Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

Widow Bai has two sons. The eldest is named Wang Jianjun and the second is named Wang Jianguo.

Not only do these two brothers look very similar, but they also have the same hairstyle - the traitor hairstyle.

This hairstyle is very conspicuous in the crowd and can be recognized at a glance.

It makes people want to hit others.

"Hey, Mom, I still want to eat donkey meat hot pot. What's so delicious about dumplings?" Wang Jianjun said while touching his belly with his hand, expressing his disdain for dumplings.

But what era was this? The 1960s, when people were hungry and cold.

It's good enough if they can fill themselves up with cornmeal porridge, but these two brothers are so picky about what they eat, which is enough to show what kind of people these three mothers are.

"Yes, Mom, my brother is right. We have come a long way to live with Lao He. He can't just prepare a few home-cooked dishes, right? He must prepare at least ten or eight dishes to entertain us!" Wang Jianguo echoed.

"Hehe, if he doesn't do this, then we might as well beat him up and see if he dares to go against us." Wang Jianjun waved his fists, looking ferocious.

"Haha, looking at Old He's frail appearance, do you believe that I can beat him to a pulp with just one hand? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, time really is merciless. This old guy has totally not realized that this world is no longer his. "Wang Jianguo said proudly.

The White Widow looked at her little son with eyes full of doting.

She gently stroked Wang Jianguo's hair and said softly, "Yes, yes, our Jianguo is still the best! But you must remember to protect your mother."

Hearing his mother's praise, Wang Jianguo became even more proud, and patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, Mom, I'm here, no one can hurt you!"

Wang Jianguo grinned triumphantly.

"Hahaha……"

"Mom, you can rest assured. From now on, our family is the boss in this yard. Anyone who dares to disobey will have to ask my brother and I if our fists are willing to do it! I can tell you without exaggeration that these people in the city are simply a bunch of cowards. If I punch them, they will probably cry for a long time. It's a pity that we haven't gained a firm foothold yet, otherwise, I will definitely beat them until the shit comes out of them, then beat them into the shit, and finally beat them with shit."

After hearing this, Wang Jianjun burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, isn't He Yushui's boyfriend boasting about how great he is? Humph, if he really ran into us two brothers, he would have been beaten into submission long ago."

The White Widow smacked her lips and muttered, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, you two brats, don't talk nonsense. After all, he is your brother-in-law. As the saying goes, 'Dogs bite the ugly, people respect the good'. We should at least give him some face. Otherwise, it will be difficult to borrow money from him in the future."

Wang Jianguo looked unconvinced and muttered, "Tsk, if he dares not lend it to us, I will break his legs and stick them into his ass! It's just a little money, what's the big deal!"

Hearing this, the White Widow couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She chuckled and continued, "Hahaha, it's really no big deal. When that guy comes back, we'll borrow 2000 yuan from him. If he refuses to give it, we'll firmly oppose He Yushui marrying him! Humph, the women in our family can't be married off by just any man."

Wang Jianjun frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I want to ask you something... My brother and I are not siblings with He Yushui, so it stands to reason that we can get married, right? We can't let others take advantage of us! How about this, you go and talk to Old He and just let He Yushui marry my brother and me."

The White Widow hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Well..."

After a while, she made up her mind and said, "Okay, when your uncle Daqing comes back, I'll talk to him about this. We know each other well, which is much better than that wild boy who came out of nowhere."

……

He Yuzhu got off work in a hurry and pedaled his bicycle anxiously to Yang Xiaoman's house.

On the way, he stopped to buy two kilograms of delicious braised meat, planning to enjoy the food with Yang Xiaoman in the evening, have a few drinks, and spend a good time together.

When he arrived at the state-owned restaurant, he happened to see Yang Xiaoman walking out the door after get off work.

He Yuzhu couldn't wait to raise his hand and shouted excitedly: "Wife, I'm here!"

When Yang Xiaoman heard the voice, a shy blush instantly appeared on her cheeks. She took light steps and quickly ran to He Yuzhu's side, and coquettishly punched his chest with her little fist.

"Oh, you are such a jerk, you have no shame in the broad daylight!"

He Yuzhu grinned, revealing a sly smile, and said in a deliberately domineering manner.

"Humph, who would be so talkative? Haven't they seen a loving couple?"

Then, he smiled and flattered her, "Isn't it, wife~"

Yang Xiaoman unhappily stretched out her jade hand, gently poked He Yuzhu's forehead, and said angrily: "You are so unruly!"

After saying that, the figures of Zhou Zheng and He Yushui suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but ask, "By the way... Xiao Zhou and Yushui will come back during the Qingming Festival, right?"

He Yuzhu heard this, nodded, and responded: "Well, every year during the Qingming Festival, Xiao Zhou will go to sweep Zhou Yunhai's grave, and this year should be no exception."

He paused for a moment, looked at Yang Xiaoman in confusion, and asked, "Wife, why did you suddenly mention them? Do you have something to do with them?"

Yang Xiaoman nodded slightly to show her approval.

Then she said, "Yes, the manager of the hotel told me today that he wanted to treat Xiao Zhou and his friends to a meal. It's probably related to supplies."

Yang Xiaoman paused for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then added: "Although we can't make the decision on this matter, there is no harm in telling Xiao Zhou. As for whether it can succeed, it depends on their own ability."

He Yuzhu heard this and asked in confusion, "Huh? Are your state-owned restaurants also short of supplies? Aren't they all allocated according to the quota?"

Yang Xiaoman smiled slightly, and replied with a hint of helplessness: "Haha, that being said... But in fact, doesn't your steel mill also need to purchase unplanned materials every month?"

He Yuzhu smacked his lips and sighed, "Tsk tsk tsk, all crows are black!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoman hit He Yuzhu's arm hard and scolded him coquettishly: "Oh, please stop talking nonsense! Those are the leaders' business, and have nothing to do with ordinary people like us."

Her eyes revealed a kind of helplessness towards reality and compromise with life.

He Yuzhu grinned, revealing a row of neat... uh, not-so-narrow teeth.

He chuckled and patted the back seat of the bicycle gently, motioning Yang Xiaoman to sit on it.

Yang Xiaoman's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a gentle and charming smile. She said softly: "Well, ride slower."

He Yuzhu nodded, indicating that he understood what she meant.

He got on the bicycle, adjusted his posture, then carefully pedaled the pedals and moved forward slowly.

Yang Xiaoman gently grasped the corner of He Yuzhu's clothes, feeling the refreshing breeze blowing across her cheeks.

They rode along the quiet path, the sun shining on their bodies, making them warm and comfortable.

He Yuzhu rode his bike attentively, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, while occasionally looking back at Yang Xiaoman sitting in the back seat to make sure she was safe.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and only the two of them were enjoying the tranquility and warmth.

Their laughter filled the air and made the world a better place.

But little did they know that there was still a "tough battle" waiting for them in the compound.