Chapter 13 Circle
Coincidentally, after Wang Deming confronted Yi Zhonghai, he suddenly thought that the two rooms in the west wing should be occupied by Jia Dongxu's family. Why didn't anyone come out to watch the fun?
Isn’t it said that Jia Zhang has always been afraid of chaos in the world?

Jia Dongxu must have been very young at that time, but he didn't come out to watch the fun? How weird!
However, Wang Deming could only see vague shadows in the house as if there were people sitting and chatting. He couldn't see anything else clearly, so he didn't pay attention to it. Qin Hui still had three friends.

Yi Zhonghai, whose face was tinged with anger after being rebuked by Wang Deming's well-reasoned remarks, looked at the boy who didn't take him seriously and looked around boredly. He immediately introduced himself loudly with a righteous attitude: "I am the manager of this hospital, Yi Zhonghai!"

"I am responsible for mediating any conflicts that occur in this hospital."

Wang Deming turned around and looked at him in surprise, saying sarcastically, "Oh, so you are not the father of this little boy?"

"You, as the manager, are responsible for resolving conflicts between neighbors in the courtyard, right? But we are not residents of your courtyard, right? At least my house has not been transferred yet."

"Oh, I understand. Master Yi, are you trying to help your relatives instead of your husband?"

In just a short while, the residents in the backyard who heard the noise came over to watch the fun. The first one was a slightly fat middle-aged man who licked his belly and walked in a square step, leading a teenager through the moon gate into the middle courtyard. "What's going on?"

"I am the second uncle who manages this hospital!"

Behind him was a tall and thin middle-aged man, who was also leading a teenager with a long donkey face.

Yan Bugui quickly followed the visitor and introduced the identities of Wang Deming and the other two and what had just happened. The second uncle in charge waved his hand majestically and fired at Yi Zhonghai first: "Old Yi, this classmate is right. We should be reasonable. The government keeps telling us what kind of style we should set."

"Dad, set a new trend."

"Yes, set a new trend. It is definitely wrong for Shazhu to hit someone first."

"You!" Yi Zhonghai was so angry. Wang Deming and his gang were outsiders who bullied the residents in his yard. We should unite to face them! He stomped his feet in anger and pointed at Sha Zhu who was still lying on the ground: "Lao Liu, they are the ones who beat Sha Zhu now!"

The donkey-faced boy jumped to the side of Shazhu who was still lying on the ground, pointed at him and laughed wildly: "Haha, Shazhu, you have come to this day too!"

"You usually just rely on the fact that you are a poor cook and have a lot of strength to bully us in the yard."

"Did you get punished today?"

"you deserve it!"

"Ah!" The donkey-faced boy was suddenly kicked down by Sha Zhu who was lying on the ground. Then Sha Zhu pounced on him and punched him hard several times. "Ah, help!"

"Stupid column!"

"Stupid column!"

Several senior men in charge of the courtyard and the father of the donkey-faced boy all turned pale and rushed forward to pull Sha Zhu away. After the donkey-faced boy got up, he took the opportunity to kick Sha Zhu. Yi Zhonghai then shouted, "Da Mao!"

Uncle Chang watched this farce and shook his head helplessly at Wang Deming: "Deming boy, you see, this is the bad thing about this compound. There are too many families living here, and there are all kinds of people, some are reasonable, and some are unreasonable. It's so annoying to meet unreasonable people."

"That's why I advise you to save some money and buy a smaller one."

Just as Wang Deming opened his mouth to reply.

A little girl supported an old lady with bound feet and appeared at the moon gate connecting the middle and back yards. She saw Sha Zhu being held by several uncles in charge of the yard and cried out "Brother!" and ran to Sha Zhu and hugged his thighs: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Is it because dad is gone that everyone in the yard bullies us?"

After hearing the little girl's cry, several uncles in charge let go of their hands with embarrassed faces. Sha Zhu hugged his sister back and gently touched her head: "Brother, it's okay. Brother and Xu Damao were just playing around."

When Grandpa Chang heard the little girl's crying, he couldn't hold back his anger. He immediately clasped his fists to the other grandpas in the yard and said, "I'm so sorry, everyone. I didn't know the head of this family was gone. I just bullied the weak."

Then he reached into his pockets, from top to bottom. Wang Deming took out a dollar and handed it to him. Uncle Chang took it and handed it to Sha Zhu, "Hey, kid, here's a dollar, take it first."

"If you feel unwell, go find a doctor. I live at No. 81, Gulou East Street, at the entrance of Baochao Hutong. Come and see me anytime."

Sha Zhu stiffened his neck, but still said stubbornly: "No need! I'm in good health."

"Humph, today I saw that you were an old man and you were careless and didn't pay attention to your step."

"Hey! You kid, it's okay! If you feel unwell, just come to me, I guarantee to cure you!" Uncle Chang returned another dollar to Wang Deming, "Yaxuan (Mr. Rong), let's go, have a drink at my place tonight, and let Deming go to the Land Administration Bureau to handle the transfer procedures tomorrow."

