Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

This Banggeng was only five or six years old and spoke in a baby voice, but his words were so vicious that everyone's face changed.

And veins on Sha Zhu's originally dark face suddenly popped out!

Seeing Shazhu's expression, Qin Huairu quickly said, "Shazhu, Banggeng is just worried because he didn't get to eat the ribs. You mustn't take it personally."

After talking to Shazhu, Qin Huairu quickly said to Banggeng, "Banggeng, apologize to your Uncle He."

"What are you apologizing for?" Jia Zhang hugged Bang Geng and said confidently, "My eldest grandson is right. If we had known that you were incapable of coming, why would we have waited so long? We were so happy for nothing!"

This made the deaf old lady unhappy. She pointed at Jia Zhang and cursed: "How dare you say that about my eldest grandson? Believe it or not, I will beat you up!"

When Banggeng saw the deaf old lady scolding his grandmother, he didn't care about anything else and rushed up to hit the deaf old lady. Fortunately, he was stopped by an old lady.

The stick startled everyone in the room, and the deaf old lady was frightened to death. After she came to her senses, she started cursing at the Jia family. Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai's house became lively.

Finally, Sha Zhu helped the deaf old lady and left in the rain. Jia Zhang watched them leave, sneered at their backs and said, "Good job, if there are fewer people to eat, I will eat more and make you mad!"

Then he called out to Bang Geng, "Grandson, eat as much as you can!"

Jia Zhang and Bang Geng ate without caring about anything, while Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu kept apologizing to Yi Zhonghai and his wife.

Yi Zhonghai took a long time to calm down. He had thought of taking this opportunity to narrow the distance between the families, but now it was all over. He looked at Jia Dongxu and said with a straight face: "Dongxu, I'm not saying this as your master, but Bang Geng is not a small boy anymore. You should take good care of him."

Jia Dongxu didn't expect that Banggeng would dare to hit the deaf old lady. He quickly admitted his mistake and explained that he was busy with work and the old lady doted on the child, which was why the incident happened. He would definitely take good care of her in the future.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Dongxu who was smiling fawningly in front of him, and thought about how Banggeng had scolded Wang Bo and Shazhu just now, but he didn't say a word and didn't care at all. He suddenly felt that all his plans had fallen through. Jia Dongxu looked like a decent person, but he was not an upright person. Could he be relied on in the future?

Thinking that his retirement plan of many years might fall through, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help feeling frustrated. He sighed and waved his hand to signal Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu to go eat first.

Yi Zhonghai walked to the door and sat on the threshold. An old lady also came over and sat with him, looking at the full moon rising outside. Everything was so beautiful, but the sounds of eating and drinking coming from behind made Yi Zhonghai even more depressed.

After such a commotion, Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu and the deaf old lady no longer had the heart to celebrate the festival together, and each found an excuse not to attend the evening party.

Without Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong sat at the head seat of the Eight Immortals Table. It was also the first time for him to sit in this position. He was quite proud of himself. He wanted to stand up straight, but unexpectedly his fat belly took the lead and lifted up the Eight Immortals Table.

"I say, Uncle, just get up, why are you trying to flip the table?"

Wang Bo was sitting next to him. He stretched out his hand to push down the table and teased Liu Haizhong at the same time.

Yes, one of the three uncles was missing, and Wang Bo went directly to the table as a youth representative.

Liu Haizhong glanced at Wang Bo with annoyance. This kid was irritating just by looking at him, but now was not the time to worry about such trivial matters. He stood up straight, faced everyone, raised his hand and pressed it down.

When the neighbors saw that Liu Haizhong had something to say, they all stopped chatting.

Seeing everyone around him waiting for him to speak, Liu Haizhong instantly felt that his life had reached its peak. He was so excited that he couldn't speak fluently. "Today is August 15th, a good day for family reunion. Tonight, all the young and old in our compound will sit here and enjoy the moon together."

Liu Haizhong paused for a moment, then waved his hand, and his three sons stood up, each holding a cloth bag in their hands.

"As the second uncle in the courtyard, I prepared some melon seeds and peanuts for everyone. Everyone should eat and drink well. Eat and drink well."

As Liu Haizhong spoke, several people began to distribute peanuts and melon seeds to everyone. Everyone thought it was just a formality, but they didn't expect that they could get a good deal. They all praised Liu Haizhong.

"Second Master is really angry."

"Thank you, Uncle Er. I haven't eaten melon seeds for half a year."

"That's right. My family also bought some for the New Year. Second Uncle's family is rich and generous, and they are willing to take care of the neighbors."

Seeing the cloth bags in his sons' hands gradually becoming deflated, Liu Haizhong's heart was bleeding. He himself was reluctant to eat more during the New Year and other festivals, but when he heard the neighbors in the yard praising him, he felt that his money was well spent!

Wang Bo looked at Liu Haizhong's red face due to excessive excitement and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Second Uncle, don't be too excited. You can't speak, walk, eat or sleep anymore."

Liu Haizhong was so angry at this that his hands were shaking. He glared at Wang Bo and said, "Wang Bo, you deserve a beating."

Wang Bo didn't care at all, still smiling and saying: "Isn't this just a joke, Second Uncle? It's a big holiday, and if we really start fighting, I don't want to embarrass you."

Yan Fugui, who was sitting nearby, reached out and pulled Liu Haizhong to sit down. He looked at the neighbors who were sitting below and eating melon seeds, and said:

"As I idly chant about the autumn scenery, everything seems to be at a leisurely pace.

If there is no moon tonight, the whole autumn will be wasted. "

Nowadays, people still have special respect for intellectuals. When Yan Fugui started to recite an ancient poem, the crowd immediately became quiet.

Seeing that the neighbors were all looking at him quietly, Yan Fugui was also very proud, and continued: "Since ancient times, the Mid-Autumn Festival has been a celebration of the harvest and a family reunion."

Yan Fugui paused and continued, "Just now, the second uncle prepared peanuts and melon seeds for everyone. I, the third uncle, didn't prepare anything in advance, so I can only tell you about the origin of the Mid-Autumn Festival to cheer you up."

Yan Fugui then told the whole institute about the ancient emperors worshiping the moon, farmers worshiping the land to celebrate a good harvest, and the story of Chang'e flying to the moon. Finally, the tradition of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival every year was established in the Tang Dynasty.

Yan Fugui's speech was vivid and colorful, and a group of illiterate people were listening with great interest. However, the limelight was stolen from Liu Haizhong, who sat there with a stern face and said nothing.

When Yan Fugui finished speaking, the crowd below cheered and said they had learned something new. It was so beautiful that Yan Fugui's back teeth showed.

Just then, a discordant voice rang out.

"Wang Bo, the second uncle prepared peanuts and sunflower seeds for everyone, and the third uncle popularized knowledge for everyone. You didn't prepare anything, so you don't have the qualifications to sit up there, don't you agree?"