Siheyuan: Big City, Small Love

When I arrived at Sha Zhu's house in the Central Courtyard, I found Qin Huairu discussing something with Sha Zhu.

"Xiao Laizi, come in quickly, come in quickly." As soon as Sha Zhu saw He Lai, he pulled him over.

"Why don't you cook? I want to eat for free." He Lai said with a smile.

"Xiao Laizi, do you think this quota should not be given to rural people? Your sister-in-law insisted that I go talk to Director Li about it."

Sha Zhu explained hurriedly.

"Then go ahead and tell me, what? Tell me and you'll save a piece of meat."

"That's right, tell me what's going on. If you don't go, I'll go by myself."

Qin Huairu was immediately happy when she saw He Lai standing on her side.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, but you must not go." Sha Zhu became anxious when he heard this and quickly agreed.

Sha Zhu thought that Li Huaide was a big pervert. If his wife suffered any harm, he would chop him to pieces.

"Okay, Brother Zhuzi, you can start cooking now." He Lai said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go now." Sha Zhu got up and went to the kitchen.

"Xiao Laizi, you still have a solution. Thank you from your sister-in-law." Qin Huairu said with narrowed eyes.

"Hey, why are you being so polite? Remember to ask Brother Zhuzi to get some good stuff."

"Row."

He Lai talked to Qin Huairu about the issues that needed to be resolved when rural people entered the factory.

This includes letters of introduction from the production brigade and the people's commune, which must be obtained.

There are also some things like household registration transfer certificates in it.

He Lai returned to Yard 94 after having dinner at Sha Zhu's house.

I found three old men waiting for me. Needless to say, they were here for the quota.

"Three uncles, needless to say, the quota has been given to the Street Office. Director Wang said that he will definitely give one quota to our hospital. You should wait for Director Sun to make the announcement."

"Oh, I see. Okay, we got it."

When Uncle Qian heard what He Lai said, he also knew that He Lai had no more vacancies.

The street office will definitely not give the quota to them. It will definitely be given to the family in the most needy.

The three of them gave up their little thoughts and left in shame.

Yan Fugui's journey was full of twists and turns. He first went to Yi Zhonghai, and after learning that Yi Zhonghai had given one of his quotas to Director Wang, he went to Liu Haizhong.

As a result, Liu Haizhong gave one of the two places in his hand to Director Wang, and let Yan Fugui and others bid for the other one.

There is no doubt that Yan Fugui was not willing to pay more money, so the recruitment quota naturally fell into the hands of someone else.

Yan Jiecheng was angry but dared not say anything. He could only think of hiding more money when doing odd jobs.

Yan Jiefang was even more depressed. He had been unemployed since he graduated from junior high school. Now Yan Jiecheng couldn't even find a job, let alone him.

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周末

"Xiao Laizi, does Mr. Zhou live here? I've been here a few times. It's in the yard in front."

Sha Zhu was talking to He on the side.

"Well, didn't the guard go to pass on the message? We'll wait a little longer."

He Lai brought some fruits and Sha Zhu to visit Mr. Zhou.

Soon He Lai saw Mr. Zhou's guard coming over and said a few words to the guard.

The guard let He Lai and the other man in.

"Comrade He Lai, you two come with me." said the guard with a smile.

"Okay, is Mr. Zhou home?"

"Here I am."

After a while, they arrived at Mr. Zhou's courtyard.

"Xiao Laizi, you are here, come in quickly, come in quickly, who is this?"

Old Mrs. Zhou called He Lai and asked a question when she saw there was another person.

"Grandma Zhou, this is someone Grandpa Zhou knows, his name is He Yuzhu, he's a cook, come and make something delicious for you two."

"Hello, hello, come in, come in."

He Lai and Sha Zhu followed Old Lady Zhou in and saw Old Man Zhou playing chess with Old Man Xu.

"No more playing, no more playing." Old Master Zhou glanced at He Lai and the other man, then placed the chess piece in his hand on the board.

"Hey, you're such a scoundrel, aren't you? You're about to lose, and you're still trying to do this?"

