Siheyuan: Xu Damao corrects his evil ways

Yan Jiecheng's idea is very simple. He doesn't plan to come back to this yard anyway, and he has no chance of paying back the gift money, so why not earn the money he picked up for free.

So during the hospital meeting, Yan Jiecheng said a few kind words.

And Yan Bugui also tried his best to beautify his son's marriage, but who doesn't know about this kind of thing.

Anyway, as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

So at this time, the Yan family's father and son's thoughts were not about embarrassment at all, but how much gift money everyone would give later.

Finally, it was the first time in the courtyard that Yi Zhonghai spoke.

Yi Zhonghai stood up and said: "This marriage is a great event for our family. As we all know, it has not been easy for Lao Yan these years. He has four children and has to think about educating them..."

When Yi Zhonghai said this, the neighbors sitting next to him burst into laughter.

A voice from behind said: "Teach the children to clean the toilet? Or teach the children how to get benefits?"

"Nonsense, Lao Yan is teaching the children how to taste the saltiness of feces!" Another neighbor put forward his own opinion.

These words naturally caused a burst of laughter from the neighbors in the courtyard.

This thing, whether it is said that the wall has been pushed down by everyone, or that everyone has been grudges for a long time. It's always all kinds of teasing and all kinds of banter.

Speaking of Yan Bugui's taste of the saltiness of feces, this is also the reason why Yan Bugui became the master of the compound.

Hundreds of years before liberation, in all big cities, excrement workers were an unpleasant but extremely profitable industry.

The huge profit of this thing is that it is an industry where you can collect money from both ends.

After the manure is dried, it can be sold to farmers as fertilizer.

Moreover, there are various benefits to digging out manure from wealthy families.

Generally speaking, when a manure digger contracts work in a certain area, he should give some profit to each household in the area.

This is disgusting, but it is true. When the first excrement collectors were contracted to get a share of the excrement extraction from a large family, they really wanted to give benefits to the housekeeper.

This thing is also divided into thick and thin, which is equivalent to the high-quality and ordinary products of later generations. Naturally, there are also defective products.

And each level has a different price.

For example, toilets in large households or consumer places have plenty of oil and water, so the price of feces is also more expensive.

So a few copper coins a month or a few silver dollars a year is the entrance fee for a manure digger.

For those middle-income families who can have enough to eat but cannot eat well, the price is another level lower.

The last is the area where people who do odd jobs to make a living gather, without long-term jobs and struggling to find food and clothing. That is to say, in places like slums, it is really free, and people who work as excrement workers are not willing to work.

Because the food people eat in this kind of place is not nutritious. Regardless of whether they can poop or not, even if the poop comes out, it is not fat.

So that on the Internet, that circulatory system, that is, people pull dogs to eat, dogs pull chickens to eat, chickens lay eggs, and then people eat them.

Our ancestors have long proven that it is impossible.

Although our ancestors didn’t know the so-called nutrition, fertilizer science, and microbiology, how to do it has become practical in various life practices.

Like wine, like vinegar, like manure for the manure digger.

For example, when farmers go to the city to buy manure, if they meet an unfamiliar manure digger, they will ask which area the manure digger is contracting, and then they will check and give the manure digger a price.

But all this changed when I found out about Dung Tou.

Speaking of shit, it is actually a monopoly based on fists and connections.

And the dung head collects money from the dung collectors through the dung tunnel, and the dung collectors will definitely be thinking about their own ways to make a fortune.

People from big families didn't dare to mess with them, but those from middle-income families, like the Yan family, who had an industry but barely had enough to live on, made things difficult for them.

When the public toilets are full, you go to hire a excrement collector. The excrement collector asks these people for money. If you don't give it, it would be considered a minor offense if the excrement collector refuses to do anything. Some people with bad intentions will directly pour excrement water at the doorsteps of those who don't agree.

But after liberation, these people all became the lowest class of society because of the business they engaged in.

Except for a few dungheads with obvious evil deeds, the others became ordinary people.

And Yan Bugui's greatest achievement was to see through a real dung tyrant, send that person directly to the institute, and become famous in one battle.

After that, it was time to choose the eldest son of the courtyard, and Yan Bugui, who was brave enough to do justice, was specifically selected as the eldest son.

But everyone knows the actual situation, that is, Yan Bugui wants to restore the old system, and since the people in the courtyard are all people with more than enough food and clothing, he wants to get benefits from the manure collector.

Naturally, the manure collector refused, and was reported to the office by the familiar Yan Bugui.

Upon investigation, it was found that before liberation, this man had his hands stained with human blood in order to grab the manure tunnel, and he directly gave the man peanuts to eat.

Therefore, people in later generations all think about time travel, and they all want to travel to the bottom, shout a few slogans, and be able to do things like "Princes, princes, generals, and ministers will have a good relationship."

It can only be said that we are overthinking it. Before liberation, and even further forward, any industry had its own class divisions and various interest entanglements.

