Siheyuan: Selling antiques? Only making 28,000 RMB from 30,000 RMB

Zhou Dong heard this and said without hesitation: "Brother, you are too polite. Don't worry, I will get the money for you right away."

Zhou Dong returned to the house, took out some money from his savings, and handed it to Yan Bugui: "Brother, take this money first, and tell me if it's not enough."

Yan Bugui took the money, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes: "Zhou Dong, thank you so much. You always help me like this, I don't know how to repay you."

"Don't say that, brother. We are friends, and it's our duty to help each other." Zhou Dong said with a smile.

A few days later, Yan Bugui's child's condition improved, and Yan Bugui invited Zhou Dong to his home for dinner to express his gratitude. The two talked about a lot at the dinner table, from work to life, from dreams to reality.

"Zhou Dong, you know? Sometimes I really envy you." Yan Bugui said suddenly.

"Envy me? Why?" Zhou Dong was a little surprised.

"You are always so optimistic and full of hope for life. Sometimes I feel that I am too realistic and lack the passion for life," Yan Bugui said frankly.

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "Brother, life is like this. There are difficulties but also hope. The important thing is that we should be grateful and cherish the people and things in front of us. Zhou Dong. I will also try to change myself and learn from you."

As time goes by, Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui's positions in the factory become more and more stable, and their friendship becomes deeper and deeper. They face challenges at work together and support each other in life, becoming each other's strongest backing.

One evening, Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui sat in the courtyard of the quadrangle, watching the sunset. Yan Bugui said with emotion: "Zhou Dong, it has not been easy for us to come this far. Brother. Although there are many difficulties, there are also many beautiful things worth remembering.

"Zhou Dong, what do you think will happen to us in the future?" Yan Bugui asked.

Zhou Dong thought for a while and said, "I don't know what the future will be like. But I know that as long as we continue to work hard and maintain this friendship, there will be a better future. "Yes, as long as we have hope in our hearts, there will be a bright future. "

The afterglow of the setting sun

Zhou Dong loves rice cakes and rides his bike to buy them every week.

Zhou Dong has a special liking for rice cakes. He rides his bike to the old street in the city every week to buy a few pieces. He likes the sweet taste of glutinous rice. Every time he eats a bite, he feels like he has returned to his childhood, that carefree time.

Early in the morning, Zhou Dong rode his bicycle out to buy his favorite rice cake. As soon as he went out, he met Qin Huairu, who was carrying a bucket to fetch water.

"Zhou Dong, why are you going out so early? Do you have something to do today?" Qin Huairu asked with a smile.

"Yes, I'm going to the old street to buy some rice cakes today." Zhou Dong replied with an expectant smile on his face.

Qin Huairu smiled and shook her head: "You only know how to eat rice cakes. You run here every week and you don't feel tired."

"This is not called tiredness, this is called enjoyment." Zhou Dong said with a smile, then waved his hand, got on his bike and left.

Zhou Dong rode for about half an hour and finally arrived at the old street. He walked to the small rice cake stall with familiarity. The stall owner was a kind old lady who would smile kindly every time she saw Zhou Dong.

"Zhou Dong, are you here to buy rice cakes again?" the old lady asked with a smile.

"Yes, grandma, please pack a few more for me today. I've been thinking about it for several days this week." Zhou Dong replied with a smile.

The old lady skillfully wrapped a few rice cakes and handed them to Zhou Dong: "Eat more, you will grow taller."

Zhou Dong took the rice cake and said with a smile: "Thank you grandma, your rice cake is the best."

Zhou Dong was riding his bicycle back with the rice cakes in his hand. On the way, he met Liu Haizhong, who was carrying a basket of vegetables to sell at the market.

"Zhou Dong, are you going to buy rice cakes?" Liu Haizhong saw him and asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's an old habit. I go there once a week." Zhou Dong replied, stopped the car and started chatting with Liu Haizhong.

"You are really persistent in your habit of eating rice cakes." Liu Haizhong joked.

"In life, you always have to have something to stick to," Zhou Dong said with a smile.

"By the way, Zhou Dong, there is a small market this afternoon. I heard there are a lot of good things. Do you have time to go and take a look?" Liu Haizhong asked.

"Okay, since I have nothing to do today, let's go shopping in the afternoon." Zhou Dong agreed.

Back at the courtyard, Zhou Dong put the rice cake on the table, smelling the familiar fragrance, he couldn't help but eat a piece first. Just as he was savoring the delicious rice cake, Yan Jiecheng came over from the yard.

"Zhou Dong, did you buy rice cakes today?" Yan Jiecheng asked with a smile when he saw the rice cakes on the table.

"Yes, come and try a piece too." Zhou Dong greeted enthusiastically.

Yan Jiecheng picked up a piece of rice cake, took a bite, and praised: "Not bad, really good."

"As long as you like it, I went to the old street specially to buy it." Zhou Dong said proudly.

