Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Don't guess randomly, everything is confidential. The departure time is around the weekend, and the trip will take about ten days. You can drive there, so be mentally prepared and prepare things in advance," said Li Huaide.

Zhang Dabao nodded to show his agreement. He was not afraid of danger. He was now a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining. To be honest, he was not afraid of anyone.

The banquet has been arranged. Zhang Dabao went to Chunfeng Hutong and put the things and lamb that He Yuzhu needed to make Tan family cuisine. Zhang Dabao thought of asking He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu to take care of it in the evening, and asking He Yuzhu to make more tomorrow and bring some back for Jia Dongxu so that the people at home can also taste it.

Jia Dongxu came just after lunch.

Zhang Dabao saw that there was no way to rest, so he dragged Jia Dongxu to the hospital. As soon as they entered the ward, the nurses pointed at them.

"Dongxu, what do they mean? Have you gotten into trouble again?" Zhang Dabia asked.

"Did I get into trouble?" Jia Dongxu said.

"Why were they pointing at you and laughing?" Zhang Dabao felt that something must have happened to his eldest nephew.

"It was the day before yesterday when a nurse in the ward asked me to do a urine test for my master," Jia Dongxu said a little embarrassedly.

"Your master still needs a urine test, and his important parts were also hit? Is the urine test abnormal? How did you do it?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"I went out and came back. The nurse asked me if I had taken the test. I said I had. Then she asked why it was so fast. I said I couldn't swallow it unless I did it quickly," Jia Dongxu said aggrievedly.

"You drank it?" Zhang Dabao thought of something.

"She asked me to swallow it. Who knew I was the one who sent it to the office? The key point is that it doesn't taste good at all." After Jia Dongxu said this, Zhang Dabao felt sick.

"Have you read so much textbooks? You don't have any common sense at all." While cursing, he slapped Jia Dongxu on the back. He slapped Jia Dongxu four or five times before he let out a sigh of relief.

"I haven't dealt with these things before." Jia Dongxu felt very aggrieved.

"By the way, what did your mother say about Xiaodang?" Zhang Dabao quickly changed the subject, because if he continued talking about it, Jia Dongxu might be beaten to death.

"My mother doesn't call anyone anymore. Times are tough right now. Some people don't even hold wedding banquets when they get married. As for our children's birthdays, we just have a meal together," said Jia Dongxu.

"Then let's have dinner tomorrow night. I'll invite people to Ma Si Hutong. I'll ask Zhuzi to cook more dishes and you can bring them back. Some good food can be considered as celebrating Xiaodang's birthday. I'll also prepare a birthday cake for her. You can come to my room to get it tomorrow at noon," said Zhang Dabao.

"Seventh Uncle, what is a birthday cake? Are there any cakes like this? Is it delicious?" Jia Dongxu is really a foodie.

"Damn it..." Zhang Dabao wanted to scold him, but after thinking it over he decided not to. What's the point of scolding a stupid person? Fortunately, her mother was smart and her son was even smarter. He could be considered a blessed man. Compared to Jia Youfu, he was truly blessed.

Chapter 125: Yan Jiecheng has bad intentions

"Is Old Yi feeling better?" Zhang Dabao came to the ward and saw that one of Yi Zhonghai's legs was tied up like a mummy, and almost laughed out loud.

"Da Biao, I'm much better. Thank you for picking me up." Yi Zhonghai rarely spoke human words.

"Let's go. Has Dongxu completed all the formalities?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"It's done this morning. Let's go now. I'll push the master, and you and the mistress carry the things," said Jia Dongxu.

Zhang Dabao followed Jia Dongxu's arrangement today and was discharged from the hospital. He breathed a sigh of relief and thought that his nephew was really extraordinary. After coming to accompany him for a few days, he became a legend in the hospital again.

Zhang Dabiao thought of several phrases: a piece of gold wrapped in dung? A firefly in the dark night? None of these were enough to describe Jia Dongxu, after all, he was too outstanding.

At night, Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Lianhua to take ten eggs to see Yi Zhonghai. From this incident, Zhang Dabao felt that Yi Zhonghai was just an ordinary person, not a spy. He was just an ordinary person with higher intelligence and technical level than ordinary people. At least his martial arts were not good.

Zhang Dabao also investigated the middle-aged man who contacted him last time. He was one of Yi Zhonghai's apprentices, but he had been transferred to another unit.

