Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

Time passed by quietly like a white horse passing by, and in the blink of an eye it was the eve of Qingming Festival.

Zhou Zheng's university was on holiday for the Qingming Festival, so he decided to take Tian Xinyue and He Yushui back home to worship their ancestors.

Their means of transportation was a three-wheeled sidecar motorcycle. Tian Xinyue lazily lay in the sidecar to take a nap, while He Yushui sat firmly on the back seat of the motorcycle and hugged Zhou Zheng's waist affectionately. Occasionally, when there was no one on the road, she would playfully tease Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zhengze was immersed in this sweet atmosphere, with a faint smile always on his lips.

Normally, the Qingming Festival ancestor worship should be filled with sadness and emotion, but for Zhou Zheng, the situation is different.

Ever since he successfully pursued Liang Qiu, Zhou Zheng's original obsession has dissipated.

Nowadays, visiting the ancestral grave to pay homage is more of a habit that has been developed over the years, so he naturally does not feel sad.

However, the scene of him walking with two beauties was undoubtedly enviable in the eyes of outsiders.

At the same time, they also know that people who can own a three-wheeled sidecar motorcycle are definitely not ordinary people and are not people they can easily provoke, so they have no choice but to be envious.

They dare not gossip or spread rumors at will.

The three-wheeled sidecar drove into Nanluoguxiang at lightning speed, and then stopped steadily in front of the gate of No. 95 yard.

Yan Fugui had been waiting there for a long time, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the alley, as if he was expecting someone to appear.

Finally, when he saw Zhou Zheng, a bright smile immediately broke out on his face, and he walked forward to greet him enthusiastically.

"Ahahaha, Zhou Zheng, you are back to visit the grave, right?" Yan Fugui said in a loud voice.

"Hey, Old Yan." Zhou Zheng responded with a smile.

"Teacher Yan!"

"Teacher Yan!"

Tian Xinyue and He Yushui also greeted Yan Fugui.

Zhou Zheng parked the sidecar motorcycle skillfully and got off.

He looked at Yan Fugui carefully and couldn't help but admire him: "Old Yan, you have been doing well recently. You look really energetic!"

After hearing this, Yan Fugui immediately cupped his hands, his gratitude overflowing with words: "That's all thanks to your grace! Since Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady are gone, their exploitation of us has also disappeared. Now, our lives in our yard are getting better and better, and this is all thanks to you! You are the hero who overthrows the mountain that oppresses the people!"

Zhou Zheng's mouth twitched involuntarily when he heard this, and he muttered to himself: "Good fellow, he has become a hero already?"

Seeing this, He Yushui asked curiously, "Teacher Yan, doesn't the steel mill have a holiday during the Qingming Festival?"

In fact, what he really wanted to ask was whether He Yuzhu was in the yard.

Yan Fugui naturally understood the implication of He Yushui's words, and immediately replied with a smile: "Of course the steel mill is on holiday! But Zhuzi seems to have gone to cook for a certain leader, and he will probably be back soon. By the way, your sister-in-law is at home right now."

He Yushui responded casually: "Oh."

Zhou Zhengze said somewhat angrily: "Old Yan, there haven't been any strange things happening in the yard recently, have they?"

His words were obviously asking about the situation of He Daqing and Bai Guafu.

You know, Zhou Zheng later heard about the White Widow's big noise in the courtyard that day, so naturally he had some concerns in his mind.

However, this was He Yuzhu's family affair after all, and Zhou Zheng didn't want to meddle in it.

Fortunately, after being severely beaten by He Yuzhu, the Bai Guadu and her mother and daughter were completely frightened and gave up the idea of ​​borrowing money from Zhou Zheng, otherwise this matter would have ended in a bad way.

Yan Fugui pushed his glasses with his hand and said proudly, "I am here in the yard, how could I let her make trouble? Don't worry, she has been very quiet recently and nothing has happened."

Then he paused, and then said in a hesitant tone: "Zhou Zheng..."

"Oh, I really don't know how to start talking to you."

Zhou Zheng secretly laughed in his heart. He knew Yan Fugui too well. He could guess what color poop he wanted to poop just by looking at his butt.

So he quickly waved his hand and interrupted with a smile: "If you don't know how to start the conversation, then don't start it."

In fact, he was just joking. After all, Yan Fugui had been quite obedient recently, and he didn't mind giving him some benefits occasionally.

However, when Yan Fugui heard Zhou Zheng's words, he immediately became anxious. "Hey, hey, hey, listen to me!"

He shouted, leaning forward.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng deliberately teased him, "Uh, aren't you embarrassed to ask?"

Yan Fugui scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Aha, I was just being polite."

Zhou Zheng looked at him with a half-smile and urged, "Then go ahead."

Yan Fugui began to rub his hands together like a fly, with a flattering smile on his face: "Hey, Zhou Zheng, my daughter Jie Di is also looking for a job, can you arrange one for her? I am not confident about the job arranged by the school, so I think the one you can help introduce is more reliable."

Zhou Zheng suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice: "Oh, okay! You, Old Man Yan, don't even trust the country, who else can you trust?"

After hearing this, Yan Fugui smiled shamelessly and flatteringly: "Of course I have to trust you! In my heart, you are much more useful than the country!"

Zhou Zheng felt relieved when he heard this, and said with a smile, "Okay, in that case, then tell me, what kind of job do you want me to assign to you? But I have to make it clear in advance, don't talk to me about those messy things, I can only assign you an ordinary position."

When Yan Fugui heard this, his eyes rolled around and he said, "It seems that the supply and marketing cooperative next door is short of staff."

Zhou Zheng's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this. "Tsk, didn't I tell you not to do those useless things? That position has a lot of leaders eyeing it, and you dare to have your eyes on it... Do you think this is appropriate?"

Yan Fugui scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Uh...it really doesn't seem to be appropriate."

Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Yes! It's totally inappropriate! Although the supply and marketing cooperative is not large, it is one of the eight major members. Which of the employees there is not related to the children of cadres? Don't even think about it."

Yan Fugui frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Then what do you think we should do? I really can't think of any other suitable positions. You are experienced and knowledgeable, so why don't you help me think of a solution?"

Hearing Yan Fugui say this, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but think of Yan Jiedi's lovely smiling face.

"Well, there is a non-staple food factory in Dongdan. There is a position for a recorder there. Would you like to consider it?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Fugui showed a hint of joy on his face: "So...what are the wages and benefits?"

Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes impatiently and said, "Old Yan, I have to criticize you. Since you are contributing to the country, you can't just focus on the salary! How much salary can you expect for a civilian job?"

Yan Fugui's face fell instantly. "Of course I know this, but you also know the situation in my family. There are many people and many mouths to feed. Isn't it just to be able to eat enough?"

At this moment, Tian Xinyue suddenly interrupted and said, "Okay, stop teasing Teacher Yan. That job only requires six months of internship to become a regular employee, and the salary after becoming a regular employee is 28 yuan, which is more than enough for a girl."