Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

Old Yang looked at Zhao Changkong who was very interested and refused: "Father-in-law, please don't ask. It's still confidential. When the airport is built over there, you can take a vacation to travel and give them a lesson by the way. Tell them about your difficult journey."

"You'd better be straightforward and hide it all. If you don't want to say it, then forget it. Regardless of whether it succeeds in the end, I will give you some retired excellent pilots. As for whether you have any means to kidnap these people, it depends on you." Zhao Changkong looked at what Lao Yang said with satisfaction.

"Well!" Old Yang said tactfully, "Father, I'll give you a tip-off! Regardless of success or failure, I will donate a batch of supplies to our Air Force. I'll send you a few truckloads of food, electrical appliances, and in-demand goods."

Mr. Zhao said happily, "Okay, okay, okay! It's worth it that I agreed to your marriage with Xiaoliu. Have some tea in the living room. I'll call the department and ask them to compile a list of outstanding retired personnel. I'll give it to you later."

"Dad, you are busy, don't worry about me, I can take care of myself. You should be busy and don't have to take care of me. We are a family!"

"What a good family! That's right, from now on we are a family! Bring Xiaoliu home more often. This girl is away from home all year round, and she can't come back very often even though we live so close. We are always worried." After saying that, Zhao Changkong left quickly.

Not long after Mr. Zhao left, Zhao Jingyi appeared stealthily in the living room. Seeing that only Old Yang was there looking at the airplane model, she walked over, hugged Old Yang from behind, and sighed softly.

"Hubby, you're awesome! Being with you is like a dream. I hope I'll never wake up from this dream!"

Old Yang turned around and hugged Zhao Jingyi with a smile, jokingly saying, "It really is a dream. It might as well be a nightmare!"

Zhao Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then she opened her mouth and bit Lao Yang's chest fiercely. She rolled her eyes and saw Lao Yang's grinning face, so she immediately let go of him with a distressed look, rubbed her face against his chest and said, "Are you awake now? A woman as beautiful as me appeared in your dream, isn't this a beautiful dream? Such a beautiful dream, you actually called it a nightmare? If it happens again, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!"

After saying that, she seemed to remember something, stood on tiptoe, hugged Lao Yang's neck and kissed him.

When the two were immersed in the conversation, they heard someone cough twice. Zhao Jingyi immediately let go of Lao Yang, quickly wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and turned to look at the source of the cough. She saw a beautiful middle-aged woman standing at the back door, looking at the two with a smile.

Zhao Jingyi immediately yelled shyly: "Mom, aren't you cooking? What are you doing out here!"

Old Yang took a closer look at Jingyi's mother, Han Shiman. She was 1 meters tall, slightly plump, and looked to be in her 65s or s. Perhaps because she took good care of herself, she didn't look as old as her peers. She must have been a beauty when she was young.

Old Yang quickly stepped forward, saluted and said, "Hello, Mom. I'm Yang Shangjin. This is my first visit to your house. Please forgive me if I'm being rude!"

Old Yang picked up a handbag from the ground next to the sofa and handed it to Zhao's mother. Inside was a set of high-end cosmetics.

Mother Zhao walked up to take the gift and looked at Lao Yang carefully with a smile on her face. She praised him and said, "What a handsome boy! Our Xiaoliu is really not worthy of you!"

Mother Zhao looked at the indignant Zhao Jingyi lovingly and continued, "Xiao Liu has been spoiled since she was a child and has a bad temper. It's hard for you to be together and tolerate her temper. If you have any conflicts in the future, tell me and I will take charge of her and teach her a lesson for you."

Seeing Yang Shangjin smiling and Zhao Jingyi looking aggrieved, Zhao's mother arranged with satisfaction, "Go to Xiaoliu's room and rest for a while. I'll call you when the meal is ready!"

After saying that, he turned around with a smile on his face and went back to the kitchen.

Zhao Jingyi blushed as she pulled Lao Yang up to the second floor and pushed the door of a room on the far west side. The furnishings in the room were relatively simple, with a desk and bookshelf, a clothes rack, a wardrobe, and a bed.

After entering the house, Zhao Jingyi came to the door, pulled Lao Yang to sit on the bed, snuggled in his arms and told him every bit of her life, how she left home to work in the supply and marketing cooperative, and then stepped up to the position of president. After cooperating with Xingbang Company, how she carried out her work, learned the company system, and began to admire him.

As a qualified listener, Lao Yang cooperated with her in her conversation, holding Zhao Jingyi and listening to her chatter carefully.

Before I knew it, there was a knock on the door, followed by Zhao's mother calling out, "Xiao Yang, Xiao Liu, come down for dinner! Hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Zhao Jingyi stood up and took Lao Yang out, saying softly, "Only my parents and my eldest brother are home today. My eldest sister-in-law and the children are not home yet. We're just having a simple meal to get to know each other. We'll call all the brothers and sisters back to hold a wedding banquet for us later, so don't be nervous."

