Siheyuan: Full of Love

Liu Haizhongjia

"Eat! Eat! The only thing he knows how to do is eat!" Liu Haizhong became furious as he saw his son secretly eating the scrambled eggs on the table as soon as he entered the room.

His sons were having a great time eating at home, but as a father he had to rack his brains to plan jobs for them, which made Liu Haizhong very angry.

Pull out the belt and greet directly.

"Ah! Dad, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen your eggs. Stop hitting me!" Liu Guangtian rolled on the ground with his teeth bared.

Liu Guangfu also squatted under the table with his head in his hands.

As the boss, Liu Guangqi hid aside and licked the egg beside his mouth. Hmm! It's none of your business, so don't make yourself uncomfortable.

After Liu Haizhong finished beating, Second Aunt came in with steamed bread and it was time to eat.

Liu Haizhong was eating scrambled eggs and nodded when he saw his eldest son pouring him a glass of wine.

"Guangqi, He Daqing ran away, and the position is vacant. I'll see if there's a chance for you to take over the position later."

"Dad, I don't want to be a cook. I want to go to a technical secondary school, be a technician, and be a leader." Liu Guangqi looked cunning.

"Good! You have ambition! This is what a good son of father should be. He must become an official." Liu Haizhong sighed happily.

"Dad, I want to be an official when I grow up!" Liu Guangtian, who was eating, raised his head and said loudly.

"You want to be an official? Do you have the fate to do that?" Bang! Liu Haizhong knocked over with the chopsticks in his hand.

Liu Guangtian endured the pain, silently picked up the steamed bread, and took a big bite.

Liu Guangfu wanted to say something too, but when he saw his second brother with a bruised face, he thought, forget it! Let's eat first.

. . . . . .

Yan Bugui's family

"Dad, do you think it's possible to free up Zhuzi's position so that he can be moved around?" the third aunt said impatiently.

Yan Jiecheng standing by also looked expectant: "Dad, please give me some advice!"

"What calculations? That's so harsh! Things for intellectuals are called maneuvers and maneuvers!"

Yan Bugui said with disdain.

"His father, then can you give Zhou...xuan over here?" The third aunt said hesitantly.

"It's difficult!" Yan Bugui looked embarrassed.

"I guess Old Liu has to find a way out for his eldest son. If Liu Guangqi fails to get into a technical secondary school, he can take over the job."

"If it's just Lao Liu, it's easy to deal with, but if Lao Yi gets involved, it's hard to say."

"Old Yi? What does he have to do with it? He already works in a steel rolling mill, why does he need a job?" The three aunts looked puzzled.

"Hey! You're a woman, aren't you?" Yan Bugui's eyes gleamed with brilliance.

"Old Yi has no children, maybe he will have to prepare for his old age!"

"If this position is given to any young man in our courtyard, won't he be remembered for the rest of his life?"

"The person who takes over the position will be stuck. If he doesn't provide for Yi Zhonghai in his old age, he will be stabbed in the back!"

Yan Bugui looked very confident.

"His father, you are really awesome. You figured it out so well!" the third aunt said happily.

Yan Bugui was speechless.

"Dad, then I have no chance at all?" Yan Jiecheng asked unwillingly.

Yan Bugui glanced at him and said, "Xie Cheng, you haven't even graduated from junior high school yet. It's a bit too early to find you a job now."

"Your father is just preparing for a rainy day and leaving you a way out. Besides, a good blacksmith must be strong himself. You should fight for your own success."

"Oh! Okay." Yan Jiecheng thought he could go to work and wouldn't have to go to school.

"Let's eat half a steamed bread and two pickles today."

"Why? I should have one steamed bun and four pickles." Yan Jiecheng looked dissatisfied.

"I have analyzed this matter so clearly for you today, you have to pay the tuition." Yan Bugui said lightly.

"I didn't ask you to analyze it, you said it yourself." Yan Jiecheng argued.

"You didn't understand at first, but once you listened to me and understood, you had to pay tuition. It's the same concept as going to school."

"I understand, but I didn't accomplish it, did I?"

"How old are you? A twelve-year-old kid is already thinking about working? Besides, if you succeed, you can just eat half a steamed bun and two pickles to make a living."

"So you just want to use this incident to cheat me out of half a steamed bun and two pickles?" Yan Jiecheng said angrily.

"Now that we've said it, beating the kids on a rainy day is nothing to do, so we have to plan something, otherwise it will be a big loss." Yan Bugui disagreed.

"Humph! I don't want to eat anymore!"

Yan Jiecheng pushed the bowl aside, threw down his chopsticks, and ran out.

"Fuck, save it for him. Save a meal today and give it to him tomorrow."

"Boss, didn't you say that intellectuals' affairs cannot be called calculations?"

"Yeah! He was just like Zhou Zhuo, and then he spun out!"

"People, if you eat well and drink well, you will be poor, but if you fail to plan well, you will be poor!"

The three aunts...