Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Yes, he came back around noon. He gave him this bread. It's so sweet. But he's a little tired. He's been sleeping since noon and hasn't gotten up yet," said Qin Jingru.

"When I saw this bread, I knew it was my seventh uncle who came back, because I have never seen this kind of bread before, so it must be brought back by him; my seventh uncle is back, so I'll give him some noodles. They say that dumplings are good for cooking and noodles are good for eating. Now that he's back from a business trip, I'll make some hand-rolled noodles for him." Jia Dongxu seemed to be talking to Qin Jingru, but also seemed to be talking to himself, because after he finished speaking, he went straight out of the house, went to the kitchen of his own house in the upper courtyard, took the white flour and started to get busy.

"Dad, do you want to eat noodles?" Not long after, Banggeng came back from school and asked when he saw his father busy in the kitchen.

"Are you blind?" Jia Dongxu replied.

"It's such a waste to eat noodles during non-festivals. A person only has a few pounds of flour a month? Can't you wait until my seventh uncle comes back before eating? He is in poor health and doesn't like to eat corn grits." Banggeng said to Jia Dongxu.

"Get lost," Jia Dongxu said to Bang Geng angrily. Is he in poor health? You are lying with your eyes open. Didn't you see him beating me? He kicked me and I fell over. Is this poor health?

"Every time I tell you to do something, you just don't listen. I won't stop you when grandma comes back," Banggeng said to Jia Dongxu again.

"Banggeng, from what you said, it seems like you have helped your father?" He Yuzhu also came over.

"What help? He always makes a fire. I think his butt is itchy. Uncle-in-law, go make some stew. My seventh uncle is back. Let's have noodles tonight," said Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh uncle is back? Did he bring me anything delicious?" Banggeng was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"You *** only know how to eat. Can't you observe first? Look at the curtain on the door of your seventh uncle's room. Is it like this? Others say you are smart, but do you think you are really smart?" Jia Dongxu criticized Bang Geng.

"Dad, you observe very carefully. Why don't you wake up my seventh uncle?" Banggeng asked Jia Dongxu.

"Why didn't you scream?" Jia Dongxu asked his son.

"If I don't shout, what if he hasn't woken up yet and gets angry and beats me? If my seventh uncle beats me, grandma won't stop me," said Banggeng.

"You are so smart, isn't your father afraid of being beaten?" He Yuzhu almost died of laughter.

"My dad is an adult, it's no big deal if he hits me a few times, but I'm so young, I can't bear it," said Bang Geng.

"Banggeng, you are so filial. Eat an extra bowl of noodles later." He Yuzhu couldn't stand the father and son of the Jia family anymore, so he squatted on the ground.

Zhang Cuihua, Zhang Lianhua and Jingshu came back. Banggeng hurried over and told Jingshu the news that Zhang Dabao had returned, and asked Jingshu to wake up Zhang Dabao. Banggeng knew that Seventh Uncle loved Aunt Jingshu the most, so there would be no problem if she went to wake him up.

Sure enough, when He Jingshu heard the news that her uncle had returned, she ran into the room, climbed onto the bed, pinched Zhang Dabao's nose, and said, "Uncle, get up quickly."

Zhang Dabao opened his eyes, picked up He Jingshu, and walked out of the room, "Do you want to eat noodles tonight?"

"Of course it's noodles. You must eat noodles when you come back from a business trip," said Jia Dongxu.

"It's not easy for Dongxu to know all this. Banggeng, there are food in the blue bag in my room. Take out a few pineapples, including those with small bumps on their bodies. Also take out some bread, and also take out a few canned foods, including fish and meat. Take a few more," Zhang Dabao said to Banggeng who was eager to try.

When Banggeng heard the order, he went into the house, first took out a pineapple, then some bread, and then took out four cans at once.

"Seventh Uncle, this pineapple is not tasty and it pricks your mouth." Jia Dongxu took one and took a bite, chewed it twice, swallowed it, then covered his mouth and said to Zhang Dabao.

