Siheyuan: Xu Damao's New Life

Xu Damao took out a cigarette and lit it, and then distributed cigarettes to the third uncle and Jiecheng Jiefang. The third uncle and Yan Jiecheng lit up directly, but Yan Jiefang did not light up and secretly glanced at his father.

Yan Bugui blew out a smoke ring and glanced at his second son. "You are not a child anymore. If you want to smoke, just smoke openly. You little bastard, do you think I don't know that you smoke secretly outside? Your mother took a lot of tobacco out of your pocket when she washed your clothes!"

When Yan Jiefang heard that his family already knew about it, he stopped being secretive and just lit it up and took a puff. He also tried to imitate his father by blowing smoke rings, but he failed to blow out smoke rings and instead choked and kept coughing.

Xu Damao couldn't help but laugh, "Third Uncle, you see, your family usually divides the food equally, and even counts the pickles. You keep calculating and calculating, and even the family affection has faded. Besides, who in our area has ever heard of a family asking for food and accommodation expenses for their own children?"

"Well, I've thought a lot since you told me last time, Damao. I did over-calculate before. Now I'm going to correct my mistakes. I'll teach these bastards a lesson in the future. If anyone dares not to provide for my old age, I'll beat him to death."

Yan Bugui took out a lot of money and a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and read from the paper: "The eldest and second brother helped Damao work for twelve days and each earned six yuan. Now I will give you three yuan each and confiscate the rest so that you can find a job and get married in the future."

"Dad, are you really going to give us three dollars?" Yan Jiecheng's eyes were full of distrust. Yan Jiefang also found it a little unbelievable. According to his father's stinginess in the past, it was good enough for him to give him fifty cents for pocket money.

Yan Bugui couldn't stand his sons' questioning, so he counted out six yuan, three yuan for each of the two older ones, and two fifty-cent notes for the two younger ones. "Your father is a stickler for words. You two have grown up and can earn money. The pressure of life at home has been reduced a lot. You are also at the age where you need to make friends and find a partner. In the future, you only need to hand over half of your earnings, and you can keep the other half for yourself. In addition, there will be no food expenses, accommodation expenses and other miscellaneous expenses in the future. The father of the two younger ones will also give you two cents pocket money every week.

The eldest and the second oldest were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes when they received the three dollars. They were often laughed at by their fellow odd-job workers because they were stingy. After a long time, no one wanted to talk to them. The young people could not stand this and felt very embarrassed, so they stopped interacting with others.

The third and fourth children received 50 cents pocket money today, and they were so happy to think that they would get 20 cents every week in the future. The largest amount of money they had ever received was the 10 cents lucky money given by others during the Chinese New Year, which was taken away by their mother before they could even warm it in their hands.

"Daddy is the best. I like such a daddy." The fourth child, Yan Jiedi, hugged Yan Bugui's neck and kissed his old face. The wrinkles on Yan Bugui's face became deeper with joy.

Yan Bugui found that he also enjoyed this happy and warm family atmosphere, and it seemed that his decision was correct.

"Old Yan, if we give the children so much money, what will we do when they get married and find jobs in the future? That will cost a lot of money." Third aunt Yang Ruihua said a little uneasily.

"Don't spoil the fun, old lady. The eldest and second sons can both earn money now. Even though they are only doing odd jobs now, they both graduated from junior high school. Will they continue to do odd jobs? I plan to send the second son to join the army. Liu Haizhong and I are asking around. It's almost done. Don't worry, our family life will get better and better in the future. A harmonious family is the root of everything. The ancients were right!"

"Your brother Damao is now the deputy section chief. He is well-informed and capable. You bastards should listen to your brother Damao more in the future. Do you understand?"

"I know, I know."

Xu Damao smiled slightly. This stingy old Yan still didn't forget to flatter him. But it was good. This time, the old Yan family was completely on his side. It was worth it for him to help them again and again. It didn't matter if he had the chance to help them again in the future. With the system, he could get a few letters of introduction. He couldn't be trapped in this small courtyard forever.

The atmosphere became more harmonious, and everyone finished their lunch with laughter. Xu Damao said he had to go to his parents' house and left.

Because Lou Xiao'e didn't understand the situation, she didn't say much at the dinner table, but she gave Xu Damao 100% support.

After leaving the yard, Xu Damao drove Lou Xiao'e directly to his parents' home, planning to hire a cart to bring over the quilt, mattress, and quilt that he had asked Xu's mother to make.

Xu's mother was very satisfied with Lou Xiao'e as her daughter-in-law. This marriage was made possible by her and Lou's mother. However, Lou Xiao'e was still a little uncomfortable with the change in her status, but she behaved well and said a lot of nice things to please her mother-in-law.

"Xiao'e, when are you going to hold the wedding banquet? Has your family told you?"

"I will listen to Brother Damao. Our family has no objection."

"Mom, I plan to take the moth over next week, but now is not a difficult time and we advocate frugality. I plan not to have a banquet, but to invite everyone to eat dumplings together, which is economical and affordable."

Xu's mother nodded in agreement. She had lived in the courtyard for more than 20 years, so she knew the morals of the people there. They were like people who would eat when they picked up the bowl and curse when they put it down. "Okay, let's make some dumplings together. It's both decent and affordable, and no one can say anything."

"Mom, then you two rest at home for a while. I'll go to the street corner to find a cart to send the things back. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep at night." In fact, Xu Damao just wanted to get Lou Xiao'e away and planned to get some good things from the space.

After a while, Xu Damao came back with a cart. Xu's mother and Lou Xiao'e were chatting happily, and when they saw him come back, they helped to move things. Then Xu Damao took the cart back to the courtyard, and Lou Xiao'e was kept by Xu's mother to talk and share her experience.

After unloading the things at the courtyard and paying the money, Xu Damao let the cart go first. He took a lot of good things out of the space. With the system, the source is reasonable and traceable. Anyway, people in the courtyard have seen him bringing things home in carts, so there must be nothing wrong.

Seeing that it was almost done, Xu Damao set off to the trust store. This trust store has some of the functions of the ancient pawnshop and can be regarded as a product of a special period. People can sell some unused items to the trust store, or let it sell on their behalf, but they will charge a certain handling fee.

There was little garbage in those days, and many things were reused. For example, clothes were new for three years, old for three years, and mended for another three years. Families with average conditions would only take things to trust stores or recycling stations if they were really unusable.

However, there are some special cases, that is, some of the Qing Dynasty's old and young people. Life is almost unbearable, why do they still keep so many good things left by their ancestors? Many precious antique paintings and calligraphy, valuable furniture, etc. have been sold to trust stores.

As he was about to arrive at the Trust Store, Xu Damao spent 100 points to redeem a basic identification skill. Combined with the scanning skill given by the previous system upgrade, he could quickly and massively identify the authenticity of things. Today he came to the Trust Store specifically to shop.

Hmm? It's too small, too small. Xu Damao was clearly trying to protect our country's cultural relics from being damaged, to protect the crystallization of China's 5,000-year-old brilliant civilization. It was definitely not for the appreciation of these antiques in the future, absolutely not!