Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

18

"Well, then take it back and taste it slowly. I still like Junzi's pot of old vinegar," Zhuzi said in a sarcastic tone, and everyone continued to joke.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Before the door opened, Qin Huairu led Banggen, Xiaogou and Huaihua in.

"Second uncle, third uncle, aunt, auntie and Junzi, are you all having dinner?"

Holding a plate of peanuts and an open bottle of old white wine in her hands, Qin Huairu walked in with a sweet smile.

"I heard mother-in-law say that Junzi bought a new car today to celebrate and invited us to dinner. She was worried that there wouldn't be enough dishes for you, so I brought these peanuts. I hope you don't mind.

"

Regardless of whether everyone was willing or not, Qin Huairu put the peanuts on the table naturally and familiarly.

Looking at this scene, Yang Jun, Zhuzi and others looked at each other and said nothing.

(=3D=3D Qin Huairu really went too far by doing this. It was not in accordance with etiquette to visit someone without an invitation.

I have already given some advice to Jia Zhang before, so it would be inappropriate for her to want to eat for free now.

Let’s take a look at the plate of so-called “peanuts”. Are they peanuts?

Can you tell me what's hiding under those white furs?

Zhuzi looked at Huashengmi, his cheeks flushed, and he felt embarrassed for Qin Huairu.

Did you make the fried peanuts? This is clearly a plate of Banggen that he stole last month from his storage room!

"Sister Qin, Junzi is treating us tonight, so we won't try to keep you here. Please take these peanuts back, as we have enough food.

"Zhu Zi, as the master, spoke as he watched this scene.

"Huai Ru, I appreciate your kindness, but you should take it home for Bang Gen and the others to enjoy.

"Uncle San looked at Baimao Peanut with disdain and spoke.

"Yes, Huairu, go home and cook your meal, the child is starving.

"Second Aunt chimed in.

“That’s right, go home and cook, otherwise your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will start complaining again.

"Aunt San continued.

"Huai Ru, it's time to go back. You have to go to work early tomorrow.

“My second uncle made a suggestion.

Qin Huairu listened to these remarks and felt no enthusiasm at all to keep her for dinner.

The change in style was a little sudden.

I sent the food with all my heart, don't you even have the courtesy to ask me to stay for dinner?

We live in the same yard, so at least neighbors won’t start by driving each other away right away when interacting with each other, right?

Qin Huairu seemed at a loss at the moment. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't force others to stay.

Putting all this aside, even Lao Shizhu, who always obeyed her, no longer accepted her, which made her feel sad.

"Mommy, Huaihua is hungry.

"

A childish voice broke the awkward atmosphere.

I saw little Huaihua biting her little finger, saliva dripping down her finger, staring at the food on the table without moving, her eyes full of desire.

Seeing that Xiao Huaihua was similar to his younger brother Yang Huai, both of them were naive and ignorant at the same age, Yang Jun began to imagine how Yang Huai would respond if he were in this situation.

He didn't want to think about the awkward situation that might arise if he was rejected.

He stood up, opened the steamer, took out two steaming white buns, made a slit in them, took out a few pieces of braised pork, and gave each one to Xiaodang and Huaihua.

He gently stroked their hair and said in a gentle, fatherly tone:

“Eat it while it’s hot, and then go home with mom.

"

“Thank you, Uncle Yang.

"

Xiaodang and Huaihua took the steamed buns in one hand, chewed them in big mouthfuls, and made satisfied humming sounds.

"Mommy, this braised pork smells so good!" Xiaodang kept exclaiming as he wolfed down the food.

"Mommy, this is the most delicious braised pork I have ever tasted in my life. I am Huaihua!" Huaihua on the side said in a mature manner.

Seeing his two younger sisters having steamed buns and delicious food, Bang Geng was drooling and his mouth made gurgling sounds.

Is this guy blind? He is so big, but he doesn't care? Why do they have it, but I don't? My grandmother said that girls are a burden, and I am the breadwinner of the family, so I should be given priority in food and clothing.

Even though Uncle Yang has grown up, can't he understand this truth?

