People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"You can't even afford to eat, can you?"

Yan Jiecheng was extremely embarrassed.

Ni-sister!

House seemingly endless rain.

The colder the weather, the colder the wind.

When you are desperate.

Let people see the joke.

This old bastard surnamed He.

The mouth is too short.

Sprinkle salt on the young master's wound.

If changed to the past.

Yan Jiecheng must have said something strange.

However, nowadays, others are poor and short-sighted.

Don't dare to offend anyone anymore.

So, Yin pulled his face and said, "Uncle, you know everything about the co-author."

"I'm not afraid to tell you either."

"I'm at a loss now."

"I was kicked out by my aunt."

"I only have fifty cents left on me."

"Or, you have pity on me."

"Regardless of previous suspicions, let me continue to hang out with your friends."

He Daqing was happy.

this kid.

Still want to sell pigs into the water?

Co-authoring and selling this, are you selling your feelings?

It’s really a job to do and love a job, and it has a future.

As for Yang Ruihua's sister, Yan Xiecheng's aunt, this is too stingy, like an iron rooster, kicking out people without paying living expenses.

Co-authoring is not a family, and one does not enter a family.

Enough for Yan Xiecheng to drink a pot.

He Daqing also said that after sending Li Yan'er out last time, there was no movement for so long.

it's good now.

Meet the Lord.

He Daqing chuckled and said, "Xie Cheng, what are you thinking?"

"In this world."

"I didn't regret taking the medicine."

"Besides, my friends have stopped."

"They all quit the rivers and lakes."

"I can't even get in touch with them."

"So, Uncle, there is nothing I can do to help."

Yan Jie said intentionally.

I believe in you.

You are very bad old man.

Recently, Yan Xiecheng went to the Pigeon Market every day, and found that some people continued to sell those pig kidneys, pig tails and so on.

And all in disguise.

Obviously still a gang.

Uncle He is an old bum.

Put it here again to coax people.

It was obvious that he didn't want to play with him.

Yan Jiecheng begged, "Uncle, you are my uncle."

"You watched me grow up."

"Do you want to watch me starve to death?"

He Daqing said, "You are a big man with hands and feet."

"How do you say that?"

"Or else."

"Director Wang, that's Uncle's classmate."

"I'll say hello to her."

"Get you a job at the street factory."

Hearing this, Yan Jiecheng resisted in his heart.

The street does govern quite a few small factories.

However, they are all marginalized industries, such as pasting matchboxes.

Not to mention that the salary is low, and there is no such thing as a full-time job.

With that little money every month, I can barely make ends meet.

It is impossible to find a partner.

Although girls these days are not so materialistic and don't dislike the poor and love the rich, they are not stupid and will choose men with better conditions.

Basically, the small factories on the street are arranged for those elderly women and people with disabilities, which is equivalent to a welfare unit.

Yan Jiecheng said, "Uncle, I don't want to burn the matchbox."

"It's all messed up to this point."

"How can I marry a wife in the future?"

"Do I not want to lose face?"

He Daqing said with a clear heart.

Do you like to marry or not, what does it matter to labor and capital?

When the words came to his lips, they changed again, "Xie Cheng, you child, you can't be high, you can't be low.

"How can this be done?"

"What happened to the matchbox?"

"Occupation does not distinguish between high and low."

"It's all about serving the people."

Yan Xiecheng's head was full of black lines.

Well, it's not too much to speculate.

It seemed that Chef He didn't want to support him at all.

No wonder.

Yan Jiecheng used to be a demon himself.

He even planned to team up with Xu Damao to destroy the relationship between Ding Qiunan and Uncle He.

Yan Jiecheng was not in the mood to continue taking a bath.

183 climbed out of the pool, quickly put on his clothes, and ran to the courtyard.

He has made up his mind.

Ask Yi Zhonghai to borrow some money.

Because Yi Zhonghai, the uncle, has such a high salary, has no children under his knees, and is warm-hearted

It is impossible to see difficulties and not help.

Write someone an IOU.

If it really doesn't work, give Lao Yi one.

It is even possible to recognize Yi Zhonghai as a godfather and promise to help him with his retirement.

Although Yan Jiecheng was young, he usually liked to think about things. He had long guessed why Yi Zhonghai was so nice to Sha Zhu before.

Isn't it calculated to let Shazhu take care of him in the future?

Regarding this point, Yan Jiecheng believed that he had guessed correctly.

He Daqing saw this kid and left with a dark face.

I don't bother to bother.

After offending Uncle He, you still want to continue messing around in the courtyard?

That can't be!

As long as Yan Jiecheng still has some money on hand, let Li Yan'er go over to play Qiufeng.

Let Yan Jiecheng know what social beatings are.

Half an hour later, He Daqing hummed a little song and returned home slowly.

This has not taken out the key to open the door.

He heard Qin Huairu calling him in a low voice.

The pretty widow stood in the shadows, waving at him.

He Daqing took a look.

Good guy!This widow has carefully dressed up, and she seems to be going to work.

He Daqing walked over, kept close to her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to catch a mouse again."

"Still want to go through the back door and test the cadres?"

Qin Huairu said coquettishly, "Uncle! How are you!"

"Nothing like that."

"As for me, I want to discuss something with you."

"It's not convenient to talk here."

"Let's go to Datianshuijing Hutong."

"It's 09:30 in the evening."

"Just come back at 11 o'clock."

He Daqing said, "Okay, you are becoming more and more dishonest."

"Uncle really misjudged you."

"It's okay, why did you ask uncle to go over there?"

"You said you didn't want to test the cadres?"