The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Time passed day by day, and soon it was the end of the year.

On the day when the steel mill paid wages, He Yuzhu quickly cut a large piece of pork belly.

"Here, this is yours."

He Yuzhu handed the pork belly to the worker in line in front of him. When the worker saw that it was the best fat meat, he immediately thanked him happily: "Thank you, Chef He."

The other party took it and left, and He Yuzhu continued to cut the pork.

Liu Lan was helping on the side. While working, she curiously asked He Yuzhu: "Hey, Master He, what's going on between you and Chef He? Why don't you seem to be talking to each other for a while? Are you having a conflict?"

Liu Lan was referring to the relationship between He Yuzhu and He Daqing. The two had recently had a conflict over the matter of the deaf old lady, and even Liu Lan had discovered this.

He Yuzhu paused when he heard this, and then explained, "Why do you care so much? We can solve the problem between father and son ourselves."

When Liu Lan mentioned this, He Yuzhu was in a bad mood. It was He Daqing's fault for not giving up and forcing him to go to the deaf old lady in the backyard to be the ancestor.

In addition, He Daqing's new stepmother, Chen Yun, was not an easy person to deal with either. For some reason, she agreed with He Daqing and hoped that He Yuzhu would do as He Daqing asked.

He Yuzhu often glared at the other party at home about this. Sometimes when he was unhappy, he would even take out the tablet of his mother who had passed away many years ago and put it in the living room of his home, which made He Daqing silent.

Chen Yun would sometimes go and say something to Liu Lin, saying nothing more than that this matter would be good for the He family and should not be refused, and that the old lady was old and it would only take a few years.

Liu Lin had only one word for this: get lost.

Liu Lin doesn't care about these things. Apart from anything else, although He Yuzhu's salary is not high, it is enough to support the family. Besides, Liu Minghui is her cousin. Liu Lin doesn't believe that if she is not living well, Liu Minghui will stand idly by, so she doesn't want to pay attention to these things.

As for He Yushui, He Daqing and his wife didn't take it to heart, because girls have to get married, and it would be of no use even if He Yushui objected or agreed to these things.

It mainly depends on what He Yuzhu and his wife think.

Liu Lan's curiosity was rebuffed, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes and said, "Oh, I'm just concerned about my colleagues. Come on, I won't get involved."

Qin Huairu, who was not far away, also heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but curl her lips, thinking that no wonder the deaf old lady chose He Daqing, so this was her idea.

Liu Minghui took a walk on the road after get off work. There was a light snow the day before yesterday, and it had been snowing for two days in a row. There was still snow on the road.

People on the road walked very slowly, as if they were afraid of falling or something.

Liu Minghui didn't ride a bike either. For safety reasons, he walked to work during this period.

At the gate of the courtyard, Liu Minghui met Yi Zhonghai who had just returned. The other party was holding the welfare benefits issued by the steel rolling mill and had a smiling face. No matter who he met, he always had a happy expression.

"Wow, Master Yi, you look so happy?"

Seeing this, Liu Minghui couldn't help but make a joke.

"This meat looks delicious. Xiao Ping'an will be very happy when he gets home."

Yi Zhonghai saw that it was Liu Minghui and responded cheerfully: "Haha, it's not bad, it's not bad. The pork from the steel mill is very fat this year, just right for making dumplings for the New Year."

Yi Zhonghai didn't mind that Liu Minghui didn't call him uncle. After all, he was the eldest uncle before and was later demoted. Liu Minghui had been the third uncle for a year, and now he was being called that uncle, which was quite awkward.

After all, he became the boss only because Liu Minghui voluntarily abdicated. It's just a title, and Yi Zhonghai doesn't mind it.

"By the way, Ping An seems to be five or six years old. When do you plan to send him to school?"

Liu Minghui thought about it and then asked.

When Yi Zhonghai adopted Yi Ping'an, he was already over three years old. Now, two years have passed and he is almost old enough to go to school.

When Yi Zhonghai heard the other party talking about his son, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm planning on it. It just so happens that Old Yan works at the school, so I can ask Old Yan for help when the time comes."

After hearing this, Liu Minghui couldn't help but nodded. The good thing about having a teacher in a school in the courtyard is that he can help children get enrolled in school.

As if he heard someone talking about him, Yan Bugui, who was guarding the gate, poked his head out. When he saw Yi Zhonghai and Liu Minghui, he hurriedly walked out and said, "What are you talking about? I heard you talking about me."

Yan Bugui was wearing glasses, and although he was questioning the two people, his eyes never left what Yi Zhonghai was holding in his hand.

In particular, he stared at the piece of fat and lean pork belly that Yi Zhonghai was holding in his hand, and couldn't even move away.

"Ahem, we are talking about Master Yi's children going to school."

Liu Minghui coughed and then explained.

Yan Bugui came back to his senses, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but his face remained expressionless.

"That's easy. Whenever Lao Yi needs help, just let me know and I'll take him to school."

Yan Bugui certainly would not reject anything regarding these matters. Not to mention the neighbors who lived in the same courtyard, even if the people in the nearby streets asked him for help, he would not refuse.

After all, Yan Bugui can get some benefits from these people.

After all, when asking someone for help, everyone knows that they have to give something.

But usually they just give some small things here and there.

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai also waved his hand and smiled, "It's still early, let's talk about it next year."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui hurried to Yi Zhonghai and persuaded him, "Hey, don't do that. This child needs to go to school early. He can't lose at the starting line."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if you are young. I can take care of you at school."

Although Yan Bugui was talking, his eyes were still fixed on the pork belly that was so close to him, as if as long as Yi Zhonghai agreed, he could take the pork belly home.

Yi Zhonghai seemed to have noticed Yan Bugui's gaze, and moved away from Yan Bugui a little, and then rejected Yan Bugui's proposal.

"Forget it, my wife wants the child to stay home and play for another year."

"Ahem, I have to go back first. See you later, Old Yan."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai quickly left here and turned to walk into the yard.

"Hey, let's chat."

Looking at Yi Zhonghai's back as he ran away, Yan Bugui couldn't help but shout, but Yi Zhonghai seemed to run faster after hearing him.

Liu Minghui was standing nearby and watching this scene. He couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw Yan Bugui looking at him.

Liu Minghui couldn't help but spread his hands and said, "Uncle Yan, I don't have anything here."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's face turned red and he retorted, "I didn't say I wanted your things, Lao Yi just thought too much."

After hearing this, Liu Minghui shrugged and asked, "Do you know it yourself?"