"Dongxu, we need to peel the skin first, and remove these small bumps. Let me do it. You won't understand even if I tell you." Zhang Dabao put Jingshu down, let her and Banggeng eat bread first, and then started to peel the pineapple.

The pineapple was peeled, cut into four with a knife, and a chopstick was inserted into the bottom. It was distributed to everyone. At this time, everyone who had just got off work came back. Zhang Dabao cut two more and shared them with everyone.

In 1960, tropical fruits were not available to ordinary people in Beijing. It was also the first time for Jia Dongxu to eat pineapple. It was sour and sweet and really delicious.

"Why does such a delicious fruit have such a skin?" After eating the fruit, Jia Dongxu asked Zhang Dabao.

"Dongxu, this question is very complicated. It is an evolutionary question. With your intelligence, it is difficult for me to explain it to you. So just know how to eat it. Let Banggeng study hard. When he goes to high school and studies biology, and then learn some biology knowledge in college, let him explain it to you," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"I won't tell my dad. Every time I tell him, he never listens. He is so stubborn," said Bang Geng.

"Get out! Do I need you to tell me that?" Jia Dongxu got angry again when he heard Banggeng's words.

After the meal, Zhang Dabao distributed the clothes he had bought to everyone. Women, regardless of age, wore skirts, and men wore dungarees. There were also a few packs of imported cigarettes. He also distributed some fruits, with each family getting a few mangoes, pineapples, and a durian.

When they left, Zhang Dabao told everyone that these fruits could not be kept and needed to be eaten in time.

"What is this? Another time?" Jia Dongxu touched the durian and asked his mother.

"How should I know? I haven't eaten it. Go ask Da Biao," Zhang Cuihua said to her son.

"You have to ask my seventh uncle before you can eat the fruit. What a joke! It has thorns and the skin is definitely not edible. Can't you just cut it with a knife?" Jia Dongxu said to his mother.

Then he went to the kitchen, got a kitchen knife, and cut it directly in the middle. "Damn, it stinks," Jia Dongxu said.

"No, it looks so fresh, it doesn't look like it's gone bad," said Zhang Cuihua.

Qin Huairu was pregnant now and couldn't stand the smell, so she went out directly and breathed some fresh air.

"Is this shit? Are there any trees that grow shit?" The existence of this fruit overturned Jia Geng's cognition.

"Dongxu, try it," Zhang Cuihua said to her son.

"I don't eat shit," Jia Dongxu refused directly.

"I don't want to eat either," said Zhang Cuihua.

Jia Dang naturally didn't want to eat it, but Bang Geng was different. He had confidence in Zhang Dabao and believed that it was impossible for him to bring some shit back from the south, so he went next door and asked his seventh uncle how to eat durian. Only then did he realize that this thing smells bad but tastes good.

When he got home, he told his grandmother and father, but neither of them wanted to eat it. Bang Geng got angry and decided to just take it to school and share it with his classmates.

Chapter 269 Jia Geng eats durian in the toilet

After Jia Geng established his authority in school on the first day of term, no one in the entire first grade dared to bully him, let alone his class two.

In Class 2, Grade 1, Jia Geng made a few more friends besides Niu Xiaozheng. The person he admired most was Zhang Dabao. He knew that Zhang Dabao had many friends and he often treated his friends to dinner, knowing that this was a way to strengthen communication with friends; so Bang Geng also often treated his friends to snacks and the like.

Jia Geng had the most pocket money among all the students in Class 2, Grade 95, because he was good at talking and he had many relatives living in Yard , all of whom were working people and all of them were rich and could give him money.

Every Monday morning, Jia Geng would say to Zhang Cuihua, "Grandma, the food at school is too bad. Give me 10 cents so I can buy something to eat." Zhang Cuihua loved her grandson very much, and he didn't ask for much. It was only 10 cents, and he didn't ask for it every day. He earned a lot of money and was often rewarded, so she gave him the money.

