Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Dabiao finished his work in Masi Hutong and returned to No. 95 Courtyard of Hongxing Street. There were many versions about the deputy director of Xiangyang Street being a spy. The most popular version was that Liu Yang was a spy lurking there. He had been lurking here for many years. When his son grew up, he asked his son to contact people everywhere. When the skinheads counterattacked, they joined forces inside and outside the capital and took down the capital in one fell swoop. When Zhang Dabiao heard the third aunt Yang Ruihua telling the women in the courtyard about what happened, he was shocked. Wasn't this what he said about Yi Zhonghai? How did it involve Liu Yang again? Is Liu Yang really a spy?

Liu Yang is certainly not a spy. He just doesn't know how to raise his son. After his son Liu Xiaopeng stopped going to school, he didn't work hard, and he got involved with more than 20 people. He opened a casino, lent money at high interest rates, and robbed houses. In short, he did all kinds of bad things. It is not an exaggeration to shoot him. However, when he was arrested as a spy, both father and son would certainly not admit it.

But the confession was no longer a big deal for the Liu father and son. Brother Hai, the leader of at least three spy teams in Beijing, was the first to confess to the Liu father and son, and then he confessed other undercover personnel one after another. This time, the district public security bureau arrested ten spies, seized three radio stations and ten pistols, and made a good show of face.

As for who wrote the letter? Why was Brother Hai tied to the bed? Why were the things Brother Hai confessed different from what was actually found? Zhang Weihua still couldn't figure it out, so he simply gave up. Brother Hai confessed that it was Lao Liang who did it, and Lao Liang said it wasn't him, so it must have been Lao Ding who did it. He wanted to keep the funds for himself. It didn't matter who it was, the spies could just fight among themselves.

Liu Yang did not confess in the end and endured several days of torture and interrogation. Even Director Wang expressed his admiration for him, thinking that he was a man who was born at the wrong time and was loyal to the wrong person. "Let's kill Liu Yang quickly. Such an opponent deserves our respect." These were Director Wang's original words. So Liu Yang became the first of these spies to be shot.

Liu Xiaopeng committed many evil things and was found to have done countless bad things, but he refused to explain his superiors and subordinates. Liu Yang asked him to organize a team, so he was quickly shot.

After the Liu father and son were executed, some people in Xiangyang Street set off firecrackers, which made people very happy.

Today is Saturday. Tomorrow, which is Sunday, Zhang Dabao will visit his aunt Wang Yiqun's house. Banggeng and Jia Jingshu, who are going to school for the first time, are having their first Sunday. Zhang Lianhua and Qin Huairu, who just started working, are also having their first day off. The No. 95 courtyard is bustling again.

After dinner, Zhang Dabao was thinking about what gift to bring to his aunt's house tomorrow. Then there was a quarrel in the upper courtyard of the Jia family again. It sounded like Jia Dongxu was drunk and asked Zhang Cuihua for money. Zhang Cuihua didn't want to give it, so Jia Dongxu was making a quarrel at the door.

Zhang Dabao put down his things, walked out of the house and went to the middle courtyard.

"Mom, I'm a man. You give me two dollars a month? Will I still be alive? Things are so expensive nowadays. I will spend it all if I buy something casually. Money is a man's courage. Will it be convenient for me to do things without money?" Jia Dongxu was still muttering.

"How much money is enough for you per month?" Zhang Dabao walked up to Jia Dongxu and asked.

"At least ten yuan is enough." Jia Dongxu drank a lot today and didn't even look up to see who asked him. He answered casually.

"Ten dollars from Dongxu is not enough, fifty is about right," said Zhang Dabao.

"Fifty is fine, but my mother won't give it to me," Jia Dongxu replied.

"If she doesn't give it to me, I will." Zhang Dabao started slapping him again, left-right, right-left, after two rounds, Jia Dongxu sobered up and wanted to run, but Zhang Dabao kicked him to the ground.

"Seventh Uncle, I was wrong. I don't want the money anymore." Jia Dongxu now knew who hit him and quickly begged for mercy.

"If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, don't take it. Are you a man or not? How can you be so unreliable?" Zhang Dabao stepped forward and slapped him a few more times.

