Siheyuan: Since 51

A young man, dressed simply, was sitting astride a broken bicycle and waving constantly.

Lin Zhiyuan looked up, a little confused.

After looking at him for a long time, I remembered that the person in front of me seemed to have been seen in Lingjing Hutong.

He stepped forward and asked, "Uncle Chen is looking for me?"

The young man nodded, "Yeah."

Lin Zhiyuan secretly complained in his heart, why are you looking for me? You don't miss me, do you? Although I haven't been there for a while, it shouldn't be that serious...

With full of doubts, I followed the young man and rode my bike to Lingjing Hutong.

After knocking on the door, it was still Mrs. Chen who opened it.

Lin Zhiyuan lowered his voice and asked quietly, "Aunt, is Uncle Chen in a good mood?"

Just as she finished speaking, a little girl, clutching the corner of Mrs. Chen's clothes, pouted and said something crisply.

"Brother Zhiyuan, my dad is in a bad mood."

As he said this, he shook his head seriously.

The little girl's name was Chen Jin, the brigade commander's beloved daughter. She was five years younger than little Chen Jian. She had two pigtails and was extremely cute.

Lin Zhiyuan had seen this before. The little girl was shy and always hid in the inner room and didn't come out. Only now that she had more contact with her, she was no longer afraid.

not good?

Lin Zhiyuan secretly groaned in his heart, who the hell made the brigade commander angry? Don’t let me take the consequences later.

Mrs. Chen smiled secretly and gestured with her hand, "Zhiyuan, please come in. His mood will definitely improve if you come."

Will it be okay if I come?

Do you want to scold me?

This shouldn’t be the case. Apart from coming less often recently, it seems like I haven’t done anything!

After pushing the bicycle into the yard, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly had an idea. He bent down, picked up little Chen Jin, and took out a candy from his pocket, which was actually the space.

"Come, little Chen Jin, let me give you a piece of candy to sweeten your mouth. Let's go find your father together."

"Okay!" After taking it, the little girl didn't eat it in a hurry, but put it in her pocket happily.

In fact, there was no need to look for him. The brigade commander was sitting in a rocking chair under a tree next to him, enjoying the cool air, staring at Lin Zhiyuan.

He walked forward and pretended to be relaxed, "Uncle Chen, it's not easy. I've come so many times, and little Chen Jin finally recognizes me as his brother."

Little Chen Jin smiled and said, "I have always recognized you, Brother Zhiyuan."

"Okay, you're the best."

"Girl, go find mom. I want to talk to your brother Zhiyuan about something. Okay?"

The brigade commander's tone should be as gentle as possible.

"Okay."

Little Chen Jin pretended to get off, so Lin Zhiyuan couldn't hold her any longer.

As soon as he put it on the ground, it ran away.

Looking at the little girl's back, Lin Zhiyuan felt abandoned by the amulet.

The Brigadier leaned back, his breath clear and his voice deep.

"Sit down, do you still need me to treat you? There are cigarettes on the table, take them if you want."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but secretly complain, what is this, Sichuan Opera face-changing? It was so gentle just now, why is it like this to me, it's not fair...

Then he thought again, if he was going to be scolded anyway, he couldn't avoid it, so he just let it go, sat down, picked up the cigarette box, and prepared to have a cigarette.

The brigade commander’s cigarettes are so good that you would miss out if you don’t smoke them. But after you smoke them, you will want to smoke again.

As soon as I put the cigarette in my mouth, I suddenly discovered a problem: the brigade commander didn't use a cigarette holder to smoke.

When I looked again, the folding fan was gone too.

I didn't dare to think too much. I lit up the cigarette and just smoked without saying a word.

After smoking a cigarette, the brigade commander sat up and asked, "Why aren't you talking?"

"Don't dare."

Lin Zhiyuan answered quite straightforwardly.

The brigade commander was immediately delighted and a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your uncle sent something by mail. Don't forget to take it with you when you come back."

"it is good!"

Lin Zhiyuan responded, and seeing the brigade commander smile, he mustered up his courage and asked weakly, "Uncle Chen, you wouldn't send people to the factory to arrest me for such a small matter, would you?"

"Of course not."

The brigade commander seemed very excited, patting the armrest of the rocking chair, "I went to Kenong's house for a stroll, and he actually took away my cigarette holder and folding fan. He's a bandit!"

