Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Wang Bo strolled back to the front yard and saw Yan Bugui busy in the vegetable garden early in the morning. He greeted him casually, "Old Yan, you got up so early to work. Have you had breakfast?"

Yan Bugui stood up straight, and when he saw that it was Wang Bo, he felt uncomfortable.

Ever since 1976 when I listened to Wang Bo's slander and asked my three sons to move out and find places to live on their own, things have become bad now.

Originally, Yan Bugui had thought it through well. He thought that through this incident he could warn his three sons, establish his own prestige, and also find a reason to ask for more living expenses and accommodation fees.

Who would have thought that after the ten-year storm had subsided, the eldest and second brother's units would allocate houses, and they moved in so smoothly. What made him even angrier was that the third brother also moved into the school dormitory.

Before leaving, the three sons held a meeting at home to settle the expenses of raising them from childhood to adulthood. After the three sons settled the money, they basically never came back, and now the old couple are left living here alone.

How could Yan Bugui and his wife be happy when the son they raised all their lives just ran away from them? After thinking about it over and over again, they did not reflect on themselves at all, and did not repent of their greedy and calculating habits. Instead, they blamed Wang Bo, asking him to come up with such a bad idea.

But Wang Bo had already greeted him, so how could Yan Bugui not respond? He could only put on a false smile and said, "I've eaten, Xiaobo, you got up early enough, have you eaten too?"

"No, Old Yan, you get up so early every day. You really can't accept your age," Wang Bo yawned and continued:

"You two old people are already so old, why don't you just move in with Jie Cheng? It's just a matter of paying for living expenses, which is not a big deal for you. Let them take good care of you and enjoy the happiness of family life."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui's face darkened. He ignored Wang Bo and lowered his head to go back to work.

He didn't want to pay attention to Wang Bo, but Wang Bo didn't want to let him go. "The greatest pain in life is to die without spending all your money. Old Yan, you have been thrifty and calculating all your life and saved up a lot of money. You can't take it with you when you are born and you can't take it with you when you die. What's the point of keeping the money!"

Seeing Yan Bugui's expression becoming increasingly ugly, Wang Bo smiled triumphantly.

If you dare to offend me, I will have to say something to you every day and make you feel uncomfortable all day long.

Where there are unhappy people, there are happy people.

First, Liu Haizhong finally finished his five-year prison sentence and returned to the courtyard.

Then Liu Guangfu, who was planting rubber in Yunnan, returned to his home after more than ten years.

That evening, Liu Haizhong and his wife prepared a large table to welcome their youngest son, who had been separated from them for twelve years.

Liu Guangfu was able to eat his fill in the past few years in Yunnan, but only just enough to fill himself. When he saw the table full of fish and meat, how could he resist? He said nothing and just ate to his heart's content.

When Liu Guangfu couldn't eat any more, he finally put down his chopsticks with reluctance, looked up at his parents and asked, "Dad, Mom, why are you two here? Where's my second brother? He hasn't gotten off work yet so late?"

When Liu Guangfu asked about Liu Guangtian, the old couple looked unhappy, but they still forced a smile and said, "Your second brother and his wife moved out after they divided the house. This evening, we prepared a big table of food especially for you."

Liu Guangfu was also a shrewd man. He knew as soon as he heard it that his second brother, who had been beaten since childhood, could not stand this family and would run away if he had the chance. He quickly expressed his sincere opinion:

"Dad, Mom, don't worry. I finally came back and I will definitely not move out. I will definitely take good care of you two at home."

Hearing Guangfu's words, Liu Haizhong and his wife were very relieved. Liu Haizhong patted his son's shoulder and said happily: "Guangfu is really sensible. You just came back, take a few days off first. I will contact my apprentice who is the factory director of the branch factory and arrange for you to work with him!"

Liu Guangfu immediately thanked Liu Haizhong happily.

That night, Liu Guangfu suffered from vomiting and diarrhea at home because he had suddenly eaten a large amount of meat. Frightened, Liu Haizhong quickly rode his tricycle to take his son to the hospital.

But Liu Haizhong and his wife's happiness did not last long. A few months after Liu Guangfu started working, he also moved into the dormitory and never came back.

The homes of Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui have become homes for left-behind elderly people.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already 1984.

After work, Wang Bo was tutoring Wang Nian's family in junior high school mathematics. The brat felt that going to school was pointless, and he was probably afraid of being beaten by Wang Bo and Yu Shui, otherwise he would have stopped studying long ago.

As it turned out, he did not do well in the exam again. Just when Wang Bo was pulling his hair out with worry and wishing to teach him a lifelong lesson, Sha Zhu came over.

Looking at the anxious Wang Bo, Sha Zhu burst into laughter, "Wang Bo, you have been very capable all your life, how come you were beaten by your own son?"

After seeing Sha Zhu, Wang Nianjia's eyes lit up, "Uncle, I have finally read enough of this crappy book. After I graduate from junior high school, I will learn to be a chef from you! Will you accept me as your apprentice?"

"Okay!"

"no!"

"You kid deserve to be punished again!"

Yu Shui shouted from outside, and after entering the room, he glared at Sha Zhu, and then yelled at Wang Nianjia: "If you dare not study hard, I will break your legs!"

Wang Bo also continued, "That's right, son, look at your uncle. Do you know why he has looked like this since he was a child? It's because he cooks every day, and his face is so smoky and cooked. If you want to become as ugly as your uncle, go learn to be a chef!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm still here!" Sha Zhu was originally quite happy to see Wang Bo get humiliated, but now he was unhappy when he heard Wang Bo's personal attack, "Nian family, don't listen to your father's nonsense. Back then, your uncle was as handsome as Song Yu and more handsome than Pan An, and your father is not as good-looking as me!"

Wang Nianjia looked at Sha Zhu, then looked at Wang Bo, and then chuckled, "Uncle, you're just talking nonsense."

"You little bastard, how come you are just as stupid as your father!"

"Okay, Nianjia, go study hard!"

Wang Bo shouted at his son, then asked Sha Zhu, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to borrow money from you!"

Sha Zhu went on to explain that the wages at the steel mill were basically stagnating, but prices were rising day by day. He had no choice but to make money, so he decided to apply for medical retirement, take half of his salary, and then open a restaurant outside with Lin Xiu.

After listening to this, Wang Bo suddenly asked, "Shazhu, didn't you go to work as a chef for Yan Jiecheng and his wife some time ago? I heard that they paid you a lot a month, so why do you want to do it on your own?"

After listening to what Wang Bo said, Sha Zhu laughed sarcastically, "With the calculating spirit of the Yan family, would they be willing to keep spending a lot of money to hire me? Now they have kicked me out and hired my former apprentice!"

"Okay, I'll support you in opening a restaurant. You can ask her for money and rainwater. She will keep the money."