Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

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Xu Damao took the rosewood box and opened it to check almost reflexively.

He found that the gold bars he had given to Yang Jun were lying there intact, and his expression was obviously relieved.

He thought that even if things went wrong, he could at least get something back. Unexpectedly, after the failure, Yang Jun not only returned the property to the original owner, but also did not lose a single cent.

Xu Damao thought for a moment, took out a gold bar, and said, "Although it is not completed, I appreciate your kindness.

I can't let you work in vain, this is just a small token of my appreciation, I hope you will accept it."

Although Xu Damao was shrewd, he did not appear to be displeased.

He knew in his heart that even if the matter failed, he should still give something back. After all, there might be a chance in the future where he would need Yang Jun's help, so how could he let him down so easily?

He left one as a souvenir so that he could rely on it when they met again.

Facing those gold bars, Yang Jun did not extend his hand, his expression was solemn: "Da Mao, who do you think I am? Am I such a greedy person? If it doesn't work this time, I can try again next time. There is no need to rush for these things."

Although Yang Jun was polite in words, he secretly resented his own intention of taking the opportunity to copy the gold.

However, he no longer cared about those gold bars, because there would soon be mountains of gold piled up in his own space.

It was just one, he didn't need to worry about it.

Seeing that Yang Jun was determined and unwilling to accept it, it was obviously not for money, so Xu Damao had to put the gold bars back into the box.

“Thank you for your kindness, great grandfather. I will always remember it in my heart.

How about having a couple of drinks together tonight? My Xiao'e will cook you a delicious chicken. "

Listening to Xu Damao's words, Yang Jun's mind went dark.

This guy often misses words when speaking. When he says "cook chicken", um, "OK", it would be better to add some mushrooms... If he doesn't correct this bad habit, he will probably get into trouble sooner or later.

Fortunately, he can cook. If it were someone else... he might really have to cook by himself.

"Can you cook?" Yang Jun held back his laughter and teased Xu Damao.

Yang Jun did not plan to go to Xu Damao's house for dinner. In addition to the reasons he had already mentioned, Xu Damao had been quarreling with Lou Xiao'e frequently recently, two or three times almost every day, and conflicts could be heard from morning to night.

Yang Jun did not want to get involved in this vortex. He thought that even if Xu Damao offered to treat them, it would be difficult to fulfill and it would most likely be a superficial effort to deal with Lou Xiaoe.

When he got home, the whole family was waiting for his return.

At the dining table, Yang Jun handed two employment certificates to his second uncle Yang Dong.

One is for Yang Anguo, which has clear employer information; the other is blank and is for the second uncle to decide whether to arrange for his eldest son Yang Anbang to join the factory to work.

Yang Jun did this not only to help his brother, but also to leave a way out for Yang Anbang's future uncertainty. If they are willing to come, this work permit can be transferred to others in exchange for some pocket money to supplement the family income.

Looking at these two certificates, Second Uncle and Yang Anguo were delighted. They kept saying, "Finally, we can have a stable diet."

After getting the certificate, the second uncle was restless and anxious to go back to deal with Yang Anbang's household registration transfer. Despite the dissuasion of Yang Jun and Wang Yuying, he insisted on going home immediately.

Since they had to handle the formalities in person, Yang Anguo left with them, so Yang Jun drove them to the train station.

He asked them to wait at the door of the ticket office while he queued up to buy the tickets. Soon he got two tickets returning to Shanxi at 11 o'clock.

Yang Jun went to a nearby stall and bought thirty pancakes and some boiled eggs, then came back to find them.

"Junzi, what's wrong with you? Your mother has already prepared white flour buns for me, but you still bought so much food. I feel really bad for you.

"Yang Dong said with some blame.

He had enjoyed a lot of delicious food in the past few days in the city. All the food stored in the house was packed up and taken away by Wang Yuying. With this pile of delicious food, Yang Dong felt a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, how can I not know how magnanimous you are? We don't have to be so polite.

"Yang Jun helped his uncle sort out the bread and eggs, and secretly stuffed a small paper bag into his package. "Hehe, thank you, uncle, don't refuse it."

Yang Dong touched his head and smiled shyly.

