Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Qin Huairu was stunned when she heard Banggeng's question. She really hadn't thought about it so much. If Banggeng really went to the countryside and never came back, and she lost her job, how would she live in the future?

Besides, deep down, she didn't want to give up her job so early.

Seeing Qin Huairu's worried face, Xiaodang quickly comforted her, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely support you. I will not marry someone else in the future. When the time comes, I will find a live-in son-in-law, and the two of us will serve you every day!"

Hearing such naive words from Xiaodang, who was only twelve years old, Banggeng laughed disdainfully.

Qin Huairu also knew that this was not very realistic. After all, their family was not rich, so how could they recruit a live-in son-in-law? But she still forced a smile and said, "Xiaodang, I'm satisfied if you have this intention. Don't worry about it. I'll find a way."

That being said, she was just an ordinary woman with no money or power. How could she help her children escape from this trend?

Grandma Banggeng at the side also said, "Huairu, what Banggeng said just now is right. Xiaodang is not young anymore, and I am old too. It's time for me to go home and enjoy my retirement. I will pack up today and take a bus back to my hometown tomorrow."

Qin Huairu was so worried at this time that she had no mood to care about her mother's thoughts. She nodded and said, "Since you want to go back to your hometown to enjoy your life, I won't keep you here. I'll pack up with you later."

Grandma Banggeng was stunned at first, and then she felt even more regretful. I was just complaining and didn’t really intend to go back.

Grandma Banggeng originally wanted to retreat in order to advance. As long as Qin Huairu said a word to keep her, she would take advantage of the situation and continue to stay here. After all, she only got five dollars a month with food and drink, and there was not much hard work. She really didn't want to leave.

What Grandma Banggeng didn't know was that Qin Huairu had wanted her to leave for a long time and was just worrying about how to tell her. Since she wanted to leave herself, she would definitely just make it a deal.

Wang Bo and Yu Shui were also at home listening to storytelling and eating. The steamed buns were steamed by Yu Shui, and the dishes were cooked by Yu Shui. Wang Bo was only responsible for eating. Of course, Yu Shui would wash the dishes after the meal.

One time, Sha Zhu discovered that his sister was treating Wang Bo like a master. He was so angry that he wanted to teach Wang Bo a lesson on the spot, but was stopped by the rain.

At that time, Wang Bo sat aside and shook his head, thinking that Yu Shui was too concerned about his brother. He knew that if a fight really broke out, he would not hold back and would definitely give Sha Zhu a full face lift for free.

After dinner, Wang Bo went out for a walk as usual, with his hands behind his back. When the neighbors in the compound saw Wang Bo, they smiled and greeted him.

"Uncle, have you eaten yet? If not, come to my house and have something to eat."

Wang Bo smiled and responded, "I ate it, I'll try it next time I go to your house. Remember to prepare some good dishes in advance, don't just send me away with cabbage."

"It would be a great honor for me to have such a great honor. I will ask my wife to stew meat for you."

"Okay, I'll call everyone to go together then!"

Wang Bo responded casually and turned to leave the compound.

After seeing Wang Bo leave, another neighbor came over and asked:

"Hey, you really have to treat Wang Bo to a meal!"

"Of course not. Have you forgotten how Yan Jiekuang and Liu Guangfu went to such a remote place? My son is almost old, and I don't want Wang Bo to continue to follow his style and let the street office throw my son to some remote place at the foot of the mountain."

"That's true. My child will be of age in two years. It seems we have to act sooner rather than later." The neighbor sighed.

"How come Wang Bo is so lucky? He owns a house at such a young age. His wife He Yushui is now a leader. I heard that her salary is much higher than that of his team leader."

"Who said it wasn't true? Even so, He Yushui is still willing to take care of this kid. Hey, if I had picked a kid and raised him well, maybe I would have enjoyed a happy life long ago."

At this moment, his wife grabbed his ear from behind and said, "Okay, you want to raise a kid, right? You dislike me, right? I didn't let you enjoy life, right? Let's go home and have a good talk!"

Wang Bo had just returned home after a walk when Yu Shui found him with a book.

"Little Bo, in his book On Practice, the old man clearly pointed out the mistakes of leftism, especially the mistakes of dogmatism, but why is he still leading this leftist movement now?"

Wang Bo sat on a chair and looked at the rain and said, "The old man's idea was right. At that time, there was already a serious relapse of the middle and upper classes. He wanted to clear them out of our path from the bottom up by taking the mass line."

"But unfortunately, the elderly are too old to go out and practice in person, which has led to the current situation as some people took advantage of the masses."

“But why are the masses being exploited?”

"The old man said that the masses are the real heroes, and I think they are indeed not lacking in courage and are not afraid of sacrifice, but they are affected by cognition and go the wrong way."

"This is what On Practice says: we must firmly grasp the basic contradiction between practice and knowledge in epistemology. Practice is the source of knowledge. People gain knowledge through practice, and correct knowledge and scientific theory play a guiding role in practical activities."

"Brother Xiaobo, what you mean is that there is something wrong with the public's understanding?"

"Yushui, you graduated from a technical secondary school and studied every day, but you are only thinking about these issues now. When do you think those who have only received a small amount of education will think about these issues?"

"Maybe not in my lifetime."

“So the purpose of studying is not to get a diploma, nor to get a job, but to establish a correct understanding and become a clear-headed person.”

After hearing Wang Bo's clear and logical explanation, Yu Shui looked at him in admiration and said loudly, "Brother Xiaobo, you know so much. The more I learn, the more I realize that you are truly knowledgeable and unfathomable."

Wang Bo raised his neck proudly, "Don't you see who your brother Xiao Bo is? This is just a drop in the bucket for me."

Seeing Yu Shui studying hard with the book again, Wang Bo secretly wiped the sweat from his head and thought to himself, "Oh my god, he fooled me again this time. He almost revealed all his knowledge of high school ideology and politics. If he asks him again next time, he will be exposed!"

If my bottom is really exposed, how can I PUA the rain in the future?

When no one was around in the middle of the night, Qin Huairu entered Yi Zhonghai's house again.

After a brief exchange between the two, Qin Huairu told Yi Zhonghai what happened today, and then asked worriedly: "Old Yi, Banggeng is about to graduate. If he really can't find a job, he will definitely have to go to the countryside. But if he really takes over, what will Xiaodang do then?"

Yi Zhonghai panted for a long time, finally calming down his breathing, and then pretended to be worried, "Alas, Banggeng has grown so big without me noticing. If this kid is really like Jie Kuang and Guangfu, he will suffer a lot."

"Then what can you do, Old Yi?"

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly: "As an old man, what can I do? If you ask me, you might as well find Director Wang from the Street Office and arrange for Banggeng to be located closer to Sijiu City. It will be more convenient for you to go find him when the time comes."

"Or, just be cruel and let Bang Geng take over, and we can talk about Xiao Dang when the time comes."