Siheyuan: Five mouths waiting for food at the beginning

At night, Yan Jiefang sat on the bed for a long time, but his wife didn't come to fetch water for washing feet. He shouted to his wife who was standing by the stove, "Liu Cuilan, where's the water for washing feet?"

"Pour it yourself. The manager is gone and you still want me to prepare water for you to wash your feet. With the little money you earn in the future, how are we three going to survive?

"I'm telling you, rather than being pointed at and talked about in the yard, I'm going back to my parents' home tomorrow. I can't afford to lose face.

When you become a manager again, come pick me up."

Liu Cuilan was Yan Jiefang's wife. She had a hot temper and no one dared to ask her about her at her parents' home when she was a girl. Yan Jiefang married her because he wanted Liu Cuilan to avoid a dowry.

Over the years, I have never done housework here and am incredibly lazy. I was coaxed by Yan Jiefang with salary and only then did I serve Yan Jiefang to wash his feet every day.

As soon as he heard that Yan Jiefang was dismissed and his salary was reduced, his true colors were immediately revealed.

"No, your son is already so old, why are you going back to your mother's house and not caring about him anymore?"

"That's the root of your Yan family. I don't believe that after I leave, the old man and the old lady won't care about them."

"Okay, stop it, my aunt, I've been annoyed enough today."

"Who is making a fuss? Who is making a fuss?" Liu Cuilan walked up to Yan Jiefang and spit on his face.

"You're not making a fuss. I'm going to wash my feet." Yan Jiefang knew that he couldn't speak, because once he opened his mouth it would be like lighting a bomb.

So he ran to the stove, poured hot water and mixed it with cold water, made the water for washing his feet, then he moved a small stool, sat next to the stove and started soaking his feet.

"Wife, let me tell you, I was only masturbated temporarily, you know that Shanhe definitely doesn't know. If he knew, he would definitely not agree."

"What is the relationship between Shanhe and I? We live next door to each other and grew up together as brothers. How could he treat me like this? I will go find Shanhe after work tomorrow.

"Believe it or not, Shanhe will definitely restore my salary."

Liu Cuilan sat on the kang and said, "No, we can't just restore your salary. If you become the archives keeper, what will we eat? Is the food at home better than the food at the restaurant?"

"Didn't you grow up with Shanhe? Ask him to give you a promotion. It's the position of Banggeng. Didn't you complain that you were always suppressed by a young boy?"

"You are the general manager of Sihai Hotel. You are the most powerful person in the hotel. You don't even need to bring leftovers and ask the chef to make fresh and different dishes for you every day."

Yan Jiefang secretly cursed Liu Cuilan, the illiterate, in his heart. She really thought that the company was her own and she could do whatever she wanted.

"I don't care anyway. You have to be the manager. I have been suppressing Yu Li all these years. I can't let her turn the tables on me."

"Okay, okay, be the manager. I'll talk to Shanhe tomorrow."

Suddenly Liu Cuilan said, "Why don't you talk to Shanhe and get me to be a manager as well? I've never managed many people in my life."

"And my brother, you should get him in too. I didn't ask for a dowry from you at the beginning. It wasn't easy for my family to raise me."

"I've said it so many times over the years, and you always said to wait a little longer. How many years have you been dragging it out? My brother keeps asking me about it, and I don't even dare to go back to my parents' home."

"Aren't you going to look for Shanhe tomorrow? Why don't you take care of my and my brother's affairs as well?"

"Also, when are you going to buy a house? This house facing the ground can freeze people to death in winter."

"And your old man, it's so cold, it's no big deal for me to add a few more pieces of coal. I don't want to live with them for a day. Let's buy a house and move."

"Didn't I give you all my money? I calculated that although the money I earned in the past few years cannot buy a building, it is enough to buy two or three courtyard houses."

“This, this…” Liu Cuilan began to hesitate. Most of the money was used to build a house for his younger brother, so there was no money left.

"We still need to save money to buy a house for our son's marriage. Isn't the Zhao family's house across the street empty? You have such a good relationship with Shanhe, so what's wrong with bringing him over to live with you for a few days?"

The son who had been sleeping on the kang suddenly burst out and said, "Mom, are you serious? Are you really going to buy me a house?"

The younger son was also woken up and heard that he was going to buy a building for his elder brother. "Then I want a building too."

Yan Jiefang has two sons, the older one is twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger one is eight or nine years old. He is the same age as Zhao Shanhe, but got married later than Zhao Shanhe.

In addition, Yan Jiefang and his brothers were in poor health at that time, so the child was born even later.

"Buy whatever you want. If you want a house, go earn it yourself. I'm only responsible for your food and schooling. When you earn money in the future, you must pay me back."

Liu Cuilan pointed at Yan Jiefang's nose and cursed, "I was blind to marry you. You haven't learned anything else, but you have learned the essence of your father's tricks."

Yan Jiefang also said proudly, "This is the family tradition of our Yan family. We will not be poor if we eat and drink, but we will be poor if we fail to plan.

"If we don't count the food you can eat at the restaurant, we can save money on meals and save money."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Remember to go find Shanhe tomorrow and make arrangements for me and my brother, and also borrow the house across the street."

"money"

"What do you want money for?"

"When you go to Shanhe's house, you have to bring something for them, right?"

"What do you want to bring? You said he lives in a villa and runs such a big company, so he must have something. He is missing your little money."

"No, even if they have money, you can't just go there empty-handed. This is social etiquette, don't you understand? You still have to spend the money."

"how much is it?"

"Take 18 yuan. A bottle of Moutai is 8 yuan, so buying two bottles is 16 yuan, and then taking three cars back and forth is 1.6 yuan."

Speaking of Moutai, this thing is amazing. In 1986, the approved retail price was 8 yuan per bottle plus 120 overseas remittance coupons.

By 1987, the retail price had suddenly risen to 128 yuan per bottle.

It increased directly by 120 yuan, which is 16 times that of the previous year.

"You are stupid. Why don't you spend one dollar to buy two empty bottles of Moutai and fill them with your Sanbai liquor? If you don't tell me, no one will know. If Shanhe asks you, just say you bought fake liquor."

"Okay, don't worry about it. I'll ask my son to go outside and find some wine bottles tomorrow."

Yan Jiefang was stunned. Liu Cuilan was really cruel. His father only mixed water, but she directly replaced the wine.

"No, wife, don't fool around in front of the mountains and rivers. Now that this level has come to us, we should spend the dozen dollars. When the salary increases, we can get it back in a few dozen dollars."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the money. That's Maotai. I've never drunk such expensive wine."

"Hurry up and go wash your feet. Don't come in unless I call you."

Then he said to his two sons, "You two should cover your heads with the quilt and don't peek."

After a series of operations, Yan Jiefang finally got 17.60 yuan.