Old Yang reached out and slapped Zhao Jingyi on the butt, blaming her, "Do you think I'd be nervous? I've met and managed more people than your father, do you think I'd be scared of him? It would be better if you were quieter and stopped making so much noise!"

When they came downstairs, they saw Mr. Zhao and his mother sitting at the dining table. Zhao Tiejun was standing at the table with his head down, as if he had just been scolded. Mother Zhao was still fiddling with the tableware, and she was used to the situation between the father and son. When she saw the two coming down from upstairs, she quickly called them to come over for dinner.

Zhao Jingyi pulled Lao Yang to sit next to her mother. When Mr. Zhao saw Lao Yang and the others coming, he also let Zhao Tiejun go and asked him to sit down and eat. Zhao Tiejun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sat down next to Lao Yang, looking at Lao Yang with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

There were eight dishes on the table, both meat and vegetables, which was considered a very high-class feast at that time. Zhao's mother frequently picked up dishes for Lao Yang, and she looked at Lao Yang like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looked, the happier she was, and her smile never stopped.

After Mr. Zhao announced the start of the meal, Zhao Tiejun seemed to be deliberately persuading Lao Yang to drink, as if he wanted to save some face by drinking. Mr. Zhao was also happy to see it happen, and kept looking at Lao Yang, as if to say "Drink, drink, come and toast me".

With Lao Yang's current physique, even if he didn't cheat, Mr. Zhao and Zhao Tiejun combined would not be his opponent. Although Lao Yang felt sorry for the special supply of Moutai, he didn't stop. He was either being persuaded by Zhao Tiejun or toasting Mr. Zhao. As a result, he drank 5 bottles of liquor in a short time. Mr. Zhao drank almost one bottle and was already drunk. Zhao's mother took away Mr. Zhao's glass and stopped him from drinking.

Zhao Jingyi originally wanted to snatch Lao Yang's glass, but she felt relieved when she saw that Lao Yang was not drunk at all. She saw that her elder brother was already drunk and even started to stutter, but he still held the glass to persuade Lao Yang to drink, as if he was still okay. This was a sign of being completely drunk.

Zhao's mother also scolded Zhao Tiejun, asking him to stop drinking, eat some food and go to rest. But a drunkard would not listen to advice. Zhao's mother also knew his character, so she gave him a few words of advice and then ignored him. As a result, he drank half a bottle of wine and passed out drunk.

Mr. Zhao kicked twice in a daze and said, "You're trying to persuade someone to drink. He's fine, but he got drunk!"

"Xiao Yang, throw him on the sofa next to you, let him go to sleep and leave him alone. Let's continue eating."

Seeing Zhao Tiejun lying drunk on the ground, Lao Yang motioned Zhao Jingyi to lead the way, and he walked up, grabbed Zhao Tiejun's clothes with both hands and lifted him up. He followed Zhao Jingyi to Zhao Tiejun's room, put him on the bed, and then they returned to the living room.

Mr. Zhao had already left the dining table and sat on the sofa next to him to sober up. Only Mother Zhao was still waiting for the two of them.

Old Yang picked up the rice bowl and quickly finished his meal, then helped to put the food into the kitchen and put away the dining table. Then he sat on the sofa, drinking tea and chatting with Zhao's mother.

Time passed quickly, and at around 8pm, Old Yang and Zhao Jingyi got up to go back to the courtyard. Although Zhao's mother tried her best to keep them, they insisted on leaving, so she had to call the driver to take them back to the courtyard. Zhao's mother was reluctant to leave until she saw the car going away, and she sighed helplessly, then turned back to the living room to take care of Mr. Zhao.

Along the way, Zhao Jingyi nestled in Lao Yang's arms, breathing in the masculine scent from Lao Yang, her eyes blurred and her face flushed as if she was drunk.

The car sped along, turning left and right, and finally arrived outside the power supply compound. After the car stopped, Lao Yang thanked the driver, got out of the car holding Zhao Jingyi, and watched the driver leave before entering the compound.

Zhao Jingyi got down from Lao Yang's arms when she arrived at her home, took out the key, opened the door and went in. She turned on the coal stove in the corner to boil a pot of water, and dragged Lao Yang to the bedroom to change into pajamas and start preparing toiletries. Lao Yang sat on the bed and watched Zhao Jingyi busy and busy, feeling a sense of satisfaction and happiness. This is the happy life that Chinese people have always pursued, with a wife, children and a warm bed.

After the water was turned on, the two washed up, turned off the lights and fell on the bed, listening to each other's violent heartbeats...