After saying that, he added, "You decide!"

"Uncle Chen, don't get excited. Your heart is not in good condition. Remember to keep your emotions stable..."

Just as he was concerned, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly came to his senses and his expression became strange.

isn't it?

You are the only one who has ever taken other people's things. Is there anyone else who has the ability to do this?

"What's that look in your eyes?"

The brigade commander glared at him and said unhappily, "Hurry up and get him a copy so I can get mine back."

As he said this, he curled his lips and said, "The folding fan I gave him had the word 'bandit' written on it."

Lin Zhiyuan's face was full of black lines, and he couldn't help asking, "Uncle Chen, do you think writing 'bandit' can get it back?"

The brigade commander was stunned and couldn't help laughing, "That's right, you can write it and give it to me as soon as possible."

As the two were talking, the door rang.

Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly got up and opened the door.

A man who also wore glasses and was slightly more plump than the brigade commander was slightly startled and asked, "Is Lao Chen here? Who are you?"

Lin Zhiyuan roughly guessed it, but he was not sure, for fear of recognizing the wrong person, so he just stepped aside and gestured, "Please come in, Uncle Chen is at home."

The brigade commander heard the sound and shouted, "Ke Nong, come in quickly."

The two sat down to chat. Lin Zhiyuan was afraid to talk about important matters and didn't know whether he should leave.

As he was hesitating, the brigade commander saw him and said with a smile, "Zhiyuan, move a stool and sit down!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan felt relieved and turned into a servant, lighting a cigarette and pouring tea.

A few minutes later.

The brigade commander smiled and said, "Put away my cigarette holder and folding fan. I'll get you a copy later. We'll exchange them."

Kenong was slightly embarrassed and said, "I can't change it."

The brigade commander was stunned and asked, "Why, I prepared one specially for you, isn't it enough?"

"Well, the cigarette holder and folding fan were stolen."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan almost laughed out loud. Who would dare to believe that the two big bosses were robbed?

The brigade commander said angrily: "Look, I told you I would prepare one for you later, but you insisted on suppressing my request. Now you are done for!"

Lin Zhiyuan weakly interrupted, "Uncle Chen, pay attention to your emotions. The doctor has told you to keep your emotions stable."

"Come on, come on, I'll calm down."

The brigade commander responded, then side-glanced at Lin Zhiyuan, and after a long while he said leisurely: "Zhiyuan, prepare a few more copies later, they will be very useful to me."

Kenong narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately added a sentence.

"Nephew, prepare a few for me as well."

The brigade commander curled his lips and corrected him: "Don't shout, this is my eldest nephew."

Kenong smiled brightly, "We are like brothers. My nephew is your nephew, and your nephew is my nephew."

The brigade commander immediately replied: "Come on, your nephew is my nephew, and my nephew is still my nephew."

……

The two chatted and laughed, and Lin Zhiyuan also enjoyed it.

Kenong suddenly glanced sideways, "Come on, nephew, you speak."

The brigade commander also looked over with a smile.

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned. I said, what should I say?

After pondering for a while, he came up with an idea.

"Uncle Chen, I'll prepare more and send it to you later."

The brigade commander smiled heartily, "Well, you are worthy of being my good nephew."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at Kenong as if in protest.

Kenong asked with a smile: "Nephew, what about me?"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled apologetically and said, "Uncle Li, if there is one, there will be two, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the two brigade commanders looked at each other and laughed together.

Kenong praised: "Not bad, very cunning. No wonder your Xiaoya said that you always like to bully this kid..."

"What do you mean by bullying? This is my nephew!"

……

After leaving the brigade commander's house, Lin Zhiyuan felt particularly relaxed along the way.

Drinking tea, chatting, bickering, joking...

The brigade commander and his men should enjoy this kind of life to the fullest.

Lin Zhiyuan believed that he was not the only one who thought so.

back home.

Lin Zhiyuan came to the east wing carrying a large sack.

"Second Aunt, this is something my second uncle sent me by mail."

Wu Xia took a pair of scissors from under the coffee table and stepped forward. "Wow, such a big sack."

Lin Zhiyuan reached out and took the scissors, "Second Aunt, let me do it."

"Okay, this is the first time your uncle has mailed something home."

After struggling for a long time, he finally opened it. After seeing clearly, Lin Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.