Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Mom, is canned hawthorn delicious?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"I haven't eaten it, so how would I know?" Zhang Cuihua said to her son unhappily.

"It's delicious. Just think about it, it's sour and sweet, how can it not be delicious? Try your best." Zhang Dabao fed Xiaodang the sugar water. Xiaodang did not finish the peach, so Zhang Cuihua ate it for her granddaughter.

After the Jia mother and son finished eating the canned food, they returned to their home. Zhang Dabao took out the book and continued reading.

It was evening again. After finishing his meal, Banggeng ran to Zhang Dabao's room and said, "Seventh Uncle, I want to eat canned food too. My grandma didn't save any for me." It turned out that Zhang Cuihua had let slip that she and Jia Dongxu had eaten canned food in the afternoon. Banggeng heard it. He did not cry at home, but went directly to the backyard and found the person who had the canned food.

"Okay, but we don't have yellow peaches anymore, only hawthorn ones. I'll go get them, and you go call your aunt, your great-aunt, and your new uncle over," said Zhang Dabao, touching Banggeng's head.

Banggeng jumped out and came back with Huang Xinsheng. Zhang Dabao opened the can of hawthorn and distributed it to everyone. Banggeng got to eat the can as he wished.

"Grandma, there is a can of hawthorn at my seventh uncle's house. We ate it. It is sour and sweet and delicious. You can buy one tomorrow," Banggeng said to Zhang Cuihua when he returned home.

"The hawthorn ones have been eaten. I told you that they taste sour and sweet, but your father didn't believe me. When your father gets promoted, your seventh uncle will give him two. Then we will have canned food," Zhang Cuihua said to her grandson.

"My dad is getting promoted. Can I wait until then?" Bang Geng said anxiously.

"Jia Geng, what do you mean? You don't believe your father." Jia Dongxu got angry when he heard Bang Geng's words.

"I believe it, but I'm not sure about the time. Maybe I have to wait until I grow up," Banggeng said faintly. He was afraid that Jia Dongxu would beat him if he said he didn't believe it.

Chapter 41 Jia Dongxu wants to improve

Jia Dongxu was so angry at Banggeng's words that he almost vomited blood. Even his son lost confidence in his promotion. How could this be tolerated?

Jia Dongxu had a good attitude. It was OK if his elders said he could do it, his friends said he could do it, his colleagues and neighbors looked down on him, but he couldn't let his son look down on him. Now his wife also started working. At the beginning, she made 27.5 yuan a month, and it became yuan. If she was promoted to the next level, it would be , the same as himself. The neighborhood committee didn't test skills. Besides, Director Wang was the aunt of his seventh uncle, a real relative, and it was impossible for her to stop Qin Huairu from upgrading. If his wife's salary was high, his son would look down on him even more. So Jia Dongxu secretly made up his mind to study technology well next year and upgrade to level two to show his son.

Jia Dongxu did not sleep well that night and got up early in the morning. During dinner, he said to Zhang Cuihua, "Mom, I want to invite the master to dinner tonight. I have to improve my skills. Lian Banggeng is starting to look down on me. I can't do this."

"It's good that you know it yourself. There's no problem in inviting Lao Yi. The canned food that Da Biao gave you last time is still here. You just need to cook two more dishes. How about inviting Da Biao to come and keep Lao Yi company?" Zhang Cuihua asked her son.

"No, please don't do that. My seventh uncle and master don't get along, and he has a bad temper. If he doesn't say that well, it would be bad if he hits my master." Jia Dongxu quickly rejected his mother's suggestion.

"But the canned food was given by your seventh uncle. Will he be unhappy if he knows that we didn't call him for dinner?" Zhang Cuihua was still a little worried.

"Mom, my seventh uncle is rich and doesn't care about this. You're overthinking it," Jia Dongxu said, waving his hand.

"Your seventh uncle is rich. How much money does he have? How much can people give him after he retires?" Zhang Cuihua was not satisfied with what her son said.

