Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

Ma Shi Hutong is about three kilometers away from here and can be reached in more than ten minutes.

"Da Biao, when you have developed the photos, please inform me at school. I can't give you the film and money for developing the photos until next month," Wen Li said after getting off the car.

"Don't mention money. Didn't I not pay you to be a model? I'll come to find you at school after the photos are developed. You still have a few films. I finished taking the photos these two days. It will take about five to ten days to develop them. I'll send them to you next Sunday." Zhang Dabao and Wen Li set a time and rode their bikes back to Compound No. 95.

When I returned to the yard, I found that He Yuzhu and He Yushui were also there. Zhang Lianhua and Huang Xinsheng were sitting on one side, but Jia Dongxu, a regular visitor, was not there.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Dabao took off his gloves, took off his coat and put it aside, then sat down at the table.

"I've eaten a long time ago," He Yuzhu said.

"Is there something wrong? Why aren't you talking?" Zhang Dabao was very surprised.

"Brother, the old lady next door talked about my second sister tonight. She told her not to seduce Brother Zhuzi?" Huang Xinsheng spoke.

"Ha" Zhang Dabao laughed out loud, "Who is she? Zhuzi, what do you think?" Zhang Dabao asked He Yuzhu.

"I won't listen to her. We are not related to each other. What does her have to do with me finding a wife?" He Yuzhu expressed his attitude.

"Second sister, what did she say?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Lianhua again.

"She told me not to look for the pillar, saying that I was unlucky and that I was a widow. She was meddling too much," Zhang Lianhua was a little angry.

"She is also a widow, and her family has no descendants. Do you know why he doesn't let Zhuzi find a wife?" Zhang Dabao asked the people at the scene.

No one understands.

"For the sake of old age, if Zhuzi doesn't get married, both her and Yi Zhonghai will be able to take better care of them. But if Zhuzi gets married and has a wife and children, will he be closer to his own children or to the neighbor old lady and Yi Zhonghai?" Zhang Dabao gave the answer.

"Doesn't the uncle want Brother Dongxu to take care of him in his old age?" He Yushui asked.

"Dongxu has a mother, and he listens to her quite well. What if my eldest sister doesn't want to? Have you ever thought about it? Zhuzi is different. He has a father, which is the same as not having one. He Daqing is not here. It's not that they don't want you to get married, they just don't want you to have children. They want you to be a childless person like them. Zhuzi, have you ever thought about this? You have been on at least twenty blind dates over the years, if not thirty, so why didn't any of them work out? What you said today is quite manly. Go back and think about what I said. As long as you are willing and my second sister is willing, the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai are not worth mentioning." Zhang Dabao didn't say much, but the content almost made He Yuzhu's computer freeze. The amount of information was too much.

He Yuzhu had a severe headache and was helped back home by He Yushui.

Chapter 56: Renewal of Incidents

After returning home, He Yuzhu lay on the bed and said, "Yushui, don't tell anyone what Da Biao said today. I will think about it carefully."

"Think about it, I want to tell you that what Brother Dabiao said might be true. Once, Xiaoyu from Aunt Liu's family on the next street fell in love with you, but she came to our yard and said that you were not suitable. Do you still remember it?" He Yushui asked her brother.

He Yuzhu nodded.

"I don't know what the old man said to her, but I saw them talking," He Yushui described what he saw.

Why didn't you say so earlier?" He Yuzhu complained.

"If I tell you, will you believe it?" He Yushui said, then walked out of He Yuzhu's room and closed the door.

He Yuzhu couldn't sleep. Zhang Dabiao's words kept appearing in his mind. He wondered if his father hadn't left, would they have been like this? Why did his father leave?

The next day, He Yuzhu had a severe headache and asked Jia Dongxu to ask for a day off for him.

"Zhu Zi, don't you want to go to the health center to get some medicine?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"No need, I just caught a cold. I'll eat some noodles, sweat a little, and then have a good sleep and I'll be fine," said He Yuzhu.

"Or, why don't you tell me where you hide the wine? If something happens to you, it would be a pity if the wine cannot be found, right?" Jia Dongxu continued to ask.

"Get out, you bastard, get out here!" He Yuzhu was angry.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why are you angry?" Jia Dongxu scratched his head and walked out of He Yuzhu's room.

"Dongxu, what is Zhuzi shouting?" Yi Zhonghai also heard what He Yuzhu was shouting loudly.

"He had a slight fever, so I asked him to tell me where he hid the wine, for fear that something might happen to him and the wine would be wasted," said Jia Dongxu.

"You are really a good friend of Zhuzi." Yi Zhonghai was speechless when he heard what his apprentice said. What kind of person is that?

Zhang Dabao left the room at around ten o'clock. When he came out, he told Crow some things, pushed his bicycle, carried his camera, and left Yard 95.

