Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Ever since he was chosen as the eldest uncle, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but show off his power.

If you are a high official and don't show off, isn't that like walking in the night in fine clothes?

On the afternoon of the day that Yi Zhonghai was taken away, Liu Haizhong gathered all the neighbors, measured the usable land area in the compound, and then distributed the land equally to each household.

Wang Bo did not participate in the whole process. He did not ask for any land and was too lazy to do these chores. Yan Fugui went to the Women's Federation to rescue Yi Zhonghai. Liu Haizhong was the only one in charge of the entire compound. He was so happy that his back teeth showed.

After demarcating the land for each household, the next step was to dig bricks. Only a few narrow brick roads were left in the courtyard, and the rest of the bricks were piled in the open space in front of the back house.

The back house is not the main part of the compound. There is only a narrow corridor in the middle. There is really not much space, especially in a place like this.

Liu Haizhong's first major move as a new official was to arrange for people to turn over and loosen the soil after dividing the land. He went out for a while and quickly brought back three large vats.

It turned out that he thought it was too troublesome for every household to ferment manure, so he simply placed a vat in each of the front, middle and back yards. Three large vats of fertilizer would be enough and it would also look good.

In the following days, all the aunties in the compound went out of town to pick vegetables. They either begged or stole some wheat straw, and stuffed it all into the jar.

Liu Haizhong chose another dark and windy night and arranged for several strong men to sneak into the toilet outside with tools, dig out feces from the toilet, and fill the three large vats with feces.

Late in the evening, the residents of the compound gathered around three large vats that were half buried in the ground.

They looked at the sewage and smelled the stench, but smiles appeared on their faces.

They seemed to be enjoying the joy of harvest in advance.

"Cover up the mat!"

Liu Haizhong shouted solemnly, and people in the front, middle and back yards covered the mouth of the jar with straw mats, tied them tightly with ropes, and then covered the mats with yellow mud to seal the jar.

After a round of inspection, Liu Haizhong nodded with satisfaction. He once again emphasized that the matter of growing vegetables should not be spread out. If the street office was called in, they might not be allowed to grow vegetables.

The whole process happened secretly. The nearby courtyards had no idea that No. 95 Courtyard had done something big in secret. Only the dung collector who drove a donkey cart to collect dung early the next morning felt something was wrong.

There is obviously less feces in this toilet!

You have to know that the manure they collect will be transported out of the city, and the villagers will buy the manure to fertilize the fields. If there is less manure, their income will also decrease.

"Are all the people on this street constipated or are they eating shit?"

The night soil collector cursed in a low voice, venting his dissatisfaction.

The spring breeze brought bursts of warmth, blowing away the coldness of the city, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Bo's life is very leisurely now. He wanders around the steel mill during work and goes to Lao Zhou for some tea when he's free.

After get off work, Wang Bo almost always stays in the small courtyard. When he has nothing to do, he makes himself some delicious food. When he has time, he goes to the bookstore to buy some miscellaneous books. When he is full, he lies on the recliner to read a book. When he is sleepy, he lies on the big bed to sleep.

These leisurely days made Wang Bo feel too bored.

It was another weekend, and Wang Bo had no duty. He had stayed in the small courtyard long enough, so he moved a chair to the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing a group of children playing on the street in front of the door, Wang Bo's heart moved.

He stood up and pretended to go back to the house, but actually took out a string of firecrackers from the small courtyard and came to the street again.

As the children were playing, they suddenly heard a loud "bang!" and were immediately frightened.

After they came to their senses and saw that it was Wang Bo who was setting off firecrackers, a group of children gathered over.

"Xiaobo, are you setting off a firecracker?"

Yan Jiekuang said with a grin, his eyes fixed on the firecracker in Wang Bo's hand.

Wang Bo bought these firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. Each one is thicker than a thumb and makes quite a noise.

"Jie Kuang, what should you call me?"

