Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhang Dabao returned home and Zhang Lianhua's child was also in his room. "Dabao, why did you hit Dongxu again? He is so old now, it will be embarrassing for him."

"Second sister, didn't you hear what eldest sister said, Dongxu is still a child," Zhang Dabia said with a smile.

"He is five years older than you. Don't hit him all the time. Dongxu trembles when he sees you now. Maybe he really has something wrong when he asks for money today," said Zhang Lianhua.

"What could be wrong with him? He's either playing cards or drinking. What serious business can he have? I told him to come to me if he wants money, because he knows I have money," said Zhang Dabao.

"There are some things he may not be able to say, even to his mother, let alone to you," said Zhang Lianhua.

"That makes sense. I'll give him ten dollars tomorrow. Now that the Jia family's money has gone into the hands of the eldest sister, it will be difficult for Jia Dongxu to get out," Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"His family is not rich, and Dongxu is not doing well. The money that the factory paid as compensation when Brother Youfu died has been used to help Dongxu get married and to buy him a sewing machine over the years. There is not much left," said Zhang Lianhua.

"Things will be better in the future. Qin Huairu is working now. After she becomes a regular employee, the children's household registration can be transferred. With quotas, we won't have to eat expensive grains, and our lives will get better day by day," Zhang Dabao said to his second sister.

"Have you prepared the things for visiting relatives tomorrow? Jingshu is sleepy, let's go back and have a rest. Find the clothes that need to be washed and I will wash them for you tomorrow," Zhang Lianhua reminded again.

"Everything is ready, don't worry." Zhang Dabao sent Zhang Lianhua and her daughter out the door.

The next day, Zhang Dabiao got up very early, carrying a thermos bottle to buy steamed buns and soy milk, and came back to see Jia Dongxu washing his face in the middle courtyard. This time, Jia Dongxu didn't dare to come over when he saw the steamed buns, and called out "Seventh Uncle" and continued to wash his face.

"Dongxu, come here," Zhang Dabao shouted to Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu walked over with his head lowered. He was scared by Zhang Dabao's beating and didn't dare to look up.

"Fuck you, can you please lift your head up and act like a human being? You're over 20 and you can't even stand properly. Stand up properly." Zhang Dabao was a little angry when he saw him like this.

After hearing this, Jia Dongxu stood up subconsciously.

"Dongxu, I went back and thought about it yesterday. I thought you might need money but were embarrassed to say it out loud, and I didn't explain it to your mother clearly. So, I'll give you ten yuan. Don't spend it carelessly. If I find out that you are lying, you'd better be careful." Zhang Dabao took out ten yuan from his pocket and gave it to Jia Dongxu.

"Thank you, Seventh Uncle." Jia Dongxu was a little touched. He really couldn't tell the reason why he wanted money.

"What are you thanking me for? I'm giving you some buns for your mother and children. If you need money in the future, tell me. I have more money than your mother," said Zhang Dabao, patting his pocket.

"I understand, Uncle Seventh." Jia Dongxu almost shed tears. He was severely beaten yesterday, but today his uncle was so nice to him. It was not difficult to understand Uncle Seventh's style of doing things. Thinking that he got ten yuan in exchange for a beating, he felt pain in his body.

"Did your seventh uncle go to buy buns again?" Jia Dongxu brought the buns back home. Zhang Cuihua asked her son after seeing it.

Jia Dongxu nodded.

"Did Da Biao hit you again? Did it hurt? Did it hurt you so much that you cried?" Zhang Cuihua saw that her son's eyes were a little red and moist.

"Uncle Seventh didn't beat me. He gave me ten yuan and told me not to ask you for money. He told me to go to him if I had any problems. He has a lot of money and said that sometimes I might have unspeakable reasons for asking for money. I think Uncle Seventh understands me very well," Jia Dongxu choked up a little while speaking.

"Tsk, you still have reasons that you are embarrassed to say? Dabiao gave you money, so you shouldn't spend it recklessly." Zhang Cuihua obviously didn't believe her son.

"Grandma, where are the buns? I heard that my seventh uncle gave us buns again." Banggeng put on his clothes and came to the table.

"Let's eat the buns. Go call your wife. We'll each have one. The remaining two will be given to me and I each with one." Zhang Cuihua divided the buns.

After finishing his meal, Jia Dongxu went out.

Around nine o'clock, Zhang Dabao went out on his bicycle. There were two net bags on the handlebars, which contained two bottles of Moutai liquor and two packs of Pu'er tea.

Wang Xiuqin's home was in a large compound. Zhang Dabao was waiting at the door. The sentry made a phone call before letting Zhang Dabao in. He met his uncle Qiao Baozhong, who was in his forties but not yet fifty and was very enthusiastic. He also met his older cousin. His younger cousin was not at home because he was serving in the army.

After the family dinner, Zhang Dabao chatted with everyone for a few words and then got up and left, because his uncle was very busy and his cousin was also busy. His uncle seemed to be a deputy in a ministry and was very powerful, and his cousin was the head of a department and should be in the army.

After visiting Wang Xiuqin's family, the marriage was officially confirmed. Li Huaide did not come because he had something to do at home, and said he would come later, it didn't matter.

After Zhang Dabao went out, he did not go home, but came to Chunfeng Hutong. He wanted to sort out the books he bought from the Wu family.

There were more than 300 books, most of which were poetry and the like. Zhang Dabao put them together separately, put them in a wooden box, and placed it in a corner of the space. He also found some novels and put them in a box so that he could read them at any time. There were ten books related to Taoism, and eight of them were miscellaneous talks and travel notes. Zhang Dabao was very interested in some things in them, because they were about caves and the relics of ancient practitioners, which contained great treasures.

There are two other books about martial arts. One is "Meteor Sword Technique", which means that after the sword is trained well, it is as fast as a meteor; the other is about "Beast Taming", which is how to communicate with animals and how to control animals.

I took a general look and saw that it was already midnight. No wonder those who practice Taoism say "there is no time in the mountains". It's not that time doesn't change, but that time passes too fast and you can't feel it at all.

After putting the book into the space, Zhang Dabao began to sort out the copper and ironware he had collected from Grandpa Liu. There were many copperware, mostly bronze products, such as lamps, mirrors, candlesticks, and several tripods. The lower half of the stove he had collected last time was also found. It was black and had a lot of ash. It must have been used many times. Since he didn't have the recipe for the elixir, he couldn't try it himself, so Zhang Dabao put all of them into the space.

There were two tools among the iron products, which looked like a hoe, and a long sword with rust on it. I wiped it with a cloth and found that the rust was not serious. It was just right for me to use it when practicing sword skills.

After packing up, a night had passed. Zhang Dabao took a short rest. When he got up at noon, he felt much more energetic. After washing up and eating something at the snack bar outside, Zhang Dabao returned to Yard 95.

When I returned to the yard, I saw Jia Dongxu sitting at the door. He looked listless, as if he had been raped by a hundred big men.