The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Yan Bugui took the cigarette with a smile and put it on his ear. Yan Bugui was reluctant to smoke such a good cigarette, at least he couldn't smoke it for nothing, he had to keep it and take it out to show off when there were more people.

Yan Bugui followed Liu Minghui's gaze and saw Jia Zhang in the distance. He then understood the meaning of Liu Minghui's words.

"It depends on what I say."

Yan Bugui smiled bitterly and complained, "This Jia Zhang won't listen to me. If I come out to give her some advice, she might scold me too."

"We have to ask Old Yi to come. He can cure Jia Zhang."

Liu Minghui shook his head when he heard this. Yan Bugui is really something. He doesn't want to get involved in any bad things.

"Okay then, let's wait for Master Yi to come back and ask him to give Jia Zhang two more months. I think this will teach Jia Zhang a lesson."

Liu Minghui said lightly.

Fortunately, Jia Zhang had already walked far away, otherwise her saliva would have been spat on Liu Minghui's face.

Now Jia Zhang has to get up early every day to sweep the floor, and sweep it again before dark in the afternoon.

Jia Zhang still complained for a while, especially because Yi Zhonghai did not allow her to ask anyone for help, which blocked Jia Zhang's idea of ​​handing the matter over to Qin Huairu.

"I think it's okay. I'll mention it to Lao Yi later."

Yan Bugui was very happy when he heard this. Apart from anything else, as long as someone was responsible for sweeping the yard, then their family wouldn't have to sweep it, which was a big profit.

Yan Bugui didn't care whether he offended Jia Zhang or not. Even if he did, he would say that it was Liu Minghui's suggestion.

As for whether to accept it or not, that is Yi Zhonghai’s business.

......

Soon, Yu Li went home from get off work.

"Hey, Wen'er, run slower, be careful not to fall."

Before Yu Li entered the room, Liu Bowen ran in panting on his short legs.

Leaving Yu Li chasing behind.

I don’t know if it’s because he eats too well, but Liu Minghui’s son has grown into a chubby boy. Now at the age of four, he likes to run around all day. It’s only because Yu Li has an easy job and the supply and marketing cooperative is next to the street office, otherwise Yu Li would not be at ease if he ran out.

"Hurry up and pass by. Didn't you hear what your mother said?"

Seeing this, Liu Minghui pulled Liu Bowen and said unhappily to him, looking at him covered in dust.

After all, you can tell at a glance that he is covered in dirt, as if he had rolled on the ground.

No wonder he ran so fast, probably because he was afraid of being scolded by Yu Li.

"I heard you. I'll go wash my hands first."

After Liu Bowen finished speaking, he went into the small cubicle where there was a faucet for washing.

To be honest, the decoration of Liu Minghui's house is nothing special, it just looks a little new, and is similar to other houses in the compound.

But this bathroom has made many people envious. Not to mention, there is water in the hot water pipes no matter whether it is cold or cold. Whether it is for washing, doing laundry or cooking, Yu Li does not have to go outside and compete with others for the faucet. This is already something that many women envy.

After a while, Yu Li walked into the room panting.

Not seeing her son, Yu Li looked at Liu Minghui in the living room and asked, "Where's Wen'er? Where did he go?"

Liu Minghui nodded and indicated that the person was in the compartment inside.

Yu Li finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You don't care. Your son is too noisy. He ran all the way from the supply and marketing cooperative to the courtyard, as if he was afraid that I would catch up with him."

Yu Li's face was full of complaints, as if she felt that Liu Minghui had it too easy without having to take care of the children, and she began to criticize Liu Minghui.

"All boys are like this. You just need to teach them more."

What else could Liu Minghui say? He could only comfort Yu Li.

Hearing this, Yu Li rolled her eyes at him and said, "You make it sound so easy. I don't know who this child looks like. He doesn't look like me at all. He's too naughty."

As Yu Li spoke, she sighed repeatedly, as if she had a headache.

"Hey, don't be angry, I'll rub it for you and take a rest."

Seeing that Yu Li looked like she had a headache, Liu Minghui quickly stood up and asked her to sit down and rest. He then gently rubbed Yu Li's forehead to help her ease her mood.

Yu Li seemed to have thought of something, and turned to Liu Minghui and said, "You know what, our child is really strong. Now people in the store ask me how to raise a child. Their children are all skinny and weak, and they all come to me for advice."

Liu Minghui did not answer after hearing this. Is there any need to think about it? He is his own son, so of course he should give him the best.

Apart from anything else, Liu Minghui's space is not just for decoration, and not everyone can eat meat every day. Liu Bowen has been eating meat since he was a child.

In other words, the couple had asked him not to mention it to anyone else, for fear that the child was too young and might be fooled into telling the story.

If people knew about Liu Minghui's family's food standard, something bad might happen.

Liu Minghui responded to Yu Li nonchalantly: "What's the big deal? Isn't it good for our children to be strong?"

"Of course it's good."

Just as the two were whispering, Liu Bowen came out of the room.

He had washed off the dust on his body, but of course only the surface was clean. His back and hair were still dusty.

"Good boy, who are you trying to fool? Don't think you'll be alright just by washing your face."

Seeing this, Liu Minghui grabbed the little guy and started beating him up, mainly to help him get rid of the dust on his body.

"Okay, I'll take him to take a bath. You and your son are of the same character."

When Yu Li saw this, she said something with a bad face, pushed Liu Minghui away, and pulled the child back into the cubicle.

Upon hearing this, Liu Minghui could only shrug his shoulders. Yu Li had just gone to give her son a bath, and he thought that dinner would be delayed, so he walked outside and came to the familiar recliner. Liu Minghui lay comfortably on it, waiting for dinner.

"Third brother, third brother, wake up."

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Minghui was shaken awake by someone. The person was none other than his second brother, Liu Dazhuang, who lived in the next yard.

I saw him sitting on the stool next to him, shaking Liu Minghui hard with one hand, trying to wake him up in this way.

"Hey, second brother, why are you here? Just come if you want, can't you be gentle?"

Liu Minghui looked at Liu Dazhuang and said unhappily, it seems that no matter who you are, you will be in a bad mood when you wake up.

Liu Minghui was no exception. He was so comfortable in the rocking chair that he was even more unhappy to be woken up so suddenly.

Seeing this, Liu Dazhuang smiled awkwardly and said, "You are too serious. You didn't even respond when my sister-in-law called you."

Liu Dazhuang said this a bit innocently. He swears to God that he didn't know Liu Minghui was sleeping so soundly, otherwise he would have chosen to wait before coming over.

"Come on, what's the matter?"

What else could Liu Minghui say? After all, he was his elder brother, so he couldn't lose his temper. He could only ask Liu Dazhuang why he came.