Tomorrow, Banggeng would say the same thing to Qin Huairu again. Qin Huairu was also a person who had no idea what was going on, so she gave him the ten cents. The day after tomorrow, the person who asked for money was Jia Dongxu. "You should spend it frugally. Your grandma only gives me two dollars a month." Jia Buxu was not very willing to give it, but he knew that the food in school was not delicious, so he gave it. The next day, the person Banggeng asked for money from was Zhang Zhang Lianhua. He asked He Yuzhui the next day, and He Yushui on Saturday. As he went to school five and a half days a week, he could get ten cents every day.

In 1960, if a first-grade child had a piece of wool on him, he was considered a wealthy man. Jia Geng was rich and generous, so he had five or six good friends around him.

Since no one at home eats durian, Banggeng decided to take it to school to share with his friends. In the morning, he got up early and hid the durian outside the yard. When he went to school with Niu Xiaozheng, he put the durian in his schoolbag and took it to school.

"Banggeng, what new weapon did you bring?" Niu Xiaozheng had never seen a durian before, but there were thorns inside and they pricked his hands, so he asked curiously.

"It's not a weapon, it's delicious fruit. My seventh uncle brought it back from the south. I brought it to school specially for you to eat. This thing is very precious," Banggeng said proudly.

"Really? What is this? It smells a bit. Is it bad?" Niu Xiaozheng asked Banggeng.

"This is durian. It smells bad but tastes good, just like stinky tofu," Banggeng explained.

"But will the teacher dislike it if I eat in the classroom?" Niu Xiaozheng raised the key issue.

"The teacher might really dislike it if we eat in the classroom, so why not eat on the playground?" Bang Geng said.

"No, the playground is full of seniors. What if they come to snatch our things? We can't beat those in the fourth or fifth grade," Niu Xiaozheng shook his head repeatedly.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, is it white?" Banggeng was a little unhappy.

"You can go to the toilet to eat. Go to our toilet. Only students from grades one and two come here. We second graders are not afraid," Niu Xiaozheng suggested.

The "good idea" Banggen praised Niu Xiaozheng's wit.

During the break, Niu Xiaozheng called five or six good friends, and Banggeng carried his schoolbag, and everyone went to the boys' restroom for grades one and two. Fortunately, Jia Dongxu had cut the skin open with a knife yesterday, so it was easy to peel off the skin. Banggeng tasted a piece first, and it was just as his seventh uncle said, it smelled stinky but tasted delicious.

There were seven pieces left, one for each of the six people. Bang Geng gave one piece to Niu Xiaozheng as a reward. After Bang Geng finished eating, he threw the durian peel into the toilet, splashing some water, which just happened to splash on Yan Bugui who was using the toilet. He stood up and was shocked to see five or six children eating the yellow stuff. Jia Geng stood aside and watched everyone. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed like a very serious incident of school bullying.

"Jia Geng, you've gone too far." Yan Bugui walked over while pulling up his trousers.

"Let's go!" Bang Geng waved his hand and several classmates ran out, leaving Yan Bugui with a confused look on his face.

After Yan Bugui came out of the toilet, he thought about the good life of the Jia family and the situation of his own family. We had agreed to be poor together, so why did you become rich, Zhang Cuihua? And it was your family that became rich? But I am still so poor.

Don't you think your grandson is smart? Now that he has made a mistake, can you blame me for not thinking of the friendship between neighbors? Now a deputy director of the teaching department of the school has been transferred, and Yan Bugui is seeking this position, so he decided to tell the school leaders about this serious bullying incident to show his integrity.

"Principal Liu, I want to tell you something, a very serious thing. There is a boy named Jia Geng in Class 2, Grade 1. He is a very naughty child. He forced his classmates to eat shit in the toilet." Yan Bugui came to the principal's office and said to Principal Liu.

"Teacher Yan, this matter is very serious. How did you know about this? I seem to have heard of this child named Jia Geng." Principal Liu stood up directly.

