Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Li Huaide was delighted to see that the matter of regaining his glory had been settled.

His age is the prime of his life and he enjoys life. He worked so hard to climb to the position of deputy factory director. Isn't it just for the purpose of becoming an official, getting rich and enjoying life of luxury?

Unfortunately, I am not able to do what I want...

This is one of the great sorrows of life. When you are young, you are strong and healthy, and as passionate as the breeding donkeys raised in the commune, but you have no money and power and can only watch and finally do it in bed.

After much hard work, he finally gained wealth and status and was able to get the woman he loved.

It turns out that as I get older, I no longer have the same enthusiasm as I did when I was young.

Even peeing is like a shower, dripping.

Even if a fairy was standing next to you, you could only watch helplessly, feeling itchy in your heart like a cat scratching you.

The age when you are least able to give meets the person who wants to give the most. This is the reason why Li Huaide and most middle-aged men sigh all day long.

Of course, Li Weijun, who has two indestructible kidneys in his body, doesn't have this worry.

Qin Huairu was as energetic as a wolf after the Chinese New Year. Looking around the entire courtyard, the only person who could take on the heavy responsibility of paying the public grain was Li Weijun.

As for Jia Dongxu's sickly and frail appearance, it was a great blessing for the Jia family's ancestors that he could have a child.

After promising Li Huaide his unspeakable secret, Li Weijun thought that after handing over his job as a projectionist, it would be time to find some time tomorrow to go to the hospital to look for someone.

It's not that he wanted to see the beautiful young nurses of this era, but he was simply worried about Xu Damao's condition. By the way, he wanted to find some magical medicines such as Three Whip Dali Pills and Five Whip Sea Dog Pills for Li Huaide.

As the saying goes, a long-term illness is difficult to cure.

These common aphrodisiacs may not help Li Huaide's condition.

But Li Weijun couldn't help but want to upgrade and add some points, so he just found a male doctor in the pharmacy and got some heart disease medicine while he was taking a nap, to slightly upgrade the quality.

Even if Li Huaide was a candle, he would probably have to burn out before his tears dried up...

As for why I chose heart-treating medicine, it’s simply because there is little difference in efficacy between most heart-disease medicines and impotence medicines.

There are many miraculous medicines in later generations, and some of them are even used to treat depression and heart disease.

I never thought that after someone ate it, he discovered its aphrodisiac function that drives men crazy.

Since then, these heart disease drugs and depression drugs have gradually gone off track, like wild horses that have broken free from their reins...

Since there was still some time before the dinner, he had some free time, and Li Huaide had given him a new receipt for a Shanghai-brand large steel watch.

Li Weijun plans to exchange it together with his bicycle ticket tomorrow. A large steel watch costs about 80 or 90 yuan, plus a bicycle, which costs at least 200 to 300 yuan.

Even with the money he earned from copying and the funding from Qin Huairu, it was still not enough.

It was a time when he was short of money, so after thinking for a moment, Li Weijun felt that it was time to ask Yi Zhonghai for money.

After flushing the toilet, Li Weijun tied his belt and walked briskly to the second workshop where an old man named Yi Zhonghai was.

Over the years, since the original owner's adoptive father died, the pension and consolation money allocated by the street have basically been kept by Yi Zhonghai.

He muttered something about keeping the money for Li Weijun. Li Weijun's food, clothing, housing and transportation were all funded by Yi Zhonghai. As for the saved money, he would return it in full when Li Weijun came of age.

However, when Li Weijun turned 18, the old fox kept silent about repaying the money.

The original owner went to ask for it, but Yi Zhonghai evaded him by saying that he was saving money for Li Weijun to get married.

As a result, Yi Zhonghai not only gained a good reputation for helping orphans, but also his own pockets became fatter.

Even the original owner, who was a blockhead, was moved to tears of gratitude towards Yi Zhonghai, and felt that Yi Zhonghai was worthy of being the head of the Siheyuan and a highly respected old man.

Not only has he provided me with food and clothing for so many years, he has even considered getting me married.

