Siheyuan: Since 51

Li Huaide sneered and curled his lips.

"Some employees are just daydreaming. I never planned to distribute housing for free. If you want to buy, you pay. If you want to rent, you pay. At most, I will make an exception and deduct the money from your salary every month."

"Yeah, that's good."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded in agreement and said, "Brother Li, I heard that you have formed a construction team and are repairing the dilapidated houses?"

"Yup!"

Li Huaide's heart moved, he raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Do you need anything?"

"To be honest, our hospital has a small cross-courtyard, and I have some ideas."

This was the first time that the younger brother spoke about personal matters, and Li Huaide immediately became alert, "What's going on in the small courtyard?"

"It's not too big or too small, with three main rooms, two side rooms on the west side, and a wooden shed on the east side. It's a mess now, totally uninhabitable. I thought of taking it down in the name of my cousin and brother-in-law."

"That's it?"

Li Huaide was stunned and felt a little amused.

"It's not a big courtyard, it's just a small courtyard, and you use two people's names, there must be no problem! Don't worry about it, I will arrange for the repairs later."

"Okay, I won't say thank you anymore. I'll think of a way to find you two bottles of tiger bone wine later."

Hearing this, Li Huaide's eyes lit up, "That's settled, my...my father-in-law is waiting!"

"no problem."

After hearing Luo's worries, Lin Zhiyuan felt particularly happy.

After returning to the office, I worked hard on my homework again and my efficiency has improved significantly.

I've been holding it in for a few days, but I still have no clue.

In just one afternoon, I managed to finish an article of more than a thousand words.

After reading it through several times and analyzing it sentence by sentence, and making sure that there was no ambiguity and that the ideas were correct, Lin Zhiyuan happily put it away.

after get off work.

Lin Zhiyuan came to the factory gate with the Propaganda Department's erhu.

After meeting up with the other people in the courtyard, they walked back leisurely together.

The erhu in Lin Zhiyuan's hand caught Sha Zhu's attention, and he would secretly glance at it every once in a while.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhiyuan, what are you doing with the erhu?"

Lin Zhiyuan said unhappily: "Do you even need to ask? Of course it's pull!"

Hearing this, Sha Zhu's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "You can also play the erhu?"

Others also cast doubtful glances.

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, full of confidence.

"Why, you don't believe it? I'll show you my skills when we get back later."

Sha Zhu was half-believing and half-doubting, with a hint of anticipation.

Everyone returned to the courtyard and stopped in the front yard.

"Come on, Zhiyuan, play a song for us."

"Yeah, I didn't expect there are artists in our hospital!"

……

Everyone talked at once and urged him on.

Qin Huairu and others who were chatting at the gate of Yan's house opposite were also attracted.

Lin Manyu was busy in the kitchen. When she heard the noise, she walked out curiously.

The entrance to the east wing was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside.

Lin Zhiyuan was not in a hurry. He moved a stool, sat steadily on the steps, and tuned the erhu leisurely.

Lin Manyu couldn't help but frown. "Brother can play the erhu? Why don't I know that?"

“Cough cough cough!

Lin Zhiyuan coughed a few times, then raised his eyebrows confidently and announced loudly: "Next, let's sing "Singing the Motherland" for everyone!"

As Lin Zhiyuan moved, the erhu made a "squeaking" sound.

The sound was unbearable to watch, as harsh as sawing wood.

Sha Zhu opened his mouth wide in shock, and it took him a few seconds to come back to his senses.

"Fuck! Brother Zhiyuan, please stop now, my ears can't take it anymore!"

Jia Dongxu also teased, "Zhiyuan, your level is really not good enough, it's even worse than the cotton-picking old man from the alley next door."

Yan Bugui twitched his lips and said jokingly, "Nonsense, Zhiyuan playing the erhu and Lao Sun playing cotton are obviously equally good."

Xu Damao chuckled, "Brother Zhiyuan, although I admire you very much, but, your erhu playing is...how should I put it?"

Lin Zhihao, who was standing by, added: "It sounds like an old ox."

Others echoed and laughter broke out one after another.

Lin Zhiyuan made a casual sound, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Hey, guys, it's almost done. I haven't played for a long time, so I'm a little rusty."

"Come on!" Liu Haizhong couldn't help but blurt out, "No, I have to go back to the backyard quickly, otherwise I will become deaf!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, others followed suit, pretending to be exaggerated, covering their ears and shouting as they left.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the hospital left.

Only Yan Bugui was left standing there alone.

With a tangled look on his face, he stared at Lin Zhiyuan for a long time and said hesitantly: "Zhiyuan, you are not going to practice this every day, are you?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, Mr. Yan, let me tell you. This is my plan."

Damn it!

It’s so damn nice to live in the front yard!

The corners of Yan Bugui's mouth twitched and his face was full of black lines.

During dinner, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't avoid being criticized.

Lin Manyu bit her lip and sighed softly, "Brother, the erhu doesn't suit you."

Lin Zhihao nodded vigorously, "Sister Xiaoyu is right, it doesn't match."

Qin Huairu snorted, "Stop joking."

After that, he turned to Lin Zhiyuan and said lovingly: "Brother Zhiyuan, I believe in you. As long as you practice more, you will definitely be able to play the erhu well."

Lin Zhiyuan winked and said, "You are the best!"

However, just as she finished speaking, Qin Huairu immediately added, "But don't practice at home in the future, go to the next courtyard!"

"Hahaha!"

Speaking of cross-campus operations, Lin Zhiyuan thought of his own plans.

After finishing their meal and cleaning up, Lin Zhihui and the other two went to study.

Lin Zhiyuan called Qin Huaiwu and Wang Aimin and held a meeting with Qin Huairu.

Lin Zhiyuan said to them seriously, "Ai Min, Xiao Wu, the two of you should discuss and choose one of the east and west side rooms in the front yard."

Wang Aimin frowned, "Brother Zhiyuan, didn't the factory say they would allocate housing to us?"

Lin Zhiyuan patiently explained: "The factory will allocate housing, but you have to pay for it. And according to the regulations, each of you can only get two rooms at most."

Qin Huaiwu said anxiously: "Brother-in-law, then we can't take advantage of you so much!"

"listen to me."

Lin Zhiyuan held out his hand to stop them. "I have already discussed this with Director Li from the Logistics Department. I have taken over the small courtyard next door in your name. This way, it is equivalent to me exchanging six rooms for five of yours."

Wang Aimin couldn't help but ask again: "Brother Zhiyuan, how can people live in that broken courtyard?"

Qin Huaiwu also followed up, "Yes, brother-in-law, you should go and talk to Director Li again. If it doesn't work, we can move to another courtyard. We only need two rooms each! What do we need that broken courtyard for?"

"Okay, I have my own idea. You will each have three rooms, so that you will have plenty of space when you have children in the future."

Hearing this, Qin Huaiwu did not refuse any more, "Brother-in-law, since you said so, then it's fine!"

Seeing this, Wang Aimin also nodded.

"Each of you will get one set. You can discuss it among yourselves. I won't interfere. But remember one thing: the house matter must be kept secret until the factory gives notice."

After the two left, Lin Zhiyuan turned to Qin Huairu and said with a smile: "Huairu, I also want to discuss something with you."