Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

Xu Jianjun understood what Zhou Zheng meant and smiled calmly.

"You're right. At least the job is stable."

After this sentence was said, the scene suddenly became quiet, with everyone having different thoughts.

"I'll go cook..." After a long time, Yang Xiaoman broke the silence.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like to eat?"

No one responded immediately. Zhou Zheng nodded at Yang Xiaoman and whispered:

"Sister-in-law Xiaoman, there's no need to be so troublesome. We are not strangers. Just make some home-cooked dishes. There are fresh vegetables in the kitchen. You can cook them."

His words set the tone for the dinner, and no one objected.

"I'll go help your sister-in-law Xiaoman."

He Yuzhu stood up and followed Yang Xiaoman out of the living room.

At this time, there were only four people left in the living room: Zhou Zheng, Xu Jianjun, Tian Xinyue and He Yushui.

He Yushui said: "You guys chat, I'll go make tea for you."

Then he walked out of the living room.

Xu Jianjun put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and blew out a smoke ring.

"Well, Hanqing, I have two jobs available at the steel mill. Do you want them?"

Zhou Zheng refused without even thinking: "What's the point of giving me that quota? Don't..."

"It's a favor."

"Uh, what are you thinking? You're just trying to make up for what you have lost. I really don't need this. When we meet tomorrow, you can ask Jingliang. Maybe he needs it."

Xu Jianjun laughed.

"Han Qing, you see, things in this world are really... inexplicable. Some people cannot be obtained, and some people cannot be given away."

Tian Xinyue rolled her eyes and said, "You are... just being hypocritical."

"There is nothing in this world that you cannot ask for or give away. It's just that you haven't found the right person."

Then she changed the subject and said, "Brother Zhuzi just mentioned that your steel mill has organized a literacy class. He is quite interested in it. You can talk to him about it while we eat later."

Xu Jianjun said with interest: "Oh, Brother Zhuzi finally got it and learned to study."

Zhou Zheng laughed: "Haha, someone gave me some advice."

"As for his own awareness, I'm afraid he is still thinking about how to make delicious dishes."

Xu Jianjun sighed leisurely.

"Huh, I feel like time flies by so fast. In the blink of an eye, several years have passed without me noticing. To be honest, I really miss the time when we were kids."

Tian Xinyue peeled an orange, then cut it into two halves and handed each to Zhou Zheng and Xu Jianjun respectively.

"The older you get, the lonelier you become. To be honest, I miss that time a lot."

"I still remember how you guys looked silly when you were going hunting on Yuhe Road when you were in middle school."

Xu Jianjun looked embarrassed.

"Haha, that was Jing Liang's suggestion, but it has nothing to do with us. He is a spoiled young master who knows nothing about life."

Zhou Zheng suddenly thought of someone and said, "By the way, do you remember the old lady selling wontons behind the steel mill? How is she now?"

Xu Jianjun pursed his lips.

"I haven't seen her for a long time, but I heard that she seems to be gone."

Tian Xinyue naturally knew the old woman, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It's good that she's gone. Maybe it's a relief for her. Maybe she can meet the person she's waiting for. But I can never eat the wontons she made again."

At this time, He Yushui returned to the living room with a thermos. Seeing the heavy faces of several people, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What are you talking about? Why do you look unhappy?"

Xu Jianjun explained: "What about the old lady selling wontons in the back street of the steel mill? I heard that she seems to have passed away."

He Yushui showed a look of disgust.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense. The old lady is alive and well. She just fell last winter and her legs and feet are not so convenient. The street office sent her to the Heping Nursing Home. If you want to see her, you can go to the Heping Nursing Home. It's not far away."

After these words were spoken, Zhou Zheng, Xu Jianjun and Tian Xinyue were all embarrassed.

Well, it’s all in vain.

In the evening, Xu Damao also returned to the compound, and the few of them had a small gathering.

Some confirmations were also made during the meeting. For example, Xu Jianjun and He Yuzhu explained what knowledge was mainly learned in the steel rolling mill night school. Just as Zhou Zheng said, this night school was actually a literacy class, and the teaching content was also basic cultural knowledge.

However, it is worth mentioning that graduating from the steel mill's night school is equivalent to graduating from junior high school, but this diploma is only recognized by the steel mill. This is already very good, at least there is a channel for promotion.

For this reason, He Yuzhu couldn't help but drink two more glasses.

Some unimportant things were also mentioned during the meal, for example, Xu Damao, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth. After getting drunk, he even threatened to divide his son on the spot because he really couldn't afford to raise him, which caused everyone to laugh.

It was not until this time that Zhou Zheng realized that Xu Damao now had 23 sons. No wonder he could not afford to support them.

This guy is rich enough to form two football teams.

As he was talking like this, Xu Damao suddenly started to cry, which made people feel sad.

But Zhou Zheng did not say that he would ignore him. After all, there were 23 little lives, and the reason why Xu Damao was like this was because of his aphrodisiac wine.

"Da Mao, oh my, why are you still crying? You have your buddies here, you won't starve to death. When the time comes, the Yanhe Gang will give you more business, which will be more than enough to raise a few children."

His situation is really miserable. In the original novel, He Yuzhu worked hard all his life just to help one company. Now, Xu Damao has to help countless companies.

But there is one thing that is better than He Yuzhu, at least Xu Damao has his own children.

Tian Xinyue teased, "Brother Damao, I think you might as well gather your 23 children together and set up an institution like an orphanage. It would be easier to manage, right? If you take care of every family now, it would be useless no matter how much money you have."

He Yuzhu clapped his hands and agreed: "Xiaotian is right, this is really a good idea."

Xu Jianjun then analyzed, "This may really solve the problem, but... having said that, Brother Damao, I really admire you. You really didn't prepare any measures when you were outside."

Xu Damao had a sad face and said aggrievedly, "Alas, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. Because of some reasons of my own, I got sick. I secretly went to a big hospital for a check-up and the doctor said that I might not have children in this lifetime. That's why I went to the commune to mess around. I was hoping that one of them would be successfully conceived. Later, everyone blamed Xiaozheng for taking out that aphrodisiac wine. Who knew that it would blossom everywhere? When I found out, I was dumbfounded."

"To be honest, I really wanted to give up at first, but when I saw those pony faces, I just couldn't bear to do it."

"You must have laughed at me in secret a lot. Now I am just like Zhuzi back then. I originally thought that among our group, Zhuzi must be the one who helped others to get in trouble. Who would have thought that the one who helped others to get in trouble was me."

"I'm a fucking joke, woooo."

He Yuzhu's face suddenly turned dark. When he saw Yang Xiaoman's half-smile, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Wife, please listen to my explanation. Sha Mao is drunk."