Siheyuan: Since 51

Soon, Mrs. Chen opened the gate.

Lin Zhiyuan was in a good mood and greeted her with a smile, "Auntie."

Mrs. Chen showed sympathy and wanted to tell the truth, but she held back, "Come in quickly, Lao Chen and Kenong have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wow, it could be my Uncle Chen. He even guessed why I would come here today. He's amazing."

After Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, he couldn't help but wonder what was that look in his aunt's eyes. He lowered his head to look at her and found that her clothes were clean and there was nothing wrong with them.

"Aunt, what's wrong with me?"

"No no."

Mrs. Chen waved her hand and said with concern, "It's only been less than half a month, and you seem to have lost weight."

"That's impossible. I've been enjoying everything I've eaten lately."

Feeling cared for, Lin Zhiyuan felt happier and pushed his bicycle into the yard.

Just as he propped up the bicycle, little Chen Jin came running over and called out crisply, "Brother Zhiyuan."

"Hey, you're so good."

In response, Lin Zhiyuan bent down and picked up the little girl. He reached into his pocket with his left hand and took out a piece of candy from the space. "Here, sweeten your mouth."

"Okay, Brother Zhiyuan, you are so nice."

Little Chen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking extremely happy.

At the same time, little Chen Jian also rushed out from the living room, "Brother Zhiyuan, is there anything for me?"

"Yes." Lin Zhiyuan repeated himself and took out another piece. "Here, have you been studying hard recently?"

"of course."

As soon as Xiao Chenjian finished speaking, the brigade commander's voice came, "Second brother, go back and do your homework."

"Okay!" Holding the candy, little Chen Jian turned around and ran to the living room.

Lin Zhiyuan held little Chen Jin in his arms, took the cloth bag off the handlebars, and walked towards the tree carrying it.

The two brigade commanders couldn't help but look at each other, but unfortunately, Lin Zhiyuan didn't see it.

Instead, he laughed and joked, "Uncle Chen, Uncle Li, you two are in a good mood."

The brigade commander ignored Lin Zhiyuan and said gently to little Chen Jin, "Girl, go find mom first. Dad and brother Zhiyuan have something important to do."

"Okay!"

After Xiao Chen Jin left, Lin Zhiyuan shook the cloth bag and raised his eyebrows and said, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

The brigade commander leaned forward, the rocking chair swayed, and he stood up and snatched it away, "Here you go, you're still showing off to me."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, sat down next to him, picked up the cigarette on the table and lit one for himself.

Kenong looked up, his eyes fell on the brigade commander, without saying a word and without blinking.

The brigade commander reached out and took out a folding fan from his cloth bag.

I opened it quickly and saw: selfless.

It was caught in the armpit.

He picked up another one and took a look: both wise and brave.

Continue to hold it in your armpits.

……

He repeated this several times, and after looking at the folding fan and cigarette holder, he threw them back into the cloth bag.

Lying down in the rocking chair, the brigade commander curled his lips, slightly dissatisfied, "Only six servings?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan's eyebrows twitched and he immediately cried poor.

"Oh, my good Uncle Chen, the folding fan and the silver material cost money, I am so poor that I can barely sell my pants."

The brigade commander glanced at him and blurted out, "Stop talking nonsense. Your novel is selling so well, are you still short of money?"

"I didn't take a penny of the royalties. I donated it all."

As he spoke, Lin Zhiyuan gestured with his right hand in a serious manner.

"I got paid for five songs, which is only five hundred yuan. Isn't this all a gift to you?"

As soon as the voice fell, Kenong couldn't help being moved, frowned and said, "Old Chen, you did this..."

The brigade commander raised his hand and signaled, "Ke Nong, wait a moment."

After careful questioning, the brigade commander felt a little guilty.

My dear nephew, I used to think this kid was rich, but now I see that I can’t... No, I should bully him less in the future.

Having made up his mind, he bent to the right, picked up a plate from the ground and threw it at Lin Zhiyuan.

"Take it. Your Uncle Li gave it to you."

Seeing this, Kenong immediately followed and pointed.

"Old Chen, you...how could you do this? You took my dishes too?"

Lin Zhiyuan subconsciously caught it and looked down. It didn’t look like aluminum, nor did it look like iron. Oh my god, could it be silver?

The brigade commander raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's just as you think. This is pure silver, a full pound and six ounces. I'll buy it from you..."

At this point, he stopped talking and said, "It's enough for you to make dozens of cigarette holders."

"Uncle Li, you really have..."

Lin Zhiyuan said this while raising a thumbs up, and suddenly he reacted.

One pound and six ounces, would you like to buy from me?

No, what did Uncle Li say just now? How was this done?

I remembered the expression of Second Aunt who was hesitant to speak...

Lin Zhiyuan immediately drooped his face and said depressedly: "Uncles, is it fun?"

Seeing that he was seen through, the brigade commander laughed heartily, "It's fun."

Seeing this, Kenong stopped pretending.

"Old Chen, you told me not to reveal the truth, but you yourself are talking nonsense, right?"

"How dare you say that? Your words 'how this was done' are the problem."

……

Seeing the two arguing again, Lin Zhiyuan felt bitter.

Destroy it, I'm tired, hurry up...

Forget it, I’ll just smoke a cigarette to calm down!

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the cigarette box, took out a cigarette, and was about to reach for a match when he remembered the lighter in his pocket and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Okay, okay, it’s fun, right? Get out of the way, I want to show off!

He held a cigarette in his left hand and reached into his pocket with his right hand to take out a lighter.

Pinch the upper edge of the lighter with your index and middle fingers, press your thumb against the bottom, and push it in with force.

"bass!"

There was a crisp sound.

The two brigade commanders were attracted and looked over at the same time.

Lin Zhiyuan slid his thumb, a flame appeared, and the cigarette was lit. With another "swoosh", the lid closed and he stuffed it back into his pocket.

The whole set of movements was done in one go, and it actually looked a bit cool and handsome.

Ouch, is this kid showing off in front of me?

The brigade commander raised his eyebrows slightly and held out his hand, saying, "Give me the lighter."

Kenong was not to be outdone and also stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

……

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "Uncles, this... makes me very embarrassed!"

The brigade commander and Kenong looked at each other and stood up together.

"Boy, are you playing tricks on me?"

"Two peaches to kill three warriors? We'll play with the rest."

Surrounded from both sides, Lin Zhiyuan did not dare to resist and immediately raised his hands in surrender.

The brigade commander took advantage of the geographical location, raised his hand, quickly and accurately reached into Lin Zhiyuan's pocket, grabbed the lighter, retreated, and it was done.

He looked down and saw his own portrait. He turned it over and saw his own name. He immediately burst out laughing.

"Ke Nong, don't worry about it. Look, not only is there a name, but there is also a photo."

As he said this, he shook towards Kenong.

"you!"

Kenong was speechless for a moment, then looked at Lin Zhiyuan, "Nephew, come and take a good look at your Uncle Li."

"bass!"

"bass!"

……

The sound never stopped until Lin Zhiyuan left.

How good your mood is when you leave is how bad your mood will be when you return.

Along the way, Lin Zhiyuan felt so aggrieved!

Dong Xiuqi is a shitty old fox. These two are just so hard to guard against. It’s all tears if I say too much!

So depressing, this is a woman's torn panties, and it's not installed properly.

The days passed, but it didn't rain.

The scorching heat is hard to bear, and Dong Xiuqi has it even harder.

More than two weeks later, on July 7, the steel rolling mill ushered in major changes.