Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Yan Bugui, who was already in a bad mood, just ate a few bites in a hurry.

He was still worried about the work problem of his eldest son Yan Yancheng, and he didn't know whether Yi Zhonghai could solve it.

Of course, he couldn't tell his wife about this to avoid worrying her.

The six members of the Yan family gathered together to eat this meal. They were all very well-behaved, and each took his or her own portion.

The eldest brother Yan Jiecheng really couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere. He also graduated from high school, and his father had been running around for him to solve his work problems.

But after so many years, he has gotten used to it. Now seeing his father worrying about his work again, he couldn't help but talk about it.

"Dad, you see I've been here for so many years. It doesn't matter if I have a job or not. At worst I can find some odd jobs in the future."

He really didn't want his father to worry about his work anymore.

The third uncle Yan Bugui glared fiercely at his eldest son Yan Jiecheng who was not in line with the rules.

His son may not care whether he has a formal job or not, but as a father, he must consider it carefully for his son. This is also his responsibility as a father.

Now his son has a hard time finding a partner because he doesn't have a formal job, and he is worried about this matter.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Lao Yi and Lao Liu from our compound are now deputy section chiefs of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. I'll bring some gifts to see if they can arrange for you to work there."

"If you really can't do it, start as an apprentice. After working for two or three years, you can become a worker."

Seeing that his father still had such a tough attitude, Yan Jiecheng, who had been afraid of his father since childhood, curled his lips but did not argue.

Although he envied the opportunity to become a great worker in the Red Star Steel Mill, he also knew that if he really had the opportunity, his family would definitely pay a huge price for him.

But Yan Jiecheng also knew that he had no status in his family and his parents would not pay any attention to what he said.

So I could only bury my head in the bowl, and for the other three hours I consciously covered my ears and ate slowly.

Yan Bugui and the third aunt looked at each other, and there was deep helplessness in their eyes.

After dinner, Yan Bugui and the third aunt were discussing something in the room.

"Dad, do you really need to bring so many things? I think it's a bit too much."

I watched my wife take out an iron box from a cabinet that had not been touched for many years.

Inside was wrapped in a handkerchief, each piece a symbol of solidarity.

"What do you know, woman? You have to give benefits to people when you ask them to do things. Even if you buy a work quota, you can get at least 300 to 500 yuan, not to mention that there is no demand for it."

The third uncle Yan Bugui counted the banknotes in his hand and counted out a total of 50. He was about to wrap them up with a handkerchief, but after thinking for a while, he took out 10 of them, folded them, put them in the pocket in front of him, and buttoned up his shirt.

"Okay, okay, you're right, okay? As long as this thing can be done, the money doesn't matter."

Thinking of her eldest son Yan Jiecheng, the third aunt sighed helplessly.

This money is originally intended for my children to get married in the future, so it doesn’t matter if I use it in advance. It’s for them anyway.

This time, the third uncle Yan Bugui didn't say anything. Instead, he sat on the couch and sighed heavily.

"If Lao Yi and Lao Liu really become deputy section chiefs, our compound will have to act according to the moods of Lao Yi and Lao Liu in the future."

Yan Bugui has worked with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong for so many years, so how could he not know what kind of personalities they have.

It can be said that as long as Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong stick out their butts, Yan Bugui knows what they are talking about.

"Dad, do you think that Uncle One and Uncle Two will cause trouble for the Ye family in the front yard if they think they are deputy section chiefs of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill?"

"When the first and second uncles came back tonight, they stared at the direction of the Ye family in the front yard. You may not have noticed it at the time, but I saw it clearly. I was afraid that the first and second uncles would go directly to the Ye family."

Seeing that her husband was a little worried, the third aunt was also a person who had seen a lot of ups and downs, so she immediately told her husband what happened tonight.

The third uncle Yan Bugui frowned. Even if he didn't tell his wife about this kind of thing, it would definitely happen.

Especially Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, they have suffered so much at the hands of the Ye family, and they are not the kind of people who would just sit there and do nothing.

"Okay, if Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong really secure the position of deputy section chief of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, our family will not help either of them and just live our own lives."