"Fourth Master Rong?" At this time, the old lady with bound feet also came over with a cane, looking at the Fourth Master Rong standing in the middle courtyard, and shouted uncertainly: "Are you the Fourth Master Rong of the Ji family?"

Master Rong Si looked at the old woman in confusion. He didn't even know her. He clasped his hands together and said, "Please come in, Rong Yaxuan. Who are you?" "I am the concubine of Zengjia Eleven."

"I've seen you several times at the pawnshop Liu and the big theater in Madaren Hutong."

Fourth Master Rong said "Oh" and remembered, "You are from the eleventh master of Zenglin's family, the third branch of Zeng's family."

Fourth Master Rong turned his head and looked around the yard, and suddenly realized: "This house was left to you by Master Zeng Shiyi? Yes, next to it is Qinlao Hutong. It's a pity that Master Zeng Shiyi died young."

"But what about the main room?"

The old lady with bound feet knew what Fourth Master Rong meant. Even if he sold the house or rented it out, why didn't he keep the main house to live in? So she smiled and explained, "Well, why would an old lady like me live in such a big house? The back house is pretty good now."

"Besides, who would have thought that the money before liberation is no longer money?"

"First, the supply coupons during the Japanese occupation, and then the legal tender and gold yuan coupons. In the morning, you can buy 10 kilograms of white flour, but in the evening, you can only exchange it for 2 kilograms of steamed bread."

The old lady pointed at Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai and said, "It's a good thing that this silly boy's father is a cook, and Yi Zhonghai and his wife remember what I eat, which allows an old woman like me to live to this day."

"Isn't this courtyard close to Loubancheng's ironworks?"

Although there was no word about selling in the whole article, Fourth Master Rong understood it and smiled freely: "Well, it's good to have a place to live and food to eat. It was not easy to survive those days."

"My name is Wang Yaxuan now. I set up a stall in Houhai and sell furs from my family. I can barely make a living."

Pointing at Wang Deming, he said, "I, a junior, just bought two rooms in the east wing of the front yard. If you have any problems in the future, please ask him to help pass on the message."

"Oh, what's going on?" Then Fourth Master Rong clasped his fists to the old lady with bound feet and explained again: "Originally, my second brother Chang just casually asked if the main house was for sale or if he could pay for a new one? I don't know why he became so mean. Both the child's parents are gone."

"We all know each other anyway. If the child has any health problems in the future, he can come to Brother Chang or me."

When the old lady with bound feet heard Mr. Rong Si talking about changing rooms, she glanced at Sha Zhu and asked tentatively, "Sha Zhu, did your father leave you any money when he passed away? How do you and Yu Shui live?"

"Just now, Fourth Master Rong said that paying for a new house is a good idea."

Sha Zhu straightened his back and shouted in dissatisfaction, his tone full of resentment: "I won't change even if I have to pay. With or without my dad, I can still protect these three rooms and take care of the rain!"

"If anyone wants to take my house, I will fight him to the death!"

Well, as the saying goes, even if the deal fails, the friendship remains, but don’t bother with this little boy.

Old Man Chang glanced at Fourth Master Rong, who once again clasped his fists with the old lady and said, "That's it for today. See you later."

After Wang Deming and the other two left the yard, Yi Zhonghai regained his former dignity and shouted, "Everyone go away!"

Then he continued to educate the second uncle Liu Haizhong: "Old Liu, what happened today is equivalent to outsiders coming to our yard to bully people. We must unite as one and face the outside world in unison."

"If someone comes to bully Shazhu today, someone will come to bully Guangqi and Damao tomorrow?"

Liu Haizhong glared: "They dare?"

While the people in the courtyard were still there, Yi Zhonghai continued to promote his theory: "We all live in the same courtyard, so it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts, but if there are any internal issues, we can solve them ourselves behind closed doors."

"But once someone from outside bullies us, we must unite."

The central courtyard finally returned to calm, but the old Jia family, the matchmaker, and Jia Zhang in the west wing continued to flatter each other: "Dongxu is really a handsome man!"

"At such a young age, he has entered the factory in Loubancheng and has also apprenticed to senior worker Master Yi. His future is limitless! Sister Jia, you can just wait and enjoy the good life in the future."

Jia Dongxu had a smug look on his face. Although he was also wearing a khaki Mao suit, he was habitually hunched over, perhaps because of his work or his sitting posture.

Qin Huairu was afraid of comparison in everything. She felt very uncomfortable thinking about the glimpse she had just taken of Wang Deming in the courtyard. She tilted her head slightly and stole a glance at Jia Dongxu. She frowned slightly. The gap was too big.
Jia Dongxu noticed Qin Huairu's sneak glance and felt very happy. Thanks to my mother's idea, how could I find such a beautiful girl in the city with my conditions? And it was obvious that this girl had been attracted by his handsome appearance.

"Ahem," Jia Dongxu coughed lightly, wanting to show off more of himself like a peacock spreading its tail. "Although I'm still an apprentice at the factory, my master said that he will teach me step by step, and I will soon be able to become a formal worker."

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(End of this chapter)