For example, those who deliver water, those who sell manure, those who clean up garbage, and those who beg for food...

They all have their own bosses, and it’s very possible that before you shout out your slogan, just because you delay others from making money, they will give you a black stick.

Yi Zhonghai naturally understood the origin of Yan Bugui's nicknames and gossip. At this time, he couldn't laugh when he heard this. He could only cough a few times. After everyone was quiet, he continued: "Well, everyone knows that the old Yan family is not It's easy. Yan Jiecheng's marriage can be regarded as responding to the call from above and focusing on economy. But the men in our courtyard have no shortage of things to do. If Yan Jiecheng gets married, I will give him a gift of ten yuan. '

Liu Haizhong felt uncomfortable after hearing this. He is the oldest man in the courtyard. When did it become Yi Zhonghai's turn to speak first?

The strange thing about bangs is that when something happens, you never think about destroying it, but think about overcoming it.

So Liu Haizhong stood up and said directly: "This, this, the old Yan family is really in trouble, I will donate twelve."

At this time, the neighbors sitting below laughed again.

It was the same two talkative people just now. One of them said directly: "Master, are you collecting a betrothal gift? Or is it because the Yan family is struggling to survive and wants everyone to donate?"

Another one hurriedly answered: "That's right, that's right, if you want to receive the bride price, hold a banquet. If you want to beg for food, kneel down, kowtow to everyone, and shout: Master, my wife, please have mercy on me!"

What does this mean now? Is it robbery? Or what did Damao say? Kidnapping? "

"Moral kidnapping, please listen to what Leader Xu said more often. It's really useful." At this time, passerby C added another sentence.

As soon as this group of cross talkers came out, the meeting basically couldn't go on.

Yan Bugui couldn't help but said angrily: "Who said that? Stand up for me." '

Those three people were brave enough to push through the crowd and stand up.

Yan Bugui took a look and didn't recognize him, at least he wasn't from the courtyard.

Yan Bugui couldn't help but asked curiously: "Who are you three? Whose family do they belong to in the yard?"

"We are not from the courtyard." Passerby A said.

"We were passing by." This is passerby B.

"Then your son handed out wedding candies at the door, and we came in." Passerby C concluded.

Yan Jiecheng's face fell instantly. He really couldn't remember if he had ever given out wedding candy to anyone he met.

"Then what leader Xu are you talking about? Is it the leader Xu Damao who asked you to come?" Yan Bugui started digging holes again. The key point is that these three people arrived by chance.

Yan Bugui dared to do this today because Xu Damao was not in the yard. He also knew that if these three people made trouble, the matter would be over for today. Even if I accept it, it still won’t meet my expectations in the morning.

At this time, finding someone to take the blame is the most important thing.

It's just that since the three people came in after seeing someone handing out candy, it shows that these three people are not very good at thinking.

Passerby C said honestly: "Nonsense, we know Leader Xu, but Leader Xu doesn't know me."

Passerby A then added, "Director Xu won't worry about your family trying to defraud money."

"Who is Xu Damao?" Passerby Yi concluded.

What this group of crosstalkers said made all the neighbors in the hospital laugh.

At this time, a neighbor in the yard stood up and said, "Teacher Yan, I'm sorry. These are three of my colleagues. They came to the yard to have a drink with me today, but they were kidnapped and asked to have a meeting. That's why they couldn't stay here. .”

Yan Bugui turned around and saw a neighbor in the front yard who was also named Xu.

Yan Bugui said suspiciously: "Xu Da, when did you become a director?"

The neighbor smiled shyly and said: "I am now the toilet director of our furniture factory, and I work with you, Teacher Yan."

When Yan Bugui heard this, he immediately became depressed.

God, you are traveling with me, who is traveling with you as a toilet cleaner?

.........

But Yan Bugui really can't care about this kind of thing.

After all, weddings and funerals have their own rules.

The Yan family did not follow the rules and refused to serve drinks. At this time, I don’t want to give people anything to eat or drink, but I want to gain benefits from them.

There is no problem if people make jokes and don’t want to donate a dime.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai's money had been put on the table, but Liu Haizhong hadn't taken out his money yet.

Yan Bugui looked at Liu Haizhong longingly. Liu Haizhong coughed dryly and took out two or five yuan from his pocket, plus one or two yuan.

Yan Bugui looked at the others, and no one was willing to take action. For this thing, Yan Bugui can't hold a gong and bow to his neighbors one by one to ask for money.

Yan Bugui laughed and hurriedly stood up and said: "I am joking with everyone about the gift money. I am taking this opportunity to introduce Yan Jiecheng's daughter-in-law to everyone. My eldest daughter-in-law, come out and say hello to everyone."

Just looking back, Yan Jiecheng's fat wife was no longer behind Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng asked behind him: "Mom, where is my wife?"

Yang Ruihua also asked strangely: "Did you go back just now?"