Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

"Row."

Yan Bugui put down his kettle and hurried home to get his fishing equipment.

five minutes later.

"Fanzi, why don't you go by bike?"

Yan Bugui looked at Jiang Fan holding the fishing rod and fish basket, and had no intention of pushing the cart.

"It's all because of that shit. I don't know which old bastard told me at the factory that I was a spendthrift and wasted money by refurbishing two junk cars.

You know my dad and my brother aren't good at socializing. It can only be proven by actual experience. I can't really be labeled a prodigal son, that's too bad.

"Indeed, if someone from our hospital did this, it would be unkind."

"That's right. It's obvious that this guy has no son. I envy my dad for having such an outstanding son like me. Hey, uncle, Brother Dongxu, are you going to work?"

As he was speaking, Jiang Fan saw Yi Zhonghai coming out of the middle courtyard with a dark face. It was obvious that he had heard everything that had just been said.

Yi Zhonghai replied perfunctorily, "Okay, going to work." He walked away without even looking at the two of them, and Jia Dongxu followed closely behind him.

"What kind of person is this? You have no manners at all."

Jiang Fan said as he looked at Yi Zhonghai's back.

Yan Bugui didn't say anything. Based on his understanding of Yi Zhonghai, he knew that Yi Zhonghai was ready to kill Jiang Fan. If he could say a word to Jiang Fan now, it would mean that Yi Zhonghai could endure it.

This is indeed the case. Last night, Yi Zhonghai returned home and was so angry that he smashed the teacup again and again. The sound was so loud that Yan Bugui could hear it.

Jiang Fan naturally heard it, otherwise he wouldn't have greeted him.

There are many ways to deal with the beasts in the courtyard. The most direct one is to kill them all, but this is unrealistic and Jiang Fan cannot do it.

Or if they just killed the old deaf man, Yi Zhonghai, and Jia Zhangshi, the courtyard would be completely peaceful. Even if something happened, it would be a trivial matter between neighbors.

Jiang Fan’s choice is to live a good and prosperous life and make them angry to death.

……

"Master, I want to apologize for what happened to my mother yesterday. You know my mother is not well-educated and doesn't understand many things. Please be magnanimous and don't argue with her."

On the way to work, Jia Dongxu said to Yi Zhonghai, whose face was ashen. After listening to Jia Dongxu's words, Yi Zhonghai's face looked a little better.

"Well, Dongxu, Master didn't take this matter to heart. You and I are master and apprentice, father and son, so there's no need to be too polite. Besides, don't I know what kind of person your mother is? Just remind her more often in the future."

"I know, Master. I told my mother about it after I got home yesterday, and she knows she was wrong."

"That's the right thing to do, Dongxu. It's no wrong for a parent to do anything wrong. Your mother and I are doing this for your own good.

Originally, I thought that Jiang Fan had the skills to refurbish bicycles, so I asked him to give a bicycle to every household in the yard for free, giving him a chance to contribute to the yard.

Who knew that Jiang Fan was such an ungrateful person.

Look, he almost pissed off Second Uncle yesterday. He doesn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young, and he'll definitely be an unfilial son in the future. Dongxu, you can't learn from him!"

Yi Zhonghai taught Jia Dongxu earnestly, using Jiang Fan as a negative example, and instilled in him the idea of ​​"respecting the elderly and loving the young, and being filial to the elderly" from time to time.

Jia Dongxu also nodded repeatedly, indicating that his master was right and that he would definitely be a filial person.

……

Shichahai.

"Uncle, if you have something to say, let's get to it. But there's one thing: if you're thinking of asking me to help you refurbish your bike, you'd better not ask. I just caught some fish, don't bother me."

Jiang Fan took out a crucian carp weighing more than four taels and said to Yan Bugui who looked troubled.

"This? What else can I say? Let's go fishing."

Although Yan Bugui already knew the answer, he was still a little disappointed when he heard Jiang Fan say that. But then he said, "Then lend me some of your bait. Yours is very useful."

Chapter 15: Old Man Chen Comes to the Door

At noon, Jiang Fan was on his way home.

Jiang Fan returned home carrying half a bucket of fish weighing about ten pounds, while Yan Bugui's bucket contained only seven or eight small fish, weighing about one and a half pounds.

