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Zhao Ke's original intention in bringing Liu Aiguo was to ask him to help renovate the house, because after several years, the lime on the walls had peeled off, and the furniture was scattered around, making it unsightly.

So he suggested, "Why don't we ask the engineering team from the maintenance depot to help us renovate it?" Liu Aiguo suggested.

"Zhou Ke glared at him, "How can there be so much money! Do you think the workers in our maintenance section are as rich as train drivers?" he thought to himself.

The imagination is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Although Zhou Ke had a good status as a team leader, his salary was not very high, only about 44 or 45 yuan per month.

What's more, he also needs to consider the various expenses required for the upcoming wedding, such as the three turns, one ring, and forty-eight major items, as well as some wedding necessities.

Naturally he wanted to be thrifty and save wherever possible.

There are ways to save money in this day and age.

Li Aiguo rode his bicycle back to the junk shop and collected a pile of old newspapers. With the help of paste, he pasted them on the wall, which looked like a decent decoration technique.

For furniture products, he decided to go to a reputable trust mall to buy them, as the price/performance ratio was relatively suitable.

As for the equipment for the wedding, he already had his own bicycle, and the only thing he needed to deal with was the radio.

Such an appliance requires special tickets to purchase.

Although Zhou Ke had served in the railway security team and had been dealing with various people in society for a long time, he had developed a deep friendship with them and mastered many private tricks.

However, the more he knows about these channels, the more cautious and vigilant he must be.

Normally, I would not even go to the pigeon trading site to avoid any risks or "poison pills" that might be accidentally contaminated.

"Let Wang Daguo help you with it and wait for my reply," Li Aiguo suggested.

Zhou Ke had heard of this name.

Hearing that this person was a friend of his old classmate Li Aiguo, he was trustworthy and reliable, so he readily accepted the offer.

After leaving the scrap shop, Li Aiguo entrusted the task to Wang Daguo and once again checked the income and expenditure bills of scrap items during this period.

When I arrived at the old courtyard, it was already dark and past dusk. As soon as I entered the house, I was stopped.

"Wang Da Kui is back?" His eyes framed in tortoise shell frames sparkled.

Yan Bugui asked about his second son, Yan Jiecheng, about his recent situation in the maintenance section. Ever since he suffered a serious setback last time, he was deeply worried about his eldest son.

Often inquire about various information.

He said, "Uncle, don't worry, Jie Cheng's performance is getting better and better. The team leader told me that his production efficiency this month is already among the best." Hearing this, Yan Bugui was full of joy, and there seemed to be only a ray of light in his eyes.

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"Thank you for your help, otherwise our Jiefang might have lost his job.

Anyway, Jiefang's grades have not been very good, so maybe he should give up school. How about letting him follow Jiefang to the maintenance section to work in the coal mine?

"Don't do that," Li Aiguo said. "Uncle, don't forget that you are still young and might be able to go to high school in the future. It's a pity to give up studying and become a worker now. What's more, we can't recruit minors under the age of 16 to work in the factory."

"Really? It's really a pity." After this conversation, Yan Bugui's worries seemed to ease a little, but he was still full of consideration and worry about his child's future.

Seeing Yan Bugui's regretful expression, Li Aiguo felt a little amused. After all, it was understandable that the value of books was not fully demonstrated due to the rising status of workers in that era.

Some parents may think that if their children leave school early and enter the workforce, they can help the family solve financial pressures more quickly.

However, for veteran teachers like Yan Bugui who have many years of teaching experience, although the children have only completed primary school, their junior high school career can continue.

In the yard, many children drop out of school after completing basic education.

As an outsider, Li Aiguo could only provide limited information and opinions. The topic of whether Yan Bugui would cause his son Yan Jiecheng to drop out of school simply because of material desires was obviously beyond his ability to control.

Pushing his bicycle home, he first piled the clothes he had changed in the past few days in a washbasin, and then walked to the tap next to the central courtyard to wash with water. At this moment, the weather is slightly cooler during the day, and many residents have gathered by the water source to discuss family matters and enjoy this slightly joyful atmosphere. Although washing clothes is not difficult and the process does not take too much time, Li Aiguo has mastered the traditional manual laundry skills by cutting the soap nuts into pieces, putting them into clean water, mixing them thoroughly, and soaking the clothes.

During the washing process, Li Aiguo unexpectedly smelled a strong aroma of Chinese medicine without anyone noticing. Jia Dongxu, who was sitting on a chair and watching the neighbor's woman washing and hanging clothes, glanced at the backyard from the corner of his eye and said with a sarcastic tone: "Xu Damao seems to be decocting medicine at home! It must be because he has a problem with his body!" In response, Li Aiguo immediately greeted the surroundings and asked Jia Dongxu about his discovery: "Did the Xu family frequently decoct medicine during this period?" Jia Dongxu might have scolded him at ordinary times, but now, he was more immersed in the environment of watching the fun, and had long been accustomed to ignoring or not commenting on such events.

