Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

When the Third Master came jogging over with his clothes in his left hand and his pipe in his right hand, he saw two men who looked like fighting cocks and a woman who was extremely curious.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the Third Master stopped walking, panting, and then resumed his proud square step, his expression instantly becoming expressionless.

After the Third Master entered the room, he didn't say anything, but glanced at Zhang Xingwang with an inquiring look.

Zhang Xingwang then explained Liu Lan's situation in detail, and then emphasized that he came today to ask the manager to help rent a house for her, all for work!

After hearing this, the Third Master turned around and gave the steward a reproachful look, then nodded seriously at Zhang Xingwang, and then said to the steward in a deep voice:

"Just say this to the public, remember it!"

Zhang Xingwang originally thought that the Third Master was a reasonable person, but after hearing this, he clearly felt that he had misunderstood the look of blame that he had just given the steward, and it should have been "How could you not even see this!"

Seeing the steward solemnly agreeing and slightly blaming himself, Zhang Xingwang felt depressed, and his mind was filled with thoughts of destruction...

Liu Lan was forced to go for a walk outside after staying for a while, because the grandson of the manager came into the house with a bag on his back, and it was really inappropriate for her to be there.

Looking at the yellow croakers of all sizes in front of him, Zhang Xingwang felt relieved. He listened to the steward chattering:

"You gave me 5130 yuan last time, and we deducted half of it. In total, we exchanged it for yellow croakers of different sizes. Here is the remaining money and the account book. Please check it.

Fortunately, I was lucky these two days and met a few people who exchanged fine grains for coarse grains. Now I can give you an explanation. You don’t know that coarse grains are no longer available on the black market recently. Instead, there are handfuls of tobacco and alcohol tickets, all of which I want to exchange for some food to take back.

It’s the same in our market. It’s sad to see people using oil coupons to exchange for food, but there’s nothing we can do about it given the way things are now…”

Zhang Xingwang looked at the pile of banknotes left in front of him and thought about the more than 7,000 yuan that were still gathering dust in the space. He felt no emotion in his heart. Instead, he kept looking at the small yellow croaker.

After taking a look, I realized that this thing weighs less than one or two pounds, and the large one is probably half a pound. It seems to be a psychological effect, but it feels quite heavy when I pick it up.

But I have time to exchange these, and I wouldn't really want to collect them. It would be more cost-effective to wait and stock up on houses.

The manager originally wanted to send the replaced fine grain as well, but Zhang Xingwang stopped him and asked him to send it to the delivery house and he would come back to pick it up.

Normally, it would be fine to just drink a few bottles of wine to keep the two of them entertained, but if they really took away a few bags of food, who knows how long the two brothers would be sleepless...

The manager kept grumbling for a long time, feeling that it would be better to check the accounts and things in person. After all, he had been the manager for so many years, and everyone knew that Old Six was a man who followed the rules and paid attention to the rules.

But under the temptation of a bottle of medicinal wine from Zhang Xingwang, he was defeated without any suspense, and said seriously that it would not happen again, but after thinking about it, he changed his words to "three times is better than the other"...

The Third Master didn't leave. He must have been very tired today and hadn't recovered yet. After watching the two of them finish their work, he frowned and said to Zhang Xingwang:

"Does the senior know about this?"

Zhang Xingwang was stunned for a moment before he reacted and replied casually:

"I haven't heard from my master for a long time. I guess he got stuck without a letter of introduction while traveling. But he doesn't care about my personal affairs."

After hearing this, the Third Master looked disappointed. He stared at Zhang Xingwang for a few seconds, panting heavily and said expressionlessly:

"A woman will affect your craftsmanship. You are still young. If you really can't find a girl..."

The steward couldn't listen any more and interrupted before the Third Master finished speaking, saying:

"Third Master, you don't understand this. I just figured this out. You see, a young man full of vigor and vitality and a skilled worker, but now the rules are strict and he can't even get a marriage certificate if he wants to.

Think about it, now is different from our time. There are no doors in the alleys. It would be better to find someone like this, who can understand my feelings and won't delay my marriage in the future."

The Third Master was not angry at being interrupted. After thinking for a while, he nodded in approval and replied:

"That makes sense. Young people today are having a hard time..."

"That's not good..."

Zhang Xingwang listened to the two brothers singing the same tune and felt that they were always out of tune and even felt a little itchy. However, when he thought of Liu Lan's gossipy nature, he decisively gave up the idea.

I immediately dragged the manager to see the house, feeling that if I continued listening, I would be completely brainwashed by the two of them.

After bidding farewell to the still gasping Third Master, the three of them set out on the road to look at houses. On the way, Zhang Xingwang explained to the steward word by word the relationship between him and Liu Lan. Seeing the steward suddenly enlightened, Zhang Xingwang nodded with satisfaction and handed him the medicinal wine.

I was slowly led by the manager to a yard not far from the pigeon market. It was a small yard with three families living in it. The two rooms facing west were empty. They were suites that looked to be about 40 to 50 square meters, which was a pretty good place.

The manager introduced the situation. The people living in this yard were several people who distributed grain in the pigeon market, and the entire yard was owned by the manager's grandson.

Let Liu Lan live in peace and let him know if she has any problems. He will take care of it. He also told Zhang Xingwang that the people in the courtyard are busy at night and usually come back before dawn...

Zhang Xingwang listened to him getting more and more excited, and quickly interrupted to ask about the rent. The manager immediately put on a standard flattering smile and said with a smile:

"Although you are one of us, let's be fair. The rent of five dollars a month is not negotiable!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xingwang's nonchalant expression and leaned over and whispered:

"I'm an experienced person. You're still young, so don't be so competitive. As the old saying goes, a husband is one who can bend and slouch. This place is not too close to your home, so come and take a look when you have time!"

Zhang Xingwang also replied angrily:

"Don't worry, I've long since given up on winning or losing, and you won't see me here..."

The steward looked at Zhang Xingwang's unfriendly eyes, and ran away with the medicinal wine in his arms. From a distance, he could hear people muttering about not listening to the old man...

Liu Lan, who had been silent all night, could no longer hold back and asked with a gossipy look on her face what his relationship with the pigeon market was, why everyone called him Fifth Master, and finally she even asked about the manager's escape posture.

She asked the manager if she had ever learned dancing, and she also said that she had seen the girls in the art troupe walk like the manager, with their feet turned outward like big white geese...

Zhang Xingwang got a headache after hearing this. He felt that Liu Lan's eloquence was probably as good as his.

I suddenly thought of my own mother. I guess her head must be about the same size as mine every time she nags me...

Liu Lan asked for a long time before she realized that the man opposite her didn't look very happy. Then she smiled awkwardly and started to clean up the house. As for the rent, Zhang Xingwang asked Liu Lan to pay it herself. Liu Lan agreed, and she agreed quite quickly...

Anyway, Zhang Xingwang really had no intention of having anything happen with Liu Lan. Although he was young and didn't know the good of young women, Liu Lan was really talkative. After all, this was the first serious job he had done at work, and she already called him dad, so he might as well do a good thing for the child...

Looking at Liu Lan bending over, sticking her butt out and twisting her body to clean the house, I thought this woman was doing her job efficiently and ran away immediately.

I feel like this place will corrupt his iron will. After all, he is now a cadre...