"Demobilization fee? My seventh uncle is still counting on this little money? The last time he asked me to buy canned food, Ding Youzhi, the one who cheated me out of money, lost at least two thousand yuan to my seventh uncle. In the end, he mortgaged the entire yard to my seventh uncle, and he still owes my seventh uncle five thousand yuan. He just ran away. And my seventh uncle killed nineteen wild boars in the steel rolling mill. How could the money the factory gave him be less? My seventh uncle is richer than my master," Jia Dongxu explained the reason to his mother.

"Damn Ding Youzhi, he ran away after owing so much money? Will he come back?" Zhang Cuihua was heartbroken.

"How can he possibly come back? This is five thousand yuan, not five yuan. What can he use to pay it back?" Jia Xiaoxu said with a smile.

"It's so infuriating. If I knew Ding Youzhi was there, I would have scolded him to death. How could he owe me money and not pay it back? And he owes my brother money." Zhang Cuihua put down the steamed bread in anger.

"Mom, don't worry about this bastard. Get ready tonight. I'll talk to my master later. Ask Zhuzi to come along as well. He invited me last time." Jia Dongxu thought of his good brother He Yuzhu again.

"Okay, let Shazhu cook the dishes. He's a chef and his food is delicious. We still have the meat you brought home last time. Make a few more dishes and send some to Dabiao and Lianhua," Zhang Cuihua instructed her son.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." Jia Dongxu finished drinking the porridge and left.

At 7:30 in the morning, the large group heading to the steel rolling mill set off. Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu were in a group of three. "Master, I would like to invite you and Zhuzi to dinner in the evening," said Jia Dongxu.

"Invite us to dinner?" Yi Zhonghai was a little surprised by Jia Dongxu's words.

"My skills are not good. Banggeng even made fun of me yesterday. I have to upgrade. My foundation is poor and I have to start from the beginning. You are so busy now, and you still have to guide me. Your workload will be heavy," said Jia Dongxu.

"You are my apprentice, isn't it normal for me to teach you? Dongxu doesn't need to eat, I am very happy when you know you have made progress." Yi Zhonghai was very pleased to hear Jia Dongxu's words.

"My mother and I have agreed that we have the meat that my seventh uncle gave us last time, as well as two cans of food he gave us. If you don't go to eat, my mother won't be willing to take them out, and I'm afraid they will go bad," said Jia Dongxu.

"Are there any canned foods that have gone bad? I see that you want to eat it. Will your seventh uncle also come to your house for dinner?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"Don't call him. You and he have different personalities. Just bring him a bowl of food," Jia Dongxu said truthfully.

"Da Biao, he is young and energetic. He has been a soldier for so many years, but the way he speaks and does things is different from us. His temper is too bad," said Yi Zhonghai.

Jia Dongxu smiled and said nothing.

"That's not just ordinary temper. He starts fighting if he disagrees with someone. The key is that he is very fierce. Who can stand this? Brother Dongxu has been beaten by Dabiao so many times, and he has only been in the hospital for a few days," said He Yuzhu.

"It's okay to beat me, I can take it. Last time, my mother asked for money, and my seventh uncle beat me. Then he gave me 10 yuan the next morning and told me to tell him if I need money next time because my mother has no money," said Jia Dongxu.

"Your mother has no money, it seems that he has more money than your mother," Yi Zhonghai tried to trick.

"Master, don't look at you making 99 yuan a month. My seventh uncle has more money than you and he is very capable." Jia Dongxu did not notice anything unusual and answered Yi Zhonghai's question.

"Damn, the big bids are very generous. This old man has been a level 8 worker for more than one or two years," He Yuzhu said in surprise.

"That's it," the three of them talked as they walked, and they arrived at the steel rolling mill.

Jia Dongxu's work attitude today was obviously different. He did not try to cut corners, but studied and worked seriously.

At night, Zhang Dabao studied the "Meteor Sword Technique" again, using his hand as a sword. He practiced all night, and in the early morning he took a rest. He came to Chunfeng Hutong, took out a long sword to practice. The more he practiced, the more familiar he became. The Tianyi Heart Method on his body circulated faster and faster, and his body made a series of "pop, pop" sounds. Zhang Dabao reached the second level of Qi Refining and his swordsmanship also reached the entry level.

