Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Uncle Li looked at the 32 small yellow croakers in front of him, and his eyes became straight.

This is the first time in my life to see so many small yellow croakers lined up together.

"Junzi, your luck is getting better, boy, you have to treat me to a good meal." Uncle Li's voice was full of envy.

Hearing this, Lin Aijun turned to look at Uncle Li, quite shocked.

In this case, it is a normal person's reaction to say that the person who sees has a share!

The old man's words both inside and out revealed one meaning, this little yellow croaker now belongs to Lin Aijun.

"Uncle Li, according to what you mean, these 32 small yellow croakers are all mine? You don't regret it?" Lin Aijun asked in surprise.

One thing to say, if Uncle Li asked to share half of the little yellow croakers, he would probably agree.

Uncle Li nodded: "It must be yours!"

Then he took out a box of matches from his pocket, lit a pipe for himself, took a deep breath, and exhaled a smoke ring.

"You have already paid for this old bed, and the business between us has been completed, so this bed is yours, and the things in the bed are naturally yours too. Of course, if you haven't paid, then this bed It’s mine, and I’m not a fool, so I won’t sell it!”

After hearing this, Lin Aijun felt somewhat admiring, and gave Uncle Li a thumbs up: "Uncle Li, you can do business! Both money and goods are paid, and you will do what you say!"

"Although I am in a shabby business, the most important thing in this business is keeping promises, and some principles cannot be broken. But you have got so many small yellow croakers for nothing, and it is a lie to say that I am not jealous! Hahaha!" Uncle Li laughed said.

"Come on, Uncle Li, just wait, I'll get the bed back right away, and I'll invite you to Quanjude, Qianmen Street after get off work tomorrow, and I'll treat you to a good meal." Lin Aijun didn't refuse immediately, and said proactively.

"Okay, then I'll be disrespectful." Uncle Li agreed cheerfully.

Lin Aijun borrowed Uncle Li's three rounds and went home to ask Shazhu for help.

After leaving Uncle Li's small courtyard, he found a place where no one was around, opened the space, and threw 32 small yellow croakers into it.

On the way, he kept thinking about one thing in his heart.

At the end of the ten years in the future, when he leaves the factory to start a business, Uncle Li will definitely be able to deal with him, and he can be trusted!

Back to the courtyard.

Silly Zhu had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Seeing Lin Aijun come back on three wheels, he greeted him: "Brother Junzi, you really got a bed."

"Come, come, help me get it in quickly, drag out the broken one and throw it away." Lin Aijun jumped off the tricycle.

"Hey, buddy, don't worry, I've vacated your room for you, you just pull it in and it's over." Silly Zhu said, and went straight to help Lin Aijun move the bed in.

After the two finished cleaning the house together, Commander Lin Aijun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, brother Junzi, go to my room and have a drink."

"it is good."

So Lin Aijun followed Shazhu to his house, and Shazhu took out some peanuts from the kitchen.

"What happened to Yu Haitang later?" Lin Aijun asked after sitting down.

"I went to the police station, and none of the Yan family has come back now! Brother Junzi, did you really see Yang Weimin playing a hooligan?" Silly Zhu asked curiously.

Lin Aijun picked up a peanut from the plate, put it in his mouth and chewed it: "I really saw it! I heard a girl calling for help at that time, and I didn't even know it was them."

"Then Yang Weimin may not be able to eat this time and walk around, and this is going to the Public Security Bureau." Sha Zhu tut tut tut and shook his head.

"Playing hooligans can be big or small, it's up to Haitang herself." Lin Aijun frowned, feeling a little ominous in her heart.

This matter is somewhat annoying, both of them belong to Red Star Factory, and he is the only witness.

This was not a big problem at first, but this Yang Weimin, Director Li once said hello, saying that he was his little brother.

He didn't know the specific relationship, but when this happened, he himself became the focus of conflict.

In the end, whether you want to have a partner, or you are not happy to break up and play hooligans in public, your own words become very important.

Lin Aijun thought about it, and his eyelids jumped up: "Forget it, I've been tossing around all night, I'm tired, so I'll go back first."

After speaking, he returned to his house.

Just about to lie down, Sanmao came over wagging his tail: "Junzi, there is something wrong with your bed!"

Lin Aijun smiled when he heard the words: "Your nose is really good enough. You can also smell it. I found 32 small yellow croakers in the legs of this bed today."

Sanmao heard the words and leaned up to sniff again: "Junzi, what I want to talk about is not about this matter, your bed belongs to the second uncle's house!"

"Ah?!" Lin Aijun was also shocked when he heard the words: "Is your nose reliable?"

San Mao glanced at Lin Aijun with disgust: "You praised my nose last second! My nose must be much more reliable than yours."

"Fuck!" Lin Aijun suddenly thought of something, and slapped his thigh suddenly.

"Why are you so startled? It scared me a lot." Sanmao was startled by Lin Aijun, and stood up from the sitting position all of a sudden.

"I've always wondered how this second uncle got hold of Director Li. Now I figured it out, the second uncle must have bribed Director Li with the things in it to become the director of security." Lin Aijun said, His eyes flashed.

"It's reliable!" Sanmao agreed.

"Second uncle is in prison at the moment, and second aunt is in the hospital at the moment. Uncle Li also said that the bed he received yesterday must be the unfilial sons of the Liu family. He didn't know there were little yellow croakers in the legs of the bed. Sell ​​the bed." After such an analysis, Lin Aijun completely figured it out.

"Tsk tsk tsk, after the second uncle and his wife came back, they must have gone crazy!" Sanmao shook his head and said.

"That's for sure. Knowing this will definitely hurt, heart-wrenchingly painful." Lin Aijun sighed: "But it's none of my business, I bought this bed for [-] yuan! The little yellow croaker inside is just a gift."

"You can fix this bed, otherwise if those two bastards find out, they will be annoyed if they come to the door." Sanmao said kindly.

"It makes sense, I'll fix it quickly, and I'll change the color." Lin Aijun said, found a roll of tape from home, and wrapped it around the bed frame.

After a while, the original green iron frame bed was replaced with black.

After finishing, Lin Aijun stood up and wanted to go out.

"Junzi, where are you going?" Sanmao asked.

"I'm going to return the tricycle, and remind Uncle Li by the way."

After Lin Aijun finished speaking, he got on the tricycle and rode to Uncle Li's house.