Yi Zhonghai asked him to go to Jiajia Village to talk about Zhang Lianhua's situation, hoping to disgust himself or anger himself so as to find his own loopholes. However, he failed to do so and Yi Zhonghai even lost four teeth by himself.

But why do I always feel uncomfortable when I pass by Yi's house? Is there something wrong with Liu Cuiping? Zhang Dabiao changed his mind, but the crows monitoring Liu Cuiping did not find anything abnormal about her. He must have missed something. He will investigate again when he returns from his business trip.

There were two big news in No. 95 Courtyard today. One was that Yi Zhonghai was discharged from the hospital. Of course, everyone had known for a long time that Yi Zhonghai was injured, but after he was discharged, as neighbors, of course they had to visit him, so this was not really news. The real news was that He Yushui went to work. She came back wearing a post office uniform and leather shoes, and she looked like a cadre. Unlike postmen like Jia Dongxu, He Yushui became the focus of the entire courtyard as soon as she came back from get off work.

There is still no progress on Yan Jiecheng's replacement, and Yan Bugui is asking around. Either Yan Bugui thinks it costs too much, or Yan Jiecheng thinks the job is not good enough.

After Yang Ruihua and Zhao Chunyan reached a settlement, he also entrusted Zhao Chunyan to introduce two candidates to Yan Jiecheng, one was Liu Juan from Qianmen Street, and the other was Yu Li near Dazhalan. Without exception, Zhao Chunyan was scolded. Now Zhao Chunyan also understood that Yan Jiecheng wanted to find a wife nearby, but it was difficult to do so, and this reason was caused by himself.

Feeling guilty, Zhao Chunyan returned the fifty cents Yang Ruihua had given her, and also gave her a few oranges. The meaning was clear: I have tried my best, and if your family has any problems, don't come to me. I can't do it. This matter ends here, and it has come to an end.

Yan Bugui returned to Yard 95 after get off work. His main activity area was at the gate of the yard. When he saw He Yushui coming in in uniform, he was stunned.

"Third Uncle" He Yushui greeted him and walked inside.

"Yushui, are you going to work?" Yan Bugui pointed at the uniform.

"Yes, it just so happened that the post office came to the school to recruit workers, so I signed up and was hired," He Yushui replied and left.

"Who would believe that? They're recruiting workers from schools? The coal factory hasn't gone to schools to recruit workers for two years," Yang Ruihua said after seeing He Yushui walking away.

"Oh, she is just making an excuse. If she goes to the school to recruit, she will recruit herself. Everyone knows that Zhang Dabao saved the grandson of the personnel chief. It must be Zhang Dabao who did it. Old Yi just gave 480 yuan to the He family, and Shang Hongqi also compensated yuan. The He family is rich, and these idiots eat and drink public food and have saved their own wages," said Yan Bugui.

"How much will it cost?" Yan Jiecheng asked.

"For a unit like this, you can't get the job even if you have money but no connections; even if you have connections but don't have five hundred yuan, you can't get the job. We can't even think about getting the job for a unit like this. Otherwise, we can go to the printing factory on the street. Three hundred yuan will be enough," said Yan Bugui.

"I spend less money, but I also earn less. Do I get 20 yuan a month?" Yan Jiecheng asked his father.

"Three hundred is too much for me. If you don't go, let Jiefang go." Yan Bugui was angry and scolded Yan Jiecheng so much that he lost his temper.

"Dad, it's not that I don't want to go. Think about it, my reputation is ruined now. If my job doesn't work out, will I still be able to find a wife? I can't really find someone like the one Aunt Zhao said, right? Besides, she may not necessarily like me now." Yan Jiecheng was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

"Then there is nothing we can do. We have no money, and even less connections. Don't I want to arrange everything well for you? I don't have that much ability. It would be fine if you had the ability, but the key is that you are even worse off." Yan Bugui certainly understood that his son was telling the truth, but what else could he do?

"Dad, you said that Zhang Dabao arranged jobs for Zhang Lianhua, Zhang Cuihua, Qin Huairu, He Yushui and others. Don't you think it's too much? What he did must be against the rules. I want to report him." Yan Jiecheng was blinded by jealousy.

"Report? How do you report? Wang Xiuqin is his aunt?" Yan Bugui did not expect his son to say such a thing.

