An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Chapter 245 The Four Heavenly Kings Gather

After seeing the guests off, Qin Huairu couldn't wait to ask, "Binzi, are you really going to perform in the countryside?"

Despite having a million questions in his mind, he listened patiently to Qin Huairu.

Jiang Baobin was quite satisfied with the fact that the guest only asked the question after leaving.

He doesn't ask for much; he just wants a woman to keep quiet and not interfere in his affairs.

Don't be like Aunt Jiang, always meddling in everything.

They appear strong, but in reality, they are unaware that they are all talk and no action, and they only cause chaos.

Jiang Baobin replied, "Of course, the atmosphere at my workplace is terrible right now, and I don't want to stay here anymore."

"But I can't apply for a transfer right away, or it would make me seem too troublesome, so this is the only way I can think of."

"Won't that affect your future?" This was what Qin Huairu was really concerned about.

She didn't understand anything about what Jiang Baobin was doing, so that was all she could care about.

Not to mention the little tadpoles on the sheet music, even when I taught her to read, she was a complete mess.

Jiang Baobin concluded that she was simply not cut out for studying.

Jiang Daya was already stupid enough, but Qin Huairu was even worse. No wonder she was a top-level worker for so long.

future?

Jiang Baobin couldn't help but chuckle. "I want Mao's future?"

If I could, I'd like to stay home and lie around all day.

But it doesn't work. There's some unseen hand pushing me forward.

But there's no reason to complain.

Without the system (without the system you would be utterly destroyed).

He was certain he was living a miserable life, single-mindedly waiting for reform and opening up to arrive.

But by then, I was nearly fifty and didn't have much ambition left.

It's also possible that they've already secretly crossed over to Hong Kong and are facing the challenges of a new world.

But no matter which one it is, my body could never be as good as it is now!

Speaking of health, shouldn't we de-stress today?

Thinking this, he looked at Sister Qin with a smile.

Qin Huairu looked down at herself, feeling stared at. Well, apart from her bulging belly, she couldn't see any pants.

The family has such good nutrition. As long as Jiang Baobin is around, there's meat to eat every day, and fruit is plentiful.

Especially at night, the couple would lock themselves in and have sex, and Qin Huairu had never even heard of those kinds of things, let alone seen them.

"Honey, shall we go to sleep?"

"Oh, isn't it too early? It's so hot."

"It's alright, I'll bring the cowardly tiger back to guard the door, and then turn on the hidden electric fan. It'll be so comfortable to sleep in."

Qin Huairu knew perfectly well what kind of scheme Jiang Baobin was plotting.

But he deliberately said, "Then you mustn't torment me."

"I'd love to have it without any trouble, how could I possibly have trouble with it?"

"Alright then, I'll wash up, you go walk the dog."

"Oh, right, I have some good news to tell you."

Qin Huairu was overjoyed. If Jiang Baobin said it was good news, it was absolutely genuine.

Jiang Baobin winked at her, "Let's talk about it after we lie down."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes, then went to take a shower in the cubicle with a smile.

She suddenly felt that this was a good way to solve the problem.

Jiang Baobin said that some young girls pounced on him.

Others might not believe it, but Qin Huairu absolutely did.

In her mind, her man was the most capable, and she had to keep a close eye on him to prevent the vixen from taking advantage of him.

Take Gao Yueyuan, who just left, for example. I don't know how she managed to be so beautiful.

She's so delicate and charming, even I find her attractive, let alone men.

And Gao Danyan, she's so old, yet her skin is still so good.

The key is that she's very eloquent; if she wanted to seduce a man, very few would be able to resist.

The reason Qin Huairu didn't speak just now was because she had a strong sense of crisis.

He was intently observing several people, especially Jiang Baobin.

My mother once told her that if a man has feelings for a woman, he can't hide it in his eyes.

If you look closely, you'll definitely find some clues.

Fortunately, there's no sign of that happening yet, but I still need to be careful.

My mother shared her experience with me, saying that no man could resist having sex.

A woman can easily stray if she's not careful, but there's no need to take it too seriously.

Once he's done causing trouble, he'll behave himself and have to obediently go home and wait for dinner.

Therefore, the most important thing is to keep an eye on your wallet. If a man doesn't have money, he can't cause much trouble.

When the two were having their private conversation, Jiang Baobin was in South Korea.

After half a year of diligent work, Qin Huairu is no longer a novice.

He jokingly asked his mother, "Has my dad ever made a mistake?"

A flicker of panic flashed in her eyes, and she snapped:

Don't talk nonsense, kid. How could your dad be that kind of person?

When Jiang Baobin arrived at the courtyard, he saw the everyday scenes of old Beiping.

Gao Danyan and Gao Yueyuan were sitting in the covered walkway, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans and whispering to each other.