Zhang Dabao felt that he could see farther and could even see the color of the feathers of sparrows flying in the distance. His ears also became more sensitive and he could hear the sound of ants crawling underground.

Zhang Dabao knew that more haste makes waste, so he boiled some water to take a bath, then slowly practiced his sword skills to adapt to the changes in his body.

It was afternoon and Zhang Dabao was so hungry that he found some food in the space and ate a lot. Seeing the amount of food he had eaten, Zhang Dabao was a little surprised. His cultivation had improved and his appetite had increased. Fortunately, he had a plug-in, otherwise it would be difficult to find food at this time.

After eating, Zhang Dabao rode his bike back to Yard 95. He was in a good mood today, so he found a roast chicken from the space and hung it on the handlebars. Since he was happy, he should spread the happiness and make his family happy together.

When he returned to the yard, everyone who had gotten off work had not returned yet. Zhang Dabao put the roast chicken in the kitchen and leaned on a chair at the door to bask in the sunset, with a book in his hand and a cup of tea beside him. The sun gradually set and the yard became lively.

Chapter 42 Jia Dongxu's Treat

"Dabao," Master Huo from the east wing called Zhang Dabao out from the world of books.

"Master Huo, let's go inside." Zhang Dabao looked and saw that the sun had already set. The elementary school children had all returned, and those who worked nearby had also returned.

"Da Biao, are you still going to buy a house?" Master Huo asked this question as he sat down.

"Buy a house? I don't quite understand what you said, can you explain it in detail?" Zhang Dabao was stunned by the question.

"I have two houses to sell. My son has given birth to a grandson for me, so they have three children now. My daughter-in-law cannot take care of them alone, so they want us, old couple, to move over. So I applied for a transfer. Now the transfer procedures have been completed. I don't know when I can come back after going to the Northeast, so I want to sell the house. It is a private house and I have the procedures," said Master Huo.

"How much do you want to sell it for? If the price is right, I will buy it." Zhang Dabao understood what Master Huo meant.

"I have two rooms, the market price is about 450 yuan. If you want to buy it, yuan will be enough. We are neighbors, so you are helping me," said Master Huo.

"Let's just say 500 yuan. You can't take the furniture with you, so just leave it all behind. I'll see you off tonight and we'll handle the formalities tomorrow," said Zhang Dabao.

"It's not appropriate. Let me treat you to a meal. You and your sister and Xiao Huang have been in the hospital for quite some time, and I haven't held a welcome party for you yet," Master Huo quickly declined.

"There's nothing inappropriate about it. Maybe I'll go to the Northeast to visit you one day. It's settled. I just bought a roast chicken and I'll cook two more dishes. You just go back and ask Aunt Huo to come over." Zhang Dabao originally planned to share the happiness with his family, but after inviting Master Huo's family, there were even more happy people.

"It's settled. My second sister and Xinsheng will be here soon. You should get ready now." Seeing that Master Huo was still hesitating, Zhang Dabao asked him to go home and call his wife.

"Da Biao, they all say that you have a bad temper and are difficult to get along with, but I think you are the easiest person to get along with." Master Huo was a little touched.

"They have a lot on their mind, I don't think about this or that," Zhang Dabao smiled.

Master Huo did not refuse anymore. He left Zhang Dabao's house and went back to call his old friends.

"How about it, do you want Zhang Dabao?" the old man's wife asked hurriedly when she saw Huo Yusen coming back.

"Zhang Dabiao is so kind. He took it and gave us 500 yuan and asked us to leave the furniture. But how much can furniture be worth? He also wanted to see us off tonight with chicken and meat. It makes us feel uncomfortable," Huo Yusen said to his wife.

"I'm so sorry. When you left, I was afraid that Zhang Dabao would beat you. I didn't expect..." His wife also sighed and said.

"Take the wine my daughter gave me. They are sincere to us, so we can't be stingy. When you leave tomorrow, just take the luggage and leave the rest to Da Biao," Huo Yusen said.