Seeing that Xiaodang had already eaten half of the steamed bun, Banggeng's anxiety suddenly increased. Without caring about anything else, he went straight to snatch the steamed bun from Xiaodang's hand.

However, Xiaodang cleverly turned his body, causing the stick to miss the target and he fell down in a mess.

Xiao Dang chewed his bun with pride, staring at the stick with a playful look, as if to say, "I knew you would take the bait, and I have already prepared a strategy to deal with it."

Banggeng stood up with great pain and turned to rush towards Huaihua, who was slightly weaker.

Because Huaihua was clumsy with her hands and feet, she realized that something was wrong and started crying loudly.

"Mom... Mom... Mom..."

Victory was in sight, with the stick less than a centimeter away from success, but suddenly he found himself frozen and unable to move, no matter how hard he struggled he could not budge an inch.

"Are you still a human being if you steal my sister's things?"

Yang Jun grabbed Bang Geng's collar, pushed him out of the door angrily, and said sternly.

Seeing this scene, Lao Shizhu immediately stood up and walked to Yang Jun, pointing at the stick stem on the ground and teaching him a lesson:

"Great! In the past, you could think of your two sisters when you were eating, and I thought you were a man.

This kind of behavior now makes even me, a silly uncle, feel enlightened.

"

Seeing Yang Jun throwing the stick away, Qin Huairu, who wanted to protect her child, hesitated because of Sha Zhu's appearance and accusations.

It was acceptable to offend Yang Jun, but to annoy Sha Zhu was beyond his tolerance. Without his support, it would become difficult to get food and borrow money in the future.

"You naughty child, how could you bully two sisters like this? I have always taught you how to take care of your sister, but you always listen with one ear and out the other!" She muttered to herself, knocking the stick a few times in pretending to be angry, and dragging them home while muttering.

After seeing them off, Yang Jun invited Xiaodang and Huaihua to return to the table to enjoy the remaining dishes, and each of them ordered an extra bowl of lion head.

After they had eaten their fill, he asked Xiaodang to take back the plate of peanuts.

After the people left, everyone sat for a while before leaving one after another and returning to their own homes.

Just as Yang Jun was about to fall asleep, he heard a quarrel in the atrium, which seemed to be the argument between his grandfather and Lao Shizhu.

At first, an old man and Zhu Zhu were arguing loudly, but slowly, only Zhu Zhu's voice was echoing, and the old man had completely calmed down.

Yang Jun smiled and thought: Zhuzhu is really impatient, it seems like he can't wait even all night.

...

The next morning.

Yang Jun came to the Yonghegong pigeon trading market again.

I spent a lot of money on shopping yesterday and I need to replenish my pockets quickly.

In just half an hour, he sold nearly 2,000 kilograms of food coupons and earned an additional profit of more than 700 yuan.

He deposited all the remaining food coupons and coins into the space replica, and then searched the market for some of the missing bills in his space:

Milk coupons, cooking oil coupons, tobacco coupons, wine coupons, peanut coupons, cloth coupons, bath coupons... He even bought some tickets related to excrement and urine.

Fortunately, he finally found the beef he had always been longing for.

Since beef is a rare ingredient and difficult to buy in ordinary vegetable markets, he was extremely lucky to find it in the market.

Yang Jun noticed that when someone was selling beef, there were only about two kilograms of stock left in front of the stall.

Regardless of the price, he threw down ten dollars, grabbed the two pounds of beef, and then disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

After leaving the pigeon market, Yang Jun took advantage of the fact that there was no one else on the road and put the beef into the replica.

When approaching the courtyard, Yang Jun took out eight hot meat buns from the space.

After continuous replication, there are now dozens of large meat buns accumulated in the space. There is no need to go to the breakfast stall to buy them anymore, and the buns will still remain warm when they come out of the oven.

After returning home, Yang Jun washed his hands, enjoyed a big meat bun and a bowl of rice porridge, and then rode his bicycle to the workplace with his sister Yang Mei.

The brother and sister rode on the road, attracting many onlookers. When they were about to reach the factory gate, people were whispering and pointing, revealing their envy and jealousy.

Inside the steel rolling mill, the gate faces two large buildings. On the left is the office building, and on the right is the comprehensive building, which houses a small cinema, conference rooms, warehouses and a staff cultural center.