"The country is so big, there are many cadres who are more senior than Wang Xiuqin. If not, go to the district or city to sue him. I don't believe that we can't bring him down," Yan Jiecheng said, sometimes with tears in his eyes.

Yan Bugui did not speak. He was thinking whether what his son said had any chance of success and how to maximize the benefits. If he reported directly, it would be easy for Zhang Dabiao to know about it. He was a heavy-handed person and liked to beat people. It was risky, but if successful, the rewards would be great. If he reported anonymously by letter, there would be no risk, but there would be no rewards, because no one would know that it was you who reported it.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Bugui still couldn't make up his mind.

"Jiecheng, let's talk about it later," Yan Bugui said with a sigh.

"Wait how long? One or two years? Who will care?" Yan Jiecheng said angrily.

Yan Bugui still did not nod, and Yan Jiecheng returned to his room angrily. He thought that even if his father disagreed, he had to take action, because even 47-year-old Zhang Cuihua had been arranged, but he was not.

While eating, Yan Bugui was still thinking about Yan Jiecheng's words. No matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem appropriate, and he sighed repeatedly.

In the evening, He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu went to Chunfeng Hutong to prepare the ingredients. If they wanted to roast the lamb, it had to be marinated in advance, and the lamb offal would definitely not be used. Zhang Dabao told them to take it back and make it into lamb soup tomorrow to celebrate Xiaodang's birthday in the evening.

He Yuzhu was busy all night and lived in Chunfeng Hutong directly, asking Jia Dongxu to come back by himself, as there was a lot of things that needed to be done at Tanjiacai.

Chapter 126: Dinner

The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, it becomes prosperous as soon as it arrives.

After the Qingming Festival, the weather became warmer day by day. The winter cotton-padded jackets were finally put away, and people's clothes became thinner. After enduring the cold winter, people welcomed the spring full of vitality, and there were more smiles on their faces.

He Yuzhu took a day off today and was preparing dinner in Chunfeng Hutong. Zhang Dabao had promised to prepare a birthday cake for Jia Dongxu's daughter, so he took one out from the cake shop in the space and wrote "Happy Birthday to Jia Dang" on it with cream. He placed it on the table in the living room and waited for Jia Dongxu to come back after delivering the letter.

Jia Dongxu left the company after having lunch. This was the benefit of being close to home and having an easy job. Today he took a quick bite and hurried back, "Seventh Uncle, where is the birthday cake? Let me take a look first."

When Jia Dongxu knew there was delicious food, he definitely would not forget it. As soon as he returned to the yard, he went to Zhang Dabao's room without even entering the house.

"That's what's on the table. You have to wait until your mother and the others come back before you can eat it. If you eat it early, I'll show you how I'm going to deal with you," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"I don't want to eat it. Let me take a look. What are these white things of Uncle Qi? And Jia Dang's name? Why is Jia Dongxu's name not written on it?" Jia Dongxu discovered a new world.

"It's Jia Dang's birthday, is it your birthday?" Zhang Dabao got angry when he heard Jia Dongxu say that, and stood up and wanted to hit him.

"I'm just talking casually, Uncle Seven, is it okay to just write my name on my birthday?" Jia Dongxu asked with a smile.

"Write your ***'s name on it. Who will prepare a cake for you? I'm your uncle, why should I give you a cake? A child's first birthday only comes once, so make it grand. Are you old enough? You celebrate your birthday, but has your mother?" Zhang Dabao really didn't want to hit Jia Dongxu, but there was no way. What he said was too unreliable.

"Stop hitting me. I'm just asking where can I buy the cake? I'll prepare it on my mom's birthday." Jia Dongxu was beaten out of the room.

"Okay, when your mother is eighty years old, if you can't buy one, I'll give her one. You can ride your bike to Chunfeng Hutong later and bring a few lunch boxes. Zhuzi has cooked a lot of dishes, all of them are delicious. It would be a waste to give them to you," said Zhang Dabao.

"Get the food? No problem. Wait for Uncle Xinsheng to come back and ask him to take me to get it. The two of us can get more." Jia Dongxu's wisdom has also spread to eating. He is particularly outstanding in eating, but there is nothing special in other aspects.

