The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

After get off work in the afternoon, Liu Minghui returned to the courtyard. Most of the neighbors he met were cheerful because they were all workers in the steel rolling mill. They didn’t have to go to work tomorrow and could eat and drink for free at the factory. How could they not be happy?

"It's time to get off work, Minghui."

However, Yan Bugui was not very happy, and even his greeting to Liu Minghui was not natural.

After all, no one in his family worked at the steel mill, and the only one, Yan Jiecheng, had moved away.

For Yan Bugui, this was a huge loss. Seeing others happy, Yan Bugui felt very sad.

"Second uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"

Seeing this, Liu Minghui started teasing Yan Bugui.

"Hey, it's strange that I'm in a good mood. There are no workers in Old Yan's family who work in the steel mill."

Not far away, Liu Haizhong heard it and answered.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui said angrily, "Who said that? Doesn't my son Jie Cheng work in a steel mill?"

Seeing Yan Bugui's frustrated look, Liu Minghui and Liu Haizhong looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time.

Liu Haizhong pointed at Yan Bugui with his fingers, as if he was making fun of him.

"Haha, Old Yan, Old Yan, I told you not to be so calculating. Now it's all right, isn't it?"

Yan Bugui snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Humph, if you don't think about it, how can I support my family if I rely on myself?"

Yan Bugui was severely humiliated in front of the two of them today, and he felt much more resentful towards Yan Jiecheng and his wife.

In his opinion, if the two had not insisted on moving away, the Yan family would have been considered a well-known family in the compound. They would not have been laughed at like they are now.

By the way, Yan Bugui also resented Liu Minghui. When Yan Jiecheng moved away, Liu Minghui also put in a lot of effort.

If Liu Minghui hadn't helped speak up, Yan Jiecheng would not have gotten the house at all.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going back to eat."

Yan Bugui stopped talking and turned to leave. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he might get sworn at.

"This old Yan, tsk tsk."

Liu Haizhong sighed twice, then asked Liu Minghui: "I heard that Lao Yi is going to take the eighth-level worker exam. Minghui, do you know this?"

Liu Minghui was stunned when he heard this. Yi Zhonghai was planning to take the eighth-level fitter exam. Could it be that he was promoted in this assessment?

After thinking for a while, Liu Minghui responded to Yi Haizhong: "Uncle, I really don't know about this matter, but if Yi Zhonghai can pass the exam, it will be a good thing, right?"

Liu Minghui didn't care about this. He had no grudge against Yi Zhonghai anyway, so there was no need to belittle anyone.

"Oh, forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you. I'll go back and eat."

Liu Haizhong said this with a depressed look on his face, then turned and left.

He originally wanted to remind Liu Minghui to be careful not to be overthrown by Yi Zhonghai, but what he didn't know was that Liu Minghui never took the old men in the courtyard seriously. After all, no matter who came to power, as long as there was nothing wrong with his brain, no one would provoke him.

Seeing that both of them had left, Liu Minghui turned around happily and went home.

"I'm back. What were you talking about outside? I saw the old man across the street looking angry. What's going on?"

Before she entered the house, Yu Li asked her a question. She was also waiting at the door just now, and happened to see the three of them chatting. Not long after, she found that Yan Bugui left angrily.

Hearing this, Liu Minghui smiled and explained, "What else could it be? Yan Bugui was provoked by Liu Haizhong. It's because no one in his family works in the steel mill."

"Yan Jiecheng doesn't have much contact with him now. It's because he was too calculating and even lost the family relationship."

Yu Li said helplessly after hearing this: "Is that so? Second Uncle is really calculating. Before, when we posted something on the shelves, people from the other side came over to ask for some."

Yu Li had brought back a lot of goods from Liujia Village before, and she had planned to dry them and store them, but the third aunt found out and asked for a lot of them in a roundabout way. Yu Li felt that the goods were not valuable, and the third aunt was too shameless to leave. Yu Li was shy to begin with, and could not resist the third aunt's constant flattery, so she had no choice but to give her a lot.

"There is also this matter. It seems that the Yan family's ability to scheme is really passed down from generation to generation."

Liu Minghui made a joke. He had never heard Yu Li talk about this before.

At the He family, He Yuzhu was drinking with He Daqing.

"We'll all go together tomorrow. I heard there's a movie to watch in the afternoon."

"But I still need to take an assessment in the morning. I wonder if I can improve my chef level?"

He Yuzhu sighed and said that he was only an eighth-level chef until now, unlike He Daqing, who had a fifth-level chef certificate. This was because the highest level in the factory was only sixth-level, and there was no money to go higher, so He Daqing had no intention of taking a higher-level exam.

He Yuzhu, who was a little bit drunk, seemed to have thought of something and asked He Daqing beside him: "Dad, you are already a level 5 chef, why don't you pass the exam?"

He Daqing glanced at him and said unhappily, "Why take the test? The factory doesn't pay you, so it's fine."

He Daqing is a smart man. As soon as He Yuzhu sticks out his butt, he knows what his silly son wants to say.

"I heard that as long as the chef's level is above level three, the steel mill will not be able to keep me. I might be transferred away. I am old and don't want to run around. It's better for me to retire in the steel mill."

He Daqing was telling the truth. He kept the level at five, which was good for everyone. Although the steel rolling mill nominally only offered the highest salary of a level six chef, in order to retain He Daqing, the mill paid a lot of benefits in his monthly salary, which was not much different from the salary of a level five chef.

"Hey, I have to say you are smart, Dad."

He Yuzhu gave He Daqing a thumbs up and praised him.

He Daqing heard this, drank his wine in a daze, and said: "That's right, your father's ability is not only to cook, you still have a lot to learn about being a human being."

Speaking of going to the steel mill, He Daqing said to Liu Lin: "We are all going out tomorrow, remember to lock the door at home."

"How about...?"

As he spoke, He Daqing looked towards the door, opposite which was the Jia family.

Liu Lin was feeding her child. Seeing He Daqing's expression, she nodded in understanding. She knew that he was guarding against the Jia family.

"Got it. I'll remember it."

He Daqing drank his wine and thought of a woman he had met recently, and his eyes narrowed with joy.

I wonder if the other party will like him?

"Dad, what are you so happy about?"

He Yushui had sharp eyes and noticed the change in He Daqing's expression at once, and couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's nothing."

When He Daqing was asked the question, he shuddered and waved his hands in response.

"Nothing, Dad, why are you so nervous?"

He Yushui looked at He Daqing puzzledly and said.

He Daqing thought to himself, of course I can’t tell you that I want to find a stepmother for you.

He Daqing's eyes rolled and he made up a random excuse to get away with it.

"I am happy to see our family enjoying themselves so well."

Since He Daqing said so, He Yushui didn't ask any more questions.

She was still thinking about tomorrow. With the two chefs of the He family, she already knew what delicious food would be prepared tomorrow.