The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 257 Social Man

The college students who came to help Liu Hua move in the morning were all about 1.8 meters tall and strong. Jia Zhang felt extremely fortunate that she was not prepared to make a scene with Liu Hua, otherwise she would not be able to withstand the punches from these seven or eight young men.

She lay on the bed, preparing to gather her strength so that she could give the newcomer a good show of power in the afternoon and let him know that whether the courtyard was messy or not was up to her Jia family.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no newcomers coming, Jia Zhang fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, so she sat at the door of her house, crossed her legs and waited.

I was thinking in my heart, how dare you make me wait for so long, I will give you a hard time when the time comes. If you don’t give up a room and let our Bang Geng move in, I will make your whole life uneasy from now on.

After a while, Cui Jian came. Although Liu Hua reduced his rent yesterday, it was still difficult for him to pay it alone, so he asked two brothers to come over to share the burden.

There were three of them, plus some buddies who were coming to warm up the pot for him today, making it quite lively. There were seven or eight of them in the group, all strong young men.

There are also many people who are trying to build muscle. It's summer now, and they are wearing sweatshirts. Their biceps are bulging, and their chests and stomachs are also lumpy.

Jia Zhang was drooling at the sight. She was not greedy but scared. These seven or eight people were even more terrifying than those college students in the morning.

The most important thing is that these people basically like to play rock music like Cui Jian. You have to know that before rock music was accepted by the general public, it was basically an alternative. In a special period, it was even believed that only little hooligans were obsessed with this kind of music.

As you can imagine, these people's hairstyles and other things are quite different from those of ordinary people. They look like thugs on the street. Jia Zhang rushed into her house like a rabbit.

Someone jokingly said, "What was that dark thing just now? It just passed by in a gust of wind."

Cui Jian had seen Jia Zhang when he came to see the house two days ago, so he explained: "There is an old lady in the yard, she is dark and strong. I have never seen such a fat person in the nearby alleys."

At this moment, Sha Zhu is cooking for his son. He wants to pass on the family cooking skills, so in addition to studying, he also lets his son practice cooking.

Once upon a time, Sha Zhu was also confused about whether his son should learn cooking. His son had good academic performance and should be able to find a decent job in the future, but he didn't need cooking skills anymore, so wouldn't it be a waste if he learned it?

Because of this matter, he consulted Liu Hua, and Liu Hua smiled and said: "As the old saying goes, many skills are good. Let's take an analogy. When your son joins the army in the future, or enters a military academy, he must have a good idea. For example, he must be able to stew braised pork. If he stews it very well, the leaders will look up to him and think of him when there is any good thing."

Sha Zhu didn't believe it at first, but later he asked the veterans in the factory and found out that stewing braised pork was so popular in the army, which must be the favorite of the leaders.

So Sha Zhu was determined to teach his son cooking skills. He Jianguo disagreed at first, but Sha Zhu was more resourceful and thought of ways to make delicious food for his son.

After becoming a foodie, He Jianguo was immediately willing to learn cooking after a little guidance from Sha Zhu. The temptation of being able to cook whatever he wanted in the future was too great.

Cui Jian greeted Sha Zhu enthusiastically: "Brother, I moved today and bought a lot of food. Come over for a drink later!"

Sha Zhu nodded, looked at He Jianguo, then looked at Cui Jian. Cui Jian was only a few years older than He Jianguo. He Jianguo was in high school now, but Cui Jian called him "big brother". Sha Zhu smiled and said, "This is my son, he is only a few years younger than you."

Looking at the childish He Jianguo, Cui Jianshi immediately realized it and said cheerfully: "My mistake, I can't call you big brother, I have to call you uncle."

Sha Zhu nodded: "Let my son cook later. He has been learning for five or six years and his cooking skills are not bad."

Sha Zhu's family soon became friends with Cui Jian's gang. Yan Fugui looked at the lights and feasting there and wanted to join in the fun with his own water mixed with alcohol.

Yan Jiekuang pulled him aside and said, "Dad, don't join in the fun. Those people don't look like good people. If they drink your wine, they won't give you a big slap in the face."

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is an old tradition in this school. Yan Fugui wanted to say something tough, but then he thought that things are different now. As a teacher, he no longer has credibility in the school, let alone to a newcomer.

"The etiquette and music are in decline." Yan Fugui slapped his thigh and said, "How many young people nowadays are too rude."

He really missed the days more than ten years ago, when the rules were still followed in the compound and everyone would think of the three uncles when they had any problems.

This was the first time that He Jianguo was cooking for someone else. Sha Zhu watched from his side the whole time. Seeing his son seasoning the food in an orderly manner, Sha Zhu was very pleased that the family craft had a successor.

Since moving into the compound, Cui Jian would familiarize himself with his business every morning, practice trumpet in the morning, and play guitar in the evening.

When practicing the trumpet, Cui Jian would go to an open area by the river, but the sound would still be transmitted back to the yard. The guitar would be in his room.

Most people would find it quite strange, after all, this was the first time they had heard these two instruments. However, Jia Zhang was drowsy at home all day long, which was a real torture. She couldn't even take a nap well and would be frequently woken up.

He once wanted to knock on the door, but there were three strong young men living in that house, and she didn't have the courage. He wanted to persuade Banggeng to go, after all, their family was now Banggen's own.

But Banggeng was also a coward. When he saw the two guys with long hair, who looked a bit like street gangsters and unruly, like big brothers, Banggeng didn't dare to mess with them and simply pretended not to hear what his grandmother said.

Cui Jian lived in this courtyard for about three years. During these three years, Jia Zhangshi never had a good night's sleep and aged rapidly. Although she later knew that Cui Jian was not a hooligan at all, Banggeng was beaten up by Cui Jian's friends because of a conflict with Cui Jian. So the Jia family pretended to be grandsons in the courtyard and endured it all the time.

Moreover, after Cui Jian moved out of the courtyard house, he introduced other friends of his to rent a house here. Most of them were friends who played rock or music. At that time, these musicians were more casual, so the Jia family did not dare to make any mistakes.

In the end, the entire courtyard was acquired by Liu Hua, and rented out to those artistic people who had moved to Beijing. Until the Internet age, this place became a check-in spot for Internet celebrities.

(End of this chapter)