The third uncle Yan Bugui thought about it and decided not to help either side. After all, he still had some resentment in his heart. What Ye Wenwu said in the morning was too absolute.

He is not involved in either of them now, which can be said to be giving enough face to the Ye family. The main reason is that he, Yan Bugui, feels that Ye Wenwu of the Ye family is a little weird.

. . . . . .

At the entrance of Yi Zhonghai in the central courtyard of Hongxing Siheyuan.

The third uncle Yan Bugui originally wanted to run directly to Liu Haizhong's house in the backyard.

After all, Liu Haizhong is easier to fool. As long as you give him enough money, enough face, and brag a little, he will definitely help you find a job for your son.

But Yan Bugui was still a little worried. He was afraid that Liu Haizhong was not capable enough. Although he became the deputy section chief of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, he was afraid that he would not have much power.

Finally, he stomped his feet and walked to the door of Uncle Yi Zhonghai's house, and stopped with a nervous heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

When Uncle Yi Zhonghai returned to his home, he was still very happy.

He is so old now, and he should retire in another ten years. Unexpectedly, he became the deputy section chief of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Although he is only a deputy section chief, the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is a large factory with tens of thousands of employees, so he should have the rights he deserves.

There is another point that Yi Zhonghai has always been feeling uneasy about.

Although he was an eighth-level blacksmith at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, he was respected by most of the workers.

But there is one department, the technical department, where most of the people are engineers and technicians.

Every time Yi Zhonghai met these people, he always felt inferior to them. After all, these people really didn't give him face.

Now, I am the deputy section chief of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Although it is just a new department, I can hold my head high, chest out, stand in front of them and scold them.

So tonight he asked his wife, Auntie, to cook a few more dishes, and he found a bottle of aged wine from the cupboard and drank it slowly, cup by cup, humming a little tune.

When the aunt saw her husband so happy today, she was also genuinely happy in her heart.

The main reason why the couple had not had any children for so many years was that she was infertile.

His wife Yi Zhonghai did not despise him and even claimed to the public that she was infertile.

But this matter has always been a knot in their hearts. Every time they eat, they see that the house is empty with only the two of them. No matter how good their mood is, it will become depressed at this time.

That's why her husband Yi Zhonghai was so happy tonight, which is a scene that an old lady rarely sees.

"Zhong Hai, should we bring that plan forward a bit?"

Before No. 1 Middle School became the deputy section chief of Hongxingda Plaza, they had already planned to target Sha Zhu as their pension target.

After all, Sha Zhu was raised by them, and he survived because of the support from the couple.

After that, she found a job for him and took care of their two younger sisters.

So Yi Zhonghai discussed with the aunt whether to consider Sha Zhu as a person for old-age care, and then let Sha Zhu recognize them as his godfather and godmother.

Tomorrow is Sunday, so it's a good opportunity to tell this story and call the deaf old lady in the backyard to be a witness.

"There's no rush for this matter. Let's see what happens first."

At this time, Yi Zhonghai was still feeling a little dizzy.

If he was still just the manager of the compound, Yi Zhonghai might still follow the plan and take Wei Xiao as his godson tomorrow.

But this sudden appointment brought him a second spring.

He felt that he could still fight for a few more years, and he knew deep down that he was infertile, but he did have a child outside.

Even if not for yourself, you have to make plans for your child's future life.

If I adopt Shazhu as my godson, wouldn't that mean Shazhu would get my official position for free?

So Yi Zhonghai thought about it and decided to wait and see what happens.

After all, he also knew that Sha Zhu was an impulsive and stubborn person. As the saying goes, he spoke without thinking and was straightforward.

"But..."

The old lady opened her mouth. She didn't expect that her husband would still consider it.

They had clearly discussed this last night, and today they were just bringing up old matters again.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I will have my own plan when the time comes."

Perhaps fearing that his wife would secretly accept Sha Zhu as her godson, Yi Zhonghai still gave her some advice.

Seeing that her husband was so sure, the aunt swallowed the words in her heart.

Although she didn't know what her husband was thinking, she knew that he was a man with his own ideas.