Siheyuan: Big City, Small Love

He Lai asked for leave and rode towards the Nanluoguxiang Police Station. On the way, he took out the water beads wrapped in cloth.

When they arrived at the police station, the police officers there all knew He Lai because of the wild boar incident, and one of them came up to say hello.

"He Lai, why are you here today? Is that a gun on your back?"

"Um... yes, I want to apply for a gun license, but I don't know how to do it?"

"Oh, about that. Then you should go find Director Feng. All gun certifications must be approved by the director first. Director Feng's office is the last room on the left in the corridor. There is a sign."

"Okay, thank you. Here's a boiled egg." He Lai took out a boiled egg and gave it to the police officer, saving him from asking too many questions.

He went straight to the door of Director Feng's office, knocked, and went in after receiving the signal.

"Hey, little Laizi, what brings you here today? Oh, are you here to apply for a gun license?"

Director Feng saw He Lai and greeted him, then he saw the gun behind him.

"Hehe, Uncle Feng is really awesome. He knew what I was going to do right away!"

He Lai took the gun from his back and placed it on the desk.

"You walked into the police station with a rifle on your back. You are pretty impressive. If anyone had come over to tell us, it's a good thing we all know you. Otherwise, we would have to arrest you first."

Director Feng said with a smile, opened the cloth and found it was a string of water beads.

"Wow, it's a good gun, well preserved."

"Yeah, Mr. Zhou helped me get it, and asked me to get a certificate."

He Lai told another little lie. After all, Director Feng would not verify with Mr. Zhou over such a small matter. Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

"Okay, then pour yourself a glass of water and wait for me. I'll get it for you now. It will be quick."

After Director Feng finished speaking, he went out with his gun. When He saw that Director Feng had left, he took out a large front door from his cloth bag and placed it on the desk, and covered it with the file bag above.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Director Feng brought back the gun and a gun license.

It was a small gray cardboard booklet with the three characters "gun license" written vertically on it. Didn't I remember it was wrapped in green plastic? Forget it, I don't mind it, as long as it's useful.

Director Feng told He a lot of things to pay attention to, including which places you absolutely cannot enter with a gun, which things you cannot do with a gun, and not to carry a gun with you when you go out. It is best to report to the police station when you use a gun.

He Lai agreed to all of them.

He Lai thought about it and realized that what he had was not a hunting rifle but a sniper rifle, so it was normal for the limit to be higher.

"Okay, I won't keep you here any longer. I believe you can use this gun well."

Director Feng saw that all the precautions had been explained and He Lai had listened to them, so he let him go.

After He Lai left, Director Feng sat back in his office chair and looked at the table, only to find a large front door under his briefcase.

"This kid is still using this trick. Okay, now I have some good cigarettes to smoke."

Director Feng smiled, unpacked, took out a pack and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, then hid the economic cigarettes in the bag, along with the entire pack of Daqianmen, in the innermost part of the bottom drawer of his desk.

He lit one with a smile and went out to show off.

……

A few days later, He Lai brought two large bags of sweet potato seedlings to the greenhouse.

"Xiao Laizi, you are here, hurry up and unload the seedlings and plant them."

When Director Wang saw the sweet potato vines that He Lai brought, each of them was very long and had many side branches, which were very suitable for planting, he quickly ordered people to unload them.

"Xiao Laizi, you are really amazing. You got so many sweet potato seedlings in a short time. If I had known you could do it, why would I have asked the old chief for help? He scolded me instead."

"Auntie Wang, do you want me to teach you how to grow it?" He Lai didn't want to discuss this topic anymore. If he talked too much, he would easily be exposed.

"Oh, Xiao Laizi, you know this?"

"That's right, Aunt Wang. Remember this little secret of planting sweet potato seedlings. If the seedlings face south, they will grow into a basket. If they face north, they will grow into a pile. Do you know which direction to face?"

"Oh, there is such a thing? I thought you could just insert it casually!"

Director Wang suddenly realized.

