Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

The night before, Artemis was teased by Jiang Weidong, and they had a fight with each other for a long time.

It wasn't until the little guy calmed down and found that two thousand cat sticks buried it that he gave up his plan to scratch Huajiang Weidong.

He kept praising the system until midnight.

Early the next morning, Jiang Weidong went to No. [-] compound just after breakfast.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, according to folk tradition, today we have to collect accounts.

Regardless of whether the money comes in or goes out, it will all be settled today.

Artemis stood on his shoulders, wagging her tail.

"Brother Dong, you should have received a lot of anger yesterday, right?"

"Why don't you draw a lottery, I really want to see what other interesting props there are."

Regarding this aspect, Jiang Weidong had his own plans.

"Well, it's more than 800."

"There are plenty of supplies in the space now, so let's save some points first."

"It's not clear how to repair the invisibility cloak, so be prepared."

Artemis snorted, "Human beings have too many minds."

A few minutes later, one person and one cat entered the alley.

There are still more than ten meters away from the No. [-] compound, and the sound of wood splitting in the courtyard can already be heard one after another.

"Liberation, Uncle He, the Chinese New Year will be tomorrow, and you don't want to rest?"

As soon as Jiang Weidong stepped into the courtyard, he took the initiative to greet them.

Artemis also jumped off his shoulders and ran to the courtyard to see Wang Hongxia.

I don't know what tricks she used to win over this little guy, and every time she came, she had to get bored with her for a while.

Seeing Jiang Weidong coming, He Damin put down his axe, picked up the big enamel and called him.

"This is really about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is coming!"

"I was talking about you with Xiao Yan, but if you don't come, we will go home to find you soon!"

"Go, go into the house and talk!"

Jiang Weidong nodded and followed He Damin back home.

Wang Hongxia was in the kitchen cooking the skin of the meat, saying that it was going to be frozen and eaten with garlic.

Artemis became a nanny, reading books with her son in the back room.

As soon as Jiang Weidong's butt touched the bench, the brewed tea was brought to him.

"I heard from my brother that you drink good tea on weekdays."

"We don't know tea, we just drink it blindly, it's just a little bit more flavorful than plain water, don't mind, just drink together."

Although He Damin didn't say those nasty words of gratitude, he saw the truth in his actions.

Jiang Weidong glanced into the cup, "Hey, Gao Sui is not bad, Uncle He, do you know that I like to drink this?"

He Damin raised the curtain in the back room, and saw that his son was accompanied by a kitten, and he felt relieved.

Only then did he take out the account book from the drawer, and sat back at the round table again.

"Xiao Jiang, it's the old rule, how about paying the bill first and then chatting about household chores?"

"Success, listen to you..."

Just as Jiang Weidong was speaking, Wang Hongxia came out of the kitchen and interrupted him.

"What are you talking about? You are confused. Didn't my brother ask you to tell Xiao Jiang to go to the factory today?"

He Damin slapped his forehead, "That's right, that's right, look at my memory, it's so good that I missed a big deal."

"My brother said, Lao Guo from your workshop told you to go to the factory to find him again today."

It's Chinese New Year, what does the workshop director ask me for at this juncture?
Good thing or bad thing?

Forget it, don't care what it is, people have called your name, can you not go?
Just as he was thinking carefully, Wang Hongxia pushed a rectangular lunch box in front of him.

"Xiaojiang, this is my pork skin jelly, you can take it home and try it."

"Before I met you, our family basically didn't have meat. Since we started selling sweaters, we've accumulated so much meat skin. It's unbelievable that it's so unpromising, and there's only such a little bit left after cooking."

"Don't be disgusted, just understand that this is our intention."

Jiang Weidong held the lunch box, his heart sank.

Heart-to-heart communication is the most important thing between people, but how much is the number and value of objects.

He took the lunch box and said cheerfully, "Aunt Wang, you really understand me, this is what I was thinking about."

"Then I won't be polite. By the way, it's Chinese New Year. This is what I gave to your family."

"This……"

Both Wang Hongxia and He Damin felt embarrassed.

We handed someone a small lunch box, but what they returned was a medium-sized package.

Jiang Weidong knew what they were thinking, so he simply pushed the package aside.

"You guys have to take it apart slowly when you are free."

"Uncle He, check the accounts quickly, I have to go to the workshop."

Only then did He Damin regain his senses, licked his fingers with his tongue, and began to flip through the ledger.

I just scrolled down to that page and was about to pay the bill, but was stopped by Jiang Weidong.

"Uncle He, I won't read the detailed account."

"Just report the total amount of firewood and sweater. I can trust you two."

This is exactly what Jiang Weidong is shrewd about.

Regardless of whether it is wool or wood, one more stitch for knitting and one less ax for chopping, how can it be so clear?

When I cooperated with them at the beginning, I valued their character.

That being the case, why waste that time.

His words moved Wang Hongxia and He Damin so much.

Wang Hongxia turned around and rubbed her eyes quietly.

If you don't check the details, everything will be much simpler.

These days, sweaters and trousers earn 113.4 yuan.

Chopping firewood earned 12 yuan.

After collecting the money, Jiang Weidong went to the front yard to find Yan Jiefang.

This kid has been working very hard recently. He has almost sold out all the food and meat in the warehouse.

He was the same as last time, and handed over another slip of paper.

"Weidong, this is my father's account again."

"What kind of goods are sold, how much is each item, and how much is the total amount? It is clearly written on it."

"It's more clear than I said, you go back and take a look."

Yan Jiefang and Yan Bugui sell a lot of things.

Jiang Weidong didn't bother to go through them one by one, so he just scanned to the lower right corner.

Good guy, I sold more than 200 yuan of goods.

This aroused his interest, and he went back to check the details.

It turns out that most of the income comes from Yan Bugui's daily necessities in the countryside.

This Yan Da stingy guy even mistook himself as a friend of women!
But this also shows a problem that supply and marketing cooperatives cannot fully meet the needs of ordinary people.

Jiang Weidong tucked the twenty or so Da Tuan Tuan into his pocket.

He took out a red paper bag from another pocket.

"Brother, you have worked hard these days."

"This is a red envelope for the New Year. It's just for you. Go home and tell the third master for me. After the New Year's Eve, I will visit him again to pay New Year's greetings."

Yan Jiefang was sweating profusely from splitting the wood, and was so excited that he picked up the ax and wiped his sweat.

"This, is this really for me?"

"I thought you just said that casually, there are really red envelopes!"

He wanted to take it apart and have a look on the spot, but he felt that it was not good after all.

I had no choice but to hold back my curiosity, put it in my pocket first, and kept nodding to thank the other party.