Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"I heard from Zhang Cuihua that Zhang Dabao in the backyard wants to replace Dongxu. Will he be close to us after the change of position?" Liu Cuiping asked Yi Zhonghai.

"It would be better for Dongxu to change his job. He is not cut out to be a fitter. If he continues to work in the workshop, the consequences will be unpredictable. What happened to Xiao Lu today scared me. I have been working for decades, and I am the first one who can't learn anything like Dongxu, and he is also my apprentice whom I taught carefully. Isn't it infuriating?" Yi Zhonghai said.

"Then he must have kissed Zhang Dabao and the others." Liu Cuiping was still struggling with the previous question.

"Even if Zhang Dabao doesn't change his position, he is still his uncle. Who can change this? After all, Zhang Dabao and Zhang Cuihua have the same grandfather. Although Dongxu can't learn the technology, his character is still okay. Even if he changes his position, I am still his master. I have taught him for more than ten years. I can't disown him as my master," said Yi Zhonghai.

"Dongxu is not bad, but Zhang Cuihua is not easy to get along with, and Zhang Dabao is even worse." Liu Cuiping has no good opinion of the Zhang siblings.

"As long as Dongxu is fine, how can he ignore us when we have problems? We live in the same courtyard. Besides, we still have a house and savings. Even if Zhang Dabao doesn't like it, can Zhang Cuihua not like it?" Yi Zhonghai analyzed the situation to his wife.

"You're right. Be nicer to Dongxu in the future. If it really doesn't work, pay for him to buy a house." Liu Cuiping also wanted to come over.

"That's the right thing to think about. I was scared today and have a slight fever. I'm going to ask Granny Liu on the street to call for me," Yi Zhonghai said to his wife, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Liu Cuiping let Yi Zhonghai lie down on the bed, took a piece of Yi Zhonghai's clothes and went out.

Zhang Dabiao went back to the backyard, boiled water, washed himself, changed his clothes, washed his dirty clothes, took out seven or eight steamed buns from the space, put them in the lunch box, and then put them back into the space. Then he lay on the bed and rested for a while.

"Seventh Uncle, why hasn't my father come back yet?" Zhang Dabao heard Banggeng calling him in a daze.

"Your father will be back tomorrow and will have to stay in the hospital for another day. Do you miss him?" Zhang Dabao rubbed his eyes and touched Banggeng's head.

"I miss him a little, but mainly because I'm worried about the money. How much does it cost to stay in the hospital for one day? He didn't take the exam, and he didn't get promoted to level two. I also lost my grandmother's waistcoat," Bang Geng said to Zhang Dabao.

"Banggeng, I find that you are really smarter than your dad. You even know to ask for a waistcoat for your grandma. Your grandma's love for you is not in vain. How about this, your dad didn't pass the second level exam, so I will also make a waistcoat for your grandma, okay?" Zhang Dabao understood the meaning of Banggeng's words.

"That's great! My grandma has been talking about it for days and has been telling people how bad it would be without the waistcoat. I'll go tell her the good news." Banggeng ran out happily.

Zhang Dabao thought to himself, you know what, Banggeng has been smart since he was young, and he even knows how to tease me.

Zhang Dabao looked at the hanging sheepskin and saw that it was almost dry. He decided to make one for Zhang Cuihua at the tailor shop on the street before going out. After all, her grandson was so smart.

Banggeng still has both his parents alive, and I wonder if he will follow the path of a thief. Zhang Dabiao also wants to know. But looking at the current situation, it is unlikely that he will. Zhang Cuihua is living a decent life now, and her values ​​are correct. Apart from being a little doting on her child, she has not taught him any messy things.

"Da Biao, is Dongxu not okay yet?" Zhang Lianhua saw her brother in the yard and walked over to ask.

"He's almost well. You can go home tomorrow if you don't have a fever. This time Dongxu's cold has developed pneumonia, which is a bit serious," said Zhang Dabao.

"Don't let Dongxu play in the water anymore. Every time he goes into the water, something bad happens. Do you want to eat at home?" Zhang Lianhua asked her brother.

"No, wait for Huairu to come and bring some clothes for Dongxu. Just eat something in the hospital. I'll make you a waistcoat too. Banggeng just asked his grandmother about the waistcoat." Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"I don't want it. How can young people wear this? Banggeng is smarter than Dongxu," Zhang Lianhua said with a smile.

Zhang Dabao took the sheepskin and asked Qin Huairu to find clothes for Jia Dongxu. Qin Huairu also wanted to go to the hospital, so Zhang Dabao had to take her to the hospital to see Jia Dongxu.

After Zhang Cuihua was made a waistcoat at a tailor shop on the street, the two of them came to the hospital. Zhang Dabao took out two lunch boxes that he had prepared earlier from the car.

He first went to the cafeteria to get Jia Dongxu a bowl of porridge, and then came to the ward.

"Seventh Uncle, you're here. I'm almost starving." When Jia Dongxu saw the two people coming in, he reached out to take the lunch box first.

"Huai Ru, did you see that? Dongxu is just a foodie. He is not as good as Bang Geng. Bang Geng knew that Dongxu had not been upgraded, so he asked for a waistcoat for his grandmother. But Dongxu only knows how to eat." Zhang Dabao couldn't help it and said something about Jia Dongxu.

"Have you made a waistcoat for my mother?" Jia Dongxu looked up at the two of them and asked.

"Do I need to ask? If your mother didn't have a waistcoat, wouldn't you get beaten when you got home?" Zhang Dabia asked Jia Dongxu with a smile.

"Haha..." Jia Dongxu laughed a few times without saying anything.

"Eat it. I get angry when I see you being so shameless." Zhang Dabao put the bowl of porridge on the cabinet beside Jia Dongxu's bed.

"Seventh Uncle, is this Roujiamo?" Jia Dongxu opened the lunch box, took a deep breath and asked Zhang Dabao.

"You talk too much nonsense. If it's not roujiamo, what is it?" Zhang Dabao said unhappily.

"Seventh uncle, this uncle's hometown is Shaanxi. He is sick and wants to eat roujiamo. Can I give one to him?" Jia Dongxu asked Zhang Dabao carefully.

"Of course, don't give one, give two. Don't you see the two of them?" Zhang Dabao saw the two people looking at this side, nodded and smiled politely.

"Thank you, brother. I just told your nephew that the price at Dazhalan used to be 25 cents each, and you needed a ticket. We don't have a ticket, so is one dollar each okay?" said the woman.

"Sister, don't mention money. Meeting you is fate. Why talk about money for a meal? I bought a lot today, and I still have more." Zhang Dabao took a lunch box and gave it to the woman.

"It's not appropriate not to ask for money..." The woman was about to say something but was stopped by Zhang Dabao.

"If you give me money, I won't give it to you. I'll eat it myself and keep the money. I never know when I'll need your help in the future. Why should I pay for a single bite of food?" Zhang Dabao said firmly.

Seeing this, the woman had no choice but to put the money away.

After dinner, Jia Dongxu changed his clothes and Qin Huairu packed up the dirty clothes.