Yan Bugui was very happy. In the past, when he went fishing, he was lucky to catch two or three small fish. But this time, after borrowing Jiang Fan's bait, he could catch as much as five or six times.

"Jiang Fan, your bait is really useful. How did you make it?"

The bait used by Yan Bugui was all earthworms, and sometimes he would mix it with some wild grass, platycodon and other folk remedies, but as for the effect, it was of little use.

"Cook corn with cow dung."

Jiang Fan made up a story. He didn't believe that Yan Bugui would dare to use corn as bait, and he didn't believe that a teacher like him would really do such a thing.

If Yan Bugui really does it and cooks corn with cow dung in the yard, then Jiang Fan will think he is awesome!

"Corn? That's food. Isn't this a waste?"

Yan Bugui felt a little distressed.

"Third Uncle, you're usually so calculating, how come you're so confused now?"

"Why am I so confused?"

"A cob of corn only costs a few dollars. Look, I only used about twenty cobs today. I chopped them up and used them for a whole morning of fishing. Twenty cobs of corn, ten pounds of fish. Tell me if it's worth it."

After hearing Jiang Fan's words, Yan Bugui suddenly understood, "It's worth it, it's really worth it!"

Seeing Yan Bugui's happy expression, Jiang Fan remained silent. Regardless of whether he was using cow dung to cook the corn, if he said it was, then it was. If you don't believe me, try it.

As for not being able to catch fish after using cow dung to cook corn, don’t ask. If you ask, it’s because your skills are not good enough, the weather is bad, the fishing spot is not good, the fishing rod is not good, the hook is too small, and the fishing line is bad!

Anyway, it has nothing to do with Jiang Fan’s bait.

When Jiang Fan returned to the courtyard, he saw Old Man Chen from the middle courtyard sitting at the door, as if waiting for someone.

"Hey, Third Uncle, Fanzi, are you guys back from fishing?"

As soon as Old Man Chen saw Jiang Fan, he immediately walked up to him.

"Hello, Uncle Chen. I've been fishing all morning and I'm planning to go home for dinner."

Jiang Fan greeted politely, then returned to the house and handed the fish to his mother, Shen Yue.

"We caught so many crucian carp, how are we going to eat them?"

Shen Yue frowned. She didn't like crucian carp very much because it had too many bones, which made it difficult to clean and consumed a lot of oil.

"My rod isn't working very well. I'll change my gear in a couple of days and catch some grass carp. Mom, what are we having for lunch?"

Jiang Fan had wanted to change his fishing rod for a long time. He originally thought of asking his father to ask if there was anyone who made fishing rods. Later, when the system came out, he waited for the sign-in and delivery.

"Mixed noodles, I'll go clean up. Take the money this afternoon and buy some tofu. I'll make soup tonight. Also, Uncle Chen seems to want to talk to you about something."

"Uncle Chen is looking for me? Not my dad? Forget it, I'll go out and take a look."

Jiang Fan washed his hands and wiped them on his clothes.

When I went out, sure enough, Old Man Chen was still in the front yard.

"Uncle Chen, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Jiang Fan went straight to the point without any unnecessary greetings.

"Ah? Yes, something happened."

It seemed that Old Man Chen was caught off guard as he didn't expect Jiang Fan to be so direct.

"Jiang Fan, can I go to your house and talk to you?"

Old man Chen glanced at the yard. It was noon now and everyone was cooking at home, so there were not many people around.

"Okay, come in, Uncle Chen."

After leading him in, Jiang Fan poured Uncle Chen a glass of water.

"Uncle Chen, please tell me what's going on. But you know, I'm just a child, and I can't make decisions on big matters."

"It's nothing serious. Your brother Dagang recently talked about a marriage and it's already been arranged. The wedding will be on the 27th.

"Since you're the only family in our compound with two bicycles, I'd like to ask you to provide one to pick up the bride. We'll all follow the rules. We'll do what needs to be done, and it won't be a problem."

"That's a good thing. I can make the decision. Okay, when the date is set, just notify us in advance."

When Jiang Fan heard about borrowing a car for a wedding, he agreed immediately. In this day and age, getting married is a big deal, so no matter how busy you are, you still have to help.

