An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Chapter 228 They're all shrewd people (Part 3)

The next morning, Qin Huairu slept in for the first time ever.

There was no way around it, I was just completely exhausted!

After finishing his training, Jiang Baobin wanted to cook, but he was afraid of waking his wife.

So I ran all the way to Yang Lao Er's breakfast stall and got some food.

I also brought over the gifts they had prepared.

Jiang Daya has now grown into a star waitress, with a clear voice and quick hands and feet.

One person is worth two people.

Also busy at work was Yang Lao Er's eldest daughter, Xi Feng, a capable young woman.

Although he has already started first grade under Jiang Baobin's intervention.

But she would only go to class after finishing her work at the shop around mealtime.

Jiang Baobin is beyond control.

Children from poor families learn to be independent early.

This is incomparable to the children of later generations who play on their phones until midnight and can't get out of bed no matter how much they're called the next day.

Jiang Baobin, dressed in a vest and shorts, was originally very down-to-earth.

Unfortunately, his face was too distinctive, and he hadn't even exchanged a few words with Yang Lao Er and Da Ya'er yet.

He was recognized by the people eating breakfast.

That guy's too cunning; he took off running as soon as he sensed trouble.

Otherwise, the old lady will pinch my arm again.

Haha, luckily I'm already an adult, otherwise my cheeks would have been pinched.

People these days are incredibly violent; they might say they're pinching, but when they actually do it, they really go all out.

Jiang Baobin escaped in time, but Jiang Daya proudly declared, "That's my brother, my own brother!"

"Wow—" Now she's a star again, surrounded by a lot of people.

"Young lady, you're so pretty! How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend? I have a nephew—"

"————I have a nephew————"

Jiang Daya: o(gonggong)o: Brother, give me a hand, I want to run too!

These days, only heroes receive this kind of treatment.

Unlike later generations, where only celebrities and idols were popular.

I really can't think of anything I like—I wrote a sentence and made more than one or two typos.

To put it bluntly, they don't even understand basic common sense.

While you're busy making money, could you at least learn something? Don't start speaking with such a flawed tone.

However, I've heard that the onlookers aren't actually there; you have to pay people to watch.

These people are called "professional fans".

Airport pick-up service is the most popular.

Pricing is based on task type: "Shout it out with all your might" 50 yuan/time; "Good image + shouting" 50 yuan/time; "Fast running for boys" 100 yuan/time.

Ha ha ha.

It is said that in economically developed areas, part-time work posing as fans to participate in events can earn tens of thousands of yuan per month.

Wow! Awesome!

That's a bit of a tangent. Let's get back to Jiang Baobin, who was scared off by the crowd's enthusiasm.

"Waves upon waves, waves upon waves, waves upon waves—we common folk are truly happy today—"

He never went through the front yard; he always went through the side gate from the side yard.

Upon entering, I saw Mrs. Gao exercising in the yard.

He then joked, "Hey, what kind of exercise is this? Did they teach you that?"

Mrs. Gao rolled her eyes: "Are you trying to provoke me the moment we meet?"

Jiang Baobin chuckled: "When were they released?"

Mrs. Gao gave her a look that said, "You keep rubbing salt into my wounds: The first three days of the Lunar New Year."

Ever since Jiang Baobin transmigrated here, not counting those few foreign women...

The only person he could joke with was Mrs. Gao, who was standing right in front of him.

It's hard for foreign women to connect with him because they don't understand many of his jokes.

Qin Huairu is no good, Chai He Niu'er, she gets confused as soon as you tease her.

What did you say? That's so disappointing.

Gao Yueyuan is no good either; she's like Lin Daiyu, always overthinking everything.

What happened to Liu Ling'er who disappeared?

The thought of that girl with wide, glaring eyes, chopping off someone's neck made him involuntarily squeeze his legs together.

Are you still joking about hammers?

Therefore, Mrs. Gao in front of us is the right person. She is not yet thirty, has seen a lot, and is not picky about food or vegetables.

Why do they always find women to amuse themselves with, instead of their male counterparts?

Isn't that obvious? He's not sick!

He said earnestly, "It's good that you're out. Let bygones be bygones. Have you been given a job yet?"

Mrs. Gao lifted her small foot slightly, her meaning clear without words.

Jiang Baobin clicked his tongue: "You're making cardboard boxes at home too?"

Mrs. Gao hummed in her hometown of Chuncheng dialect, "Mmm."

Jiang Baobin really remembered his promise: "I promised Miss Gao I'd help her find a decent job."

"As a result, he didn't stay in Beiping for long before he started traveling all over the country."

"This matter has been delayed. I'll apologize to her later."

Mrs. Gao smiled and said, "No need, it's enough that you keep this in mind."

