Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"What a good seedling, it's a pity that he has to work in the supply and marketing department with such limited skills," Zhang Weihua sighed.

"What happened to Yan Jiecheng?" Zhang Dabao thought of the person who had reported him before.

"He was sentenced to twelve years in prison and was sent to the northwest yesterday. The living conditions there are not very good. His health is not good, and it is unlikely that he can come back alive," said Zhang Weihua.

"Where are his accomplices?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"Huang Defa was shot. The Wu brothers were sentenced to eight years and five years respectively. They all went to the northwest. I talked to Yi Zhonghai, but no one from the Yan family compensated him. Old Yi became lame in vain," Zhang Weihua sighed.

"It's not easy to get Yan Bugui to give you money," Zhang Dabao laughed. Zhang Weihua also thought of what Yan Bugui said when he and Cao Lianbiao went to Yan's house, and he also laughed.

The big stew that Zhang Dabao had at the police station at noon, to be honest, tasted very ordinary, but it was oily and everyone enjoyed it. Zhang Dabao carried a bundle of Erguotou from the car, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Almost every public security officer toasted Zhang Dabao and Zhang Weihua with wine. Since they couldn't beat Zhang Dabao, they wanted to beat him with wine. Zhang Weihua scolded everyone, so they wanted to get back at him with wine. As a result, Zhang Weihua was knocked down, but Zhang Dabao was fine. After dinner, he rode his motorcycle home by himself.

"Seventh Uncle, have you been drinking?" When Zhang Dabao came back, Jia Dongxu was basking in the sun in the backyard.

"We had a competition with the police station today and had lunch there at noon," said Zhang Dabao.

"Did you win?" Jia Dongxu walked around Zhang Dabao.

"Nonsense, they are just a little stronger than you. I won the fight so they made me drink. I'll rest for a while, and you can go to Chunfeng Hutong later. There will be cooked pork and other things there. Bring them back for dinner. Here is the key to the door." Zhang Dabao instructed Jia Dongxu a few words and went back to the room to sleep.

When Jia Dongxu heard that there was pig face to eat, he could no longer keep calm and went to Chunfeng Hutong by himself. However, there was nearly a bucket of offal, which he could not carry by himself. So he went to the steel rolling mill and called He Yuzhu to go with him to get it.

"Is that it? Can't you wait until I get off work? What's the difference if I take it earlier or later? I'll have it at night anyway." He Yuzhu, who had just come out of the factory, got on Jia Dongxu's bicycle. When he heard that Jia Dongxu was looking for him because of this matter, he was furious.

"Take it back early and deal with it early. I have to go to the hospital after dinner tonight to take over for my master's wife," Jia Dongxu said to He Yuzhu with a grin.

"Why are you so greedy? Is the food in your unit not good?" He Yuzhu didn't want to talk anymore after hearing what Jia Dongxu said.

"It has some minced meat, but is it as delicious as pork? This was cooked by my seventh uncle himself. I don't know if it tastes good, but his fish is quite delicious." Jia Dongxu suddenly wanted to taste it.

While playing around, the two came to Chunfeng Hutong and took the offal. He Yuzhu sat in the back seat carrying the bucket, and the two came back.

"How many dishes do you want to cook?" Jia Dongxu asked He Yuzhu.

"Where is Da Biao?" He Yuzhu asked.

"Uncle Seventh drank some wine at the police station at noon. He had a duel with them and was defeated by him. So they had no martial ethics and forced him to drink. He fell asleep as soon as he came back. It seems he drank a lot," Jia Dongxu said proudly.

"Da Biao, you can't help but admit it, the shooter is really good." He Yuzhu also praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Silly Zhu, you'd better be nicer to my aunt in the future, otherwise I won't stop you if your seventh uncle beats you up," Jia Dongxu took the opportunity to threaten He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. He thought, I am just called Shazhu, but I am not stupid. Don’t I know how powerful Zhang Dabiao is? Am I not good to my wife and waiting for my brother-in-law to beat me up? We all live in the same courtyard, and he has a bad temper. Do I dare to provoke him?

Chapter 162 Xu Damao Gets Married

He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu were busy in the kitchen, mixing and frying. Since there were so many people, He Yuzhu also made pork soup. The dishes were ready, but Zhang Dabiao hadn't gotten up yet, so the two of them couldn't eat first. Jia Dongxu wanted to eat, but he didn't dare to call Zhang Dabiao.

The two waited for Jia Jingshu to come back from school and asked her to wake up Zhang Dabao, "Uncle, get up and have dinner. We cooked a lot of meat today. It's all ready. Everyone is waiting for you."

After Zhang Dabao got up, he washed his face and drank the wine he had just drunk. He didn't want to drink anymore, so he took out two bottles of Erguotou from the inner room. He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu each had a glass, but Huang Xinsheng didn't drink either.

Zhang Cuihua saw that her favorite pig face was on the dish today, and she ate it with her mouth full of oil. After finishing the meal, she wiped her mouth and sat down in front of Zhang Dabiao. "Dabiao, Deputy Director Chai talked to us today and wanted to transfer the four of us to work in the Women's Federation. What do you think?"

