Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

As the days passed, Zhao Cheng returned to his normal state. Every day, apart from going to work to deal with some trivial matters, he would patrol the streets. His life was very fulfilling every day.

Pingping had already gone to work at the steel mill. Every day after get off work, she would clean the house and prepare meals for Zhao Cheng to eat when he came home. She rarely interacted with the people in the compound. However, Pingping was someone who listened to Zhao Cheng very much.

At the courtyard gate, Zhao Cheng came back on his bicycle. As soon as he entered, he saw Yan Fugui tending to his flowers and plants in the yard.

"Uncle Yan, are you busy?" Zhao Cheng walked in pushing a cart.

"Xiao Zhao, are you off work?" Yan Fugui looked up at Zhao Cheng, and seeing the bicycle Zhao Cheng was pushing, he felt that Zhao Cheng was really a spendthrift.

His family bought a bicycle more than six months ago, and his wife rides it to work. Yan Fugui couldn't understand why a kitchen helper would ride a bicycle to work. But now, Zhao Cheng came back today pushing another bicycle. How could Yan Fugui, a lifelong meticulous person, not be offended?

"Xiao Zhao, are you buying another one? Your family already has two bicycles. Do you two really need to buy so many bicycles?" Yan Fugui couldn't help nagging.

"Hey, we can't spend the money we earn, so we thought we should buy what we need now while the burden is light. Once we have children, we won't have money to buy more!" Zhao Cheng said the excuse he had thought of long ago.

Did Zhao Cheng tell Yan Fugui that in a few years, even if you wanted to buy a bicycle, you wouldn't need money? You'd need a ticket? It only costs a little over two yuan now, but in a few years, it would cost nearly four hundred yuan, including the bicycle ticket! And often, the source of the tickets is hard to explain, which is why there are so few bicycles in the courtyard in the original drama.

"Speaking of children, your wife has been pregnant for three months, right? Have you asked someone to check whether it is a boy or a girl?" Yan Fugui asked curiously.

"What's there to ask? Boys and girls are the same! Just go with the flow!" Zhao Cheng was quite open-minded.

"How can they be the same? Look at the Central Courtyard. Old Jia has one son, He Daqing has a son and a daughter, but Old Yi has no children. You didn't see the envious look in his eyes!" Yan Fugui walked up to Zhao Cheng and whispered.

"Haha, Uncle Yan, when it comes to having sons, the best in this courtyard has to be Master Liu from the backyard. He has three, three boys! You only have two, do you need to have more?" Zhao Cheng joked with Old Yan.

Old Yan was only in her early thirties, and Aunt Yan had already given birth to her second child, meaning she was ready to be liberated. Old Yan was a bit competitive with Old Liu, saying, "You have three sons, so I must have more." Finally, she gave birth to Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi. Four children! She successfully surpassed Liu Haizhong and became the person with the most children in the compound.

"Hey, don't use me as a cymbal!" Yan Fugui listened to Zhao Cheng's teasing, but he didn't get angry. Having more children means having a larger family, and they won't be bullied! This is what people value in this era.

"Brother Cheng, it's time to go home for dinner!" Pingping's voice came from the door.

"Okay, Uncle Yan, I'm going home to eat first. I'm hungry!" Zhao Cheng heard Pingping's call and stopped chatting with Yan Fugui. He said goodbye and went home.

"Tsk, I have some money but I don't know how to spend it. Two people and two bicycles, I have nothing to burn!" Yan Fugui looked at Zhao Cheng's back and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Brother Cheng, what are you talking about with the guy across the street?" Pingping took the backpack from Zhao Cheng's hand, brought a basin of water for Zhao Cheng to wash his hands, and asked casually.

"What else is there to talk about? Old Yan is jealous because he saw that I bought another bicycle! In our yard, we are the only family that bought bicycles, and two at that. How can we not be jealous of them? These guys are all rich, but they just don't want to spend it." Zhao Cheng wiped his hands, put down the towel, and quickly helped Pingping sit at the dining table.

"Look at you, too. We both save some money after paying for daily expenses, and you bought a bicycle. How can you not get criticized by them?" Pingping was also confused.

"Hehe, this is my foresight. You will understand it in a few years!" Zhao Cheng made a puzzlement.

"You, have dinner!" Pingping trusted Zhao Cheng absolutely, so she bought it. It was not like they were short of money, they just didn't want to spend it.

"Your pregnancy is almost showing this month. Can you ask for leave from the factory? You go to and from get off work by yourself all day long, and you have to cook and wash clothes when you get home. I'm a little worried!" Zhao Cheng looked at Pingping's belly while eating.

"It's okay. An older sister in our kitchen told me that she was nine months pregnant and still went to work. She only stayed at home for a few days when she was about to give birth, and went back to work after the confinement period. I'm only three months pregnant. There's nothing to be afraid of!" Pingping touched her belly with a happy face when she heard what Zhao Cheng said.

Pingping knew that with the child, Zhao Cheng was completely in her hands!

"Okay, just be careful in your daily life. Be especially careful when riding a bike. Exercise more so that you can have a smoother childbirth in the future!" Zhao Cheng knew that there was no caesarean section at that time. Women could only give birth naturally, so they had to exercise more, otherwise it would be easy to have a difficult delivery.

"Oh, don't worry, I know it myself! What if I haven't given birth yet and haven't seen it?" Pingping heard Zhao Cheng's nagging. She was harsh in her words, but she felt sweet in her heart!

After dinner, Zhao Cheng picked up the washbasin and went out to wash clothes. Although he told Pingping to exercise more, Zhao Cheng still did what he could do by himself. Otherwise, Pingping would get tired easily, which would be troublesome.

"Zhao Cheng is out washing clothes again? Where is your wife?" Jia Zhang was sitting at the door of her house by the pool in the middle courtyard. When she saw Zhao Cheng coming over with a basin to wash clothes, she hurriedly greeted him.

"My wife is washing dishes at home. My clothes are thin this summer, so I can wash them myself. Has Aunt Jia finished eating?" Zhao Cheng looked at Jia Zhang's wealthy face and was also curious. Could it be that she was pretending now, and her true face would be revealed after Old Jia died?

In fact, it was not that Zhao Cheng could not see clearly, but that Jia Zhangshi did not dare to use her tricks on Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng was a police officer at the police station, and Jia Zhangshi could not afford to offend such a public servant.

If Zhao Cheng changes his job, do you think Jia Zhang will speak to him in such a friendly manner?

"Your wife is blessed. In the whole city of Beiping, there is no kitchen helper who rides a bicycle to and from get off work. You are so good to your wife!" Jia Zhang was still flattering her when she heard Jia Dongxu's shouting from outside the yard.

"Mom, have you cooked? I'm hungry!"

"Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat. The rice is in the pot! Wait until your dad comes back before eating!" When Jia Zhang heard her eldest son's shout, she didn't say anything and started scolding him directly.

Zhao Cheng saw this from the side and found that this person resembled Jia Zhangshi in his memory.

Jia Dongxu is only 16 now, in middle school. He'll graduate next year. This little brat is eating me to death. The more he eats, the faster he gets hungry. But Zhao Cheng knows it's unlikely that Little Jia will make it to graduation. From the TV series, Old Jia seems to be dying. Either this year or the first half of next year, Little Jia will have to take over and be accepted as a disciple by the Taoist Priest, and Yi Zhonghai begins to plot.