Siheyuan: After Hu Qinhuairu was cut off, I lay flat

"Hey, some peanuts, can I take it to heart? My third uncle is too polite."

Li Wuwei thought to himself, what is the situation, he took advantage of others, and others actually took the initiative to make up for him![-] million.

Chapter 185 Jia Dongxu's heart is pounding, and he also wants to learn to write songs

That being said, he still accepted the dried sweet potato, the courtesy is light and the affection is heavy!

After the third mother left, he continued to take a break, bought all the dishes, and waited for his wife to come back to cook.

"Have you heard that Li Wuwei has made a lot of money again. It seems that he wrote a song and earned 150 yuan."

The third mother talked about gossip as soon as she arrived in the middle court. This is a good chat, and it will also make others envious.

"Ah! He got another 33. The factory rewarded him with [-] last time. He still has some left over. I haven't seen any big purchases recently, and today he received Qin Huairu's salary, which is [-] yuan."

"What kind of world is this? Li Wuwei doesn't go to work every day. He either sleeps or plays. This is really a good life."

The aunts sighed one after another, it has been four years since the founding of the country, how could there be such a talent in the courtyard.

Jia Dongxu leaned over to the side, his heart pounding when he heard it, and quickly asked, "What song did Li Wuwei write, and how did he make so much money?"

He has already tried to invent, and his mind is muddled. He may not be able to learn this aspect, but he is fine with writing songs.

Just when he was studying, the teacher praised him, saying that he had a talent for singing, and he wanted to cry when he heard it.

"I have to ask your third master "September [-]", I just listened to it and didn't remember...

Just as the three mothers were talking, they saw the head of the house coming.

Jia Dongxu quickly asked: "Third Lord, what song did Li Wuwei write?"

"He wrote about the scenery in Beihai Park, and the song "Let's Swing the Oars" was sung in elementary schools and kindergartens in Beijing.

This is fate, Li Wuwei has a good brain, and he can make money by doing whatever he wants. "

Yan Bugui was holding a bucket in his hand, which was filled with fertile soil dug from outside the city, and he was also provided with potted plants in the backyard.

"It's that song, our Yaya was still singing it yesterday."

"This was written by Li Wuwei? He still has this talent, but it's no wonder, his mother seems to be from a wealthy family, so she can teach well at a young age!"

The aunts once again lamented that there are really great talents in the courtyard, and it will also save face to go out and gossip in the future.

Recently, Jia Dongxu is either fishing or doing housework. He wanted to learn how to play movies, but Xu Damao gave him a book and is studying it. He has never heard any songs. This is out of touch with society.

"Third Master, do you have a lyrics book, I want to see it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui asked, "Why, Dongxu, you still want to study and write songs?"

Jia Dongxu said eagerly: "I have this idea, third master, think about it, this song is one hundred and fifty, which is half a year's salary of my family's Bihua, and there is still some leftover.

If I could also write songs, wouldn't life in this family be easier? "

"That's very good!"

Yan Bugui is not easy to offend people. Just you, Jia Dongxu, will never be able to think of the lyrics in it, let alone the melody. Others Li Wuwei wrote it in ten minutes. Can this compare?

"I have playlists here, one penny, this school, I have to make up for it later.

Yan Bu was so reckless that even Li Wuwei couldn't help trying to figure it out, let alone Jia Dongxu, which caused him to miss a lot of fish and had to make up for it.

"I still need money!"

Jia Dongxu searched, "Third Master, I have no money, can I owe you first, after I write a song and sell it for money, I will give it to you then."

"You have such a beautiful idea, just give me a penny if you want it, and don't let it go."

Yan Bugui is ashamed to say that he doesn't even have a penny, and there are great talents in the courtyard.

The aunts also pointed out, and they looked down on Jia Dongxu. There is no big man who doesn't earn money. If he is really sick, it's fine. But Jia Dongxu can do all kinds of work, and he wants to eat well.

"Oh, I'll go back and ask my mother, she's taking a nap."

Jia Dongxu couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and raised his head slightly, tried it, so that the tears really didn't seem to fall, and they all hung on his face.

"Hey, what's the name of Jia's family? Jia Zhang's family sleeps a lot, and Jia Dongxu also stays at home every day, asking Chen Bihua to take over the post."

"That's right. I think if it wasn't for Chen Bihua's pregnancy, he might have just divorced Jia Dongxu directly. It would be easy to live alone."

This is how it is now. In the city, how much money you can earn is related to the status of the family. In the countryside, it is reflected in the fact that men can carry heavy burdens. Two baskets and seventy catties of corn cannot be carried by ordinary women.

Without a man in the family, it is really difficult to do farm work.

In the commune period, men were generally full-time workers, and they were also the main labor force.

But once you can't be the main force, you can't even think about it. If you are hungry, let alone love, family affection is nonsense.

"Mom, can I have a penny?"

When Jia Dongxu returned to the house, he woke up his old lady and asked for money.

"Dongxu, why do you want a penny, and want to eat something good?"

Jiazhang's complexion is ugly, and he hasn't woken up yet. If he doesn't sleep more now, he will have to work in the workshop every day when he goes to work in the factory.