"Zhou Dong, you know what? I also liked to eat rice cakes when I was young. It was not like now that you can buy whatever you want." Yan Jiecheng said with emotion. "Yes, living conditions are much better now, we should also cherish them."

In the afternoon, Zhou Dong and Liu Haizhong went to the small market together. The market was bustling with people coming and going. Various stalls were filled with fresh vegetables, fruits, and some handicrafts.

"Zhou Dong, there is a stall selling handicrafts here. It's pretty good. Let's go take a look." Liu Haizhong said, pointing to a stall in front.

"Okay, let's see if there's anything new." Zhou Dong nodded in agreement.

The two walked to the stall, where the stall owner was a middle-aged woman who enthusiastically introduced various handicrafts to them. Zhou Dong saw a pair of hand-carved wooden birds and thought they were very interesting, so he bought them.

"Zhou Dong, you have good taste. This pair of birds is so exquisitely carved." Liu Haizhong praised.

"Yes, I think it's very interesting. I'll buy it and put it at home to add some fun. Zhou Dong put the handicrafts he bought on the table and admired them happily. Jia Dongxu saw it, walked over and said, "Zhou Dong, your little thing is really nice. Where did you buy it?"

“I bought it at the small market this afternoon, it’s quite interesting.

Jia Dongxu nodded: "Your life is quite romantic. It feels different to have these little things at home. Life should always have some fun.

In the evening, people in the courtyard gathered together. Zhou Dong took out the rice cakes and everyone ate and chatted. Qin Huairu said, "Zhou Dong, your rice cakes are really good. Where did you buy them?"

"There's an old lady on the old street who makes it. I go there to buy a few pieces every week," Zhou Dong replied.

"You have a good habit. If you go there once a week, you can eat delicious food and exercise at the same time." Qin Huairu praised.

Yan Bugui also nodded and said, "Yes, Zhou Dong has always been very persistent. Sometimes we should learn from him."

"Haha, as long as everyone likes it." Zhou Dong said with a smile.

Just when everyone was chatting animatedly, Yan Bugui suddenly brought up something: "Zhou Dong, I heard that the factory is selecting advanced individuals. Are you interested in participating?"

Zhou Dong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I haven't thought about this, but since there is a chance, why not give it a try?" "Okay, let's work together this time and see who can get this honor."

Zhou Dong nodded: "Then let's work hard together."

In the following days, Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui worked harder and helped each other, and were very busy every day.

One day during a lunch break, Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui sat on a bench outside the workshop. Zhou Dong asked, "Brother Yan, what do you think our chances are this time?"

Yan Bugui pondered for a moment and said, "Opportunities always come to those who are prepared. As long as we try our best, there will be hope. No matter what the result is, we will not regret having tried our best."

On the day when the selection results came out, Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui were very nervous. The factory director announced at the meeting: "After everyone's hard work and selection, Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui both won the title of advanced individuals this time."

The whole workshop burst into warm applause. Zhou Dong and Yan Bugui looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

After the selection, they were not only good partners at work,

One weekend night, Zhou Dong invited Yan Bugui to his home for dinner. The two chatted while drinking tea in the yard. "Zhou Dong, it's not easy. Brother.

"Zhou Dong, said: I don't know. But I know, "Yes," Zhou Dong, it's not easy. Brother.

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One day Zhou Dong passed by a store and found a piece of clothing that was exactly the same as the one his mother wore when he was a child.

Zhou Dong has lived in the Siheyuan of the old city for many years, and the relationship between neighbors has long been as close as a family. Every week, he rides his bicycle to the old street in the city to buy rice cakes, which has almost become a ritual in his life. Today, the sun is shining, and Zhou Dong rides his old bicycle and happily embarks on a familiar journey.

While riding, Zhou Dong was suddenly attracted by the window of a small shop. There was a blue floral cotton shirt hanging in the window. The familiar pattern and style made him stop instantly.

"This... isn't this the clothes my mother used to wear?" Zhou Dong's heart moved, as if he had returned to his childhood, the warm time he spent with his mother.

He pushed the door open and walked into the shop. The owner was a middle-aged woman. When she saw Zhou Dong coming in, she greeted him warmly: "Young man, is there anything you need?"

Zhou Dong pointed at the dress, his eyes sparkling: "Can I see this dress?"

The shop owner took the clothes and handed them to Zhou Dong, smiling and saying, "This is an old style here, and it is rarely seen now."

Zhou Dong took the clothes and touched the fabric carefully. The familiar texture warmed his heart. In his mind, he saw his mother busy in the kitchen, the kind woman wearing the same flowered shirt, always smiling and making delicious meals for him.

Zhou Dong bought the dress and rode his bicycle back home, his heart full of longing for his mother. Back at the courtyard, he carefully placed the dress on the bed with a gentle look in his eyes.

Yan Bugui came over from the yard, saw Zhou Dong's expression, and asked curiously: "Zhou Dong, what good things did you buy today?"