Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

"Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, Xiao Yumi, do you want to go to the wedding banquet with daddy?"

"Dad, where are we going to the wedding?"

"Uncle Zhang's house. Didn't Dad tell you yesterday that Uncle Zhang's son was getting married?"

"Is Mom going?"

"Let's go to Wangfujing to pick up Mom first, and then go to Uncle Zhang's house."

"Dad, shall we go over now?"

"Yes, the banquet is about to start, do you want to go?"

"Go."

"Go wash your face. It's as dirty as a kitten's."

"whee."

Today is the 26th day of the sixth lunar month, and Zhang Bei’s son is getting married.

Zhang Bei had greeted Yang Yukun long time ago and asked him to come to his home for the wedding banquet.

Yesterday, Yang Yukun received another call from Zhang Bei, reminding him not to forget the time.

After breakfast in the morning, Xu Jingping went to Zhiweilou Group. Yang Yukun took Xiao Zongzi, Pingping and Xiao Yumi with him and went to Zhiweilou Group to find Xu Jingping first. Then the family of five went straight to Zhang Bei's home.

"Old Zhang."

"Xiaokun, Jingping, you are here, come in and sit down."

"Uncle Zhang."

"Hey, Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, Xiao Yumi, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have grown taller."

"Lao Zhang, sister-in-law, congratulations."

"Thank you."

"Where are my eldest nephew and his wife?"

"They are staying in the house with their classmates. There are more than 30 friends and classmates of Pengpeng and Fanghua."

"Go buy the meal ticket first." Yang Yukun first went to pay the gift money, and then chatted with Zhang Bei casually.

"Dad, Mom." Zhang Bei's son and daughter-in-law came over and said, "Some of my classmates have flights at 12 o'clock. They have to go to the airport to catch the plane later. When can we have dinner?"

"You'd better ask your uncle, he's the chief steward." Zhang Bei said, "This is Uncle Kun and Auntie, do you know them?"

Zhang Chengpeng greeted, "Uncle Kun, Auntie, hello."

Yang Yukun smiled and said, "Hello, congratulations on your marriage. I wish you two a long and happy life together and a son soon."

"Thank you, Uncle Kun, thank you, Auntie."

Although he hasn't seen him for many years, Zhang Chengpeng still remembers Yang Yukun, who is his father's good friend.

The main thing is that Yang Yukun's appearance has not changed at all. He looks younger than him and not old at all. He is still so handsome, worthy of being the most handsome man in the city.

"Old capable."

"What's the matter?"

"Peng Peng has several classmates who need to go to the airport to catch a flight. When can the banquet start?"

"It's almost time. I'll go ask the kitchen how the preparations are going."

After a while, the chief steward called on the neighbors to help set the table and start the feast.

Yang Yukun was dragged by Zhang Bei to drink. Xu Jingping, Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, Xiao Yumi and others had all eaten and left the table, but they were still drinking.

"Xiao Kun, shall I take Xiao Zongzi, Pingping, and Xiao Yumi back first?"

"Okay, you guys go back first."

"Little Zongzi, Pingping, Little Corn, let's go home first."

"Dad, let's go back first."

"it is good."

Yang Yukun couldn't leave the table for a while, so Xu Jingping took the children back to the front building first.

After getting down from the table, Yang Yukun was again pulled by Zhang Bei and refused to leave, insisting that he stay at home for dinner.

There was no choice, so Yang Yukun stayed at Zhang Bei's house for another afternoon and only went home after having dinner there.

When we got home, Xu Jingping and the children, Xu Jingtian and Ming Jirui were having dinner.

"Woof woof woof..."

"Dad is back."

"You're back, brother-in-law. Have you eaten?"

"I ate it, and Lao Zhang insisted on keeping me for dinner and wouldn't let me leave."

Little Zongzi said, "Dad, just now Uncle, Uncle Jian, and Uncle Tu came to look for you, but they left because you were not at home."

"Why are they looking for me?"

"I do not know."

"I'll call them and ask." Yang Yukun picked up the phone and called Han Chunming.

At this moment, Han Chunming, Yang Huajian and Mao Ditu were having dinner in the slum.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Yukun walked over to the compound. "Old lady, aunt, Teacher Su, Teacher Liu, you are eating."

Mother Han said, "Xiao Kun is here, come and have dinner."

"Aunt, I've eaten."

"Eat less."

"Uncle Kun, please sit down. I'll get you some bowls and chopsticks." Feifei ran to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Brother, let me fill your glass." Han Chunming filled Yang Yukun's glass.