Yang Jun handed them the train tickets and reminded them to pay attention to the time to avoid missing the train.

He also specifically told Yang Anguo not to rush to go to work after he returned home, and to rest at home for two days, because he might not have many opportunities to go back home in the future due to his busy work.

He sent them to the waiting room and chatted with them for a few hours. When they were about to check their tickets, he pointed to the package on Yang Dong's shoulder and said,

"Uncle, here is something I prepared for you. Please keep it safe and be careful not to let anyone steal it on the way."

"what is it then……"

Without waiting for his second uncle to finish his question, Yang Jun smiled at him and left to do other things.

This wrinkled paper bag contained two hundred kilograms of national food coupons and three hundred yuan.

No matter what, he wanted to be filial to his father.

Although his family sends money and other things back to his hometown every month, it is not enough to express his filial piety to his elders.

Since his father Yang Gui went out to make a living, he has settled in the city for a long time, rarely returns to his hometown, and cannot often accompany his parents.

If Yang Dong had not taken care of his parents in his hometown with all his hardship, Yang Jun would not have been able to work so peacefully in Beijing.

Therefore, Yang Jun chose this way to make up for his guilt towards his second uncle's family.

As a young man who was born in the countryside in his previous life, I know how hard those days were. I can't imagine how it felt to sweat profusely under the scorching sun:

In the middle of summer, when the sun is high and the field is ploughed,

Sweat drops onto the yellow earth.

Who knows about the food table?

Every grain of rice comes from hard work.

There is depth in these short poems, and only those who have experienced it personally can understand the pain.

Every grain of rice is hard-earned, which makes Yang Jun deeply understand the hardships of rural life.

So, when other ways failed, he decided to take care of his second uncle's family to the best of his ability.

After returning to his own courtyard, Yang Jun went to visit the old house first and found that Wang Yuying had already lay down to rest, but was still expecting something.

After informing Yang Dong that he had boarded the car, Yang Jun went straight back to his residence.

Yi Qiu Shui waited for him for a long time and fell asleep.

He soaked his feet first, then went upstairs quietly, lifted the bed sheet and got into bed.

The next morning, facing the listless Yi Qiu Shui, Yang Jun raised the corners of his mouth slightly: Hey, it snowed and moonlit the whole night again last night.

However, as he was washing his face and looking at the bathtub in the bathroom, the memory of an ancient underwater kung fu suddenly flashed through his mind.

Thinking that he could not practice that technique immediately, he lost interest, brushed his teeth hurriedly, and went to the old house to eat.

After lunch, he sent Yi Qiu Shui to work, but did not return to the office. Instead, he drove straight out of the steel plant.

Thinking about the new martial arts that he had not yet mastered, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

If you want to become a top master in life, why would you be willing to be mediocre? Missing the golden opportunity to practice is stupid.

Although spring has arrived, the temperature is still cold, but it is milder than the severe winter.

Yang Jun's mind was full of plans to renovate the old house. He wanted to arrange it to look like the home he lived in, and add a mezzanine to create an extra room.

After his younger sisters Xingmei and Liu'er moved in, he had more time to practice the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" with Yi Qiu Shui.

Having made up his mind, he didn't want to delay any longer and drove to find his fifth uncle to discuss the renovation of the old house.

In the past, house decoration was the job of my fifth uncle, and his craftsmanship and work quality were very good.

He felt that instead of arguing over design plans and quotations again and again, it would be more efficient to continue to trust his uncle.

When I arrived at the courtyard where my fifth uncle lived, I saw him rushing in from outside with a look of anger, muttering and cursing something.

When he heard the shout, Uncle Wu stopped complaining and saw that it was Yang Jun. His wrinkled face immediately turned into a smile and he quickly took out a cigarette to entertain this old acquaintance.

"Hey, Director Yang, you're here. What a rare guest. Are you here specially to see my business?" Lao Wu joked.

The two of them had interacted with each other before and knew that Yang Jun was approachable, generous and not airy, so there was no need for them to be overly polite when talking to him.

He himself has no special skills, and the reason why Director Yang came to him must be his request to decorate the house.

