Siheyuan: Five mouths waiting for food at the beginning

Zhao Shanhe was eating when he received a call from the security guard saying that Yan Jiefang was looking for him.

"I know him. He was my former neighbor. Let him in."

Zhao Shanhe was still wondering why Yan Jiefang came to see him. Although Yan Jiefang had followed him a long time ago, he also accepted the money for the sake of the third uncle.

Moreover, Yan Jiefang never gave him gifts during festivals, but Liu Guangtian would visit him with gifts every year after he arranged for him to work at the steel mill.

After Liu Guangfu was arranged to work in the company, brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu came together. Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang were also in the company, but they had never come once.

The first thing Yan Jiefang said when he came in was, "Shanhe, your villa is so beautiful and warm."

"Well, you haven't eaten yet, come and eat something together."

It was just a polite remark, but Yan Jiefang took it seriously. "Okay, I'll come over as soon as I get off work. I haven't eaten yet."

Zhao Shanhe gave Qin Jingru a wink, and Qin Jingru went to serve the rice again.

"Hello Uncle Yan," Zhao Shanhe's children greeted.

"Hello, hello,"

"Shanhe, this is the Moutai liquor I brought you. Two bottles cost sixteen yuan."

Zhao Shanhe's children felt contempt in their hearts. There were many people who gave gifts to their father, but how could he show off and quote the price as soon as he came? Besides, sixteen yuan was not even as much as their monthly pocket money. However, the children were sensible and did not say anything.

"Please sit down," Zhao Shanhe pointed to the chair behind the child.

Zhao Shanhe's family was eating noodles with soybean paste today. After Qin Jingru brought the noodles to the table, Yan Jiefang ate a bowl without any hesitation.

“Would you like another bowl?”

"Okay, Shanhe, your bowl is a little small. I remember you used to be able to eat a lot."

"I wasn't full then, but now my stomach is full of fat and water. I can't sleep at night because I eat too much."

"Dad, I'm full,"

“I’m full too.”

Because the last bit of fried sauce was taken away by Yan Jiefang, there was no fried sauce left when we wanted to eat it.

"Go, go back to your room and read a book."

Zhao Shanhe stopped eating. What was the point of eating without fried sauce? He walked to the sofa, sat on it and started smoking. After so many years, Yan Jiefang hasn't made any progress at all.

After all, he has been a hotel manager for several years, but he hasn't learned any worldly ways. It seems necessary to talk to Shanhu about changing his position.

After Yan Jiefang finished his second bowl, he touched his mouth and came to the sofa.

Zhao Shanhe offered him a cigarette and asked, "Jiefang, do you want to talk to me about something?"

"Yes, Shanhe, I do have something to talk to you about. We grew up together, so I'll just tell you straight."

"My manager was fired and transferred to the archives room to look at files. His salary has become that of an ordinary employee. You also know that my wife has no job and I have two children to support. Can you help me?"

Zhao Shanhe silently gave a thumbs up to Banggeng in his heart. This was a great job. He was just thinking about it. No wonder Yan Jiefang came with wine.

"Jiefang, why did Banggeng jerk off your manager?"

"Shanhe, you don't know? Didn't Banggeng tell you? I said it was a misunderstanding. If you knew, you definitely wouldn't have watched me get jerk off, right?"

"This is a really ridiculous joke. I also watched him grow up. He was ruthless when he attacked me and didn't give his uncle Yan any face at all. When he was a manager, I always supported his work."

"Jiefang, you have been working here for so many years, you should know that Shanhu is in charge of the company, I don't care.

Banggeng was able to become the general manager because of his ability. You are his subordinate, so it is your responsibility to support his work."

"Yes, yes, it's my duty. What do you think of me, Shanhe?"

"Liberation, you better tell me what happened? Did Banggeng jerk off your manager?"

"Shanhe, I told you I'm doing this for the good of the company. Those chefs are too wasteful. When they're cooking, they throw away a lot of leftovers. I told them a few times, but they went against me."

"And the waiters, they can't pack up the leftovers, either,"

"They don't obey me. Every time Banggeng comes to inspect the store, they complain about me. Am I not doing all this for the good of the company and to save costs for the company?"

"It was because the cook and the waiter reported me several times that Bang Geng fired me."

"Any more?"

"That's all. Shanhe, can you talk to Banggeng and get my manager back? If not, you can just find me another store."

"My wife quit her job immediately after hearing that her manager was fired. She made a fuss and wanted to go back to her parents' home. Also, Shanhe, your house is empty anyway, can you lend it to me for a few days?"

"You know, I live in the back house now. It's very cold in the winter, and my father is very strict about coal. The children are almost frozen to death."

Zhao Shanhe exclaimed, "What a guy! Your wife wants to go back to her parents' home, and it's none of my business if your son is freezing. Yet you are eyeing my house. I haven't paid you a lot in the past few years, and you won't buy a house for yourself."

"Jiefang, let's put it this way. I really don't know about the company's affairs, and I won't interfere in the company's affairs. But I can call Shanhu for you later and ask about your situation."

"As for the house, the company should have treated you well over the years. Judging from your family's character, you should have saved some money. Why not buy a house for your children?"

"After all, as the old saying goes, no matter how poor you are, you must not be poor in education, and no matter how hard it is, you must not make your children suffer."

"My house is not mine alone. My father left it to me and my siblings. There are things in it."

"My brothers and sisters have agreed that we won't sell the house and no one will live in it. The house is very important to us as it leaves us a reminder of our father, so we can't lend it to you."

"Shanhe, okay, forget about the house, but you must help with the work. We grew up together."

"Okay, I'll remember it. I'll call you later and tell you how Jiefang got here."

"I found a guy to send me here, and he insisted on asking me for a dollar. I gave him 80 cents."

The corners of Zhao Shanhe's mouth twitched. It was so cold that he even saved this money.

"Okay, it's really cold outside, and it's hard to find a car here, so I won't keep you here. You should find a car and go back as soon as possible."

"Okay, Shanhe, I won't bother you anymore. Just remember my business."

"Okay, remember, take this wine back. I've stopped drinking for a while. Take it back and drink with Uncle San."

Zhao Shanhe returned the wine that Yan Jiefang brought. "Shanhe, it's a pity that you've given up drinking. This Moutai is a good wine. I haven't drunk it many times. I'll take it back."

"Well, go ahead, and be safe on the road."

After Yan Jiefang left, Qin Jingru and the children all ran out. Qin Jingru asked, "Did they send him away?"

"Well, let's go"

"Dad, we're not full. Look at Uncle Yan. He looks like he hasn't eaten anything. He ate all the sauce."

"Okay, it's just right to eat less at night."