Mr. Xu said unhappily.

"It's just a bottle of Xifeng wine. I'll let you taste it later. Xiao Laizi, come and sit down."

Mr. Zhou invited He Lai and the other man to sit down.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhou, hello, Grandpa Xu." He Lai greeted them, and Sha Zhu also shouted.

"Xiao Laizi, I haven't seen you for a while. Why did you think of coming to see me today?"

Old Master Xu looked at He Lai and asked with a smile.

"You were studying before, but now you're working, so you can come here when you have some free time."

He Lai explained.

"I heard that you gave Lao Zhou the fruit? I don't want more, just one portion of the same."

Old Master Xu smiled and said, it’s a good thing that I came here today and met He Lai.

"What? Just give me one of the same ones. Xiao Laizi, don't listen to him. Don't give it to him. Let's see what he can do! Still want to beat up the local tyrants!"

Mr. Zhou immediately came to He Lai’s rescue.

"Haha...Okay, Xiao Laizi, I just want to know how you made these fruits, especially the grapes. They are really good, better than those old guys. I just want to show them that you don't have to work in isolation every day. There are many talented people out there!"

Mr. Xu smiled and explained the reason why he wanted fruit.

"This, this..." He Lai didn't expect that Mr. Xu would ask this.

"If Xiao Laizi doesn't want to talk about it, then we won't talk about it."

"There's nothing I can't tell you. I secretly asked someone to plant this because I was afraid people would find out. My two grandfathers also know about it. The management is strict now. If someone finds out, it will be a bit troublesome."

He Lai had to make up an excuse.

"Just tell me the method, I won't tell anyone. Don't worry, your Grandpa Xu is very tight-lipped!"

"Okay, I can tell you the method, but you can't say it was me who told you that."

"Speak quickly."

"Um, Grandpa Zhou, can you lend me some paper and pen?"

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou gave the guard a look, and the guard immediately went to get paper and pen.

He Lai drew a sketch of the plastic greenhouse on paper and explained its purpose.

After listening to He Lai's narration, Mr. Xu secretly sighed that He Lai was indeed a talented person.

"You are a great kid. How about coming to the Ministry of Agriculture to play?"

"Get lost. If I can give you a shed, you should just be happy about it. Why are you trying to steal people away?"

Mr. Zhou cursed.

"Haha, why are you in such a hurry, Xiao Laizi, tell me, where did you get this plastic film? This greenhouse will need a lot of it."

"I gave it to you. What? You have a problem with it?"

"Give me your ass, I don't even know how many hairs you have!"

"Then tell me how much hair I have?"

"Grandfathers, stop arguing. I asked Dean Fang Qing for that plastic film when I was growing mushrooms."

He Lai said awkwardly.

"Oh, you made those mushrooms too?"

"Yes."

He Lai admitted it.

"Good boy, don't you know that your grandfather is from the Ministry of Agriculture? You found a hospital to study mushrooms instead of coming to me.

You know that our Ministry of Agriculture was punished for this, right? "

"Xiao Laizi, you know nothing. Just stay away, take your map and get out of here."

Mr. Zhou couldn't bear to see Mr. Xu interrogating He Lai.

The two old men began to compete with each other, and He Lai and Sha Zhu remained silent.

"Alright, alright, you two are no older than me, but you're still bickering in front of the younger generation. Aren't you ashamed?"

Old Mrs. Zhou came in with two cups of rock sugar and snow pear juice and stopped the quarrel.

The two of them then stopped and picked up the candied pear drink and started drinking.

"Old Zhou, I noticed that you've gotten better after being sick once. You've been arguing for so long, but nothing's wrong!"

Mr. Xu only realized now that Mr. Zhou used to be the type who never talked all the time.

"Why? I can't be better! When I was young, I could single-handedly fight a group of intellectuals like you."

Mr. Zhou held his head high and retorted.

"Okay, finish drinking first, then talk!" Old Mrs. Zhou spoke again.

The two of them finally calmed down and started drinking slowly.