Teacher He of the Siheyuan

Yan Bugui is an iron rooster + humanoid computer.

Counting how much the children ate and drank from him, they will have to pay back in the future, and if he can have a meal at the neighbor's house, it will be the same as Chinese New Year.

It's a pity to meet He Daqing.

He is not a person who can make himself suffer, the deputy director of the cafeteria of Tangtang Steel Rolling Plant conveniently gave Brother Yan a [-]% discount.

Anyway, he didn't plan to do it himself, and it was just right to give it to the stupid son to practice, and the [-]% discount was worth the price.

Old Yan Bugui blushed, I don't know if it's because the Moutai wine has great stamina, he didn't expect that He Daqing would see through his little thoughts, and the little sense of accomplishment just now was drunk into his stomach by the Moutai wine.

He smiled embarrassingly, and said haha, "It's still early, let's talk about it later, by the way, Lao He, when you were drinking last time, didn't you say that you would find a job as a kitchen helper for my third child? "

Yan Bugui kicked his youngest son as he spoke, "Xie Cheng, give your third uncle a toast quickly. This is a hard-won opportunity. You are the only third uncle in the courtyard who has this ability, neither the first nor the second uncle."

Don't say it's Brother Yan, he loves to listen to the only human words that he said tonight.

Yan Jiecheng had already explained it before he came. This is a major life event that affects whether he can work. If he has a job, it will be easier to take down Yu Li. He immediately stood up and poured a glass of wine, "Thank you, third master, I went into the kitchen From now on, I must work hard so as not to embarrass you."

I was a little excited, so I drank it in one gulp, probably because I didn't drink any wine, my face turned red like a monkey's butt after drinking a glass, and I choked until I coughed. Fortunately, I knew the severity and turned my head in time.

Yan Bugui couldn't hold back his face, this little bastard, seeing how many times he drank wine, he didn't learn anything, it was wine and not water, so he was asked to go out and cough.

Then he said to He Daqing, "This kid should be going to work soon. I'm so excited. Brother He, don't be as knowledgeable as him. Let's continue drinking."

He Daqing nodded and raised his wine glass, "Young people, it's inevitable that you will be frizzy. I remember recruiting your third child into the factory, but I have to wait for a while. There are two old helpers in the cafeteria. When the time comes, I will talk to you."

"But brother Yan, you also know that it's hard to find a job now. When the time comes, it's more or less a wish of you to offer some gifts. I'll take care of the personnel matters."

"Ah, still, I still have to give a gift." When Yan Bugui heard this, his flesh ached.

"Hey, it's actually a matter of heart. Don't you still have a few catties of persimmons at home? With this, I can talk to them. Otherwise, it's not a matter of recruiting for no reason. Why recruit your third child? You said Isn't it?" He Daqing explained to him.

In fact, the reason why he cares about Yan Jiecheng is not only because he cares about his wife Yu Li, but also because this kid is a talent who runs a restaurant, and he may use it in the future.

His principle is that a piece of paper and a pair of underwear have their value, and talents should not be wasted. As long as the garbage is used in the right place, it is possible to turn waste into treasure.

When Yan Bugui heard about the matter of a few catties of persimmons, his flesh didn't hurt so much.

The two continued to drink.

Jia's next door.

Jia Zhang was sulking, while her grandson Banggun pouted, "Mom, why didn't the third master bring us any food today? This cornbread is too hard."

"That's right, this He Daqing has no conscience. You didn't wash his clothes one day, and you became the deputy director, and your tail was up. You didn't send Lai here today. I saw it. Yan Pugui and his son Yan Jiefang, I went in with the wine." Jia Zhang was indignant.

"Huai Ru, why don't you bring a stick to eat some, old He's family, there must be meat in the banquet, bring us some when you come back"

"Mom, maybe Uncle He is busy and forgot about it. Besides, he is drinking, so he must be talking about business. It's not good for me to go." If Qin Huai didn't immediately agree, she hated He Daqing once a few days ago, but now she can't , and aroused people's resentment towards her again.

"Good boy, you eat the buns first, and when your third uncle's feast is finished, Mom will go over" Thinking, how can I give her some leftovers to eat!

The things to talk about, the information to inquire about, and the wine to drink are almost the same.

Soon the silly son supported Yan Jiefang, who was drunk like mud, and walked back, but under the gaze of He Daqing, Brother Yan didn't open his mouth to say that he wanted to take away the remaining half bottle of Moutai.

This old boy, who is so stingy, wants to take away the wine he brought?Thinking about something beautiful.

Not long after Yan Bugui left, he was the only one left in the house, and Xiao Yushui returned to her own room early.

After a while, there were footsteps outside the door again.

Could it be Yan Bugui, an old boy, who is still reluctant to let go of the remaining Moutai?

The more you live, the more you come back.

"I said, Brother Yan, why are you..."

"Eh, it's Huai Ru. I thought it was your Uncle Yan." The visitor took a closer look, only to find that it was a graceful, enchanting and beautiful woman. It was the courtyard flower, Qin Huai Ru.

"Huai Ru, why did you come here so late at night?"

"I saw Uncle Yan coming over with the wine. I guess I have something serious to discuss with you, Uncle He. I thought that after drinking the wine, you big men must be drunk. I happen to be fine, so I came here to help you clean up. "Qin Huairu looked sincerely concerned, but his eyes kept rolling.

How could He Daqing not know, what was her idea? Wasn't it just to fancy these dishes, but she also knew that she came here under a guise, which was not bad.

In fact, he didn't give food today, he did it on purpose, just to let Qin Huairu take the initiative to come to ask for it, he can't repeat the old way of silly Zhu, if he always takes the initiative to give food, after a long time, people will think that it should be done, and they will regard help as a Of course.

This is a deformed relationship, not an employment relationship. Qin Huairu must take the initiative to ask for help and he will respond. The relationship cannot be reversed.

"Well, Huai Ru, you've got a heart, just clean up and take away the dishes."

"Oh, thank you, Uncle He." Widow Qin tidied up quickly, not to mention that the woman doing housework is so beautiful.

Maybe it's because of the alcohol, this Moutai has a bit of stamina, and I feel that the anger has come up again.

This widow Qin is really a little goblin, it's annoying!

With a rush of energy and blood, he had an idea.

"Huai Ru, it's a lot of work, uncle is here to help you." He stood up and snatched a bowl from her hand.

This little hand is so slippery.

"Ah, Uncle He, sit down, there's not much work, let us women do these things." Qin Huairu didn't notice He Daqing's intentions, and just thought that Uncle He was embarrassed and wanted to help her.

"Hey, they're all neighbors, you help me, I'll help you." Just as he was speaking, he walked over, but he became unsteady, his footsteps slipped, and he hit Qin Huairu's back.

Subconsciously, he embraced Widow Qin in his arms.

Well, there is a faint fragrance!

"Uncle He, are you okay, can you let me go?" Qin Huai was astonished, what kind of trouble was this Uncle He, he was drunk, he was not helping, and almost fell down.

She struggled for a while, but couldn't get away. The embrace was so strong that it made her heart itch.