Siheyuan starts from a good life

"I'm telling you, don't believe it, just what happened a few days ago."

"Dad, why do you think people always give him things? Just because he is a leader, no one gives us little people anything these days."

Yan Jiecheng, who was sitting next to the third uncle, said sourly.

"That's because he has the skills. I also asked Xiao Jiang. Those who sent him things asked Xiao Jiang to come to the factory to help them maintain the equipment."

"You guys, think about it. Today, this factory will send some white flour, and that factory will send some rice. There are so many good things. How do you think he will live today?"

After saying this, Yan Bugui pointed at Yan Jiefang and the others and said: "This book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. You don't understand this. I think this little Jiang has read the book thoroughly." ”

"Also, you must study hard. As long as you read the book thoroughly, you will be treated like this in the future."

"Our Yan family is also from a scholarly family. You should try to get into a university and make me proud."

The third aunt next to her looked at Yan Bugui with admiration and said to her children: "Listen, what your dad said makes sense. You should listen to your dad more. This is not an old saying. Well, he has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and as for the things Xiao Jiang brought back, your eldest brother will not be able to earn back even if he fights to his death."

Now Yan Jiecheng has a deep understanding of what it feels like to eat melon on one's own head.

Originally, I was happily listening to my father teach my younger brothers and sisters, but I didn't expect that I would become a negative example for my younger brothers and sisters.

At this time, Yan Bugui hadn't finished speaking. After the third aunt finished speaking, Yan Bugui continued: "You think this is the end. Graduation from college is just the beginning, okay?"

"When you get a university diploma, it means you have got a key to promotion. Nowadays, college students basically become cadres after graduation. I dare to bet you that the higher the diploma, the more popular you will be. Believe it or not, all the leaders in the future will be highly educated people, and I am not surprised that this little Jiang becomes the factory director."

After Yan Bugui said this, he felt his throat was a little smokey, so he quickly picked up his big teapot and took a sip of tea.

"Xie Cheng, let me ask you, does the director of your steel rolling mill need to pay for a meal inside the mill?"

Hearing his father's words, Yan Jiecheng smiled and shook his head. "Dad, aren't you kidding? He just gives it, no one dares to accept it!"

"This is amazing. When you reach a certain status, you won't need to spend money on food at all."

Seeing his wife and children admiring him, the third uncle Yan Bugui looked proud. He had not felt so happy in a long time.

At my level, being a teacher in this elementary school is really a bit humiliating.

I've heard in the past few days that the dean is retiring soon, so I might as well give him some gifts.

"What, you said Jiang Yan took Zhu Zhu and the others to Baoshi to meet He Daqing."

Yi Zhonghai had just returned home, picked up the herbal tea on the table and took a sip. He heard his aunt talking about Jiang Yan taking He Yuzhu to Baoshi. He was so shocked that he almost threw the water cup away, but the water in the tea cup It really spilled all over the table.

"No, old man, you are such an adult, why are you still so frizzy?"

The aunt complained as she picked up the rag and wiped the table.

"Then did he tell you anything else?"

The first man calmed down and asked.

"I didn't say anything. I don't know what happened to Zhuzhu today. He was a bit ignoring me. It's a bit strange. But Huairu told me a lot."

The aunt wrung out the water from the rag and hung it on the washstand. He turned around and sat across from the elder, and gave himself a glass of water.

For a while, the old man was really restless, quietly waiting for the next step of the eldest mother.

"This time Huairu came to see his father-in-law He Daqing, but he bought a lot of things for him. He bought just clothes for their family. He Daqing also said that in the future, they would not need to support him, and he would send him money every month. Rainwater costs money.”

After saying this, the eldest mother sighed: "He Daqing finally figured it out. It would be great if it were like this."

Auntie's words were like thunder, exploding directly in Yi Zhonghai's head. At this time, Yi Zhonghai's entire head was empty. There was a ringing in my ears.

"It's over, it's over."

My wife doesn’t understand, and I still don’t understand what he means?

I was a little lucky just now, thinking that maybe He Daqing didn't tell him about sending money. When Qin Huairu finally told the aunt that He Daqing would send money to support He Yuyu, the climate was clearly telling him that he had understood this matter, and he was thinking Thinking about what his wife said about He Yuzhu's demeanor just now, it was clear that he had cut off their living expenses himself.

If He Yuzhu brought this matter to the neighborhood committee and the steel rolling mill, not only would his reputation be ruined, but he might even end up in jail.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai loosened his hand holding the water cup, and the tea cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Then he got down from the chair and squatted there holding his head and kept saying, "It's over, it's all over.

"Old man, don't scare me, what's going on?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai squatting on the ground holding his head, the aunt was frightened and hurried over to see what was going on.

After a while, Yi Zhonghai finally calmed down and sat on his own stool again.

"Old man, what's going on?"

Hearing his wife ask, the uncle took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a long puff.

"When He Daqing left, he took care of He Yuzhu and his siblings."

When Yi Zhonghai said this, he took another drag on his cigarette, and then said as if he had made up his mind: "He also left me 200 yuan and asked me to give it to Zhuzi and the others when they need it."

When she heard Yi Zhonghai's words, the aunt's face turned ugly, and she trembled and asked, "You didn't tell them."

"No," Yi Zhonghai shook his head.

"Not a month later, He Daqing sent back 15 yuan for me to give to his brother and sister as living expenses."

"You didn't give it to them either."

"No." Yi Zhonghai still shook his head.

"Oh my God! Why don't you give it to them! We are not short of money either! What do you think?"

Hearing what Auntie said, Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and said, "I'm not thinking about our future retirement. I'm thinking that if He Daqing ran away with the widow, Zhu Zhu and the others would have no one to take care of them. When they can't survive, I If we help them, according to Zhu Zhu's character, he will definitely be grateful to us. In the future, Dongxu and Zhu Zhu will take care of us when we get old, so won't our retirement be stable?"

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Aunt Ma sighed, but tears flowed out involuntarily. The reason why Yi Zhonghai plotted against He Yuzhu was because he failed to live up to his expectations and did not leave him a man and a half.