Behind the two buildings are dozens of production plants and warehouses. The purchasing department is located in the office building in front. There is a rain shelter outside the door, where the bicycles of the factory leaders are parked.

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[After parking and locking the bicycle, Yang goes upstairs.

"Chief, remember to go to the small conference room on the third floor to attend the meeting later."

As soon as he stepped into the office door, Engineer Wei caught up with him and said.

"What meeting?" Yang Jun asked casually after putting down the key.

"I don't know the specific content. We were notified the day before yesterday, saying that all the top leaders need to attend the representative meeting of each department." Engineer Wei explained.

After saying that, he put down the folder in his hand and went to Yang Jun's desk, urging him to sign the document.

The long ride made his fingers stiff and cold, making it impossible for him to hold a pen. Yang Jun held the teacup and tried to find some hot water to warm his hands, but he found that the water in the beaker was still cold.

Because I wasn't at work yesterday and no one was looking after it, the water boiler had already stopped supplying water.

Yang Jun put down the cup regretfully, rubbed his hands vigorously, and then took a few breaths of warm air before holding the pen and signing his name.

These were initial orders for small purchases, which had already been reviewed by the inspectors, and Yang Mei’s name was still on them.

After a quick look and confirmation, Yang Jun quickly signed his name.

With Yang Mei's supervision, Yang Jun's worries were reduced a lot.

After collecting all the signed documents, Engineer Wei left without staying any longer.

The office was too cold, so Yang Jun stood up and paced to keep warm.

The cold in the house without a fire was unbearable.

Strangely, since retiring from the army and returning to the capital, his ability to resist cold seems to have declined.

In the past, I could spend the night peacefully even without lighting a stove, and even a thin cotton coat could get me through the entire winter. But after returning here, my body's antifreeze ability has gradually weakened, and I am often awakened by the cold air at night.

Holding the tongs, he stirred the burning coal, took out a new piece of coal, and left the office.

He planned to go to another department to exchange the coal, and then add new coal. In less than half an hour, the fire would be burning brightly.

The supply department had three offices, he occupied one, Section Chief Wei and five clerks occupied another, and the remaining one was reserved for the eight buyers.

Before he even stepped into the office, he heard a familiar voice.

"Director Wei, could you please let me go on a business trip to Datong?"

"No, everyone wants to have more contact with distant places. Do you think I can agree to your request?" Section Chief Wei refused.

Yang Jun pushed the door open and entered.

Yan Jie Chengdu stood in front of Section Chief Wei's desk and pleaded with a miserable look on his face.

When Section Chief Wei saw Yang Jun coming in with the coal, he immediately stood up and said, "Section Chief, your office is the only one in our supply department that has a heating stove.

If you want to change the coal briquettes, you must go to the director of another department to change them."

Hearing this, Yang Jun was a little surprised. He originally thought that all offices had stoves, but he did not expect that only the section chief enjoyed such a privilege.

He couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he saw the office was so cold that his colleagues were gasping for air.

At this time, a young girl in her twenties saw this and immediately ran over to take over. She took the coal briquettes enthusiastically and said:

"Chief, please wait a moment. I will go to the cafeteria to change the coal for you."

"Go to the cafeteria? It's too far, I don't think it's necessary..."

Before she could finish her words, the girl quickly left with the coal in her hands.

Yang Jun knew very well that there was nothing wrong with him going to the directors' offices to exchange coal, but it would be inappropriate if he exchanged coal with ordinary workers.

So the little girl went to the kitchen to do it.

"Jie Cheng, why are you here?" Yang Jun asked.

"Jun... Chief, I work in the purchasing department of our factory.

"Yan Jiecheng showed a somewhat ashamed expression.

After hearing this, Yang Jun suddenly understood.

The dispute with Jia Zhang a few days ago and the change in the third uncle's attitude during dinner at Sha Zhu's house last night were all because Yan Jiecheng was working within his jurisdiction.

"Okay, keep working on it.

"He patted Yan Jiecheng on the shoulder and said something comforting, then returned to his office to continue handling his business.