"I listen to you. It seems we misunderstood him." The old man was also a little touched. What period is it now? There are chickens and meat. They are treated as guests of honor.

Zhang Dabao can't cook, he just doesn't like to cook. How could he survive living alone for more than ten years without knowing how to cook? In a short while, stir-fried pork with green onions, scrambled eggs, spicy and sour potato shreds, and fried peanuts were ready. Together with the roast chicken he bought, it should have been a very sumptuous meal in 60s.

"Brother, what's going on? There are so many dishes." Huang Xinsheng came back.

"Master Huo from next door has been transferred. Let's see them off. Have you washed your hands? After washing your hands, bring the dishes to the table. Then go call Master Huo and his wife. I'll steam the rice," Zhang Dabao said to Huang Xinsheng.

"Okay," Huang Xinsheng got busy.

Zhang Lianhua also came back with her daughter, "Da Biao, are there any guests?"

"Master Huo next door has been transferred to the Northeast, let's see them off. Aunt Huo should come too, let's eat together," Zhang Dabao explained to his second sister.

The old couple Huo Yusen, Zhang Dabao, Huang Xinsheng, Zhang Lianhua and Jia Jingshu sat at the table, drinking the Xinghuacun drink that Huo Yusen brought. They had finished less than half a cup when Jia Gongxu came in with a bowl of food.

"Seventh uncle, aunt and you guys are ready to eat. I'm inviting my master to dinner today and I've brought you a dish." Jia Dongxu put the dish on the table.

"It seems that you have made progress. Put it down, second sister. There are still some peanuts and other things in the pot. Take them back to Dongxu as a snack," said Zhang Dabia.

"Uncle Huo and Aunt Huo are here too," Jia Dongxu saw the other two people at the table.

"Dongxu, your uncle Huo has been transferred. Dabao would like to invite us to dinner and have a drink together?" Aunt Huo said to Jia Dongxu.

"No, auntie, my dishes are all ready, and my master and Zhuzi are still there." After Jia Dongxu said this, Zhang Lianhua came back after serving the dishes and gave the bowl to Jia Dongxu.

"Master, Uncle Huo from the backyard is leaving." Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai, and He Yuzhu also sat down, poured wine, and started drinking.

"Old Huo is leaving? I haven't heard about it. When did it happen?" Yi Zhonghai was a little surprised.

"I was just at my seventh uncle's house, seeing them off. He should be going to his son's place. I heard that his Xiaogang had another son." Jia Dongxu analyzed the reason.

"Now that Old Huo is gone, what should we do with his house?" Zhang Cuihua discovered the problem.

"The Huo family's house is private, so it should be sold. The market price of two rooms is about 500 yuan," said Yi Zhonghai.

"Mom, why don't I give my seventh uncle some money to buy it?" Jia Dongxu turned around and asked Zhang Cuihua.

"I'm lending you money, what are you going to pay you back? You don't even have five yuan, and it's hard for your family to eat, and you dare to borrow 500 yuan?" Zhang Cuihua put down the shoe sole in her hand and started scolding her son.

"It's not that my seventh uncle is rich," Jia Dongxu wanted to explain.

"The money your seventh uncle has is his, not yours. You borrowed it, when can you pay it back? I've seen clearly that you just want to cheat your uncle of his money. You're such a bastard that you even cheat your own uncle." Zhang Cuihua became more and more angry as she spoke, and she hit Jia Dongxu twice.

"Grandma, my dad is not a bastard, he is the egg you laid, and you are not a bastard." Bang Geng on the side noticed that what grandma said was wrong and quickly reminded her.

"Puff" a mouthful of wine spurted out of He Yuzui's mouth, choking him and making his face red and painful. "Banggeng has been smart since he was young, I can see that," He Yuzhu said after coughing a few times.

"Do you need to tell me how smart Banggeng is? The child will take after me, not those bastards from the Jia family," Zhang Cuihua said proudly.

"Grandma, my last name is also Jia," Banggeng raised his head and corrected Zhang Cuihua's words.

"Puff" Yi Zhonghai's snot spurted out, he ran to the door and coughed violently for a while, almost suffocating him to death.