"Go to the Women's Federation? That's also a leisurely unit, not much different from the trade union? Is it also under the jurisdiction of Deputy Director Chai?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"He is not in charge anymore, it is my cousin who is in charge directly. But there is no director or section chief anymore. If there is any matter, I report to my cousin directly," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Go ahead. It seems the factory managers have something to arrange for you. Has the canteen been tidied up?" Zhang Dabia asked.

"The order is very good now. Deputy Director Chai rewarded me 20 yuan privately, and the three of them got 10 yuan each," Zhang Cuihua said in a low voice.

"Then you have to hide well and don't let Dongxu see you," Zhang Dabao smiled and said to Zhang Cuihua.

"I hid it long ago. He can't see it. I know Jia Dongxu. He spends as much money as he has without any count," said Zhang Cuihua.

After the meal, everyone chatted for a while and then went their separate ways.

The next day, a big news came from No. 95 Courtyard, that is, Xu Damao was going to get married, and the date was set for May st Labor Day.

"Seventh uncle, I've never heard of the place where Damao found his wife." Jia Dongxu was very curious. After hearing about it, he went to the backyard and asked Zhang Dabao.

"Dongxu, you are so young, can't you stop being as nosy as an old lady? The May Day holiday is just a few days away, and you will know when the new bride comes, right?" Zhang Dabao retorted to Jia Dongxu.

"It just feels a bit too sudden," said Jia Dongxu.

"There are so many sudden things happening. What happened to Old Yi?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu, thinking that it was sudden when Old Yi and his wife passed away. Let's see how you react then.

"The injury is healing pretty quickly. I will be discharged in four or five days. But I can't drink at Xu Damao's wedding. I'll go to the hospital and ask him if he can still give Xu Damao his support." Jia Dongxu is very satisfied with his current job. He now sleeps in the hospital every night and doesn't get a good rest, but he can take a nap in the afternoon. If he were in a steel mill, it would be a lot of trouble and the labor intensity would be high, not to mention it's dangerous.

"That's good. I heard that Yan Jiecheng went to the Northwest and won't be back in a short time. Tell Lao Yi not to be afraid," said Zhang Dabao.

"My master knew it a long time ago. Yan Jiecheng was sentenced to twelve years in prison and sent to the Northwest for reform. I heard that the environment is not good. I don't know if he can survive it." Jia Dongxu was worried about Yan Jiecheng.

"Whether you come back or not, what does it have to do with us? Have you eaten? If you have eaten, go to work early. Don't you want to be a leader anymore?" Zhang Dabao saw that Jia Dongxu was still hesitating and said a few words to him.

"I've eaten, and I'm leaving now. By the way, how much gift should I give to Damao's wedding?" Jia Dongxu turned around and asked.

"This needs to be discussed with your mother. How can I know what the relationship between your family and his family is like if you ask me? Get out of here now." Zhang Dabao was angered by Jia Dongxu.

"Okay, I'll go ask my mom. I'm leaving now," Jia Dongxu said and returned to the Intermediate Court.

After a while, everyone left and Xu Damao came over...

"Brother Damao, if you need any help from me, just tell me directly," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao, do you know where to buy red wine?" Xu Damao asked.

"What kind of red wine? How much do you want?" Zhang Dabao didn't even ask Xu Damao what he needed it for.

"Okay, at least two bottles. Xiao'e needs them. Her family has many friends and a grand ceremony. Where can we buy them now?" Xu Damao said with his head down.

"I have it, waiting for you." Zhang Dabiao turned back to the inner room and took out four bottles of red wine from the space, packed in wooden boxes. There were foreign characters printed on them, which looked very high-end.

"Da Biao, how come you have everything?" Xu Damao was shocked when he saw the red wine.

"I like to go to the black market. If I see anything rare, I will buy it. Send it to me quickly," Zhang Dabao whispered to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao delivered the red wine to the Lou family. Lou Weihua looked up to Xu Damao and said, "Damo, I didn't expect you to be so capable. Do you have any channels?"

"Dad, I have the channel. Zhang Dabao gave it to me. He has the channel," Xu Damao said a little embarrassedly.

"By the way, Zhang Dabao has connections. His uncle is the second in command of the Ministry of Foreign Trade. It's normal for him to have a few bottles of foreign liquor. Damao should get along well with him. Maybe we can ask him for help in the future." Lou Weihua gave Xu Damao a few more instructions.

"I understand, Dad," Xu Damao quickly agreed.

Today is April 4th. He Yuzhu took a day off to work as a chef for the Xu family. Everyone in the courtyard came to help. Even Liu Guangqi, who usually didn't help, came. Everyone cleaned up, put up wedding characters, found tables, chairs and benches, and washed vegetables. The entire courtyard 30 became lively.

On May 5, Xu Damao and a group of young people went to Lou's house and took Lou Xiao'e to the courtyard. At 1 o'clock in the morning, the wedding was held. Now the wedding is very simple. On April 4, the two went to the street office to get the marriage certificate, bowed to the statue of the great man, sang red songs, and the wedding ended without any other programs.

