Siheyuan: Picked up by a goddess in 48 years

"Using barbarians to fight barbarians, I'm afraid Xu Damao will end up miserable." Lu Zhenyuan's eyes moved. Unless Xu Damao could drug Sha Zhu quietly, Sha Zhu would definitely settle the score with Xu Damao when he realized what was happening.

And with Xu Damao's character, he could indeed do such a thing as injuring 8,000 enemies and losing 10,000 of his own.

When he arrived at the door, Xiao Yuyan opened it for him. Lu Zhenyuan went back into the house and temporarily left his bicycle outside.

When he went out, he saw that they had already started to sweep the snow, and he would have to go out again later.

After staying at home for more than an hour, Lu Zhenyuan rode his bicycle again. About an hour later, he came back with a cart.

"Boss, where do you think we should put it?"

"Go inside, yes, just put it in front."

Lu Zhenyuan pushed the car to under his window and parked it. He then went back to the house to get the tools and watched the man unloading the car.

"Zhenyuan, why did you buy so much wood?" Yan Bugui, who came out of his house after hearing the noise, came forward and asked, his eyes staring at the straight wooden boards.

Lu Zhenyuan glanced at him.

"Old Yan, how do you manage to be a manager?"

The first thing Yan Bugui did was complain. This was something he didn't expect, and he was a little confused.

"No, what's wrong with me?"

"Humph!"

Lu Zhenyuan glanced at him and said, "What's wrong? You are the brother next door to us. You are the manager of the courtyard. Do you care if someone steals something in the courtyard?"

Upon hearing that it was a troublesome matter, Yan Bugui instinctively wanted to laugh it off, but the plank master next to him, perhaps because he was tired from moving things or something, actually stopped and stood aside to watch the fun.

He has to keep up appearances in front of outsiders, right?

He immediately said seriously: "Xiao Lu, tell me, who dares to steal things under the nose of a third uncle like me? What did you lose?"

Lu Zhenyuan curled his lips and motioned Yan Bugui to look for himself.

"Here, coal! People have been stealing coal for two consecutive nights. I bought some wooden boards to block them and put a lock on it to avoid being targeted." Lu Zhenyuan patted Yan Bugui's shoulder.

"Normally, I wouldn't do that to a few pieces of coal, but I can't afford to have them steal every day, right? Who can afford to have them steal like that? They all make money."

Yan Bugui nodded.

"So, Old Yan, I guess the thief will come again tonight. If you are interested, you can keep an eye on him at home. After all, catching the thief is a great achievement. You don't have to catch him yourself. Just shout and remind me, and the credit will be yours."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you find it troublesome. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Yan Bugui glanced at the old man beside him, his face twitched slightly, and he patted Lu Zhenyuan's arm and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Lu, as the head of this courtyard, I have zero tolerance for such things, and I will definitely catch the thief for you."

"It's just that you've blocked all the thieves and the dirty work..."

Lu Zhenyuan raised his eyebrows. Great. The fact that he said that proved that he really cared about it. He nodded and said, "Don't worry. If I don't lock the door tonight, the thief will steal it once. You have to keep a close eye on it."

Yan Bugui immediately patted his chest and made a promise.

"Boss, I have moved all the materials, please take a look..." After the two men finished their conversation, the planner on the side spoke.

Yan Bugui: “…” So he’s waiting to get his wages!

Lu Zhenyuan immediately took out a stack of small coins, pulled out a five-cent note and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!" Although the price had been agreed upon long ago, Mr. Ban couldn't help but thank him again and again after seeing that he was really giving fifty cents. At the same time, he felt that the money was too hot to handle, so he immediately said:

"Boss, you want to tidy up this coal pit and put up a fence, right? I'll do it for you for free."

Lu Zhenyuan nodded. "Okay, I'm going to make a movable fence here. I'll make three pieces that can be laid down. You can saw the planks into three pieces according to the length of the coal pit. I'll do the rest myself."

Ban Ye responded and went to the side to measure the length and saw the board.

Yan Bugui, who had been watching anxiously, tugged at Lu Zhenyuan's sleeve and pulled him aside, "Little Lu, you don't know how to live! Why give him 50 cents? 10 or 20 cents is enough."

