Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

As soon as Jia Dongxu and his family entered the courtyard, Qin Huairu couldn't help asking, "Dongxu, why did you give Wang Bo so much money? This is almost as much as your monthly salary!"

Jia Dongxu did not slow down his pace at all. He whispered, "What do you know? The ash from the burning coal is still in our stove. We have to go home and get it out!"

Hearing what Jia Dongxu said, Jia Zhang's face was overjoyed, "Yes, yes, yes, my son is still smart. Let's go back and dig out the coal ash and soak it in water to drink. See if I can't kill these bastards!"

Qin Huairu didn't completely believe what Wang Bo said. She frowned and wanted to say something, but when she saw Jia Dongxu's excitement, she just sighed.

As soon as the four of them entered the house, they were immediately made to vomit by the mixed smell of feces and urine, especially Qin Huairu, who retched a few times and then ran outside to vomit.

After Qin Huairu finished vomiting, she frowned again, as if she was worried about something, and she looked back into the house.

In the room, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang were carefully taking out the coal balls that had almost burned into white-gray and placing them on the ground to dry.

They all looked excited, as if what they held in their hands was not smelly coal ash, but some rare treasure.

Without waiting for the coal ash to cool down, Jia Dongxu scraped off some of the coal ash with a spoon, put it in a cup and soaked it in water.

Smelling the foul smell coming from the cup, Jia Dongxu hesitated for a moment. He looked at Qin Huairu and said, "How about you have some first?"

Qin Huairu shook her head firmly, "I'm still feeling nauseous and can't drink this."

"Why are you so troublesome!"

Jia Zhang scolded Qin Huairu, then took the cup, held her breath, tilted her head back, and gulped down the liquid.

When Jia Dongxu saw Jia Zhang's disgusting and distorted face, he couldn't help swallowing and considering whether he should drink it.

"Mom, how do you feel?"

Seeing that Jia Zhang was gradually recovering, Jia Dongxu asked hurriedly.

"good!"

Jia Zhang licked her tongue and felt it, but felt that there was no major change.

"I'll try too!"

Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth, poured another cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, Jia Dongxu's throat kept moving upwards, but he closed his mouth tightly and swallowed it all with his eyes wide open.

When Qin Huairu saw him like this, she went out and started vomiting again.

In the following period of time, people kept going to Jia Dongxu's house to ask for medicine, but the Jia family members all said that the coal ash smelled too bad and they had thrown it all away that night. Those who wanted it should go to the garbage pit to find it themselves.

But as long as the neighbors got close to Jia Dongxu or Jia Zhangshi, they could smell the odor of the toilet in their mouths. Everyone in the compound understood that the Jia family had monopolized the medicine that could increase strength.

For a while, no one in the compound was willing to pay attention to the Jia family.

In Yi Zhonghai's home, under the dim light, an old lady was mending clothes while talking to Yi Zhonghai:

"Old Yi, you've been too biased towards Dongxu recently. The Jia family has caused complaints from the neighbors in the yard. You should be more careful."

"Ugh."

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything, just sighed. He also felt that the Jia family had been a little domineering recently.

Moreover, when I went to Jia's house at noon today to ask if they had any medicine, Jia Dongxu told me confidently, just like he did to everyone else, that the coal ash had been thrown away long ago.

But the smell from Jia Dongxu's mouth could be smelled even from Yi Zhonghai, two miles away!

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but wonder if he had made the wrong choice to take care of the elderly?

"If you ask me, Zhuzi is a better kid. Although he has a bad temper, he is honest and doesn't have many tricks. As long as we treat him well, he will definitely take good care of us in the future."

After the lady finished talking about Sha Zhu, she paused and then said, "I think Wang Bo is a good kid too."

"Don't mention him!"

Yi Zhonghai gets angry when talking about Wang Bo. This kid doesn't give any face to him, the old man in the compound, and has been causing trouble recently. Yi Zhonghai gets angry when he is mentioned.

"Well, you should take care of the pillars, and I will take care of the rain on weekdays."

Yi Zhonghai nodded, then picked up the ceramic mug and took a sip of tea.

There were no entertainment activities during that period. Wang Bo worked all day, and after dinner, he counted his savings under the lamp.

"I worked for seven days in total. After deducting the food and drink, plus the twenty yuan Jia Dongxu gave me and the remaining money, I had a total of forty-eight yuan and thirty-two cents in my hand."

"Shazhu still owes me fifty cents, which makes forty-eight dollars and eighty-two cents. I still need seventy-one dollars and eighteen cents to buy a second-hand tricycle."

Recently, Wang Bo has a new goal, which is to save money to buy a second-hand tricycle.

Carrying bags is a profitable job, but you get covered in dust every time. Wang Bo is a man from the 21st century and is quite clean. Although he can go to the bathhouse to take a shower every day, he still wants to change his job.

Wang Bo saw those tricycle operators picking up and delivering goods all day long without getting covered in dust and earning a good income, so he thought about buying a tricycle.

But when I went to the place where tricycles were sold and asked, I learned that a new tricycle cost 180 yuan and a used one cost 120 yuan. I would have to carry goods for three months to save enough money to buy a tricycle.

"Ugh."

Wang Bo couldn't help but sigh. When others traveled through time, noble people sponsored them, money rained down on them, red flags flew at home, colorful flags fluttered outside, and all kinds of incredible skills were given away through daily lotteries.

After traveling through time, I do have a system, but I also have to be in the right mood. This crappy thing is useless except for making me feel better. I only earn a dollar and eighty cents after putting in so much effort.

Wang Bo looked at the purchase schedules of all the nearby grain and vegetable stores that he had recorded on the wall. It looked like a clock-in sheet for future work. He thought, have I become a beast of burden?

In order to buy a tricycle, which is a second-hand one at that, Wang Bo had to carry the goods for several months. He felt like he was becoming Camel Xiangzi.

Still thinking about lying down?

Just as Wang Bo was daydreaming, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I, He Yuzhu!"