"Zhang Dabao, stop it," Yi Zhonghai stood up, "Dongxu and his mother asked for money, which is an internal matter of the Jia family. As a cousin, why are you interfering? You even beat Dongxu, and beat him so hard," Yi Zhonghai said righteously.

"Haha" Zhang laughed loudly, and now almost everyone in the hospital gathered around.

"As for the internal affairs of the Jia family, I now find that there is not a single good person in your Jia family. All of them are cheating for money and sex. This bastard Jia Youfu is a good talker. He tricked my eldest sister into going to the city and took away her best years. Although Jia Youfu was good to my eldest sister, he died too young and made my eldest sister a widow. This bastard Jia Dongxu is even more hateful. After his father cheated her for sex, he now comes to cheat her for money. Your family..." Zhang Dabao was interrupted by a burst of laughter when he said this.

The one who laughed out loud was He Yuzhu, the one who was holding it in until his face turned red was Xu Damao, and there were several other people who were coughing.

He Yuzhu noticed that Zhang Dabao was looking at him, and said, "I remembered some funny things that happened in the past, and I couldn't help it, haha..." Then he burst into laughter again.

"Second brother, is there anyone who would cheat on someone as beautiful as Aunt Jia?" Yan Jiekuang's voice was not loud, but since no one spoke, everyone heard it.

"Uncle Jia has a very unique taste, you don't know that," Yan Jiefang said to his brother.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Bugui pushed his two sons.

"Da Biao, keep talking. Big Brother Youfu's taste is indeed very strong, isn't it..." Yan Bugui didn't know what to say. His words made the onlookers laugh again.

"Dongxu, can your family earn 50 yuan a month? You want 50 yuan as pocket money. You make 27.5 yuan a month. Apart from food and drink, you can't even support your mother and children. And you want 10 yuan. What else are you doing if not cheating people? Are you telling everyone a joke? Don't you know that you are a joke yourself? You have been learning from an eighth-level worker for almost seven years, and you are still a first-level worker. You hold the record for steel rolling. Your wife goes to work at the street office, and Director Wang warns your wife not to learn from you, but to work hard and strive for progress. Your name has spread. Dongxu, the Jia family should be proud to have a talent like you." Zhang Dabao's voice became louder and louder.

"Seventh Uncle, I don't want the money anymore." Jia Dongxu felt a little embarrassed now.

"Tell me now what you think. Your mother may not have the money, but you know I have it. Tell me the reason and I will give you the money," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"No, I don't want it anymore." Jia Dongxu couldn't say it. Should he tell his uncle that he was powerless now and wanted to see a doctor? He couldn't get used to drinking loose liquor, so he wanted two bottles of Xifeng and Fenjiu?

"You come here to cheat people for money without any good reason. How can you do that? In this respect, you are no match for Jia Youfu. He really tricked your mother from Zhangjia Village to the city. Look, our Zhang family's most beautiful girl, what has she become after coming to your Jia family? I really want to beat you to death. Don't you know that your great-grandfather loved your mother the most?" Zhang Dabao was so angry that he kicked Jia Dongxu twice.

"I was wrong." Jia Dongxu said in a very good attitude and admitted his mistake.

"Don't make your mother angry. Your Jia family owes her. If you make her angry, I won't forgive you." Zhang Dabao continued to threaten Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh Uncle, I don't dare anymore." Jia Dongxu curled up and lay there, not daring to stand up.

"Da Biao, forget it. Dongxu is still young, let's just forget it this time," Zhang Cuihua said from the side.

With a "puchi" sound, someone laughed again.

"Third brother, how old is Brother Dongxu?" Yan Jiedi asked.

"Three hundred and twenty months," Zhang Dabao answered for Yan Jiekuang.

"More than three hundred months, how old is he? Why is he still a child?" Yan Jiedi said in surprise.

"In his mother's eyes, Jia Dongxu will still be a child even when he is a hundred years old," Zhang Dabiao replied seriously.

Everyone laughed even harder. Jia Dongxu was helped back home by Qin Huairu. The crowd dispersed, and only Yi Zhonghai stood there alone.