Gao Junbao, oblivious to the heat, was laughing and running around playing with the cowardly tiger.

He was fine, but the dog was so tired it was panting with its tongue hanging out.

Old Gao leaned back in his recliner, with a small tea stool next to him and a pot of "Gao Sui" tea brewing inside.

Inside, a Peking Opera was playing on a radio, and the guy was humming along with it, his eyes closed.

Jiang Baobin quickened his pace and walked to his side.

"Oh! Leader Jiang, you've arrived?" Old Gao quickly stood up.

Jiang Baobin handed him a green tin bucket: "Please have some first."

"Thank you so much for troubling me again."

"Don't mention it, it's just a small favor."

"I must thank Yuquan Mountain for making tea; it just tastes different from other teas."

"Okay, I'll get you a bucket right away, please wait a moment."

Jiang Baobin walked up to the two women and asked, "How many cardboard boxes do you still have left to glue?"

Gao Danyan replied, "Tomorrow will be one day, and the day after tomorrow will be about right."

"Okay, no rush, you two take your time, don't go looking for any more jobs."

"Once I've taken care of things here, I'll let the district know that they won't be assigning you any more work."

"We'll start practicing together tomorrow—"

Gao Danyan interrupted, asking, "Still practicing?"

"How novel! This is a performance, after all. I can't afford to lose face if it turns out badly."

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Gao Danyan chuckled and teased, "Alright, I'll do whatever you say. You're the leader, no, the team leader."

Jiang Baobin looked at her and gave her a mocking smile: "Be smug for now, you'll regret it later."

He then turned to Gao Yueyuan and said, "Try practicing 'My Motherland and I' when you have time. It's my signature song, you have to sing it."

Gao Yueyuan said shyly, "I can sing, but not as well as Sister Dandan."

"Why don't you do it?"

Gao Danyan: "I won't sing. I'm no better than her."

Jiang Baobin then turned back to Gao Yueyuan and asked, "Why can't you sing well?"

Jiang Baobin was a little confused; that song wasn't difficult at all.

For Gao Yueyuan, the lack of high notes and low notes is a piece of cake.

Gao Yueyuan said shyly, "I've tried many times, but I can't sing with that kind of momentum."

"Hey, what do you think I am? Just sing it according to your own understanding."

"We're dealing with farmers, so there aren't many formalities; all we want is to have fun."

What Jiang Baobin didn't say was that Faye Wong, the queen of pop, also sang this song in her past life.

Where does she get her imposing manner from? But it does sound quite nice.

As for songs, you can interpret them however you like—rock version, DJ version, you can certainly try them.

However, it's best to be cautious these days. People are too old-fashioned, unlike later generations who make fun of everything.

Just then, Lao Gao came over carrying an empty bucket.

Jiang Baobin casually asked him, "Old Gao, did what they told you not work?"

"I want to form an arts troupe to perform in the countryside. How about you join me?"

"Okay, thank you for your kind words. I will definitely serve you well."

Jiang Baobin joked, "Don't worry, I'll still keep the street sweeping job for you."

"If things don't work out on my end, you can come back and continue."

"You're joking, who do you think you are? There's no reason why it can't be done."

Jiang Baobin smiled and said, "By the way, Lao Gao, what musical instrument are you good at?"

"Oh no, I can't do that. I'm far inferior to Zhao Yueyuan and the others."

"Shouldn't it be alright to play the gong?"

"Playing a gong? That'll do."

"That's fine, just go along with it and make it more lively."

Before Lao Gao could answer, Gao Danyan said, "Don't listen to your husband's modesty; he plays the drums quite well."

"In our line of work, everyone knows how to give a few pointers."

Jiang Baobin chuckled and patted Lao Gao on the shoulder: "Trying to ambush me, huh?"

"No, no, I'm just a half-baked amateur."

"Alright, half-baked is better than nothing. Okay, I'm off."

Then he turned to the dog and shouted, "Coward, stop messing around and come with me."

The cowardly tiger glanced at Siyan and reluctantly tumbled over.

As Jiang Baobin walked, he grumbled, "You stupid simp, what are you doing running around like that in this heat? Aren't you stupid?"

Watching Jiang Baobin walk towards the side gate, Gao Danyan asked the two of them, "This guy is always acting on a whim."

"What free performances? Lao Gao, do you think he can pull it off?"

"How could I say that? But this gentleman is no ordinary person."

"Since we moved into this courtyard, look how many important things he's accomplished!"

"His mind works differently from ours. Believe it or not, he already knew exactly what he was thinking."

"We are all pawns in his hands."

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Gao Danyan looked at Gao Yueyuan: "And you?"

Gao Yueyuan shook her head slightly: "I don't know."

"But as long as I can sing and have some food to eat, I'm willing."

Gao Danyan glanced thoughtfully at the long-empty side gate—