Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 245
  Shazhu saw his second uncle put down his chopsticks and turned to look at him happily, without any further qualms.

"Yesterday, the director of our cafeteria came to me to talk about the grade examinations after the new year. Before leaving, for some reason he suddenly asked me whether you sell your leather.

Now that I have said this, I am thinking of giving him two of the ones you gave me, but I am afraid that something else will be involved, so I want to get an idea from you. "

After listening to what Silly Zhu said, He Yuanchao was stunned for a moment and then quickly realized that it must have been spread that he gave Liang Weimin a wolf skin.

It was just like Li Jiefang and the others said, there were no secrets in the office building of the steel rolling mill. I thought I had done this very secretly, but I never thought that even the canteen director had heard about it now.

These old guys from the mixed agency are really a bit underwhelmed in the steel rolling mill. With their sharp ears and eyes and ability to inquire about information, in the war years, they are estimated to be intelligence experts.

He Yuanchao made up a line in his mind about the old steel mill guys who were gossiping, and then he said to Silly Zhu who was eagerly waiting for a reply: "I thought it was a big deal. I'll keep those leathers you have at home. When the saltpeter is ready in the next year, I will give him two more."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Silly Zhu, who was nodding his head, could open his mouth to speak, He Yuanchao smiled and continued: "Forget it, a good man will do his best to send Buddha to the West. Since he has to send it to the West, it's better to do it earlier to save you." The director is worried.

In this way, you and your aunt go to my house tomorrow morning, pick out the good ones and give him two. "

The King of Hell felt that the kid was so difficult to deal with. He Yuanchao would have been too lazy to bother with it if he hadn't been afraid that the director of the canteen would put small shoes on Silly Zhu.

In the original drama, Silly Zhu relied on his cooking skills to talk about this and quarrel with that in the factory. I guess only novels and TV series dare to do this in real life. The boss will teach you how to kill people at the highest level in minutes.

Even if I can't fire you, I still have to torture you to death. In such a big steel factory, there are dirty jobs and there are too many places no one wants to go.

He Yuanchao thought about a lot of things in his mind in a flash. Silly Zhu didn't have those fancy thoughts. His second uncle who sent them early and late could just worry about making up his mind.

"Okay, I understand, Uncle Er."

After agreeing, Shazhu casually picked up the wine bottle on the table, shook it and said, "Second uncle, there isn't much left. We both can drink it."

Knowing Shazhu's drinking capacity, and it was Chinese New Year, He Yuanchao did not refuse, jokingly saying: "Drinking is fine, but if you drink too much, you can't act like a drunkard."

"I may not be able to compete with you when it comes to playing with guns, but when it comes to drinking, Uncle Er, you may not be able to outdrink me..."

Silly Zhu boasted happily while mixing the wine in his and He Yuanchao's wine glasses.

Seeing that the uncle and nephew had to drink for a while, Yu Li took advantage of Sha Zhu to pour the wine and stood up to interject: "Second uncle, you and Zhu Zhu drink first, and I'll go and mix the noodles."

"Don't worry, I have nothing to do today anyway. I have to give you lesbians a quick break during the Chinese New Year. Zhuzi and I will do the breading and dumpling work later."

As soon as He Yuanchao finished speaking, Silly Zhu, who had finished pouring the wine, took over the conversation with a smile: "Second uncle is right, you and aunt should have a rest. After drinking this little wine, I will go and make stuffed buns." dumpling."

At this time, Zhang Min, who had drunk some wine and had a flushed face, stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, you men, just drink, I will make noodles with Yu Li."

After saying that, regardless of the reaction of He Yuanchao's uncle and nephew, he pulled Yu Li and walked out.

"Second aunt, sister-in-law, you two wait for me, and I will go with you."

After He Yuyu finished speaking, he drank the last sip of Arctic Ocean in his glass, stood up and hurriedly chased after him. Upon seeing this, the uncle and nephew looked at each other, smiled and said nothing more, and continued to drink wine while eating the food on the table that was still cold.

At the same time, at the house of the third uncle who lived in the same courtyard as Sha Zhu, the third aunt and Yan Jiedi were clearing the dishes on the table and said to Yan Bugui, who was drinking water: "Head of the house, Zhu Zhu's second uncle is here. Didn’t you say that you wanted to take the opportunity of upgrading the steel rolling mill to tell him about our boss’s job?”

Yan Jiecheng, who was reading the little book with Yan Jiefang on the side, immediately became energetic when he heard this. He sat up straight and stared at the third uncle.

After giving a sideways glance at his eldest son who couldn't even find a formal job, Yan Fugui said angrily to the third aunt: "This is not the time to talk about this during the Chinese New Year."

Yan Jiecheng thought it was because the third uncle didn't want to lower his face to ask He Yuanchao, so he winked at the third aunt beside him.

When the third aunt saw her son's eyes, she cursed 'useless thing' in her heart, but she still had to bite the bullet and said: "It's not easy for Zhuzi's second uncle to come here. There's no telling when we can see him next time..."

"Okay, don't I know this yet?"

Before the third aunt could finish her words, Yan Fugui interrupted impatiently: "When my family is enjoying the Chinese New Year, do you think it's appropriate for me to talk about this?

Besides, what do you want me to say about this work indicator with red lips and white teeth? "

Seeing that the duck in his mouth was about to fly away, Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but muttered: "Dad, didn't I give you the salary from my temporary job..."

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  Yan Fugui slammed the water glass in his hand onto the table and said, "With your two dollars, you think you can buy a formal job quota."

Glancing at her eldest son who looked like a quail, and then at Yan Bugui who was pulling a face, the third aunt quickly spoke up and said: "After all, we have been neighbors for so many years, I guess Uncle Zhuzi can also be accommodating. .

Go talk and try. If you really can't get into the security department of the steel rolling mill, let's go and find a man who can talk easily. It's okay to join the workshop as a worker! "

After the third aunt finished speaking, Yan Jiecheng hurriedly echoed: "Yes, dad, just go and talk to me. What if Uncle Zhuzhu agrees for your sake?"

After all, Yan Jiecheng still wants to enter the security department. Although the salary may be a little less than that of a worker, being a security guard does not have to work, and it is not a prestigious job.

Everyone likes to hear flattery, and Yan Fugui is no exception, but he is still relatively self-aware. He glanced at Yan Jiecheng and said, "Don't call me sweet words. He Daliang has been a soldier for so many years. I am in front of others." I have so much face..."

The third aunt, Yan Jiecheng and his wife didn't wait for Yan Bugui to finish what she said, then they all hung their heads. Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Yan Jiefang quickly took the little book and quietly slipped out of the house with Yan Jiedi.

It's no wonder that the third uncle and his family are worried about Yan Jiecheng's job. These days, without a formal job, let alone finding a partner, even the most basic things like eating, drinking, sleeping, etc. are a big problem.

"If you feel that He Daliang is difficult to talk to, then let's talk to him. After all, he is our neighbor who has lived with us for many years and is also the master of the factory. I guess he can talk to the factory leaders. "

Seeing Yan Fugui's sad face after speaking, the third aunt couldn't help but comfort him.

‘Hmph, He Daliang has trouble speaking because he has long hair and short knowledge, but Yi Zhonghai will be easy to talk to. ’

Muttering in his heart, Yan Bugui picked up the water glass and rubbed it carefully before saying to the third aunt: "Okay, don't get confused. I guess I have to find a solution from Silly Zhu."

(End of this chapter)