Lu Zhenyuan rolled his eyes. Fifty cents was what he had agreed upon with the other party. After all, the wood together was not light. And the cart was not a relatively labor-saving three-wheeled cart, but a two-wheeled one that was pulled by people.

He earns his wages through hard work, so I would not feel comfortable paying him less.

Seeing that Lu Zhenyuan ignored him, Yan Bugui immediately came up with a plan and said, "Look, Xiao Lu, my Jie Cheng is at home. How about I ask him to help you do this job, and you just need to give him five...two cents!"

I'm almost amused by this abacus expert.

Lu Zhenyuan thought about it and it seemed like it was possible, so he nodded and said, "Well, for Old Yan's sake, I'll give you this opportunity to solve the problem. It's just two cents. Call the person over."

Yan Bugui nodded hurriedly and agreed, then immediately went back to the house to call for help. He didn't dare shout in the yard, as this matter had to be done quietly.

Lu Zhenyuan turned around and called out to the man who was sawing wood.

"Uncle, you don't have to do this job. Someone else will do it later. Come, have a cigarette." Lu Zhenyuan took out a cigarette box and handed him a cigarette.

Ban Ye immediately took it with both hands, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Boss, I can do this job too."

Obviously, he also heard what Yan Bugui said before.

Lu Zhenyuan chuckled, glanced at the door opposite, and saw Yan Bugui just entered the room, so he said to Ban Ye: "Uncle, you really don't need to do this job. If I don't let the person next door do this job, I will be annoyed to death. But I really need your help with something."

"Well, you tell me, otherwise I'll feel hot holding this money."

Lu Zhenyuan smiled, "It's not a big deal. When you leave later, if you meet someone in the alley..."

Lu Zhenyuan lowered his voice, and Ban Ye listened with his ears perked up, occasionally raising his eyebrows in hesitation, and nodding angrily.

"Don't worry, Boss. I will make sure this matter is done for you. If I don't see anyone on my way back, I will hang around here a few more times and make sure to pass on your instructions."

Lu Zhenyuan smiled and immediately handed over another cigarette.

Ban Ye repeatedly waved his hands to refuse, feeling embarrassed to take advantage of him, but Lu Zhenyuan was also firm in his attitude, so Ban Ye had no choice but to accept it and patted his chest to promise that he would get the job done.

Then, under the gaze of Lu Zhenyuan, he left the courtyard.

When he was pulling the cart, he happened to see an old woman who seemed to have just come out of a public toilet. He immediately rushed over with the cart, which scared the old woman.

"Oh, you're going to die, you're in such a hurry to reincarnate!"

Ban Ye acted as if he didn't hear anything. He actually slowed down when he got closer and kept muttering in a neither loud nor soft voice.

"Tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. Anything can happen. A healthy young man is actually with an old lady in her sixties..."

"Hey, hey, hey, cart puller, don't go. Tell me what you are mumbling about." Seeing the cart puller walking over, the auntie couldn't stand it anymore. She immediately stepped forward to stop him and said, her interest was aroused, so where were you going without telling him clearly?

Ban Ye looked as if you are unreasonable, but he had no choice but to tell the other party the news.

"Hey? You wouldn't make up lies, would you? At your age, how could you say such a thing?" After listening to Ban Ye's narration, the gossipy auntie became a little skeptical.

Ban Ye glared at him immediately.

"Words are not enough, right? If you don't believe me, go ask around. He just came back from the hospital, how could he lie?"

Seeing this, the aunt suddenly felt guilty, and at the same time she also agreed with what the boss said, and immediately apologized: "Hey, it's just a joke, why are you so anxious?"

"But brother, where did you get this information?"

"I heard it from a short, mean, nagging old woman. Well, I have to go out and earn a living, so don't stop me."

Seeing people making way, Ban Ye drove away with the cart in brisk steps, as if he had accomplished a great cause and felt a great sense of accomplishment.

The aunt who heard the gossip had bright eyes. She saw a young lady from the next yard going out and immediately went over to her.

"Xiaojuan, have you heard? It's that No. 95 Courtyard... yes, that silly Zhu, tsk tsk..."