Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Sister Wen, let's go." Wen Li didn't want to move yet, so Zhang Dabao carried her to the car.

Wenli slept for an hour in the car. The motor tricycle was not a very user-friendly ride. It was too bumpy. Wenli must have not slept well. When she woke up, she looked out the window and saw that it was getting dark.

"Da Biao, I feel much better," Wen Li said.

"What are you going to do with those two people?" Zhang Dabao asked Wen Li.

"What can I do? Out of sight, out of mind." Wen Li sighed, still looking unwilling.

"Are you unwilling?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Forget it, they are just a pair of bastards, let them be together," Wen Li said.

"Chengquan, you agree, but I don't. Let Tong Zhi go to work in another place. Let him go by himself and see if that woman will still wait for him?" Zhang Dabao said.

"Do you have a solution?" Wen Li became interested.

Zhang Dabao nodded.

The air in the car was a little heavy, so Wen Li opened the window a little and said, "Da Biao, thank you."

"You don't want to stay in school anymore. I'll ask someone to ask for you. After that person leaves, will you go to the mining machinery factory?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"No, doesn't Jenny's grandmother come to see me every day? I don't want to see her even more." Wen Li shook her head.

"Let me ask first, it's better to go to a factory, the treatment will be better," Zhang Dabiao said to Wen Li, actually worried about her future life. If you are a petty bourgeois, you can't go to school when the wind blows; the factory is relatively closed, it will be a little better.

At around 7:30 in the evening, they arrived at Mashi Hutong. Zhang Dabao put Wenli's smoked meat into two cloth bags and placed them at her feet.

"I'll go to school to find you when I have time. This is the result of your hard work. Improve the lives of our parents and Yanni." Zhang Dabao kissed Wen Li on the face and left.

A pig weighs over 100 pounds. If you remove the head, tail and internal organs, and remove some water during smoking, it will only weigh about 50 to 60 pounds. A bag weighs about 30 pounds. Wen Li still has a hard time carrying one in each hand.

After finally reaching her home, Wenli knocked on the door.

"Why did you come back so late?" The mother came out and saw that it was her little daughter and said to her.

"Mom, there are some things left. Please help me carry them in," Wen Li said after taking a breath.

"What is it?" the mother asked Wenli, and when she lowered her head she saw the cloth bag at Wenli's feet.

"What did you buy again? Can you save some money? Your salary is never enough to spend, and you buy all these messy things every day." The mother said to her while carrying a bag.

"It's so heavy, and you only know how to spend money." As she said this, the mother hit Wen Li.

When we came into the house, Jenny was playing games with her father. "Mom," Jenny ran over.

"Did you miss me?" Wen Li asked after kissing her daughter.

"I miss my mother." Jenny hugged her mother's neck tightly.

"Is this meat? Where did it come from?" Wen Li's mother had already opened the bags. Both bags were full of meat, which scared the old woman.

"I went up the mountain and shot the wild boar myself. It weighed more than 100 kilograms. I had no way to bring it back, so I had to smoke it before I could bring it back," Wen Li said happily.

"You fought? Who did you go with? Is the divorce related to him?" The mother thought of something.

"Mom, the divorce was caused by Tong Zhi's cheating. What does it have to do with others?" Wen Li rolled her eyes at her mother.

"Is this person willing to marry you?" the mother asked again.

"Mom, I will never marry anyone in the future. What does marriage bring me? All hurt. I am afraid of getting married," said Wen Li.

"Is it so unclear?" Mother was a little angry.

"Isn't this good? We stay together when we are happy and leave when we are unhappy. No one can hurt anyone. No parents-in-law, no children, no messy social relationships, no daily necessities; there are only romance and love. I feel this is the life I want," said Wen Li.

"You read too many different books," said my father with a heavy sigh.

My daughter was so well-behaved when she was little. I don't have a son, so I can't help but spoil my little daughter. I let her read a lot of books, but in the end, I can't control her. Yes, Tong Zhi is a piece of shit, but is it okay to continue like this? Wen Li's parents looked embarrassed.

"Dad and Mom, you don't have to worry about me. This man is very capable, rich, and has connections. He knows that I'm unhappy at school, and is now trying to find a way to transfer my job. He also said that he would transfer Tong Zhi to another place to vent my anger. Once I get a new job, I might want to get married. By then, if I give birth to a son, I'll let him have the surname Wen and call you grandpa and grandma," said Wen Li.

