That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 309: Never be a drag on the child

Yu Xiufen and Zou Mengcheng fell in love with Li Ye's yard and started cleaning it on the spot.

Cleaning the windows, sweeping the yard, carrying the few pieces of furniture here and there, doing tricks, it was so cold in the winter that I kept busy.

Li Ye only worked for half an hour before giving up.

It's not that he was lazy, it was because these three people worked so carefully. After Li Ye finished cleaning, they had to clean it again.

Especially Wang Zhiyuan, who didn't say a word for a long time, wished he could wipe the cement floor to shine and make it cleaner and tidier than his senior sister Yu Xiufen.

Li Ye asked himself that he was not a sloppy person, but compared with them.

[Should I compete with them on how tidy they are? I'm a landlord, so it would be nice if I don't wear big pants and flip-flops. 】

"Leave the key here. I'll contact the workers for you. In a few days, they will come to remodel a bathroom and fix the toilet."

Li Ye threw down the keys and turned around to leave. He would rather drive a rickshaw for two hours than do sanitation for an hour.

"Why are you going? We're going to eat soon."

"I'm not going to eat. I ate too much at lunch, and now I'm still in a panic!"

Yu Xiufen threw down the rag and chased her out, saying, "Li Ye, don't bother me. Our unit has a bathhouse and there is a public toilet at the alley outside the door. If you have money, don't spend it carelessly."

"What do you mean by spending money indiscriminately?" Li Ye said as he went out: "This is called sincere service to tenants, which is the basic quality of a conscientious landlord. Okay, senior sister, I'll say goodbye. I'm leaving."

After leaving the courtyard, Li Ye drove to Zhongguancun.

A group of veterans led by Jiang Hong basically live in houses in Zhongguancun. There are so many talented people in that group.

There are carpenters, masons, and even a paper framer who can make paper. They took the time to make the bathroom in Zaojun Temple.

When Li Ye arrived at Zhongguancun, the sky was almost dark, and there were few pedestrians on the cold and windy road.

As the car turned into the village, the road narrowed. There was a short girl in front of her, struggling to drag a thick dead branch forward.

The dead branches must have been blown down by the strong wind, and with their tangled branches, most of the road was blocked at once.

The biting north wind was so cold that it made the little girl shrink her neck. Moreover, she had no gloves, so she kept turning her hands to breathe.

But no matter how difficult it was, she had no intention of throwing away the big branch.

Firewood in winter is much more valuable than the hole in a child's hand.

"Drip~"

Li Ye pressed the horn and signaled the other person to move to the side, otherwise he would run over him with his car and crush his firewood, which would inevitably mean that he would end up saying some greetings to his elders behind his back.

But when the little girl heard the sound of the car, she dropped the firewood and stuck to the roadside like a frightened rabbit.

Li Ye said he was very sorry. The car horn in 83 worked so well. Pedestrians would give way to you as soon as you pressed it. Unlike decades later, the more you pressed it, the harder it was to move. If you pressed it again, you would lie down on the ground and you would be beaten until the court. Have to pay.

But just as Li Ye turned the steering wheel, trying to go around as close to the left as possible, he found that the little girl was excitedly waving her arms at Li Ye.

"It's just a car, do you need to be so excited? This is not a remote mountainous area."

Li Ye was surprised and drove around the big firewood, but only drove ten meters. He suddenly stepped on the brakes, put the car in reverse gear and reversed back.

Because of the floral cotton-padded jacket that the little girl was wearing, Li Ye felt very familiar.

A few days ago, Li Ye seemed to have seen his sister making cotton-padded jackets at Zaojun Temple!

Li Ye reversed the car, opened the door and got out.

The little girl hurriedly stumbled and said: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

When Li Ye heard her accent from Jin Province, he immediately made a guess.

Yang Yumin is from Jin Province. Although he has been in the capital for three years, he still has a bit of an old Western flavor.

So Li Ye smiled and asked the little girl: "Is your surname Yang?"

The little girl nodded timidly and glanced at Li Ye in surprise.

Li Ye pointed to his Volga and asked, "Do you know this car?"

The little girl nodded again.

Li Ye added: "I am your brother's classmate, my name is Li Ye."

The little girl's face suddenly burst into laughter: "Are you Sister Xiaoyue's younger brother? Sister Xiaoyue and my brother were talking about you yesterday."

Okay, even sister Xiaoyue has been called, what should we do?

Li Ye asked: "How far away is your home? Let me help you drag the firewood back!"

The little girl quickly shook her head and refused: "It's not far, not far, I can do it myself, don't get your clothes dirty."

"I don't have to drag it with my hands."

Li Ye was wearing a custom-made woolen coat, which was obviously not suitable for work, but wasn't he driving a car?

He opened the trunk and sure enough he saw a rope.

For cars these days, it is normal for cars to fail to start on the road, so a tow rope is basically always available.

Li Ye took out the rope, tied one end to the firewood, and hung the other end on Volga's tail hook.

"Come on, get in the car and show me the way."

"Mmm Good."

The little girl opened the door and got in the car. Li Ye saw the way she got in, and it was obvious that she had been sitting in the car for a long time.

"Go left at the intersection ahead, turn right at the third alley and the third house is there."

"Did my sister come to your house yesterday?"

"Yeah, sister Xiaoyue brought us a lot of food yesterday."

"When did you come to the capital?"

