Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Everyone was surprised. They had read those long-standing masterpieces, but never analyzed them from Ye Chuan's unique perspective.

They even know only a few surviving works of Zhang Ruoxu.

The atmosphere in the restaurant fell into silence for a moment. Except for Tong Yao, everyone was interpreting Tang poetry in this novel way for the first time.

Wang Yanli's eyes were flickering, and she stared at Ye Chuan like a loyal little fan.

Apparently Ye Chuan did not stop, his voice sounded again: "Wang Han, whose life was lost, was forever remembered for the line 'Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield, how many men have ever returned from the battles in ancient times'; Xu Hun, a famous talent who was a Jinshi, who knew that he once wrote the line 'The clouds on the creek rise and the sun sinks into the pavilion, the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building'?"

He then cited Lu Lun's famous "Heavy Snow Covering the Bow and Sword", Cui Hu's classic "The Human Face and the Peach Blossoms Complement Each Other's Redness", Jia Dao's life-long dedication to poetry, and Cui Hao's endless praise.

He also mentioned many outstanding works of "niche poets" such as Zhang Ji and Yu Xuanji.

After finishing his speech, Ye Chuan picked up the wine glass on the table and drank the Moutai in one gulp.

Uncle Wang sighed sincerely: "Great! Xiaochuan, your understanding of poetry is better than even a horse can catch up!" Tong Yao's eyes were full of little stars, with a face full of love and admiration.

Aunt Wang was filled with joy. She was pleasantly surprised by her husband's brilliant insights, which could be seen from the expressions of her family members.

Uncle Wang continued with a hint of regret: "When I first saw that whole bookshelf of books in your house, I was worried that you would 'bite off more than you can chew'. It seems that I worried too much." He also shared the story about the more than 3,000 books, which made the neighbors, especially Mrs. Yu and the eldest son, envious.

Unfortunately, neither of them followed and missed the opportunity, and now they regret not being as reckless as their grandfather.

Wang Zhiqiang added, "Before, when my mother-in-law praised your profound knowledge, I was not completely convinced. I thought it was just a common compliment to a son-in-law. Now I realize it is true." At this moment, his favorability towards Ye Chuan doubled, and he even had a fantasy: How wonderful it would be if he was the spouse of his child.

Not only him, but Lin Hua and Wang Yanli also had similar ideas.

Wang Yanli looked at her cousin with eyes full of envy and a little jealousy.

Seeing this, Ye Chuan smiled and said, "Seniors, please stop praising me. I will get carried away!"

Everyone laughed and their favorable impression of Ye Chuan increased again.

The young man is talented, knowledgeable, and humorous in his conversation. What is most rare is that he has a good sense of propriety and does not appear arrogant.

Tong Yao always had a smile on her face. Nothing could make her happier than seeing the person she loved being recognized by his or her family.

Today, Ye Chuan's performance surprised her deeply.

When she first started speaking, she thought Ye Chuan would choose to list various reasons to prove that Li Bai or Du Fu was the most prestigious poet in the Tang Dynasty. Unexpectedly, he found a unique perspective and analyzed the problem from a different angle.

At this time, Lin Hua suggested: "Xiaochuan, are you interested in returning to our school for further studies? It is indeed a pity that you are employed so early." Her words made everyone's eyes light up. Considering that Ye Chuan's academic qualifications were a shortcoming, it would undoubtedly be a good thing if he could get a university degree.

Before Ye Chuan responded, Wang Yuxiu couldn't wait to ask: "Sister-in-law, do you still need to take the test?"

After a brief thought, Lin Hua said, "It's been nearly three years since then, and it may not be easy to get into the school even if you take the college entrance examination.

You can come here to audit the class first, and we will try to help you get a place as an auditor. As for the follow-up, we will see as we go. If you can develop something while you are in school, the school may look at you differently. " Regarding the admission, her statement still leaves room for maneuver.

Although he was looking forward to obtaining admission immediately, if he really had to wait, it might take until 1963, which would be only two years before the storm broke out. By then, Wang Zhiqiang and his wife might not even be able to save themselves. Since he was able to get in because of them, he must be responsible.

Although undergraduate studies are undoubtedly attractive, Ye Chuan understands that their value is insignificant compared to life and death.

In this regard, he expressed his gratitude for his aunt's kindness, and said: "I appreciate my aunt's kindness, but my current job is more important to me. If I need to return to campus, I will trouble my uncle and aunt to help me." The Spring Festival holiday was soon coming to an end, and on the fourth day of the first lunar month, various units resumed work one after another.

After work, colleagues obviously have not yet recovered from holiday mode and stood lazily in the yard to get some fresh air.

Seeing Ye Chuan, they all stopped being lazy and started to repair their bicycles which had not been used for a long time.

Ye Chuan looked around, greeted everyone, then returned to the office and started making phone calls.

The first person he called was Director Sun. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he got down to business and asked, "Brother Sun, how many alarm clocks have been shipped so far?"

Director Sun said nonchalantly: "About 1,500, and the output will increase after the Lantern Festival."

"I have a relative who wants to order several hundred alarm clocks. Should he pick them up directly from the factory or from a department store?"

"Come directly to the factory. You need more industrial coupons for each item if you go to a department store. How many items do you plan to order?"