At noon, the Xu family's relatives and friends came. The Xu family had no relatives, so the people who came were the colleagues, friends, and neighbors of the Xu family and his son. After the banquet at noon, the wedding was completed.

The young people were busy again. They returned all the borrowed things and dismantled the house. He Yuzhu sat at a table with the remaining dishes. Xu Damao came to thank these young friends. In the evening, Xu Damao also asked his new wife to come out and toast them. Xu Damao also performed beyond his level and drank a lot.

All good things must come to an end. It was late at night. He Yuzhu, Jia Dongxu, Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiekuang hid under the window of Xu's house. This was a traditional program - eavesdropping.

"Dongxu, you are married, it's not appropriate for you to be here," He Yuzhu said in a low voice.

"No, Xu Damao went to listen to it when I got married, and I have to go back to listen to it." Jia Dongxu refused to leave no matter what.

But no matter how long they waited, there was no movement in the room.

"It's too cold, let's go back," Liu Guangfu backed out.

"Wait, there's some movement." Jia Dongxu heard something.

Sure enough, there was a sound inside, as if someone was moving on the bed, and several people became excited.

But everyone was disappointed, it was Xu Damao's dry retching; there was another sound, still Xu Damao's dry retching.

"It's not disgusting this time, someone is taking off clothes." Jia Dongxu was excited. He heard someone get up and seemed to be taking off clothes.

Chapter 163: Yi Zhonghai Leaves Beijing

What a good thing to do. After listening to Xu Damao's performance, this topic can be talked about for a year. Didn't everyone wait until now just to listen to this excitement? The noise inside was getting louder and louder. Now everyone put their ears to the wall, waiting for something good to happen. At this time, Xu Damao's door opened, and Xu Damao vomited towards the window, just right on several people. Jia Dongxu was the one closest to the outside and took most of the firepower.

"Damn it, I waited until midnight and this is what I got," Jia Dongxu was furious.

"It's disgusting. Xu Damao drank too much. It seems we can't do it tonight," said He Yuzhu.

"I want to go back and wash too," Liu Guang said, and several people left.

As soon as the sun rose, Jia Dongxu got up and saw Xu Damao had already gotten up and was cleaning up the things he had vomited last night.

"Da Mao, what did you drink on your wedding night? You vomited all over me," said Jia Dongxu.

"What are you doing under my window?" Xu Damao asked Jia Dongxu.

"Didn't you go to listen to my wedding? What's wrong with me listening?" What Jia Dongxu said made sense.

"What did you hear?" Xu Damao smiled.

"Just hearing that you vomited, you didn't drink properly and entered the bridal chamber drunk, which really spoiled the fun." Jia Dongxu picked up the clothes that were vomited on him yesterday from the door and went to the middle courtyard to wash them.

"Tsk, I can't cure you." After Jia Dongxu left, Xu Damao smiled happily.

Zhang Dabiao was not with Jia Dongxu and the others last night. He knew there was no situation, so he would not waste time. After breakfast, Xu Damao and his wife came to Zhang Dabiao's house, had a good chat, and agreed to go to Chunfeng Hutong to eat mutton at noon.

The weather became hot after May Day, and most people changed into summer clothes. The graceful figure was still slightly visible when blown by the wind. The clothes Lou Xiao'e wore were very decent and made people feel comfortable when looking at them.

Because they wanted to eat mutton, after Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e left, Zhang Dabao left Courtyard 95 and went to Chunfeng Hutong. He washed the mutton and cooked it in a casserole. The longer the mutton was stewed, the more tender it became and the more flavorful it tasted. He put pepper and some chili oil in the mutton soup, and after drinking a bowl of it, he would start sweating. Mutton and mutton soup are delicious, but eating them in spring can easily cause a sore throat.

However, Zhang Dabao was not afraid of getting angry, so Xu Damao ate a little and left, saying that he would come to pick up Lou Xiaoe at four o'clock in the afternoon.

This is simply letting his good brother make up for the regret of not having a bridal chamber on his wedding night last night. Damao is so kind. He is simply selfless.

After eating mutton, the two of them did not hold back. Zhang Dabao gave Lou Xiao'e two severe lectures. Lou Xiao'e was too green, green and playful. As a result, she was very tired and fell asleep directly. At four o'clock, Xu Damao came to pick her up, but she was not awake yet. She woke up at almost six o'clock.

There was no choice but to eat the leftover mutton from lunch and go back.

Zhang Dabao had his meal and rested for a while, then returned to Yard 95.

At the backyard doorstep, Zhang Cuihua, He Yuzhu, Jia Dongxu, Huang Xinsheng and others were chatting. When Jia Dongxu saw Zhang Dabao coming back, he stood up with a look of grievance and said, "Seventh Uncle, my master is leaving," with a tearful tone in his voice.

"Who wants to leave?" Zhang Dabao also sat on the stool at the door.

"My master is going to the southwest to provide assistance in construction. Can we go find my uncle and stop him from going?" Jia Dongxu looked at Zhang Dabao with longing.