Zhang Dabao waved his hand and asked Jia Dongxu to take the cake to the next room. Now Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu have moved into the next room. The furniture was bought from a trust store and a recycling station, and they are all still usable. Zhang Cuihua took out her savings and used Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu's wages from last month.

Anyway, the living conditions of the Jia family have improved, Banggeng also has his own room, and he has become the envy of the children in the courtyard. Now, except for He Yushui and Liu Guangqi, the other children in the courtyard do not have their own room. The three brothers of the Yan family have one room, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu have one room, and most of the other children sleep with their parents or set up a small bed in their parents' room.

After Jia Dongxu left, Zhang Dabao went to Chunfeng Hutong. He was afraid that some guests might arrive early, so he went there early. After he arrived, he could also help He Yuzhu.

The yard was filled with fragrant aromas. The most important preliminary work for Tan’s cuisine had been completed. Half a lamb had been placed on the charcoal and was ready to be lit when guests arrived.

"Brother Zhuzi, take a break." Zhang Dabao saw that He Yuzhu was still busy with something and came over to persuade him.

"It's almost done. I haven't done it for a long time and my hands are a little rusty." He Yuzhu was not very satisfied with his work.

"It's already very good. Your requirements are too high," said Zhang Dabao. He knew that the quality of the ingredients he prepared would not meet the requirements of today's chefs. The sea cucumbers and abalone in later generations were all farmed, and the bird's nests and shark fins were also fake, unlike the things nowadays, which are all real ingredients.

At around four o'clock, Li Huaide arrived. After the driver dropped him off, Li Huaide came in with a box of wine. "Da Biao, what's that? It smells so good."

"Uncle, this is Tan family cuisine. Brother Zhuzi has been preparing it for a long time," said Zhang Dabao.

"Good guy, I've heard of it, but haven't eaten it. I didn't expect that I could benefit from you this time." Li Huaide not only looked up to his cousin, but also had a high opinion of him, because there were so many things needed for Tan's cuisine, and it would be impossible to get it without special channels.

Li Huaide watched He Yuzhu cooking, with Zhang Dabao accompanying him on the side. After about twenty minutes, the door rang again, and Yu Sinian and Yu Xiurui came in.

"Old Yu, how is it? I specially prepared Tan family dishes for you," Li Huaide said to Yu Sinian, pointing to the kitchen.

"Old Li, you and Da Biao are too polite. I have heard of Tan's cuisine many times, but I have never eaten it. However, Xiu Rui and the leader tasted it when they went out," said Yu Sinian.

"Uncle Li, I've eaten there once or twice with the leaders, and it wasn't as sumptuous as today. I can tell at a glance that Chef He is a master, and he cooks very professionally," Yu Xiurui praised.

"Let's have tea inside," Zhang Dabao made way for the two of them.

"Da Biao, let's just drink tea and eat in the yard. You and Xiu Rui light the fire. We can eat as soon as Lao Ji and Lao Lei arrive. To be honest, the dishes cooked by Master He are so delicious that I don't want to wait for them now," said Yu Sinian with a smile.

Li Huaide expressed that he felt the same way. Zhang Dabiao brought out the small square table, brewed some tea, and asked Xiurui to come over to help. The two of them lit the charcoal, and now the fragrance in the yard was even stronger.

"Old Li..." Ji Denian brought Lin Hua here, and Lei Huanian also came with them.

"Who else is here? Who's in the mood to drink tea after smelling such delicious food? Let's start," said Lei Huanian.

"No one else, let's start." As soon as Li Huaide said start, Zhang Dabao and Yu Xiurui went to the kitchen to bring up the dishes and poured wine. He Yuzhu said nothing and came to sit down, and went to the side to roast the lamb.

At around five o'clock, Jia Dongxu and Huang Xinsheng arrived. He Yuzhu served them the dishes. The lamb was almost cooked. Lei Huanian invited He Yuzhu again. He Yuzhu cut up the roasted lamb, put it on the table, and started eating and drinking with everyone.

The meal further deepened the connection between the people. Li Huaide was a master at adjusting the atmosphere. Throughout the meal, there was constant singing and laughter at the table.

After dinner, Zhang Dabao sent everyone back, and the last one to go was Li Huaide.

"Da Biao, don't forget what I told you." Li Huaide entered the building area of ​​the steel rolling mill. As the second in command of the factory, he had a three-room apartment in the building area.