"Thank you, Jiang Fan."

Old man Chen looked a little hesitant. He looked outside the door and then at Jiang Fan.

"What's wrong, Mr. Chen? Is there anything else?"

Jiang Fan took the initiative to speak, and at this time he also understood that this was another person like Yan Bugui who wanted to find him to build a car.

"Jiang Fan, I want to ask you, how much did you spend on refurbishing that bicycle? Can I buy it back for a higher price?"

Old man Chen said this as if he had made a great decision.

"Uncle Chen! Please don't hurt me! This business is speculation, and it's something as big as a bicycle. If I get caught, I'll be finished."

Jiang Fan never expected that the usually honest Mr. Chen actually wanted to buy a car from him instead of accumulating them.

"Alas! Jiang Fan, I don't want to hurt you, but there's really nothing I can do. Your brother Dagang is getting married, and everything was going well, but a few days ago, the woman sent a message saying that she must have a bicycle at home.

My family is rich, so buying a car is no problem. I just don't have a ticket. I went to the black market a few times and had the letter. But when I went there yesterday, the black market was raided. I was just one day away from getting one!"

Uncle Chen started to cry as he spoke. It was just that little bit short. I got the news the night before yesterday, and Dagang happily went to talk to his partner about it yesterday. He will definitely be able to buy a bicycle.

As a result, at night, the black market was suddenly raided. How can we seek justice for this?

As soon as my grandson came home, he started crying while hugging his quilt. The whole family didn't sleep well last night.

Jiang Fan didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only say that Chen Dagang was unlucky.

"Uncle Chen, I really can't sell this bicycle. You've lived in this yard for so many years. I don't believe you haven't seen the moral character of the people in this yard. If I sell my bicycle to you today, I will have to go to jail tomorrow."

"Alas! Jiang Fan, I was wrong. Just pretend I was never here today."

Hearing Jiang Fan mention the people in the yard, Uncle Chen also reacted and wiped away his tears, "You are right, I can't let you get involved."

"Mr. Chen, since you don't have a ticket, have you ever thought about going to a trust store or a pawn shop?"

"What is a trust store? Can a pawn shop still sell things?" Uncle Chen looked confused, as if Jiang Fan was talking nonsense.

Jiang Fan was stunned. He only knew about trust stores when he read novels, and he really didn't know when the trust store was established.

"Trust shops buy and sell second-hand goods, similar to shopping malls, except everything inside is second-hand. They sell for money, no receipts required, and the procedures are legal. I just heard from my classmates that there might be people selling bicycles there. There are some in Dongdan, Xisi, and Caishikou. You can go and have a look and ask."

"Okay, I'll go ask right away. Thank you, Jiang Fan. I bow to you, sir."

"Please don't, don't bother me. Go and ask quickly. Maybe if you're too late, they'll have already bought it."

When Uncle Chen heard this, he nodded and said, "Yes, I have to go and take a look."

After saying that, he left without caring about Jiang Fan and rushed out. It seemed that he was really worried that if he was a step too late, he would not be able to buy a car.

"How come everyone doesn't know there are trust stores?"

Jiang Fan murmured.

"Do you think everyone can read a newspaper?"

After hearing what Jiang Fan said, Jiang's mother, Shen Yue, said, "When the Trust Store opened, it only put an advertisement in the newspaper. Look, who in our courtyard can read the newspaper? Uncle San can read it, but he's not willing to spend money on it.

Yi Zhonghai might know, but he never said it in the yard."

Chapter 16: The Struggle between Jia Zhangshi and Zhao Hongmei

Old man Chen went out and asked questions along the way, and finally arrived at the trust store.

Unlike the bright and beautiful department store, the trust store was a bit shabby and had a strange smell inside. There were very few customers and the salesperson was lying on the table with a sleepy look on his face.

The atmosphere presented by the entire store is incompatible with the passion of the current era.

When Old Man Chen walked in, he immediately saw the bicycle he wanted to buy. His eyes lit up and he quickly walked over to take a closer look.

Then he walked up to the salesperson and asked, "Comrade, I'd like to ask, is that bicycle for sale?"