"Really?" Wenli's father is also a teacher, but in the traditional Chinese thinking, life always feels incomplete without a son. It is actually better to have a surname Wen and a grandson. Teacher Wen is happy.

"Of course it's true. Put away all the meat. There is not much meat on the market. He said it would be good for you and Yanni to nourish their bodies," Wen Li said.

"If you bring everything here, will they be happy?" Mother asked Wenli.

"I'm happy. He also caught a bigger one with more meat than us. Last time we went fishing, I caught a full bucket of fish. We weren't divorced yet at that time, so I didn't bring any back because I was afraid of what you would say." Seeing her parents' attitude, Wen Li should have accepted her current situation.

"A bucket of fish, you caught them?" Mother didn't quite believe it.

Wenli began to talk about her fishing experience...

It was almost eight o'clock when Zhang Dabao returned to Yard 95. He put the smoked meat in the space and took out the pig head, internal organs and other things. He asked He Yuzhu to cook them tonight. He had originally planned to treat them to mutton tomorrow, but there was a better choice. They preferred to eat fatty meat, and pork was particularly suitable.

"Uncle Seventh, this is Pighead." Banggeng and his friends were playing games in the yard. When they saw Zhang Dabao coming back, they hurried over to say hello.

"It's Pighead." Yan Jiedi came over after hearing Banggeng's shouting. "Brother Dabao, do you want to work again? Let me help you," Yan Jiedi asked Zhang Dabao.

"I'll help too," Niu Xiaozheng also squeezed over.

"Me too." Guo Xiaobao and Jia Jingshu also ran over.

Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiekuang, who were standing next to them, were too old to speak.

"Okay, I'm going to plant sweet potatoes tomorrow. You all should go, including Jie Kuang and Guang Fu. You two are the main force. I'm going to paint the wall with Dong Xu tomorrow. You two should lead them to plant sweet potatoes, okay?"

Seven or eight children cheered in unison.

"We've agreed that we'll plant sweet potatoes tomorrow and have pig's face for lunch. I'll ask Brother Zhuzi to cook it for me. You guys go and have fun. Just come over early tomorrow morning." Zhang Dabao said goodbye to the children and called He Yuzhu to the backyard.

Chapter 113: Yan Bugui Beats the Child

When He Yuzhu arrived, he immediately started to work in the backyard. Jia Dongxu heard the noise in the east wing and came over, "Seventh Uncle, didn't my mother say we should eat mutton?"

"There's no mutton, but do you want to eat sheep dung?" Zhang Dabao really didn't expect that this would be the first thing his nephew would say when he saw him.

"Dongxu, which is better, pork or mutton?" He Yuzhu asked Jia Dongxu.

"Of course the pig's face is delicious. Your mouth will be filled with oil when you take a bite of it. Then take a sip of wine and it tastes amazing," said Jia Dongxu with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Fuck you, if you want to eat, why don't you help me quickly?" Zhang Dabao slapped Jia Dongxu awake from his intoxication, and he began to help He Yuzhu.

"Dongxu, have you bought all the lime?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"I bought the lime, but I was only given two bags of cement. I won't sell any more than that," said Jia Dongxu.

"I'll get a few more packs tomorrow. How many will it take for three rooms? Have you found someone to do it?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"My mother counted and said five packs is about right," said Jia Dongxu.

"Has your mother been to school? Can she read? You asked your mother to calculate, why don't you let Xiaodang calculate it? Does your mother know how to calculate? How thick is it? How big is the area?" Zhang Dabiao heard Jia Dongxu's words, it was too unreliable. Damn, let an illiterate person calculate the materials, how can it be accurate? The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he slapped Jia Dongxu four or five more times.

"I told her not to do the calculation, but she insisted and she didn't listen to me," Jia Dongxu felt a little aggrieved.

"She does her thing, and you find someone else to do the correct thing. Have you read so many books that you have become a dog's brain?" Zhang Dabao cursed angrily.

Jia Dongxu also felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he didn't say anything else.