"Mom, Li Wuwei made a lot of money writing songs, 150 yuan..."

Jia Dongxu told the gossip he just heard.

"What, making money like this."

Jia Zhang couldn't lie down anymore, she got up from her little bed quickly, and hurried to the courtyard without pulling up her shoes after getting off the ground.

The aunts haven't left yet, Yan Bugui also kept it, and after waiting for a penny, Jia Zhang looked confused, "It's really making money, Lao Yan, I'll give you a penny, you Give those orders to my family Dongxu, let him learn, and then my family will also make a lot of money."

"It's a good feeling. Here's the playlist."

Yan Bugui took out a piece of paper from his purse, and when he came back from school, there were a lot of them. Didn't he earn a penny and buy a couple of stick noodles?

If you can't eat poorly, you can't wear poor clothes. If you can't figure it out, you will be poor.

Jia Dongxu took the song list as if he had found a treasure, and went back to the room to study it with a smile, but he had never been to Beihai Park, so he didn't quite understand it.

But it doesn't matter, there is no ticket for Shichahai next to it, and after finishing the housework tomorrow, I will pass by and have a look.

Yan Bugui happily went to the backyard, and told what happened just now.

"No, Brother Dongxu also wants to write songs?"

Li Wuwei was stunned. In fact, he didn't know how to write. This was all copied. Even if he won the title of composer, he could still write some slobbery songs like Little Apple's, which had nothing to do with classics...

"He wants to make money, but he doesn't want to see if he has the talent."

Yan Bugui doesn't like it at all, but he can't stop other people's hobbies.

"Li Wuwei, you rest, I have to add some soil to the basin."

"Okay, third master, you are busy with your work."

Li Wuwei went back to lie down again, and when he woke up, he could smell the aroma of food.

"Jingru!"

"Brother-in-law, you are awake, dinner is ready now."

Little Jingru ran over quickly, and she started helping in the kitchen. The city is fine, and there is no need to burn firewood.

"okay!"

Li Wuwei sat up, so he had to wake up first, go to the yard to wash his face, no need for a handkerchief, just cold water this day.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he saw the second aunt looking for her.

"Li Wuwei, you make a lot of money writing songs, right?"

The second aunt went out for something in the afternoon, but she missed the gossip and regretted it.

"It can't be called big money, it's more than 100. It's not that Huairu has a big belly. At that time, my mother-in-law will also come to the city. There is also Xiao Jingru at home. The expenses are high, which is just used to subsidize the family."

He has nothing else to buy for the time being, and he already has a watch. It would be a waste to buy another one. If he doesn’t need it, he should save some money. Don’t let the courtyard think about him every day as if he has a moonlight.

"That's not a lot of money, it can buy a big fat pig."

The second aunt couldn't express her envy, but her family has Lao Liu earning money, and her life is not bad.

While chatting, Xu Damao came out of the house with a basin in his hand, his face was numb. He heard about it when he came back, and he couldn't believe it. Li Wuwei still has the brains to write songs?

The way of heaven is unfair, God is not open, how can you give good brains and talents to bad people, so how can good people work hard?

"Da Mao, you have to teach Dongxu how to play movies. The brothers in our courtyard cannot leave Dongxu behind."

Li Wuwei's nonsensical words are also true. Jia Dongxu is having a hard time now, and the others, no matter how they say it, can live without worry 4.5. "I promised to teach, but I'm afraid he won't be able to learn."

Xu Damao didn't mention the matter of earning money by writing songs, so as not to hurt him.

"Alright, I'm relieved with your words.

By the way, let’s make an appointment, I’ll call Dongxu, Shazhu, and Lao Cai together, and our good brothers will take some photos to preserve our youth. "

Li Wuwei has always had an idea, not only a few brothers, but also took some photos with his wife, and kept them as souvenirs, as well as memories of youth.

"Take a picture!"

Xu Damao was a little tempted when he heard that, and when he stood between Shazhu and Lao Cai, wouldn't he look handsome.

"That's right! The money was paid by Sha Zhu. He has recently earned a lot by riding three rounds. It's not a loss to have him in the photo."

Li Wuwei felt that Shazhu should pay the money, otherwise he would look anxious now, but he would be the youngest in the future.

"Okay, I'll go and see if Shazhu is back, and I'll explain it to him and call Jia Dongxu and Lao Cai."

Xu Damao heard that he didn't need to pay, that's good, let's make a fool of himself anyway, don't let him live in the backyard, every time Li Wuwei catches him he bleeds.

Chapter 186

"Da Mao is a bit positive!"

After Li Wuwei muttered something, he turned on the faucet and washed his face, but Xiao Jingru brought out a washcloth just in time to wipe it off.

Even with his bare face facing the sky, he is still alluring, 360 degrees without dead ends, and he is not afraid of taking any pictures!

After a while, a few brothers arrived. They didn't see Lao Cai for a few days, and felt that his face became a lot fatter, which seriously affected the group of five people.

"Li Wuwei, if you really want to take pictures, then I have to buy a new dress."