Siheyuan: Since 51

"No one is suitable!"

Lin Zhiyuan took the cigarette, took out a match, lit it, and took a puff.

"Whose son is he, who should discipline him! This isn't a year or two, no one owes you anything, why are you asking for trouble? Besides, even if someone agrees, can you rest assured? Are you really a moral role model, willing to sacrifice yourself?"

He Daqing couldn't help but frown and sighed, "Isn't there anything I can do?"

Lin Zhiyuan sneered, "Based on what you just said, you have a hardship? What hardship? A woman can't get up from bed?"

"Zhiyuan, you..."

He Daqing had a hunch that Lin Zhiyuan would guess it, so he waved his hand without any hesitation.

"It certainly won't be just because of this!"

"Why? The Qing dynasty has fallen, the devils have fled, and the people have long since risen up and taken charge. Who would dare to embarrass you?"

"I……"

He Daqing pondered for a moment, sighed heavily, and said in a low voice: "I used to cook for the devils!"

Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips, "That's all? You have to believe in the Party, the government, and the country. No one will hold you accountable under the circumstances!"

"No way? I heard that they were going to be labeled as traitors and dragged out for criticism."

Lin Zhiyuan said disdainfully: "To put it bluntly, who do you think you are? I'm criticizing you. You're really not worthy enough!"

After that, Lin Zhiyuan asked curiously: "Who told you this? How could you spread such unfounded rumors? Isn't this a discredit to the country?"

"That's what Lao Yi said!" He Daqing pondered for a few seconds, "That shouldn't be the case. There's no reason for Lao Yi to lie to me!"

Lin Zhiyuan immediately became interested and waved, "Come here, let me stroke it for you.

After Yi Zhonghai told you this, you ran away in fear.

Before leaving, he entrusted Sha Zhu and his sister to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai just got a thug and a cook for nothing.

If we let Sha Zhu help the Jia family in the future, won't his apprentice be able to take off?"

At this point, Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands indifferently, "As for what will happen to Sha Zhu's brother and sister, what does it have to do with Yi Zhonghai? If someone asks, just say that he can't do anything about it, Sha Zhu just doesn't listen!"

He Daqing's eyes almost popped out.

"No way..."

Lin Zhiyuan was speechless. "Yes, yes, you are right! No, it is definitely impossible! Yi Zhonghai is a moral role model, willing to devote himself to your He family until his death!"

Having said so much, Lin Zhiyuan didn’t want to continue.

It was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, just to dig a hole and bury some dirt for Yi Zhonghai.

Who knew that He Daqing would be so stubborn.

Forget it, let him do whatever he wants, he is not your son anyway.

I took a deep puff of the cigarette. It’s not good to have no mouthpiece. Not only is it strong, but it can also easily burn your hands.

Putting out the cigarette, Lin Zhiyuan turned and said, "Uncle He, you can figure it out slowly. It just so happens that I have something to ask you."

He Da had been scolded by Lin Zhiyuan early in the morning, and was completely distracted.

Coming back to his senses, he laughed dryly and said, "Okay, I'll think about it later. What's the matter?"

"Whose yard is this? I see there are quite a few empty ones, so I want to buy two more. You see, I'm getting married soon, and my brother is getting older, so I have to prepare in advance."

He Daqing looked at Lin Zhiyuan, feeling a mixture of emotion for a moment.

Lao Lin’s wife died a long time ago, and so did I!

Lao Lin's son is a reasonable and measured person.

My stupid son is incompetent at anything and is always the trouble maker.

Damn it, why isn’t Lin Zhiyuan my son?

After a long while, He Daqing sighed, "The houses all belong to the deaf old lady in the backyard."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sick? We're just having a good chat, why are you sighing like that?"

"Well, I guess so!"

He Daqing shook his head slightly, "Zhiyuan, it's not as simple as you think. If you want to buy a house, I think it will be difficult. The deaf old lady will not sell it!"

Lin Zhiyuan was puzzled and immediately asked, "Why?"

"It's great to collect rent. Selling a house is a one-time deal, but collecting rent is a long-term income!"

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned. He had never thought about this aspect.

According to the current situation, it is better to collect rent!

But Lin Zhiyuan really needs a house.

As for moving out, Lin Zhiyuan had never considered it at all.

The slum has its advantages. Everyone in the slum knows each other well, so if anything happens, there will be someone to take care of you.

Having a private house and courtyard also has its disadvantages. If something really happens, no one will help you, and you will have nowhere to cry.

As for changing to a larger slum, isn't that like taking off your pants to fart?

Who can guarantee that the next slum will be free of intrigues and corruption?

Next, when they drank again, both of them felt uncomfortable.

He Daqing was confused and couldn't tell who was the real person and who was the monster.

Lin Zhiyuan's mind was filled with houses, and he couldn't figure out for a while how to get a few from the deaf old lady.

"Uncle He!"

"Zhiyuan!"

The two said in unison.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Uncle He, it's getting late. I have to go back and rest. I've been running all day and I'm starting to feel groggy!"

"Okay, I'm a little drunk too, so let's make an appointment next time!"

"okay!"

Sitting at the round table, Lin Zhihui explained patiently and in a gentle tone, while Lin Manyu bit the tip of her pen and frowned.

When he returned home and opened the door, Lin Zhiyuan saw this scene.

He felt relieved and walked forward and rubbed Lin Manyu's hair.

"Knowing that studying is a good thing, don't stay up too late. Only when you are well rested can you improve your learning efficiency."

"Brother, my hair is all messed up!" Lin Manyu tilted her head, "It will be done soon, brother, finish explaining this problem to me and then go to bed!"

"Isn't it just messing up my hair? Don't I have to comb it tomorrow when I go to bed?" Lin Zhiyuan laughed, "Okay, I'm going to rest first!"

Walking into the inner room, Lin Zhiyuan was lying on the kang, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep.

Close your eyes and think of the house.

From national policies to the personalities of the people in the hospital, Lin Zhiyuan thought about everything for a long time and finally came up with a good idea, all thanks to He Daqing.

With a curve of his lips, Lin Zhiyuan turned sideways and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, early morning.

Lin Zhiyuan felt someone was pushing him constantly, and a voice came to his ears.

"Brother, get up quickly, you have to go to work today!"

I was thinking about something last night and I don’t know what time I went to bed. When Lin Zhiyuan opened his eyes, he was still a little confused.

He sat up, calmed himself down, waved his hand and said, "Okay, take Xiaoyu to school and take good care of her!"

"Okay, I got it!"

After saying that, Lin Zhihui led Lin Manyu out the door.

Seeing that the door was closed, Lin Zhiyuan flashed into the space, washed up, changed into work clothes, and then went out and headed straight for the steel mill.

The steel rolling mill now has only about 3,000 employees, and it is not the large factory with tens of thousands of employees that it will be in the future.

Along the way, there were quite a few people wearing the same clothes.

I also met a lot of acquaintances, and we chatted and laughed, and leisurely arrived at the gate of the steel mill.

As a result, Lin Zhiyuan, who was about to enter the factory, was stopped by security guard Zhang Yong.

"Zhiyuan, there's a letter for you!"