"But you have to do it, Yuanyuan. You know how worried she is, she's counting on you."

"Do it, do it, men's word is law! You guys just have to keep it up."

"Alright!" Mrs. Gao said with a beaming smile.

He then began to praise her lavishly: "I'm not just saying, Mr. Jiang, but Yuanyuan is truly made for this."

"It would be such a waste to let her talent go to waste. Unlike me, she's not just a half-baked talent."

"She truly loves singing and playing the piano, and she's really good at everything."

"It's a pity that a foot injury delayed him, otherwise he could have joined the arts troupe."

Jiang Baobin shrugged, meaning, "I'm out of ideas too, but I have a good plan."

Mrs. Gao then returned to her own story: "When I first came back, you weren't home."

"I can only thank you now. Thank you so much for taking such good care of Junbao!"

"I've prepared a gift; I'll send it to you later."

Jiang Baobin: "Huai Ru told me that you spent a lot of money during the Spring Festival."

"No need for that now. It's just a meal, it's nothing."

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"That won't do! We've been eating at your house for more than just a day or two."

"I already feel so bad about this, how could I let you spend money or money on me?"

Jiang Baobin: "Actually, I also really like Junbao."

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"He usually plays by himself and doesn't bother anyone at all."

Mrs. Gao immediately perked up: "Right? Junbao is such a good boy, he's so smart—"

Just as Mrs. Gao was about to transform into a "rainbow mom," she suddenly noticed the food that Jiang Baobin was carrying.

"You've gone to buy breakfast? Then I won't take up any more of your time."

"Go home quickly, Huairu is definitely waiting for you."

Jiang Baobin smiled. This Mrs. Gao was truly a master of social interaction, able to speak to people in a way that suited them perfectly.

Qin Huairu has definitely been fooled by her.

"Okay." Jiang Baobin agreed and walked towards the Intermediate Court.

Suddenly remembering something, I turned back and asked her, "Where's Mr. Gao? I haven't seen him."

"He's gone to sweep the streets; it's a job assigned by the military control commission."

"Can his legs handle it?"

Mrs. Gao sighed, "Let's just make do with it. We can't just sit idle, can we?"

Jiang Baobin nodded.

As he walked home, he thought about this strange family combination.

Because we lived in the same courtyard, I had a good understanding of their family situation.

Old Gao and Mrs. Gao were not actually husband and wife; they slept in separate rooms in the east and west wings.

Mrs. Gao was once very famous; she hooked up with a big boss who redeemed her from her servitude.

Mrs. Gao lived up to her surname; her vision was indeed far-sighted.

When she came out, she also brought Gao Yueyuan, who was not yet famous at the time, and carefully cultivated her.

Later, the big boss was ruined by the Japanese.

Having lost her powerful backer, Mrs. Gao had no choice but to return to her old profession with Gao Yueyuan.

By this time, Gao Yueyuan had grown up, and Mrs. Gao became a madam.

Two women alone wouldn't be enough, so Mr. Gao joined the group at that time.

Gao Junbao is not Mrs. Gao's biological son either. People in their line of work are generally unable to have children.

Old Gao specially picked it up.

At that time, Mrs. Gao was seriously ill and was already preparing for her funeral.

As it turned out, after Lao Gao brought Gao Junbao, who was only three or four years old, back, something strange happened—she actually recovered.

People are superstitious these days, so Mrs. Gao treated Gao Junbao as her benefactor and took him in as a foster father.

You develop feelings for a cat or dog, so how much more so for a person?

As they spent more time together, Mrs. Gao truly came to regard Gao Junbao as her own son.

They even prepared a wife for him.

Unfortunately, times have changed, and Gao Yueya isn't stupid. Given the chance, she'll definitely run away.

Mrs. Gao lost everything and gave up.

However, with a mentally challenged son, how she will make a living in the future is definitely a problem. She can't just paste cardboard boxes for the rest of her life, can she?

However, that has nothing to do with Jiang Baobin.

As neighbors, helping out with small favors, like catching someone coughing, is nothing.

Jiang Baobin was unwilling to take on any more troublesome matters.

As for Gao Yueyuan, there's really nothing we can do about it; she's just too adorable.

Seeing her waste her talent, spending her whole life pasting paper boxes, I feel it's such a waste!

Only then did he make his move.

As for whether it will work out, he is not worried.

Dude, you've made such a great contribution, don't you even deserve this much respect?

As soon as Jiang Baobin left, Mrs. Gao immediately went into the house to deliver the good news to Gao Yueyuan.

She wasn't doing this to exercise; she was waiting for Jiang Baobin to sound her out.

Well, the people in these two courtyards are all incredibly cunning!

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