Zhang Dabiao picked up a pen and calculated on the ground, then asked Jia Dongxu, "Why don't we use cement to paint the corner upwards by 30 centimeters? It will also look hygienic and good?"

Jia Gongxu nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll buy a few more packs tomorrow morning. Who else did you ask for help?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"I also asked Uncle Xinsheng, Damao and Guangtian," said Jia Dongxu.

"You guys start working first. The floor work will take until the afternoon at the latest. Have you looked at the furniture?" Zhang Dabao continued to ask.

"My mother went to the purchasing station to check. Uncle Seventh, it's the same whether I checked or not, and it's the same whether I said anything or not. Sometimes I got beaten for saying it," Jia Dongxu said in a low voice.

"Puchi" He Yuzhu laughed out loud.

"Silly Zhu, what do you mean?" Jia Dongxu asked angrily when he saw He Yuzhu making fun of him.

"It has nothing to do with you? You thought of something funny," said He Yuzhu.

"What's so funny?" Jia Dongxu continued to ask loudly.

"A puppy on the street gave birth to three kittens. Don't you think it's funny?" said He Yuzhu.

"Is there such a thing?" Jia Dongxu was a little confused.

"It's not easy for you to be so stupid." Zhang Dabiao laughed angrily. This nephew is really not like his father. His three uncles are smarter than each other. Could it be that Jia Dongxu inherited his eldest aunt's intelligence, Jia Dongxu's grandmother? Zhang Dabiao thought of the answer to the question.

It was almost nine o'clock, and the children playing games began to be called by their scientific names by their family members. This also meant that the game was about to end, because calling by scientific names was a signal. If the game didn't end, some children might get beaten.

The second sister Zhang Lianhua came over with Jia Jingshu, who was about to fall asleep. "She is so young and yet so fun," she said to Zhang Dabao.

"That child is not fun, second sister. Tomorrow the children in the yard will help plant sweet potatoes. You watch them and teach them first. Then Shi Guangfu and Jie Kuang will fetch water, and a few young ones will help plant the seedlings. There are only three acres of land, so it should be quick," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Lianhua.

"Okay, I'll go wash her. She can hardly open her eyes," said Zhang Lianhua, patting her daughter on the back.

"If you play so hard, be careful not to wet the bed in the middle of the night. If not, put something under the bed," Zhang Dabao reminded his second sister.

Zhang Lianhua nodded and went to rest with her daughter.

Yan Jiedi and Yan Jiekuang returned home after finishing the game. They were very happy. Yan Jiedi said to her father, "Dad, I will go to the backyard to help plant sweet potatoes tomorrow. Brother Dabiao has prepared pig heads too. I want to eat two bowls of meat this time."

"Growing sweet potatoes? Da Biao didn't come to tell us." Yan Bugui was a little puzzled.

"I asked. Brother Dabiao asked me, the third brother, Guangfu, Banggeng, Xiaozheng and Xiaobao to help. We were just playing a game together. They are all the people who make the game," said Yan Jiedi.

"You should have asked our whole family to help. Now we can't eat the pig's head. Also, why don't you two go out and play games?" Yan Bugui pointed at Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang and said.

"Dad, I'm twenty years old and twenty-eight years old. If we play this kind of game, will we still be able to survive?" Yan Jiecheng explained.

"I have to eat the pig's head before I die, really..." Yan Bugui looked regretful.

"Dad, I saw that Meng Wutong on the street. He asked me if I was Yan Jiecheng. I said no, it was his younger brother Yan Jiefang," said Yan Jiefang.

"What does she mean? I tell you two, people like this will never be able to marry into our Yan family in their lifetime," Yan Bugui warned his two sons.

"She didn't mean anything, she just asked me to convey a message," said Yan Jiefang.

"What?" Yan Bugui asked.

"She told you in the Yan family not to be a toad dreaming of eating Tian'e's flesh. She doesn't like anyone in our family, so let us give up the idea. If we try to target her again, she will not be polite." After Yan Jiefang finished speaking, he saw Yan Bugui's face change color, took off his shoes, rushed up, and attacked Yan Jiefang.

This was the first time Yan Jiefang was beaten by his father after he was twelve years old. He was hit by three or four soles of a shoe.

"Dad, I'm just delivering the message." Yan Jiefang was beaten and ran away.