Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

There was an agency in Beijing and Hong Kong. When Zhang Dabao got off the plane, the agency's comrades took him back to the agency. Rejecting the agency's staff's accompaniment, Zhang Dabao drove a car from the agency and returned to Zhangjia Village first.

When Zhang Dabao arrived at the village, it was noon in early autumn, so most of the villagers were resting at home. Therefore, he did not meet anyone. He drove directly to the Zhang family's ancestral tomb.

Looking at the familiar little house, Zhang Dabiao had mixed feelings. He lived here for many days when he first came here, and met Qin Huairu. Now Qin Huairu has become the general manager of Huabang Real Estate, a serious strong woman, and more and more charming. However, after giving birth to Jia Biantan, she did not have another child. After all, Jia Dongxu was really dying. After he had money, he went to the hospital over at Da Piaoliang. The doctor had no solution, so he gave up and cried to Zhang Dabiao. He knew that he was dying, and she could not help him have children anymore. He couldn't stand it.

There were several more graves in front of his parents' grave. Since there were no tombstones, no one knew which elders had died. Zhang Dabao tidied up the wooden house, talked with his grandparents for a while, and then chatted with his parents until the afternoon.

"Da Biao" Zhang Da Biao was chatting enthusiastically with his parents when he heard someone calling him.

"Brother Dayou" Zhang Zaibiao stood up. He was his distant cousin Zhang Dayou, and his son was Zhang Shouying who lived in Yard No. 96.

"Da Biao, when I saw the car, I thought it was you who came back." Zhang Dayou said.

"Brother Dapeng, which elders in your family have passed away?" Zhang Dabao pointed to several graves.

"Dabao, this is the grave of my fourth uncle and fourth aunt. They passed away a few years ago due to illness. This is the grave of my sixth aunt. This is the grave of my seventh grandfather from the next room..." Zhang Dayou introduced to Zhang Dabao all the elders buried in the ground.

"Fourth uncle is gone too. He was not that old." Zhang Dabao sighed. Zhang Zhiling was not very old. He was the same age as his cousin Zhang Cuihua. He was only about 64 or 65 years old now. No one expected that both he and his wife had passed away.

"Fourth uncle is the oldest in their generation. He was less than 40 when Uncle Zhifeng passed away. Second uncle was just over 50, and third uncle is only in his 40s." The third uncle Zhang Dayou mentioned is Zhang Dabao's father.

"Is the village doing well now?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"It's okay. We can all have enough food to eat. Over the years, many students have come to the village to help, and there are still about ten of them who have not left," said Zhang Dayue.

Zhang Dabao thought of the characteristic of this era - going to the countryside and mountains.

"We should be going back soon. Brother Dayou, are you the village chief now?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"When my fourth uncle was sick, he asked me to be the village chief, but I didn't want to do it. I wanted Shoucheng to come back and take charge. After all, he is the eldest grandson of our Zhang family. But my eldest sister-in-law and Shoucheng's wife didn't want to either. I had no choice but to do it," said Zhang Dayou.

"You do a better job than Shoucheng. Shoucheng is still a little young, and he has always lived in the city and doesn't know much about the affairs in the village," said Zhang Dabao.

"Let's go back to the village for dinner later. I'll prepare it," Zhang Dayou invited.

"Brother Dayou, I will be back in a few days, let's go together then. I just returned to Beijing today, and I drove here after getting off the plane. I miss my parents a little. I will go to see them first, I have something else to do when I go back later. In three or four days, I will come back with Sixth Brother and the others," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, I'll also send a message to Shouying, and ask him to notify Dazheng, Shouan and the others," said Zhang Dayue.

"Okay." Zhang Dabao and Zhang Dayou walked down while talking. He got in the car, said goodbye to Zhang Dayou, and returned to Beijing alone.

Zhang Dabao is not going back to live in No. 95 Courtyard today. He drove to Masi Hutong. Some of the locks on the doors could not be opened as they were badly rusted. However, it also showed that the house was not occupied by anyone. A house that was the first one on the street was not occupied, which meant that someone knew that this was their house and it was protected.

The house was a bit run-down, but luckily I had renovated it when I first took over, so only some tiles were broken, and the house as a whole was fine. I checked inside and there was no leaking.

I moved all the stuff inside into the space, replaced the furniture and bedding with new ones, and replaced all kinds of utensils with new ones. It was convenient to do anything with the space, and it was also very fast to clean up. I finished the cleaning in no time.

After cleaning up, Zhang Dabao was not in the mood to cook. In addition, he wanted to get a real understanding of the current situation in the capital, so he closed the door and walked into the street.

"Sir, is this car yours?" After Zhang Dabao came out, a woman came to him.

"Are you blocking the road? Let me move," Zhang Dabao said to the woman.

"It's not blocking the road. The street is so wide, how could it be blocking the road? I just want to ask, is this a car from a foreign-funded unit? I saw that its license plate is black, and the car looks quite high-end. I have never seen this before," asked the young woman.

Zhang Dabiao looked up at the woman and was stunned. Isn't this that person? Sister Qing, a famous actress, is only about 25 or 26 years old now. She looks graceful and charming. Her life experience and marriage are often talked about by later generations. How should I put it? She should be a relatively open-minded woman. In her mind, there are no traditional constraints on women.

Zhang Dabao likes open-minded women, especially beautiful and open-minded women.

"Yes, it's a Hong Kong car, a car produced in Hong Kong. It's selling very well now. I'm going to have dinner now. How about getting in and trying out the performance of this car?" Zhang Dabao made an invitation.

"Cars from Hong Kong? They look so nice. I heard that TVs from Hong Kong are very popular. Is that true?" Sister Qing asked.

"Of course it's true. I also know the manager of Huabang Film and Television. You are also an actor. I have seen the show you acted in, it's very good. I can introduce you to Huabang in Hong Kong. Besides being very popular there, the pay is also high. Generally speaking, the starting pay is more than 10,000. Is Lao Mo still open now? I heard that the red wine there is good." Zhang Dabao offered the conditions.

"Lao Mo, that's not good. Many people know me. Don't you have any red wine at home? Let's go buy some food and eat at your home." Sister Qing made a better suggestion.

"Get in the car, let's go buy some food." Zhang Dabao opened the car door, Sister Qing got in the car, and Zhang Dabao stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the city.

The car driven by Zhang Dabao is the latest model of Winbond produced in Hong Kong. It has strong power, high speed, good performance, and provides a very good driving experience.

The car was driving very fast. Sister Qing was very excited. It was impossible for her to buy vegetables as eating vegetables was not as good as eating people. So the car drove into the woods outside the city. The car had a very good sense of rhythm.