"We have been here for more than a month. My brother said that sister Xiaoyue bought our house with help. My mother asked my brother to invite you to our house several times to thank you, but sister Xiaoyue said that you are very busy. "

The little girl was not wary of Li Ye. Li Ye asked her what she said, and she soon understood the situation.

She is Yang Yumin's sister, named Yang Yujiao. This time she came from her hometown in Shanxi Province with her mother, Yang Huaihua. My sister Li Yue comes over about once a week, so she is already very familiar with Yang Yujiao.

"Ah~"

Li Ye looked at the chattering Yang Yujiao, feeling a little regretful.

It would be nice if Yang Yumin looked similar to Yang Yujiao.

If Yang Yujiao's appearance is rated at 8.5 points, Yang Yumin can score at most 7 points.

As for Li Ye's sister Li Yue, she looks similar to Li Ye and is a perfect 9.9 beauty. Otherwise, how could she have been scolded by her grandmother Wu Juying for being "picked" after a series of failed blind dates in Qingshui County?

In addition, as Li Ye's sister, Li Yue is definitely the Bai Fumei among Bai Fumei.

However, Li Ye actually also knew that if he really judged rationally, Yang Yumin, an 80-level Beijing University student, was actually a "golden turtle son-in-law" who could be called a potential stock.

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Yang Yujiao's home is not far from Li Ye's house in Zhongguancun, just over 200 meters away.

When she arrived at the door of her house, Yang Yujiao untied the rope and dragged the big branch toward the door without waiting for Li Ye to do anything, shouting as she dragged it back.

"Mom, my brother's classmate is here. He is sister Xiaoyue's brother."

Li Ye helped Yang Yujiao get the branches into the yard and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket coming out of the hall. She must be Yang Yumin's wife, Yang Huaihua.

Seeing Li Ye, Yang Huaihua hurriedly greeted with a smile: "My dear, don't do this, don't do it. Come inside quickly and have a bowl of shaved noodles to warm yourself up. It's cold outside!"

Li Ye said with a smile: "No, auntie, I actually stopped by to identify myself. Come here with Yang Yumin another day!"

"How can that be done? We don't have such a rule in our family before leaving without eating."

Yang Huaihua walked over in a few steps, grabbed Li Ye's arm and led him into the main room.

Li Ye couldn't resist Yang Huaihua, so he had to follow him into the main room.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, far less decent than Li Ye's Zaojun Temple courtyard house, but it is very clean.

The noodle soup was already boiling on the stove, and the prepared noodles were put aside. Mushrooms, peppers, and green garlic were already prepared. Li Ye came just in time.

Yang Huaihua picked up the dough and started slicing the noodles into the pot, and there was a "crackling" sound in the yard. It was obviously Yang Yujiao who was arranging the thick branch.

Li Ye wanted to go out to help, but Yang Huaihua refused to let him go.

"Just a little firewood, Yujiao will finish it in a while, she's so quick!"

When Li Ye came in, he saw a pile of firewood piled neatly in the corner of the yard. It was probably saved by Yang Yujiao, the little squirrel, day by day.

The couple worked very quickly, and in less than ten minutes, the noodles were out of the pot. Yang Yujiao also came in to wash her hands and sat down at the small dining table.

Three large bowls of shaved noodles were served, and Yang Huaihua prepared various ingredients for Li Ye.

"My dear, what do you think of it? They say that people in the capital are very sophisticated in their food. We here pay attention to the benefits. Can you give us some advice?"

Li Ye couldn't be pretentious anymore. He ate a big bowl and felt really good.

Especially the flavor of Jin Province aged vinegar is really authentic.

"Auntie, your bowl of noodles is really good. If you open a noodle shop in the capital, your business will be prosperous."

"It doesn't matter whether it is prosperous or not, as long as it can earn enough food for me and my daughter. If we can't earn it, we will go back to our hometown. I promise not to pay a penny of Yumin's salary."

After listening to Yang Huaihua's words, Li Ye always felt that something was wrong, so he smiled and said: "Auntie, you are right. As the saying goes, raising a son will protect you from old age. You have raised a son, Yang Yumin, so you shouldn't spend a few dollars on him. ?”

"No, no," Yang Huaihua waved her hands repeatedly, "It is his blessing that Yu Min came to the capital. We women are not greedy, so we cannot drag down our children."

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Looking at Yang Huaihua's nervous eyes, Li Ye thought about it.

Yang Huaihua is showing her attitude to herself!

This is the same as the marriage conditions in some areas a few decades later - you need a car, a house, and no parents. Once the son gets married, the mother will raise the wall.

But in the 1980s, this kind of thinking was very rare. It was not uncommon for mothers-in-law to sit on top of their sons and daughters-in-law and dominate them.

If this is ignored, then the son and daughter-in-law will be stabbed in the back.

Li Ye smiled without saying anything, and asked Yang Yujiao to serve him a bowl of noodles. After he ate it happily, the nervous look on Yang Huaihua's face completely disappeared.

After eating, Li Ye stood up and said goodbye, and the little girl Yang Yujiao saw Li Ye off.

When getting on the car at the door, Li Ye suddenly asked her: "Yujiao, why haven't you seen your father?"

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Yang Yujiao was stunned and whispered: "I am farming in my hometown!"

The night was a little dark, and Li Ye couldn't see clearly what was in Yang Yujiao's eyes, but he could feel something strange about her.

"Oh, that's good too."

Li Ye quickly got in the car and started the car and drove away.

(End of this chapter)