We rode all the way to the suburbs. The scenery is not really beautiful. It’s not cold in winter, and there are not many green things in spring. But the weather is good today, with blue sky, white sky, and warm spring breeze. It’s just too lonely to be alone. It would be better if I had a companion.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Wen Li, and then remembered her husband, Tong Zhi, who worked in a machinery factory and had a female apprentice, and the relationship between the two was quite interesting.

Zhang Dabao thought about it carefully. It was a mining machinery factory not far from this place. He thought that he might as well go and take a look himself. Maybe he would find some unexpected gains.

The Mining Machinery Factory is a professional factory that specializes in the production of mining equipment. It has a large number of employees, about two to three thousand. It is now eleven o'clock in the morning, and it is not yet time to get off work, so there are not many people at the factory gate.

The bicycle stopped opposite the factory, and Zhang Dabao sat on the back seat as if waiting for someone. It was half past eleven, and the machinery factory was off work. Many employees would go home for dinner, so there were many people leaving the factory.

At around 11:40, Zhang Dabao saw the square-faced man. It was indeed Brother Zhi. There was a young and beautiful female apprentice beside him. The two of them were talking and laughing as they walked out of the factory.

Of course, Zhang Dabao would not miss such a beautiful scenery. He took several pictures with his camera, then rode away in a leisurely manner.

The film was all used up, so we went to the Red Star Photo Studio. Zhang Dabao had the film developed. The time was the same as Wen Li said, five to eight days. We could just come and pick it up on Saturday to avoid arriving before it was developed.

After leaving the photo studio, Zhang Dabao came to Chunfeng Hutong, took out a bottle of cold Coke from the space, drank it, and then burped. It felt so refreshing.

After dinner, I rested for the whole afternoon.

At 95: in the evening, Zhang Dabao rode his bicycle back to Yard .

"Zhang Dabao, you're back. The crow you took care of pecked the old lady and injured her." Yi Zhonghai was at the door of the deaf old lady. When he saw Zhang Dabao coming back, he started talking loudly.

"Yi Zhonghai, the crow I raised? Which eye of yours saw that it was raised by me?" Zhang Dabao stopped his bicycle and asked Yi Zhonghai.

"These two crows are the ones you brought back last time. Now they are on the roof of your house every day. If you don't own them, whose will they belong to?" Yi Zhonghai got angry and spoke even louder.

"Bullshit, after my eldest sister told me not to keep crows, I released them immediately. Are you sure these are the two? The birds on my roof are mine? Did they grow there? I say, Yi Zhonghai, aren't there any birds on your roof? Are those yours too? Can't you do some more human work every day?" Zhang Dabao directly confronted Yi Zhonghai.

"But the crow on your roof hurt the old lady. Look at the wound on her face," Yi Zhonghai said to the deaf old lady sitting next to him.

"Don't you deserve it for hurting her? Why didn't you hurt others? You do immoral things every day, and even birds can't stand it. God really has eyes." Zhang Dabao's words almost angered Yi Zhonghai to death.

"Zhang Dabao, are you speaking human language? Even if it's not your bird, the old lady is so old and injured, you should accompany her to the clinic and give her some compensation. After all, she is our ancestor," Yi Zhonghai spoke again.

"Yi Zhonghai, the turtle in Houhai is injured. When it was basking in the sun on the shore, a bird wanted to eat it, but failed. However, the turtle was injured. I plan to bring a fish for it. You should also bring something. I'll bring the fish and you'll bring a chicken. You, Yi Zhonghai, are short of ancestors, but I am not. You are just an extinct family, but you still have a father. If you recognize your ancestors so randomly, will your father jump out of the grave and beat you, you bastard, when he finds out? What's with the ancestors, Yi Zhonghai? Our country was destroyed long ago. Now it is a new society. You want to reverse history and miss the old country," Zhang Dabao said to Yi Zhonghai.

"Zhang Dabao, I'm talking to you about serious matters, please stop talking about these nonsense." Yi Zhonghai was about to explode with anger.

"I've also told you something serious. By the way, Yi Zhonghai, the turtle in Houhai is even older, it seems to be almost two hundred years old. Don't you respect the elderly? Go quickly," Zhang Dabao explained the reason to Yi Zhonghai.

"Zhang Dabao, you are going too far and have no morals at all." Yi Zhonghai didn't know what to say now.

"You have morals. I think you, Yi Zhonghai, are the only one in the whole hospital who has morals. You ask this person to make contributions and that person to respect the elderly every day. What contributions have you, Yi Zhonghai, made? You talk a lot every day, why don't you do something practical? Look at Teacher Yan's family. There are four children, and only Teacher Yan works. Life is so difficult for them. You are a family with no descendants, but your salary is still high. You should take out half of the subsidy." Zhang Dabao stabbed Yi Zhonghai's wound again.