The next day, after the alarm clock rang, Zhao Jingyi got up, washed up, went out to buy breakfast, woke up Lao Yang with a good morning kiss, and then went to work at the supply and marketing cooperative.

After washing up and having breakfast, Lao Yang locked the door and rode his bicycle to Hongxing Courtyard.

The entrance of Hongxing Courtyard.

The second aunt, the third aunt, Jia Zhang, Aunt Sun and a group of other old ladies sat together in the sun, sewing shoe soles. The ones who gossiped the most were Yang Shangjin and his vixen wife in the front yard.

"Let me tell you, I saw it with my own eyes yesterday. The wife of that sickly man is really a vixen. The coquettish way she walks is unbearable for any man. I can guarantee that this sickly Yang will surely have a short life. The little bit of yang energy he has will be sucked away by the vixen. Just wait and see, it won't last long!" Jia Zhang said complacently.

The third aunt also said, "What the sister-in-law of the Jia family said is right. The daughter-in-law surnamed Yang is so coquettish. You haven't seen her face, her waist, and the way she walks. She is definitely a vixen. If we could solve this problem, we might be able to subdue her. The man surnamed Yang has a poor health to begin with, and now he has such a daughter-in-law. Damn it!"

The second aunt also came up and said, "Who says it's not true? The reason why the surname Yang was able to maintain his life before was because he had good luck in the government. Now that he has left the government, he has lost his good luck, and this vixen has come to him. I don't know how much sin he committed in his previous life!"

Aunt Sun also responded positively, saying, "Oh, after hearing what everyone said, my heart is beating wildly. Didn't they say that spirits are not allowed to be born after the founding of the People's Republic of China? It's so scary to live in the same courtyard with them! Otherwise, we should hold a general meeting and drive them out."

A group of old ladies started arguing at once, all clamoring to hold a meeting of the entire compound to drive out the unstable factors. Everyone had different goals, but they all had only one target, which was Lao Yang's house.

A bicycle bell rang at the entrance of the alley, and everyone looked up and saw that it was Lao Yang riding a bicycle towards the courtyard. Everyone shut up and stared at Lao Yang with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The third aunt stood up early and greeted Lao Yang: "Xiao Yang, you are back. Are you going to decorate the house? Do you want the third aunt to help you?"

In addition to Jia Zhang, other people also greeted and expressed their willingness to help. Old Yang stopped his bicycle and thanked everyone: "Thank you very much. I am planning to renovate the house. Isn't this because I don't know the situation? I will come back to inquire about the situation first. If it does not affect our neighbors, I will repair it."

"Xiao Yang, ask your Third Aunt. I know the most clearly. Nothing that happens in this courtyard escapes your Third Aunt's eyes! For example, the one who spread rumors about you in the courtyard recently was Jia Zhang. You don't know yet, do you? Jia Zhang spread rumors that you are a short-lived ghost and your wife is a vixen! You must not live long in this courtyard and died without knowing what was going on."

Jia Zhang, who was standing by, immediately stood up and rushed towards the third aunt after hearing this. She grabbed her hair and started beating her, cursing, "What are you talking about, you long-tongued ghost? Who spread the rumor? You are slandering me, I will tear your mouth to pieces. Don't stop me, I am going to fight to the death today!"

The third aunt was not to be outdone. She stretched out her hand to grab Jia Zhang's chest and shouted loudly, "You old hag, who doesn't know you? Which rumor in and outside the courtyard wasn't spread by you? You spread rumors and beat people up. You think you're right, right? I'll catch you to death. Those who have grudges should take revenge, and those who have grievances should complain! I'll catch her, and you guys hurry up!"

When everyone saw the fight, they immediately stepped forward to stop it, and while doing so, they secretly attacked Jia Zhangshi. Jia Zhangshi's husband died when she was young and she became a widow. She lived in the courtyard with Jia Dongxu. She was also a romantic widow, and had scandals with men from all over the family. So the old ladies all had a problem with her, and they would definitely take revenge on her if they got the chance.

Soon, Jia Zhang was "accidentally injured" and her hair was all bruised and messy. Jia Zhang pushed everyone away and sat on the ground to perform the soul-calling method: "God damn old Jia! You died early, leaving us orphans and widows to be bullied. Look at this group of old women ganging up on me! Come up and take them away. Old Jia, come up and take a look. We can't live like this anymore. Come up and take them all away..."

It was also the first time for Old Yang to witness Jia Zhang's summoning of spirits. He watched it with great interest, and almost took out some melon seeds to eat while watching.

A group of old ladies saw this and picked up their winnowing baskets and went back to the courtyard. The third aunt also saw this and picked up her winnowing basket with an embarrassed look on her face and went back to the house. In an instant, Jia Zhang was the only one left at the bustling gate, throwing a tantrum on the ground.