(Imitation: He still remembered that Yang Jun had said years ago that the old house needed some renovation, and now business was coming directly to his door.

"Take it and smoke it." Yang Jun took the cigarette from Lao Wu, put it between his ears, and took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and handed it to Lao Wu.

Lao Wu chuckled, and when Yang Jun smoked a better cigarette, he didn't act pretentiously. He took it, sniffed it a few times, then put it back into the cigarette box and lit his own cigarette.

“As you might expect, I came here to ask you to help me redecorate my old house.

"Lao Wu blew out a puff of smoke and slightly closed his eyes. "No problem, just keep it the same, okay?"

Yang Jun nodded, "Yes, that's the arrangement.

"The two of them quickly decided on the decoration without any unnecessary pleasantries.

After the discussion, seeing that Lao Wu was still angry, Yang Jun asked with concern: "Lao Wu, what's wrong? Are you worried about something?"

"Oh, it's so sad to say that I met an unreasonable guy during the New Year.

"Old Five was getting angrier as he spoke.

"What's going on?" Yang Jun asked.

Hearing this, Lao Wu became even more annoyed.

"Damn it. They agreed on a good deal before the New Year, but this morning they went back on their word. I even paid a few dollars for the materials."

Yang Jun felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. It was hard for anyone to accept that a good deal was broken out of nowhere, not to mention the unnecessary loss of material costs.

In that era, people attached great importance to credibility.

Unless there is a major change, people generally will not take actions that would damage their reputation.

Even major changes can usually be negotiated and some compensation given.

"Why did they breach the contract temporarily?" Yang Jun asked thoughtfully.

He really wanted to find out why the landlord broke the contract.

You know, in this era people generally value honesty.

Unless there are special circumstances, breach of contract is rarely taken lightly.

Even when unexpected situations occur, people tend to negotiate solutions that minimize the impact on their reputation while compensating for necessary losses.

"Alas, it's because they plan to sell the house." Lao Wu looked a little disappointed.

Selling a house?

These words touched Yang Jun.

Yesterday he was still worrying about Yang Mei's wedding house, but today he heard that the house was for sale. How could he not be tempted? In that era when house transactions were scarce, even if someone wanted to change houses, they would exchange their own house for someone else's house. It was only a formal transfer of ownership, and no cash transaction was involved. This was called "house-for-house".

Now hearing the word "sell", Yang Jun immediately regarded it as an object that he must obtain.

"Master Lao Wu, may I ask whose house it is? Where is it? What kind of house is it?"

Yang Jun asked anxiously.

Hearing this, Lao Wu was slightly surprised: "Director Yang, do you want to buy a house?"

Yang Jun confirmed, “Well, I hope Lao Wu can review and introduce it in more detail.

"

Seeing Yang Jun's serious expression, Lao Wu told him some information about the house.

This house located in is a typical quadrangle courtyard, famous for its "囍" shape. Although the courtyard is not large, with only one courtyard, it includes three main rooms, two side rooms each, and three back rooms in the backyard, a total of ten rooms.

Upon hearing that such high-quality housing was hard to come by, Yang Jun became extremely excited.

They are currently short of accommodation and cannot miss this courtyard house at all costs.

"Old Five, take me to see it immediately.

"Yang Jun couldn't wait to propose.

Lao Wu also did not foresee Yang Jun's eagerness.

However, he was happy to lead the way, after all, it was because Yang Jun had brought him a big business order not long ago.

Located in the Forbidden City in Beijing's DC district, it is divided into inner and outer areas.

The inner court is located in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, above the Inner Jinshui River, with five single-hole white marble bridges standing quietly.

The outer court is located in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, where there is a magnificent three-arch bridge. The north side is close to the city wall. The exquisite jade railings are like jade belts, which complement the ancient huabiao and majestic stone lions, forming a remarkable and spectacular scene.

The surrounding courtyards are densely distributed, and the alleys are winding and complex, which seems like a maze to those who don't know the terrain.

Led by Lao Wu, they turned left and right in the alley and finally arrived at the gate of a courtyard.

This courtyard is of the same common style, with a brick-gray roof, green tiles and narrow thresholds, exuding an ancient atmosphere.