Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Just as they put the vase away, the two brothers came towards them carrying a large box.

The box contained a lot of miscellaneous items, mixed with a few old books. From the condition of the books, it can be seen that

, they had taken extra care of the old man before he fell ill.

The two brothers quickly took out the items in the box and arranged them neatly according to category.

They moved four boxes in total. Among the hundreds of ancient books, there were many valuable collections. Ye Chuan gladly accepted them.

Including the camphorwood box, all the sundries were sold for a total of fifteen dollars.

The two of them left with a smile. Fat Han was used to this. Ye Chuan selected the items and returned the remaining ones to the store.

After Ye Chuan put the selected books into the camphorwood box, he took advantage of Han Pang's inattention and secretly put the vase into the system.

After cleaning up, Uncle Wang and Aunt Yu also came back after buying vegetables.

Seeing the car full of old and worn-out items, Uncle Wang immediately left in anger, leaving Aunt Yu with an awkward smile: "Ye Xiaohan, Uncle I am not targeting you. He is unhappy that Old Zhu and his children are squandering money. He is a former teacher at the school."

This finally solved the problem. Uncle Wang was a teacher before he retired. He had a rich collection of books at home and a good quality of life.

After returning the soda bottle to the aunt, Han Pang drove the tricycle briskly to the courtyard where Ye Chuan lived.

When they carried the baby home together, Liu Yue, who was immersed in the sound of the radio, looked at them in panic. "Brother Dazhuang, you must be exhausted!" Liu Yue shouted, but of course she couldn't call Han Pang the same way as her son.

Fatty Han wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a smile, "Auntie, you've worked hard!" It was lunchtime when the two of them rushed home, but the food in the cafeteria made them frown at the same time, and the others also showed some dissatisfaction. "There's not even any meat?" "Yeah, we worked so hard for a long time, and this is what we get for lunch?" "You're kidding, this is just a vegetable stem and leaves mixed together?"

The chef wiped his hands, looked around and saw that the new Director Cheng had already finished his meal and left. He explained with a wry smile: "Director Cheng has said that in order to save costs, we will only provide meat dishes once a week in the future."

This immediately caused a buzz of discussion among the crowd.

They are all employees who need to do physical labor. Without sufficient oil and water, how can they be motivated? "Saving money is other people's business!" "He has taken all the benefits, who will take care of our losses?" Ye Chuan laughed in his heart. Even if the newly appointed leader wanted to reorganize, he would not start with the canteen.

Is this Cheng Jin really stupid? If he aroused public anger, would he still be the director?

After dinner, a group of people gathered in the yard to smoke and kill time.

Ye Chuan looked up and saw Cheng Jinzheng walking out of the office and heading straight to his own private lounge. He glanced at him before closing the door.

Ye Chuan had some thoughts in his mind: Although this lounge has always been his territory, now that it has fallen into Cheng Jin's hands, he can only endure it, after all, that is the position of the director.

However, the provocative look at the end could not help but make people suspicious. Cheng Jin was either stupid or reckless. He knew that he was the one supporting the business of the entire site, but he still came to provoke him.

Fatty Han said indignantly: "Brother Ye, he occupied your lounge!" Ye Chuan calmly lit a cigarette and said lightly: "Fat brother, don't talk nonsense, that was originally the director's private room, Director Tang just lent it to me temporarily."

Time flies, two days passed quickly, and it was the weekend in the blink of an eye.

As promised, Liu Jun brought him the balance of 1600 yuan for the first batch of goods. The excitement on his face was beyond words, showing how popular the goods were in the market.

Everything was still normal at the unit. Cheng Jin seemed to have never communicated with Ye Chuan before, just like one of the most ordinary employees.

Faced with the indifference, Ye Chuan did not take the initiative to talk, but just did what he should do.

He had already agreed with Tong Yao to visit her home today, and after get off work he couldn't wait to take the gifts he had prepared home.

Two bottles of Moutai, two packs of high-end Daqianmen cigarettes, more than a pound of pastries, and the preserved fruits that Han Lifen specially prepared for him, would be valuable gifts no matter where they were given. Without certain connections, it would be difficult to buy Moutai in places where supplies were scarce.

The Ye family attached great importance to Ye Chuan's first visit. Liu Yue helped to organize the gifts, while Ye Yongshun carefully placed the gifts on the back seat of the bicycle.

On this Sunday, the neighbors in the yard were all shocked by the piles of gifts. "Old Ye, what are you preparing?" Everyone looked at Ye Yongshun loading the car full of packages, confused.

Ye Yongshun smiled innocently and said, "Our Xiaochuan has a girlfriend, and we are going to visit her today, so we prepared some gifts." His words were full of pride.

Qin Huairu was disappointed when she heard this. Her son was already in love. She thought she could get more favors from rich people! Thinking of the Erguotou and two large bags of peach cakes that Jia Dongxu brought with him when he first visited her, it was as if he was carrying gold and silver treasures. It was really unacceptable.

Yazhu felt very uncomfortable. He was much older than Ye Chuan, but he still hadn't found a partner, while the other party seemed to be ready to get married.

Yi Zhonghai was also shocked: "How did this guy find a partner so quickly?"