Wang Bo asked casually as he untied the firecrackers.

Liu Guangfu, who was standing by, was quite clever and said quickly, "Why call him Brother Xiaobo? Call him Uncle Sanda!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I forgot, you are now the third uncle of our compound!"

Looking at the few people who were grinning on the side, Wang Bo raised the firecrackers in his hand and asked with a smile: "Do you want to play?"

"I want to play, I want to play!"

They couldn't buy firecrackers except during the Chinese New Year. Even Bang Geng, who was standing beside them, looked at Wang Bo with hope on his face.

"Jie Kuang, let me ask you, has your father ever asked you for money for meals and accommodation?"

"I've mentioned this before. My parents said that they have been keeping accounts of the money since I was a child. I will pay them back when I grow up and have a job."

The children around couldn't help but laugh when they heard this, but Yan Jiekuang didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Wang Bo continued to ask: "Then when they get old, how will you provide for them?"

Yan Jiekuang seemed to have never thought about this question before and was stunned for a moment. Liu Guangfu next to him said directly:

"Then I can ask them for food and accommodation money later!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the children nearby burst into laughter.

Yan Jiekuang is worthy of being the son of Yan Laokou. He thought about it carefully and said solemnly: "They charge money for raising me, and I charge them for their elderly care. This is reasonable!"

"it is good!"

Wang Bo smiled and applauded Yan Jiekuang, "Just based on your awareness, I'll give you some firecrackers later."

The children on the side immediately looked at Yan Jiekuang with envy.

After Wang Bo finished chatting with him, he changed his target: "Guangfu, you and your second brother are still standing in line all day long?"

When Liu Guangfu heard Wang Bo mention this, his smile disappeared immediately and his butt started to hurt again.

"That's right. Ever since my eldest brother ran away, my dad has been tormenting my second brother and me every day."

"Ah~"

Wang Bo had a sympathetic look on his face. "You and Guangtian have suffered so much. Old Liu is such a mean person. Why does he torment you every day? Isn't he afraid that you two will become like your brother when you grow up? What will he and his wife do then?"

"What should we do? Guangfu can ask his father to lie on the bed and count to one hundred before each meal. If he can't count to one hundred, he won't be given any food!"

This was a great assist from Yan Jiekuang.

The children next to them burst into laughter again.

Liu Guangfu didn't say anything, but his eyes flashed with determination.

Seeing that Liu Guangfu had figured it out, Wang Bo turned to Banggeng and said, "Banggeng, what's so fun about setting off these firecrackers?"

"Exploding bottles?"

"wrong."

"Fried rats?"

"That's not right either."

Banggeng guessed a few more, but Wang Bo kept shaking his head.

"You kids just don't have much experience. Let me tell you, this firecracker is really good at exploding cow dung!"

"Wouldn't that make the ground full of shit?"

Hearing the questioning voice beside him, Wang Bo looked disdainful:

"What do you little brats know? The purpose of playing with firecrackers is excitement. If it's not exciting, why play with them? If you are so careful, why not just not play with them? Just stay at home and follow your mother around all day!"

Wang Bo's words made the group of children laugh again.

"Okay, I won't waste my time talking to you. Take the Guangfu and share it with them."

After Wang Bo handed a string of firecrackers to Liu Guangfu, he took the stool and went home.

Wang Bo was just bored, so he tried to give Yan Fugui and Liu Haizhong some eye drops, but he didn't expect that these little brats would cause such a big trouble in a short while.

After distributing the firecrackers, Yan Jiekuang, Liu Guangfu and Bang Geng got together.

Among these three, Yan Jiekuang and Liu Guangfu are just over ten years old, and Banggeng is only eight years old. They are all little brats who can cause trouble. If they get together, they will definitely cause trouble.

"Is the fried cow dung Wang Bo mentioned just now really that fun?"

“You’ll know if it’s fun or not if you try it.”

"Try?"

"Just try it!"