"You..." Yi Zhonghai was speechless.

"You, you, you bastard, get out of here, you bastard really deserve a beating." Zhang Dabao took a step forward, and Yi Zhonghai was so scared that he almost fell down. Liu Cuiping quickly pulled Yi Zhonghai away.

"Zhang Dabao, you are going too far." The deaf old lady came out personally, stood up, and looked at Zhang Dabao fiercely with her eyes.

"You bastard, you say you are an old and helpless person, can't you just stay away from home? What are you talking about? Why are you and Yi Zhonghai both wiped out? It's because you did too many bad things." Zhang Dabao certainly wouldn't indulge her.

"I'm going to beat you to death, you bastard!" the deaf old lady swung the cane in her hand.

"You are a bastard, and you are a childless person. No one will bury you when you die." Zhang Dabao's words were even more vicious.

The deaf old lady was broken-down. Even though she was knowledgeable and experienced, she could not stand hearing him say such devastating words, so she dropped her cane.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Dabao snatched the crutch with one hand and slapped her in the face twice.

"You are just a five-guarantee household, why are you pretending? You are just a dog." Zhang Dabao continued to attack after he finished typing.

The deaf old lady did not move forward or pick up her crutches, but returned to her room tremblingly. There were so many people in the yard, but no one came out to say a word to help her, not even Sha Zhu. This made the deaf old lady very sad.

Chapter 57: Yi Long's Plan

"Banggeng, what do you think of raising these two crows? They are two kind birds and they know how to peck at bad people. That's really good." Zhang Dabao asked Banggeng beside him when he saw Yi Zhonghai walking away.

"Seventh Uncle, that's good, but they won't come down and we can't catch them. There are so many crows in the sky and we can't tell which two they are. They all look the same," Bang Geng expressed his doubts.

"First, give these two crows two names. When they get used to hearing our calls, they will know we are looking for them and will come down," said Zhang Dabao.

"What should we call it?" Banggeng asked again.

"How about calling one Wangcai and the other Laifu?" Zhang Dabao asked Banggeng.

"Okay" Bang Geng agreed and felt that these two names were pretty good.

"Bullshit, have you forgotten your grandfather's name? When people hear Lai Fu, they think it's your grandfather's brother," Jia Dongxu scolded his son loudly.

"Can both of them be named Wangcai?" Banggeng had a new question.

"Wangcai won't work either. Your second grandfather is Youwang and your third grandfather is Youcai," Jia Dongxu said to his son.

"Dongxu, what names did your Jia family come up with? Didn't your ancestors ever consider matching such auspicious names with your surnames?" Zhang Dabao laughed out loud when he heard Jia Dongxu's words.

Jia Youfu, Jia Youwang, Jia Youcai, they are all fake, what kind of shitty names are they?

Jia Dongxu was also speechless, thinking, these were all given by our ancestors, but there was indeed something wrong with the names of his father and brothers.

After Yi Zhonghai left, the crowd dispersed, and Jia Dongxu, still a little confused, returned home.

"Mom, do you think my dad and his family chose bad names?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"Go ask your great-grandfather. Your father and your two uncles were named by him," Zhang Cuihua said to her son with a look of disdain.

"Ask my great-grandfather. I haven't even seen my own grandfather, so how can I ask him? I also feel that my father and uncle's names don't fit well with our surname," said Jia Dongxu.

"What can we do if it's not possible? Can you change it? It's okay for Jia Youcai, he's still alive. You can go back to the village and ask them to change his name. You can give him a new one. But it's not easy to deal with your father and your second uncle, they both passed away long ago. How about we change the tablets?" Zhang Cuihua asked her son.

"Mom, I feel this is inappropriate," Jia Dongxu shook his head.

"You bastard, you know it's inappropriate. You keep talking nonsense all day. Are you free?" Zhang Cuihua got angry.

"Stop asking. Just wondering why you're angry. You're old, and getting angry is bad for your health." Jia Dongxu stopped asking when he saw that his mother was angry.

"I will make you mad to death sooner or later. What's the matter? Just eat." Zhang Cuihua scolded her son again.

"The steamed bread is hard to swallow. Why don't we go to my seventh uncle's house to eat?" Jia Dongxu frowned when he saw the meal his wife brought up.

"Eat your ***, all you do every day is eat. If you want to eat, go and earn it. You don't have much ability, but you have a lot of problems." Zhang Cuihua took action after hearing what her son said.

"Mom, I was wrong, please stop hitting me." Jia Dongxu was beaten out again.

"Brother Dongxu, play games with Aunt Jia?" After a day's sleep, He Yuzhu's worries were basically resolved and he had his own ideas.

"Go away. Can't you see I'm angry?" Jia Dongxu saw He Yuzhu making fun of him and waved his hand to tell him to go away.