Thinking of Yi Zhonghai's hypocritical face, Li Weijun felt like retching.

Shameless old man!

It's fine if you're calculating my retirement, but you shouldn't be calculating my money...

In the bustling workshop 2, machines are roaring.

Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and instructing a handsome young man with a delicate and pale face next to him to polish parts with an impatient look on his face.

It can be seen that this guy's skills are not very good.

He was in an absent-minded state, with his eyelids drooping and yawning from time to time. He had not been grinding the parts for long before he lowered his head dejectedly.

Finally, after wasting yet another part, Yi Zhonghai couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Dongxu, what's in your head all day? Glue? You're a level 3 fitter, but you can't even polish a part of this precision. How many times do you want me to show you? You're not going to eat even if I feed you."

In response to Yi Zhonghai's scolding, Jia Dongxu spread his hands and said, "Master Yi, I am really sleepy and dozing off. Can you let me rest for a while? I can take a nap to recover my energy. Otherwise, when Huairu comes back at night, I will have trouble even getting on the kang."

Hearing that Qin Huairu was going to come back from her parents' home to beg for money in the evening, Yi Zhonghai blinked his eyes and criticized Jia Dongxu even more righteously.

"Dongxu, you are still young, so stop thinking about those little things on the kang all day long, okay? Be more ambitious, don't just sit there and wait for death as a third-level fitter, or I, as your master, will be embarrassed and ashamed!"

Jia Dongxu had heard this so many times that his ears were calloused. He scratched his ears nonchalantly and said, "Master, slow work produces fine results. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Go talk to Director Qian and ask him to approve half a day off for me. I will go back to spend more time with Qin Huairu and try to give birth to a big fat boy next year. Then I will take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life."

Director Qian is the workshop director and a former apprentice of Yi Zhonghai. As an eighth-level fitter, he is the treasure of the steel rolling mill.

It can be said that more than half of the team members are Yi Zhonghai’s disciples, and a network of relationships has been formed long ago.

As long as Yi Zhonghai nods, getting a leave will be easy.

However, Yi Zhonghai glared at the listless Jia Dongxu and said in a low voice, "Dongxu, tell your uncle the truth. Were you fooled by Liu Haizhong into gambling with those scoundrels all night long just after you received your wages last night?"

Seeing that he was exposed, Jia Dongxu agreed readily.

He said with a sad face, "I didn't want to either, Master. I thought I would just try to play for a few dollars. At most, my mother would have to take one less can of painkillers. I didn't expect to make more than ten dollars. After winning the money, I felt itchy in my heart. I always wanted to win back the money I lost a few days ago. In a fit of excitement, I spent all my wages."

This dog meat is not that dog meat...

"Eating dog meat" is a game of Pai Gow, which is similar to playing dominoes and can be traced back to the Song Dynasty.

The famous poet Zhang Zongchang was nicknamed the Dog Meat General because he was good at playing Pai Gow.

Once you start eating this "dog meat", it will only take a day to make your entire family lose everything.

Not to mention Jia Dongxu's meager salary of thirty yuan or so, which was barely enough to make a sound.

When Yi Zhonghai heard that Jia Dongxu was playing the game of eating dog meat, he couldn't help but gasp.

He just thought that Jia Dongxu was betting on the size of the dice all night long, but he never expected that he would play so wildly and even play dominoes.

Where there is gambling, there is always debt. Now it is clear that Jia Dongxu has lost all his wages, and there is no telling how many holes he has in his foundation.

So he frowned and asked tentatively: "Dongxu, tell the master the truth, do you owe any debts outside?"

This question really caught Jia Dongxu red-handed. He cried and said, "Master, I do owe a debt. The second uncle owes me 30 yuan, and even the coffin book that my mother sewed in her trouser pocket was stolen. If you don't help, Qin Huairu and her mother will have nothing to eat this month."

Good! Good! Good!

Jia Dongxu is indeed a filial son and a virtuous grandson. Like mother, like son.

Such hilarious remarks made even Li Weijun, who was secretly listening to the news, couldn't help laughing.