Yang Huajian said, "Just now, we went to your house to look for you, but you were not at home."

"Mr. Zhang's son got married. He went to the wedding banquet and just came back."

Mao Tutu asked, "Boss Zhang from Mona Lisa Photo Studio?"

"Correct."

"How old was his son when he got married?"

"Born in 1968, now 25, he has graduated with a PhD."

"Graduating with a PhD at the age of 25, is that amazing?"

"He is really excellent if he goes straight to a Ph.D. at NPU. My daughter-in-law is also a master's student at NPU."

Yang Huajian said: "Xiao Zao and I will be thankful if Xiao Wenzi can get into university in the future, but I can't even think about getting a master's or doctorate degree."

Mao Ditu said, "Shiwu's grades are not good, and he probably won't be able to get into college in the future. Chushi's grades are good. If our family can have another college student in the future, it will most likely be this girl."

Yang Yukun said: "It's still early for Xiao Wenzi and Shiwu to take the college entrance examination. It's too early to draw conclusions now."

Han Chunming said, "That's right. You two have too little confidence in Xiao Wenzi and Shiwu."

"In the final exam for the first half of the semester, I scored 28 points in math and 55 points in Chinese."

"Fifteen is slightly better, math is forty-six, and Chinese is sixty-nine."

Yang Yukun heard this and said, "This result is a bit poor."

Yang Huajian went on to say: "I don't even expect this kid to be able to get into university. It would be good enough if he can get into high school after completing nine years of compulsory education."

"Don't worry. Xiaowenzi will only be in the third grade when school starts, and he will only be in the fourth grade when school starts. He still has several years before entering high school, so there is still a chance to improve his grades."

"I hope so. If it doesn't work, we can send this kid to study in a fake university abroad and bring him back as a sea turtle."

Yang Huajian and Mao Ditu were really helpless with the performance of their two boys.

In order to improve the grades of these two boys, these two top students who graduated from key universities personally tutored them, but it was all in vain, as their brains just wouldn't improve.

If the two boys' grades still don't improve after nine years of compulsory education, we can donate some money to let them go to high school and then send them to college abroad.

"Grandma, Grandma Han, Grandpa Su, Grandma Liu, Uncle..."

"Ping Ping, little corn."

"There's soda in the fridge, go get it yourself."

"okay."

After dinner, Pingping and Xiaoyumi ran to the courtyard to play with Feifei and Mengmeng.

"Chun Ming, Xiao Kun."

"Uncle Guo, have you eaten?"

"I just ate. I drank two liang of wine outside. I found something at Liulichang this morning. Can you two help me take a look?"

"Uncle Guo, you haven't stopped yet?"

Yang Yukun and a few others were enjoying the cool in the yard when Grandpa Guo came back from outside and asked Yang Yukun and Han Chunming to help look after the items he had found in Liulichang that morning.

This old man is really something. His son and daughter-in-law have separated from him and moved out of the slum and no longer care about him, but he is still continuing to look for old things.

"Oh, it's so lively."

"Oh, Director Cheng is back." Yang Yukun and others turned their heads and glanced at the gate. It was Cheng Jianjun and his family of three.

"Uncle Guo, this is what you bought. It's a good thing." Cheng Jianjun saw the hammer-head bottle in Uncle Guo's hand.

Uncle Guo was surprised and asked, "Jianjun, you also understand?"

"Understood."

Cheng Jianjun glanced at Han Chunming and found that he was quite knowledgeable about antiques.

The value of old items is getting higher every year. Cheng Jianjun is naturally dissatisfied that his arch-enemy Han Chunming owns so many old items and has established such a large private museum.

Therefore, Cheng Jianjun has specialized in studying various old objects, especially porcelain, and he has done in-depth research in this area, and he considers himself to be half an expert.

"Jianjun, what do you think of this thing of mine?" Hearing that Cheng Jianjun actually knew something about old things, Grandpa Guo asked Cheng Jianjun to help take a look.

Yang Yukun, Han Chunming and others looked at Cheng Jianjun with great interest. They also wanted to hear what this guy had to say.

"You can tell at first glance that this thing is a Southern Song Dynasty official kiln porcelain. Look at the glaze..."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Cheng Jianjun spoke very logically, citing classics. The more Uncle Guo listened, the more he felt that Cheng Jianjun's views coincided with his own. This guy really knows a lot and is indeed quite capable.

I didn't expect that in this compound, besides Han Chunming and Yang Yukun, there was another expert. (End of this chapter)