Ye Chuan replied: "Two hundred are needed. I'll let you know if it's not enough." This was not a big deal for Director Sun, so he agreed immediately.

After the call, Ye Chuan immediately dialed Wang Zhiqiang and asked him to go to the Second Power Plant to pick up the goods.

Upon learning that he didn't even have to bother with the provincial industrial coupons, Wang Zhiqiang couldn't help but marvel at the unpredictable nature of the world.

In the following time, Ye Chuan still had a lot of trivial matters to deal with. After finishing his call with Wang Zhiqiang, he walked towards the cafeteria.

It was the fourth day of the lunar month, and his wedding banquet with Tong Yao was scheduled for the seventh day three days later, which happened to be a Sunday, which was quite perfect. "Lao Luo, I'll deliver the materials tomorrow, will it be in time?"

"Of course we'll make it in time. Director Ye, don't worry. I won't hold you back." Luo Aimin assured confidently. "Are there enough people? If not, I'll find two more people." Ye Chuan still had a trace of worry. "Don't worry! The three of us are enough!" Luo Aimin said firmly. There were three employees in his canteen, he was the chef, and he had two assistants. It was not difficult to handle ten tables of food.

In the past, he could handle twenty tables by himself, but now there are only two more tables.

Seeing Luo Aimin's unhesitating promise, Ye Chuan felt relieved and took out three red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to him. "Director Ye, this...what's going on? Your wedding is our responsibility, I can't accept this gift." Luo Aimin retracted his hand and said with a little annoyance.

He knew that he and his two other assistants deserved red envelopes, but he did not want to accept them against his principles.

Ye Chuan smiled and said: "This is a custom, let us also get some good luck.

If you don’t accept it, I’ll have to ask someone else for help!” His tone left no room for negotiation.

Seeing Ye Chuan so determined, Luo Aimin awkwardly took the red envelope and expressed his gratitude.

When the three opened the red envelopes, they were all shocked by the amounts: Luo Aimin received a Great Unity note (the largest denomination fifty-yuan note in the old RMB), and the other two received five yuan each.

This amount, when Luo Aimin cooked for guests in the past, the remuneration for helping out for more than 20 tables was more than this amount. "Old Wang, Old Lu, we have to work hard and not let Director Ye down, understand?" The three immediately understood Ye Chuan's good intentions. Even if the helpers were paid reasonably, they were naturally willing to work hard.

Ye Chuan had sent out the wedding invitations well in advance during the Spring Festival. At first, Ye Yongshun was firmly opposed to entertaining all the neighbors, but Liu Yue also stood up to support him.

After considering various factors, Ye Chuan, after consultation with his parents, finally agreed to invite several specific residents in the courtyard: Yi Zhonghai, Xu Damao, Yan Bugui and Ma Xieyan.

Ye Yongshun also wanted to add Liu Haiyang (possibly a neighbor), the deaf old lady and Sha Zhu, but these were flatly rejected by Ye Chuan.

After some compromises, the above four families were finally selected.

Upon hearing that the Ye family did not plan to hold the wedding banquet in the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai was surprised and tried his best to persuade Ye Yongshun.

The courtyard has always had a tradition of sharing celebrations together. If one's family does not participate, people will suspect that the relationship is not good, and as an old man, he will lose face.

The more serious problem was that there was no deaf old lady on the invitation list.

In the past, no matter who got married, this old lady was the guest of honor. Even before the wedding started, it was shocking that her family dared to snub such an important person. "Old Ye, how could you do this? Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to be an old man?" Yi Zhonghai asked unhappily.

Ye Yongshun was upset because his choice was questioned. He had always made his own decisions at home: "Boss Yi, go talk to my son. He has the final say on the list! And as a parent, I can't let my children make all the decisions, right?"

"That's my son's marriage, not mine. It's up to him to invite whoever he wants! You go talk to my son. This is beyond my authority!" Ye Yongshun was holding his breath. He was dissatisfied with Yi Zhonghai's interference in his personal affairs, and was even more angry at Ye Chuan for not listening to him.

Yi Zhonghai paused slightly. He had a natural resistance to Ye Chuan and was unwilling to negotiate too much when it was not necessary.

In the evening, after Ye Chuan had dinner, he unexpectedly saw Yi Zhonghai visiting. "Xiao Ye, I'm here for your wedding banquet." Yi Zhonghai made no secret of his purpose. "What happened to my wedding banquet?" Ye Chuan was still puzzled. "Xiao Ye, you are one of the residents in the courtyard. You are inviting more than a dozen neighbors to a banquet. It seems inappropriate for you to only invite four families, right?" Yi Zhonghai clearly expressed his concern.

Ye Chuan understood his goal and answered without hesitation: "Then don't invite anyone!"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment, and was a little speechless: "Xiao Ye, it is not appropriate to act on impulse at this time.

We are neighbors in the same courtyard, and we should pay attention to emotional exchanges. "

Ye Chuan glanced at Yi Zhonghai and answered frankly: "I didn't act on impulse. If it weren't for my father's words, I wouldn't have seen anyone in the courtyard." His words were full of provocation, which made Yi Zhonghai so angry that he almost exploded.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to turn around and leave, but as the head of the family, he would lose face if he was not invited, and the uncles in other courtyards would also look down on him.