Siheyuan, my new life

Yan Bugui absentmindedly finished his dinner and stood at the door again, fiddling with his pots of flowers and plants while secretly making some calculations.

Tonight, the Jia family in the Central Courtyard prepared a table full of delicious food for the first time to treat Yi Zhonghai and his wife to dinner. Yan Bugui had heard about it from his wife Yang Ruihua a long time ago, but he didn't dare to take advantage of the Jia family. You know, in the No. 95 courtyard, he had taken advantage of Yi Zhonghai, the eldest master, but Yan Bugui really didn't dare to take advantage of just two people.

One is the tough guy Jia Zhang. She relies on the support of the uncle Yi Zhonghai to make a scene in the courtyard. Do you still want to take advantage of her? It's good enough if you don't get cheated by her. The other is the deaf old lady in the backyard. Although the deaf old lady looks kind and cheerful all day long, if anyone provokes the deaf old lady, not to mention the crutches in the deaf old lady's hand, even He Daqing and He Yuzhu will not let her go easily.

Even when Jia Zhang was severely beaten twice by the He family's father and son for cursing the deaf old lady behind her back and bullying He Yushui, even Yi Zhonghai, the uncle who always spoiled Jia Zhang, did not stand up for her.

Yan Bugui didn't want to offend the deaf old lady and get beaten up by the He father and son. His small body could not be compared with the thick-skinned Jia Zhang. That rascal Sha Zhu would hit him hard. If he was beaten by him, his whole family would be in trouble.

Before dinner, I was only staring at the Maotai liquor and Zhonghua cigarettes that He Daqing was carrying. At that time, I was so focused on getting some cigarettes and alcohol that I completely forgot that if I yelled like that, given the nature of these neighbors, they would definitely come over to ask for money. No wonder He Daqing got angry and scolded me.

With Yan Bugui's thick skin, a few scoldings were nothing, but he had not taken into account He Daqing's cigarettes and alcohol, and he had not yet found out about the job from He Daqing, which made him anxious and restless.

Yan Bugui thought about going to He Daqing's house to ask, but according to the rules of the old city, people generally would not disturb others at their homes during meal times, otherwise they would be suspected of eating for free. Now, unless the relationship is particularly good, no one would be so shameless as to go to someone else's house for a free meal.

You have to know that since the implementation of the food coupon quota, everyone's food ration is fixed. If you go to eat a meal, others may go hungry at the end of the month. So now, even if someone invites you to drink, most people who attend the banquet will take the initiative to leave some food coupons.

But asking Yan Bugui to pay for his food coupons would be like asking for his life. The Yan family would exchange their monthly fine food coupons for coarse grains such as corn flour and sorghum flour. The Yan family would only make dumplings with two grams of flour during the Chinese New Year, and they would count the dumplings to ensure that everyone had the same amount.

After thinking it over, Yan Bugui gave up the idea of ​​going to the He family. He felt that it would be easiest to wait at the door and block He Daqing. By then, he would definitely not think about what He Daqing had in his hands, and would directly ask about work matters.

What Yan Bugui didn't expect was that just after dinner, he saw He Daqing carrying the cloth bag as if he was going out. Then he understood in his heart that the Moutai liquor and Zhonghua cigarettes that He Daqing was carrying before dinner were obviously bought by himself to give as gifts. Today, Sha Zhu had just gone to work in the canteen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, and now He Daqing was carrying the gifts to give as gifts. Obviously, there must be a connection between the two.

Yan Bugui pondered in his heart, but quickly blocked He Daqing's way with his body, and said with a smile: "Daqing, it's so late, why are you still going out?"

He Daqing frowned and looked at the other party without saying anything, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to him.

But Yan Bugui seemed not to notice the other person's expression, and continued to talk to himself: "Daqing, which leader are you going to give a gift to? We have been neighbors for many years. Our Jie Cheng is not young anymore and will have to find a job soon. Daqing, you have connections, so you won't watch your child be jobless, right? Don't be too selfish. You can't just arrange a job for your son. There are many unemployed children in our courtyard. You are also a member of our No. 95 courtyard, so you have to help and contribute a little."

He Daqing suddenly felt like the top of his head was about to explode. It seemed that he had been too easy to talk to over the years, and anyone could use moral blackmail on him. He looked coldly at Yan Bugui and a few people who had come over to watch the fun, took out a box of Peony cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep puff.

When Yan Bugui saw the Peony cigarette in He Daqing's hand, he subconsciously wanted to reach out for it. But when he thought of his purpose, he suppressed the greed in his heart and stared at He Daqing.

He Daqing snorted coldly before speaking: "Yan Bugui, did I give you face by saying such things today? Yan Jiecheng is your son, not my, He Daqing's, so why should I arrange a job for him? Do you think a job quota is cabbage? Even if it is cabbage, no one will give it to you if you don't spend money. You, Yan Bugui, just talk nonsense, and I, He Daqing, have to arrange a job for your Yan Jiecheng? You even shamelessly dragged the neighbors in the courtyard. You, Yan Bugui, really have no shame. You block the gate of the courtyard all day long, giving the east family an onion and the west family a head of garlic. You take advantage of others when they buy something. Have you forgotten, Yan Bugui? What do I, He Daqing, do for a living? I am one of the most famous cooks in Dongcheng District, and I am also the deputy director of the canteen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. From the leaders of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to the directors and section chiefs, it may be a little difficult for me, He Daqing, to ask for a job from the leaders, but it is only a matter of a word for me to ask them to help me not to let certain people enter the factory. You, Yan Bugui, listen carefully. As long as I, He Daqing, work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill for one day, if someone from your Yan family can work in the factory, it means that I, He Daqing, have no guts! In addition, I also know the principal and the dean of your Red Star Primary School. When I have time, I will report the behavior of a certain people's teacher in the No. 95 courtyard. "

After saying this, He Daqing ignored the pale and shaky Yan Bugui and walked straight out of the courtyard gate with his things.

The neighbors who heard the noise and rushed over to watch the fun also began to talk in low voices. It seemed that Yan Bugui had really pissed off He Daqing this time. Since He Daqing dared to openly say that no one from the Yan family would be able to enter the Red Star Steel Mill, it meant that they had completely broken off relations.

Several workers at the Red Star Steel Mill laughed and whispered, "Is Yan Bugui mentally ill? A regular employee quota at the Red Star Steel Mill now costs at least a thousand yuan, and he wants Director He to arrange a job for his son with just a few words, and he even wants to drag our neighbors in the courtyard into it. Don't say that He Daqing is only the deputy director of the steel mill cafeteria, even the director of the Red Star Steel Mill would not agree to such a thing. You know, there is only one job for each person now, and even if the factory leaders have a few quotas, they can only take care of the relationship. He is just an ordinary neighbor, how can he have the face to say such a thing?"