"Principal, this child is the one who took off the pants of a second-grade male classmate on the first day of school. He comes from a bad family. His grandmother is a shrew. He has followed his grandmother since he was a child. I saw it with my own eyes when I went to the toilet just now," said Yan Bugui.

"The matter is too serious. Please call Teacher Ran and this Jia Geng to my office," said Principal Liu.

Yan Bugui trotted all the way to Class 2 of Grade and called out Teacher Ran who was teaching the class. He then asked Teacher Ran to call out Jia Geng, and the three of them went to the principal's office together.

"You are Jia Geng. What did you let your classmates eat in the toilet?" asked Principal Liu.

"I gave durian to my classmates. The smell was too strong in the classroom, so we ate it in the toilet. This fruit smells bad, but tastes delicious," Jia Geng explained to the principal.

"There is such a fruit? Why have I never heard of it?" The principal is also a native northerner.

"Jia Geng can't lie in the principal's office. Tell the truth to the principal. Why did he let his classmates eat shit?" Yan Bugui asked.

"Will they eat shit if I tell them to? Didn't you see how happy they were when they ate fruit? Teacher Yan, you can't tell the principal everything. Have you investigated? Isn't the principal busy? Why don't you just ask Niu Xiaozheng and the others and find out?" Banggeng knew, of course, that it was Yan Bugui who made the complaint, so he was very dissatisfied with Yan Bugui.

"Teacher Ran, go ask them now," the principal said to Teacher Ran who was standing aside.

Teacher Ran was speechless. She was in class, but why did they deal with this? She went back to the classroom and asked Niu Xiaozheng and the others. They all gave the same answer: it was the fruit they ate. It was fragrant and sticky, and it was delicious.

"Principal, I asked them, and they said they were eating fruit, and there really is such a fruit. I have eaten it before when I was abroad. Just like what Jia Geng said, it is a tropical fruit," said Teacher Ran.

Chapter 270 Jia Geng Hated Yan Bugui

"Jia Geng, has anyone in your family gone on a business trip to the south?" the principal asked again.

"My seventh uncle just came back yesterday, and Teacher Yan knew about it. He lives in the same courtyard with us," said Jia Geng.

Principal Liu looked at Yan Bugui, and Yan Bugui nodded to indicate that it was true.

"Jia Geng is fine, you can go back; Teacher Yan, when you encounter a problem, you should investigate first. A great man once said that without investigation, there is no right to speak. Aren't you wasting everyone's time?" Principal Liu was very dissatisfied and said a few words to Yan Bugui.

After Jia Geng came out of the principal's office, his face looked particularly unhappy. He hated Yan Bugui's behavior to the extreme and wanted to take revenge on him.

Zhang Dabao had a good sleep at home. When he woke up, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning. He decided to go to the factory first. He took some gifts from the space and put them on his motorcycle tricycle, which he hadn't ridden for twenty days but was still clean, and came to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

"Uncle Xing, this is for you. I can see that you are in a good mood. Why are you back?" Zhang Dabao got out of the car at the guard post and came to Xing Baoguo's office.

"Dabao, you've been away for quite a while. Director Li was talking about you yesterday, and now you're back." Xing Baoguo stood up quickly when he saw Zhang Dabao coming in.

"Uncle Xing, I came to see you. We can talk later. The task has not been completed yet." Zhang Dabao saw Xing Baoguo making tea and quickly stopped him.

"You kid, you have to hand in the task first. We can talk later. The factory managers are waiting for you." Xing Baoguo just laughed. The young people nowadays are really interesting. After completing the task, I come back and find someone to chat with instead of reporting back. Is this reasonable?

After leaving the Security Department, Zhang Dabao went up to the office building and entered Xu Sinian's office first. "Brother Xu, what are you busy with?" He put a gift on the table.

"Da Biao, you're back, great!" Xu Sinian patted Zhang Da Biao's shoulders twice.

"Brother Xu, I heard that you got a promotion?" Zhang Dabao asked.