"Auntie Wang, come on, I'll show you how." He Lai picked up the hoe and walked over.

He Lai quickly dug a ditch.

"Everyone remember, first sprinkle a layer of plant ash, then water, then lay the seedlings flat in the ditch, and then cover with wet soil, leaving only the seedling heads exposed, and the seedling heads must face north."

He Lai was talking as he was planting, looking very professional, like an expert, with a dozen people following him to learn from him.

"Does everyone understand?"

After He Lai planted one, he stood up, clapped his hands and asked.

"Little Lai, it seems like your talent is heading south," Director Wang reminded.

"What?" He Lai heard it and looked at the seedlings he planted. Indeed, they were facing south. This was really a bit embarrassing.

"Well, Aunt Wang, you guys can just replant it. That's the method anyway."

"Okay, everyone has seen it, let's get moving, let's try to finish planting the sweet potato seedlings before dark!"

At Director Wang's command, more than a dozen people began planting. Sweet potato seedlings were inserted into the ground one by one, and even half of the greenhouse was planted.

"Xiao Laizi, what are you planting in the other half of that greenhouse?"

"Auntie Wang, I'm going to plant some fruit seedlings. I'll bring them over to you in a few days."

He Lai has already planned to grow strawberries and watermelons. Strawberries are relatively fresh in this era and are a good choice for giving as gifts; not to mention watermelons, they are large in size and have a high yield!

"Okay, there's an old farmer here anyway. He can help watch over it. You can just give it to him when the time comes."

Seeing that there was nothing for He Lai to do here, he said goodbye and left.

When I got home, I found Sha Zhu and He Zhan were also there, chatting.

"Xiao Laizi, you're back. I'll go cook for you first."

When Sha Zhu saw He Lai coming back, he immediately went to the kitchen, apparently to make room for He Zhan.

"Dad, what do you want from me?"

He Lai knew that He Zhan must have something to ask, otherwise he would not come. He then sat next to Yu Shui and started asking.

"That little Laizi, I just chatted with Zhuzi and learned a little about the third uncle. It's my fault for giving the car to him without discussing it with you."

He Zhan was also a little embarrassed. He didn't think too much about it at the time. He was just annoyed by Yan Fugui's nagging, so he gave it to him at a low price.

"Don't mention the past, Dad. If you don't tell me, I won't remember it."

He Lai didn't expect He Zhan to come and apologize.

"Then can you go back with Dad to have dinner? Your mother hasn't been nice to me for a long time because of this matter."

He Zhan said awkwardly that if he couldn't invite his son back today, he would probably have to sleep in the security department again.

"Well, okay, but Dad, you have to stay away from Uncle Three in the future. We are all a little annoyed with this guy. You sold the car to him, and I don't even want to go to the next door anymore. I feel so uncomfortable when I see that car."

He said what he thought.

"Dad knows now. I wanted to buy it back from him, but he didn't want to. I had no choice but to give it to him."

He Zhan didn't expect that this gentle and polite teacher was so unpopular with his son and his group.

"Dad, just watch. If this guy has a bicycle, he will probably skip school every day to go fishing."

He Lai had experience in the future and knew Yan Fugui very well. He was a man who could even bring back a little red paper from school.

"No way, he dares to skip class?"

"Why not? Aren't teachers usually grading homework in the afternoon? He will definitely ride his bike out to fish when he doesn't have classes.

His wise saying is: "If you have enough food and clothing, you will be poor, but if you fail to plan, you will be poor."

He Zhan was stunned after hearing this. There was such a person in this compound.

"That's right, Uncle He. I heard from others that their family eats pickles by the root."

Rain added.

"From now on, we will eat meat by the piece!" He Lai added.

"Then I'll eat ten pieces today!"

"Then I'll eat eleven pieces!"

"No, come on, you can only eat ten pieces, otherwise it won't be equal."

He Zhan looked at the two people making a fuss in silence, knowing that they were implying something about Yan Fugui. Oh, it was carelessness.