Li Aiguo continued, "I guess this is the reason. Before, when Lou Zhenhua forcibly took Xu Damao away and caused him to suffer when he returned, their home was always filled with a strange smell of traditional Chinese medicine."

If we use common sense to infer, Jia Dongxu would probably not be able to remain calm if he was accused of this, and he would immediately scold his wife. Now Jia Dongxu seemed to be uninterested in the world, and he just regarded this matter as a fun event and chose to ignore it, without any further interference or comments.

A few weeks ago, Xu Damao's relationship with Lou Zhenhua broke down due to some incident, which led to him having to face the situation of having his engagement cancelled.

Amid the discussion and laughter, Li Aiguo continued to wash the clothes and paid attention to the discussions and reactions around him. Although he had no intention of directly participating in the fight, he recognized Jia Dongxu's insight to a certain extent, "You are absolutely right. Judging from his behavior and reaction, it is indeed the case."

Although these daily community activities and neighborhood exchanges seemed ordinary in the context of the time, they contained people’s unique insights and personal perceptions of social phenomena. Everyone’s understanding of events was different, which created a unique picture of diversity and complexity in community life.

Hearing the rumor, Li Aiguo silently gave them a thumbs up in his heart.

Be able to extract valuable clues from limited information and sort out the correct context.

This place is truly a courtyard where intelligence is gathered and distributed.

Jia Dongxu, who had not been praised by his neighbors for a long time, unexpectedly attracted attention this time.

He stood up, crossed his hands on his waist, and his proud posture was as proud as an old dove on a branch.

At this moment, a voice came from a distance:

"You haven't heard anything yet, right? Xu Damao has contracted an infertility disease and will never have offspring of his own in this lifetime!"

Unlike the speculation among neighbors, this is a real source of information.

Everyone's focus immediately shifted to the person who spoke - it was the famous second uncle Liu Haizhong.

His belly was slightly bulging, and he took steady square steps. His greasy face was clearly up and down, and his huge belly was jumping as if he had stolen a basketball, showing his excitement.

Jia Dongxu, who was deprived of the limelight, felt a little unwilling and snorted, asking, "Second uncle, how did you know?"

Liu Haizhong walked into the middle of the group, put his hands behind his back confidently, and said, "This is the aftereffect of not being close to authority!

I went to report to the workshop director today, and happened to hear him personally confirm the story. This story has now spread throughout the entire workshop. It is said that Lou Zhenhua took Xu Damao to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. The results showed that Xu Damao had problems with his physical development, and it seemed that the drug had problems. "

As soon as these words were spoken, the residents' eyes immediately lit up.

So big, so tempting!

In order to regain attention, Jia Dongxu said loudly: "Before Shazhu was arrested, he scolded Xu Damao for not being able to reproduce. At that time, I just thought it was a joke. Now the truth has been revealed."

"It's really a disaster sent by heaven. You see, he has been so arrogant since he married into the Lou family."

"Fortunately, the news was confirmed. It turned out to be just a bachelor's piece."

As Jia Dongxu finished speaking, a figure rushed over.

Xu Damao was seen rushing towards Jia Dongxu with an iron pot in his hand and a ferocious look on his face.

The medicinal liquid in the pot scattered on the ground, probably caused by the action of pouring out the medicinal residue just now.

"Sun thief, your lies will eventually be punished!"

Xu Damao raised the iron pot high and threw it over.

"boom!"

Jia Dongxu had never thought in his life that there would be such a strong pot of fire on his head.

However, the obvious result was obvious - the iron pot completely defeated his resistance.

Lin Weihang clenched his forehead, his body shaking with anger. He raised his two fists high with an open stance and let out two "huh, huh" sounds.

His demeanor and bearing were so firmly in control that everyone mistakenly thought it was Agui who had returned.

But it didn't work.

No matter how powerful your kung fu is, you are still afraid of the iron sand pot.

At this time, Lin Weihang was extremely angry.

The lid of the pot was lifted, making a whirring sound.

be honest.

This iron casserole is really much more convenient to use.

Once it's out, it can be used as a weapon, and once it's retracted, it acts like a shield.

Every once in a while, Lin Weihang was suppressed by the iron sand pot.

Several blows to the top of the head.

A vibrating sound of "ding, dong, dong" was heard in the air.

The audience noticed.

People who abided by the rules immediately stepped forward to stop Lin Weihang and successfully rescued him from the brink of danger.

After Ah Fu learned what had happened, he rushed over.