickly," the mother urged.

Wen's father is a man who has seen a lot of things outside, but he has been home for too long and has suffered a lot, so now he is a little behind the times. The two of them have been in Hong Kong for several days, but they only dared to walk around downstairs and didn't even dare to go to the beach.

But Yanni was very happy, she ate so well that she became picky about food, which had never happened before in China. So every time I fed her, it took a lot of time.

Now, when Mr. and Mrs. Wen saw Zhang Dabao coming to visit, they were very polite, showing their courtesy towards him for his wealth and status.

"Are you used to living here? It's hotter here than in Beijing," Zhang Dabao asked the two after he sat down.

"We're used to it. The food and accommodation here are good. Xiaoli is in a good mood too. We are all very happy. Thank you." Wen's father said this to thank Zhang Dabao from the bottom of his heart. He is also a father, and of course he wants his children to live a happy life. When he was a teacher in Beijing, he quarreled with that guy named Tong every day, and he never smiled. But it's not like now, when he goes to work and goes home happily every day.

"Just get used to it. If you have something to say, just tell Sister Wen directly. When you have time, go outside, look at the sea, go shopping in the mall or something like that. It's not good for your health to stay at home all day," said Zhang Dabia.

"We can't quite understand what people here say, and I'm afraid you'll embarrass yourself," said Wen's mother.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. The real rich people here all came from our place and can speak our language. Only the natives speak their own language. It's okay," Zhang Dabao said a few more words to counsel.

After chatting with the two for about an hour, Yanni also felt sleepy. Zhang Dabao said goodbye to the two, went to see Yan Jingkai, had dinner with Yan Jingkai, and went straight to the factory.

During the day, Huang Xinsheng was arranged to borrow two trucks from Xiran Company. In the middle of the night, two brothers who could drive, Zhang Dabao and Huang Xinsheng, each escorted a truck to the warehouse, loaded the steelmaking furnace, and transported it to the dock. Mr. Tang loaded the installers onto the ship. Zhang Dabao, Huang Xinsheng and the two brothers made another trip to pull over the casting machine and some spare parts. After unloading the trucks, Zhang Dabao asked Huang Xinsheng and the two brothers to return to the company, while he went to the other side of the dock.

Now the goods are all loaded onto the ship. Our comrades in the customs have already gone through the inspection. We are now waiting for the British and Mao Zedong troops to conduct random inspections after daybreak. Our job is to create chaos as soon as the British and Mao Zedong troops appear.

Yingmao's navy was still somewhat proud, and they would come on small ships for every random inspection. Zhang Dabao was lying in ambush on the right side of the navy camp at this time, as Yingmao had to pass through here to get to the customs.

He took out two howitzers from the Japanese country and two Type 60 mortars. The guns were hidden in the woods. As long as Yingmao's boat left his camp, he would fire. The accuracy was not the key. The key was to let them hear someone firing, and it was their military camp. Yingmao was suspicious, so he probably didn't dare to come out today.

It doesn't matter if they come out. We can continue to ambush halfway. If they go from there, we will continue to bombard them. Under normal circumstances, the British and Maoists should not go to the customs. It will not make any difference to them whether they are inspected at the customs or not. However, they are attacked by artillery fire and cannot find who shot them. This is a big problem.

The Ying and Mao troops were very lazy. At nine o'clock in the morning, their ships started moving. Before they left the naval port, Zhang Dabao's howitzers opened fire. After the two cannons fired four shells, they were put away in the space and moved to another place. The two Type 60 percussion guns continued to fire, firing three shells each. After Zhang Dabao finished firing, he put away the cannons and came to the middle position between the military camp and the customs to continue his ambush.

In fact, Zhang Dabao was not a professional gunner and could only aim within a rough range. If he wanted to hit the target accurately, it all depended on God's will. This time, God was very kind to him and his howitzer hit a gunboat in the naval port. First, the deck caught fire, and then another shell hit the ammunition depot. The shells on the ship exploded and the gunboat sank.

Then several mortar shells hit the entrance of the naval port. The ships that wanted to go to the customs saw that something was wrong and retreated directly.