Siheyuan: He Yuzhu since 1958

Yan Jiecheng was so angry that he laughed. He couldn't help but said, "Dad, since you said that, let's do the math. Most of the wood was moved by Jiefang and I. It was all our hard work. But you didn't put in any effort. And now you want me to pay. Are you still asleep? If you're still asleep, go back and get some more sleep."

"You little bastard! I'm your father, how dare you talk to me?!" Yan Bugui seemed to be hit in the waist by Yan Jiecheng's words. He immediately jumped up and questioned in a cold voice.

Yan Jiecheng seemed to have guessed that his father would be like this, and said with a smile: "I am a little bastard, what are you?! An old bastard?!"

"Boy, do you think you've grown wings? How dare you talk to me like that? I'll beat you to death!" Yan Bugui looked around, picked up a brick, and hit Yan Jiecheng. Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng ran away! While running, Yan Jiecheng shouted, "Dad! Dad! Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I was wrong! Isn't it okay if I was wrong?!"

The farce between Yan Jiecheng and Yan Bugui came to an end with the appearance of the third aunt. However, this also laid the groundwork for the subsequent separation of the family.

After Yan Jiecheng left, the third aunt said, "Old Yan, I'm not saying anything bad about you. But you don't go home to educate your child, but educate him at the door. The child is so old now, you don't want face, but he still wants face?!"

Yan Bugui said, "Isn't he making me crazy?" Then Yan Bugui came to his senses, took out a hammer and some nails from the house, and started to work. After a while, Yan Jiecheng couldn't sit still anymore and came out to help.

Yan Bugui and his son worked for more than two hours, and all the furniture Yan Bugui brought back was packed up. Looking at the furniture in front of him, which was not bad, Yan Bugui said, "How is it?! These furnitures are good, right?! The money I asked you for is not too much, right?!"

Yan Jiecheng did not answer. He walked to an inconspicuous place nearby and rummaged around. He found a can of varnish, a brush and some sandpaper. He picked out the furniture he wanted, polished it with sandpaper first, and then slowly began to paint it.

When Yan Jiecheng stopped his work and was about to go back to the house to drink water, Yan Bugui came to his senses and asked, "Jiecheng, why don't you paint these furniture?!"

Yan Jiecheng replied: "Dad, didn't you say it yourself?! Do it yourself and you will have enough food and clothing?!"

"Hey?! This guy is waiting for me here?!" Yan Bugui muttered, "Okay! If you don't want to do it, I'll do it myself." After that, Yan Bugui opened the varnish can and picked up the brush next to it to paint. When he saw that the can was empty without a drop of varnish, his face turned ugly in an instant, and he muttered, "Even you bully me?!"

While Yan Bugui and his son were fighting fiercely, Huang Ying was busy. In the past few days, several police stations have joined forces, and several street offices have cooperated. During this period, several black markets have been shut down and many people have been arrested. However, none of the black market leaders have been caught.

Huang Ying came out of the interrogation room with the interrogation records, just as Zhang Hu came out of the interrogation room next door. The two looked at each other, and Huang Ying asked, "Uncle Zhang, how was the interrogation?!"

Zhang Hu replied, "I didn't find out anything." Then he asked, "How are things going over there?"

Huang Ying replied, "It's still the same as before. I guess those people heard the news and ran away a long time ago."

Zhang Hu nodded in agreement and said, "It's getting late, you should go back early too!"

"Hey!" Huang Ying responded, handed the interrogation records in her hand to Zhang Hu, turned and left.

When Huang Ying returned home, it was almost six o'clock in the evening. He Yuzhu saw that his wife looked tired and asked, "What's wrong?! You came back so late?!" He Yuzhu poured a glass of water and handed it to Huang Ying.

Huang Ying took the cup, took a sip of water, and said, "It's all because of the recent crackdown on the black market. We've been busy for so long, but we haven't caught the black market leaders, let alone the underlings who run the black market."

He Yuzhu muttered in his heart, "I, your husband, am the largest supplier in Pigeon City. Pigeon City has a close relationship with the black market. I casually mentioned your man when I was supplying goods last time, and I guess the people in the black market have dispersed long ago. There's no way you can catch them." He Yuzhu still had a playful smile on his face and said, "The black market has existed for so many years. How many times have you caught them?! We caught them that time. You are wasting your energy. You take a rest first. I'll go heat up the food for you." After that, He Yuzhu turned and went into the kitchen.

After more than ten minutes, He Yuzhu brought out the food. Huang Ying walked to the table, picked up the chopsticks, thought of the furniture at the front door, and asked, "Whose furniture is that in the front yard?!"

He Yuzhu replied, "Whose?! The third uncle in the front yard." He Yuzhu then told Huang Ying about Yan Bugui's family. Huang Ying couldn't help laughing after hearing what He Yuzhu said, "The third uncle's family is so interesting!"

He Yuzhu said: "Without the Third Uncle's house, our courtyard would be less interesting."

Huang Ying heard the hidden meaning in He Yuzhu's words and looked at him curiously. He Yuzhu said, "The third uncle is a little stingy, but he still has the moral bottom line. Since he is called the third uncle, there are two other uncles in our courtyard. The second uncle, you also know that it is Liu Haizhong in the backyard. The first uncle is Yi Zhonghai, who used to live in the east wing. Don't look at Yi Zhonghai's honesty. Others do bad things in the open, but he is bad in the dark. On the surface, he is righteous and moral, but in fact, he is full of evil. Fortunately, he is dead. If he were still alive, our courtyard would not be so peaceful."

Huang Ying said while eating, "You know what, although there is no uncle in charge in our courtyard now, there are fewer things to do than in other courtyards. Originally, the street office wanted to re-elect a uncle in charge in our courtyard. In the end, they thought that the older ones had problems with their thinking, and the ones with progressive ideas were too young. Later, the matter was forgotten. Now that I think about it, it's good to not have an uncle in charge." Then he asked, "Where are your grandparents? Why don't I see them?!"

He Yuzhu replied, "Today Taihe is going to Mentougou to deliver goods. Grandma and grandpa also wanted to go back to visit. So they left with Taihe and took our son with them. He said he would be back in two days."

Huang Ying reminded him, "Yu Shui will take the college entrance exam soon. This is the time to use your brain. You must do a good job in logistics!"

He Yuzhu patted his chest and assured, "Wife, don't worry! I promise to do a good job of logistics." After that, He Yuzhu stood up, walked to the wall where the shoulder bag was hung, took out three bags of milk powder and a bag of cocoa powder from the shoulder bag, walked to the side of Huang Ying, and said, "I got one bag of cocoa powder, you and Yu Shui each take half. Of the three bags of milk powder, you keep a little, and you can give the remaining two bags to her later."

Huang Ying smiled and asked, "Why don't you give it to her yourself?!"

He Yuzhu said: "What's the difference between what I give and what you give?!"

Huang Ying knew what He Yuzhu was thinking. Since her man was so considerate, Huang Ying stopped playing dumb and asked, "Go get some snacks. I'll take them to Yushui after dinner."

He Yuzhu smiled at his wife, walked to the cupboard, opened it, took out two packages, walked to the table, and said, "This is the Tianjin snack I asked my colleague to bring back. Wait a minute, you can take it together!"