Siheyuan: Since 51

"What's the matter?"

Li Huaide looked mysterious and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I heard that the boss tried to transfer the position, but after a heated discussion, the decision was rejected."

Lin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "No way? After all, he has been running the factory for several years. If he changes places, he won't have to start all over again."

"Who knows?"

Li Huaide spread his hands and said, "Maybe he got kicked in the head by a donkey."

After saying that, he curled the corners of his lips and said, "Let's go, let's go quickly, it's a good time to have some peace and quiet."

"That's true."

After responding, Lin Zhiyuan changed the subject.

"Brother Li, Li Xiao came to see me some time ago and wanted to have tea with us. What do you think?"

Li Huaide took a puff of cigarette slowly, thought for a long time, and then spoke slowly.

"It's probably a good thing. Tea is easy to make, but it's hard to invite people. People come uninvited, so there's no reason to turn them away."

As he said this, he took a long puff, put out the cigarette, and added another sentence.

"It's not easy to do. I'll go back and ask my father-in-law. Don't worry about it. Let's wait until after the New Year."

Lin Zhiyuan stood up, added water to the teacup, and agreed casually.

"Okay, it's the end of the year. At this critical moment, no one except Hao Zhengyi can feel uncomfortable."

As soon as Li Huaide left, Zeng Yinquan came over with a smile on his face.

"Brother Lin, I'm sorry to take up a few minutes of your time."

Lin Zhiyuan gestured, "Sit down. There are cigarettes on the table. Take them if you want to smoke. I just smoked with Brother Li for a long time, and my throat is dry."

Zeng Yinquan didn't hesitate and lit one for himself.

"There's a technician in the engineering department who seems to be isolated."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan became interested and asked, "Tell me in detail."

"According to my observation, Zheng Fusheng and Jin Anshun are closer, while Xie Changchun always keeps to himself."

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the teacup, blew on the tea leaves, took a sip of tea, and said nonchalantly: "Our union should also understand the living conditions of the new employees."

Zeng Yinquan smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll go get in touch with them later."

In the five days before the New Year, Lin Zhiyuan was very busy.

Special arrangements were made to introduce Sun Ping'an to Liang Zepeng, Zeng Yinquan, the Qin King brothers and others, so that he could quickly integrate into normal life.

I also want to take a stroll around Old Man Sun, Old Lady Deng, and the brigade commander's house.

After get off work on the 29th, I went to Old Man Sun's house.

Early in the morning on New Year's Eve.

Lin Zhiyuan rode his bicycle northward, heading straight for Beiluoguxiang.

Mrs. Deng’s home.

The courtyard door was open, and when I looked inside, I saw a scene where Deng's mother was scolding her son.

"Yongqiang, tell me, what kind of person do you like? I've been on blind dates time and time again, but none of them caught my eye. Your father and I didn't even meet in person, but we were still doing fine, weren't we?"

Ren Yongqiang lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Mrs. Deng's tone was not very good. "I am already 65 years old. How many years do I have left to live? If you don't hurry up, will I still be able to hold my grandson?"

……

Lin Zhiyuan arrived at the gate and heard a few words. He didn't hesitate to push his bicycle in and made some jokes.

"Grandma Deng, is Yongqiang disobedient?"

As he spoke, he propped up his bicycle and walked forward with a smile, "Do you want me to help you deal with him?"

Ren Yongqiang bent his head slightly, glared at Lin Zhiyuan sideways, and dared not say a word.

Mrs. Deng chuckled and said, "Clean it up, clean it up hard. Alas, I'm old, and they've grown up. My words are useless now."

Ren Yongqiang said weakly: "Mom, I really know my limits."

Old Mrs. Deng said angrily, "You are nothing. Zhiyuan is about to give birth to his second child, and you don't even have a wife."

Lin Zhiyuan pursed his lips, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and chuckled a few times.

He turned around, took off a cloth bag from the beam of the car, and gestured with a smile.

"Granny Deng, give him half a year. If that doesn't work, I'll help you beat him up. Come on, let's go into the house and show you what good stuff I brought."

Enter the house and take a seat.

Old Mrs. Deng complained, "You kid, I've told you so many times that I, the old lady, am richer than you."

Lin Zhiyuan twitched his lips and chuckled, "What are you saying? If you have money, it's yours. What does it have to do with me? A rich old lady can't let the younger generation pay respect to her? That doesn't make sense."

As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag and signaled with his eyes.

"Look, it's Chinese New Year, I don't have time to come, so I'll wish you a happy new year in advance and bring you some salted duck eggs and pickles."

After talking and chatting and having lunch, Lin Zhiyuan turned west again.

In Lingjing Hutong, the temperature was about ten degrees below zero, and people were strolling on the street from time to time.

Lin Zhiyuan seemed not to notice that Lin Jialiang was at home. Occasionally, there were unfamiliar faces around the alley.

Riding a bicycle, I leisurely arrived at the gate of the brigade commander's house.

"Dong dong dong."

After knocking on the door a few times, a young man opened the gate, took a look, and asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Zhiyuan was startled, then suddenly realized what was going on and asked with a smile, "You are Brother Chen Fei, right? I am Lin Zhiyuan."

The young man, Chen Fei, looked suddenly enlightened and opened the gate with a smile.

"It's you, come in quickly, my dad has been scolding you these past two days."

Lin Zhiyuan pushed his bicycle inside and asked with a smile, "Why did he scold me?"

Chen Fei raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I don't like you not coming."

As he was speaking, Lin Zhiyuan looked up and caught a glimpse of the brigade commander wearing a military coat, standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

He was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and greeted with a smile: "Hey, Uncle Chen, it's so cold, why are you out here? I'm afraid you'll get frozen again."

"Stop talking nonsense. I was wearing only one layer of clothing during the winter, and you were still rolling around on the kang."

Then he asked, "Why, can't I scold you a little?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, took off the cloth bag on the back seat, picked it up and walked towards him.

"Of course, I can do it. I can get a few scolds from you, my big boss. No one else has received this treatment."

"That's right." The brigade commander smiled and waved his hand, "Hurry up and go in."

living room.

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan entered the room, little Chen Jian rushed over to him, "Brother Zhiyuan, you're here. I want to tell you that I got full marks for my composition in the exam a few days ago."

Lin Zhiyuan casually put the cloth bag next to the door, greeted Mrs. Chen, and touched little Chen Jian's head.

"Really? I've never gotten a perfect score. Tell me, what did you write?"

"It's an unforgettable day. I'll write about staying at your house."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to glance at the brigade commander and gestured with his right hand.

"I wrote 500 words out of the requirement of 300 words, and the teacher praised me for my interesting and witty writing."

The brigade commander curled his lips and interrupted, "That's great. He wrote down everything about me scolding him and confiscating the stick."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh and patted Chen Jian on the shoulder.

"It's okay, keep going, we're not writing nonsense, right?"

Little Chen Jian nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

Sit on the sofa.

The brigade commander introduced, "This is my eldest brother, Chen Fei. He is three years older than you. You can just call him Brother Fei."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "I guessed it. My aunt said it before. Plus, it's Chinese New Year, and a young man appeared in your house and opened the door like the owner, so it's hard to guess wrong."

"You are quite clever, boy."

After the greetings, the brigade commander looked at the cloth bag beside the door and asked with a smile: "What did you bring? Bring it out so I can see it."