"Does Ye Chuan have a girlfriend? Is she from our factory?" Ye Yongshun proudly answered: "No, she's from school, a primary school teacher!"

The crowd was even more surprised.

In this era, teachers not only have a low social status ("stinky ninth"), but their positions and salaries far exceed those of workers.

No one had expected that a rag collector could find a teacher as his girlfriend. "Humph, it won't last long!" Jia Zhang curled her lips and muttered quietly.

Although Ye Yongshun didn't hear what she said specifically, he knew from her expression that it was an ominous sign.

Jia Dongxu slumped in his chair, his face looking frighteningly gloomy.

But then I thought: So what if my girlfriend is so beautiful?!

Seeing Ye Yongshun loading the bicycle with gifts again and again, everyone's eyes became excited.

What was hanging on the handlebars of his bicycle was actually more than two kilograms of pork belly with even fat and lean meat!

Although Moutai and Daqianmen are rare delicacies, in the era of material scarcity, ordinary people valued pork belly and desserts that could fill their stomachs directly.

For someone like Yi Zhonghai who has guaranteed food and clothing, these two items are extremely attractive.

In full view of everyone, Ye Chuan dressed neatly, got on his bicycle, and left the courtyard.

Yan Bugui, who was standing by, saw the gift and immediately guessed what Ye Chuan was going to do: "If I had known this, I should have introduced Teacher Tong to him earlier, so that I could get some benefits."

He patted his chest in regret and said, "And that teacher Ran is also beautiful.

Although she is not as good as Tong Yao, her family background is similar, so it is definitely worthwhile to introduce her to others.”

After rolling his eyes a few times, Yan Bugui thought of a two-pronged opportunity: he could bring the two young leaders closer to her, and whoever could handle Teacher Ran would be considered very capable.

While riding, Ye Chuan attracted many envious glances: his brand new 28-inch bicycle handlebar, the generous gifts and the elegant appearance were enough to make the young unmarried wives on the street stare in amazement.

After riding for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the entrance of the alley where Tong Yao lived. From afar, I saw a moving figure wandering around.

After Ye Chuan parked the car, Tong Yao rushed towards him like a butterfly. "Have you been waiting for a long time?" she asked. "No, I just left not long ago." Tong Yao's voice was as clear as a lark.

Noticing the rich and varied gifts in his car, she couldn't close her mouth. "Ye Chuan, why did you prepare so many gifts?" she asked in surprise.

Ye Chuan smiled and said, "It's the first time I meet my mother-in-law, so of course I have to bring some more things." His outspokenness caused Tong Yao to spit on her. She blushed and said, "You call her that before you get married? You're thick-skinned as a city wall!" "You'll have to call her that sooner or later!" Ye Chuan said without any reason.

With a sweet smile on her face, she held his hand and walked towards her courtyard.

Two old men were playing chess at the gate of the yard with great interest. They caught a glimpse of the man Tong Yao was holding hands with, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Yaoyao, is this your boyfriend?"

Tong Yao greeted them politely: "Grandpa Chen, Grandpa Yang, this is Ye Chuan, our friend." Then, Ye Chuan responded with a smile and followed Tong Yao into the door.

The Tong family lives in a courtyard with two entrances and a courtyard that is kept clean and quiet. There are not many residents, only eight neighbors in total.

The main house of the Tong family is located in the backyard. In front of the door is a row of carefully cared-for flower pots. The blooming flowers are bright and eye-catching. It is obvious that the owner takes great care of them.

The neighbors in the courtyard are all very friendly. Whenever they see Ye Chuan, they will take the initiative to greet him warmly. Ye Chuan can feel that this harmony comes from inner sincerity, rather than the kind of hypocritical superficial friendliness he had encountered before.

When he just parked the car and entered the hospital, a muscular man in his 40s or 50s walked out with a smile on his face. His dark skin and full of energy left a deep impression on people. "Dad, this is Ye Chuan!" Tong Yousheng greeted Ye Chuan with a smile on his face. "Xiao Ye, you're here, why are you buying so many things?" Tong Yousheng seemed a little surprised by Ye Chuan's thoughtfulness.

Meeting his girlfriend's parents for the first time, Ye Chuan was somewhat nervous, and greeted them politely but a little reservedly: "Hello, uncle, I don't know what you like, so I picked some at random." There was sincere humility in his words. "Come in quickly!" Tong Yousheng smiled and led him into the house.

At this time, Wang Yuxiu, who was washing and picking vegetables in the kitchen, was a little surprised to see Ye Chuan. She originally thought that Ye Chuan was a sturdy waste recycler, but she didn't expect him to be a young man with outstanding looks.

Wang Yuxiu had a very good first impression of Ye Chuan. Although he did manual labor, his every move and gesture revealed a temperament more like that of an elegant scholar.

Without further understanding, the first impression is very important, so she was very friendly to Ye Chuan: "Hello, please come and sit down."

After entering the room, Ye Chuan put down the gifts in his hand, which included Maotai liquor, Daqianmen cigarettes, as well as rare pork belly and pastries on the market. These were expensive goods. Although his family was not wealthy, such gifts still seemed exceptionally generous.