Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Back to Yi's house

Yi Ping'an thought about what his father had just said at the Jia family, and felt a little confused. It was obviously his father who wanted to go, but he said it was him.

"Dad, it was obviously you who wanted to go to the Jia family." Yi Ping'an didn't say the rest, but he knew his father understood.

Yi Zhonghai sighed. His son was good in every way except that he seemed a little out of touch with the world. So he whispered, "Ping An, you are the only one in our family. You don't have any brothers to help you. To put it bluntly, you don't even have a helper in a fight. Don't say you are a martial artist, but you can beat a master with random punches.

As the saying goes, it takes three helpers to be a hero. No matter how powerful you are, you still need someone to help you. Even though the people living in the yard are all ordinary people, you should remember that everyone has his own way of doing things.

Everyone has their own strengths. If used well, they can be helpful and can save lives at critical moments. In recent years, you have had more contact with Zhuzi in the hospital. Although you get along well with others, it is different with Zhuzi.

Dad just wants to tell you that your status and position are different now. The higher your status, the more you need someone to help you, because you never know who will plot against you, so you must always be on guard against others!

Dad helps Dongxu, takes care of Zhuzi, and will help all the young people in the courtyard. If anyone wants to harm you, even if these people can't stand up for you, at least they won't add insult to injury, and they can even tip you off.

Don't underestimate these little people, they can be very helpful at critical moments. You should know that when everyone is combined, it becomes a big network. You can get the information you want to know from every corner, and all we give is a little care and food, so it's worth it.

Powerful friends can help you advance in your career, friends who treat you as equals can make you live comfortably, and only friends who look up to you will work hard for you.

In life, you cannot escape from any class. It is like building a house. No one can see the foundation underneath, but often bad things and successes are caused by the foundation underneath. It depends on how solid you make it.

You are a little arrogant. Although you didn't say it, Dad can see that you don't want to contact the people in the courtyard. You think they have nothing to do with you. But sometimes you still have to make friends with them. You don't have to make too much effort. A little favor is enough. If you don't separate yourself from the masses, you will know who is a human and who is a ghost among the masses."

Yi Ping'an only understood at this moment the significance of his father's actions. In terms of human relations and worldly wisdom, he was really far behind. He had never thought about these things, but he understood the principle that a thousand-mile dam can be breached by an ant hole. Just like his current achievements, when someone was protecting him, no one dared to say anything, but who knew if there would be an accident?

If you don't think about the future, you will have immediate worries, so he has to change his way of thinking. Just like his father said, there is no need to waste any effort, small favors will be enough, but maybe there will be unexpected results.

This is not the future, there is no Internet and communications are underdeveloped. If one day he really fails, perhaps someone of the people he has helped over the years will tip him off. He will have time to arrange his retreat. Even if he only encounters one, it will be worth it.

Even the most powerful people have to have friends from all walks of life. Although his father doesn't understand the principles of the world, he is very good at dealing with people. The underworld is not about fighting and killing, but about dealing with people.

Yi Zhonghai watched his son fall into deep thought and nodded with satisfaction. He believed that his son could figure it out. His son was smart, but no one taught him. He could not teach him knowledge, but he could teach him the ways of the world. With him around, he could help his son take care of everything. If one day he was gone, his son would be able to handle it on his own.

Yi Pingan figured this out, so he looked up at his father, smiled and gave him a thumbs up: Great, my father! It's a waste of your talent to be an uncle!

Yi Zhonghai smiled and raised his eyebrows, his face full of pride.

Yi Ping'an felt that if he was not Yi Zhonghai's biological son, he would probably have been plotted to death by him, unless he was physically suppressed. Otherwise, given his mentality, it would be an understatement to say that he had eight hundred of them.

After the weekend, the father and son went to work together again. Yi Ping'an went there mainly to get his salary and the tickets he had earned over the past year. The New Year was coming soon, so he didn't want to go to work anymore and just take it easy for a few days.

I went to the factory and said hello to several leaders there. I found that the leadership had changed again, but the change was not significant. Deputy Director Nie resigned from his position due to health reasons and only served as the secretary of the Machinery Branch 1.

Li Huaide is the deputy factory director, in charge of logistics. The director of logistics is the newly appointed Director Wu, who should be Li Huaide's confidant.

Qin Baoguo was transferred together with Sun Dapao because of his contribution to artificial rainfall. Qin Baoguo was transferred to the public security system and promoted to deputy director of the Xicheng Branch, while Sun Dapao was accepted by the Meteorological Bureau.

The current director of the Security Department is the former team leader Zhang Hongjun, who used to live in the Jia family’s house in the Central Courtyard. After Yi Ping’an returned from his secret mission, he had already moved out and Yi Ping’an had never seen him since.

Yi Ping'an has received his salary and tickets for more than a year. Yi Ping'an is now a level 178 engineer with a salary of 15 yuan. The administrative level of the main factory is 17, and the administrative levels of the two branches are both 100. The administrative subsidy is a total of yuan. Tickets are issued according to the department level, and there are some special supplies.

After receiving his salary and tickets, Yi Ping'an went to the post office again. The package had arrived. Yi Ping'an received the package and replaced the contents on the way. They were all frozen meat and bacon, including wild boar meat, venison, roe deer, and two flying dragons.

He went all the way back home and put the bacon in the cellar and the frozen meat in the side room. Only after finishing all this did Yi Ping'an return to the study. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well read more books.

When it was time to get off work in the evening, it was already dark. Yi Ping'an stretched and then left the cross courtyard. As soon as he arrived at the middle courtyard, he met a man who was covered tightly. He entered the courtyard and went straight to Sha Zhu's house in the main house.

Yi Ping'an was still a little confused. Who is this?

Yi Ping'an waited for a while, and then he heard Sha Zhu's surprised but deliberately low voice shouting, "Dad? Why are you back?"

Oh, it's He Daqing, no, why is he back? What is he doing here?

Yi Ping'an didn't care, so he shook his head and went to the east wing. When he entered the room, he saw his father Yi Zhonghai sitting at the table drinking water.

"Dad, I just saw a man go to Brother Zhuzi's house and heard Brother Zhuzi calling him dad." Yi Ping'an whispered to Yi Zhonghai what he had just seen.

"He Daqing? He's back?" Yi Zhonghai was obviously surprised. Yi Ping'an looked at his father carefully and found that although his father was surprised, he did not feel guilty. Yi Ping'an was relieved, as long as He Daqing's departure had nothing to do with his father.

"Just come back. I'm going to have my grandson soon. It's normal for me to come back and visit." Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and drank water again.

"Dad, do you know why my uncle He left?" Yi Ping'an felt that his father must know something, so he asked directly.

"Why are you asking this?" Yi Zhonghai looked up at his son.

"Curious." Yi Ping'an said concisely.

"Why are you so curious, kid?" Yi Zhonghai was a little helpless.

"Tell me?"

"How do you know that I know that?" Yi Zhonghai asked his son.

"Dad, is there anything going on in this courtyard that you don't know?" Yi Ping'an didn't believe that his father didn't know.

"Look~ Who did it?" Yi Zhonghai said as he raised his chin towards the backyard.

"Old lady?" Yi Ping'an asked.

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

"Dad, why did Uncle He leave? Is there something wrong with his background?" Yi Ping'an asked again. He was not satisfied with his father's attitude of squeezing toothpaste. Could they still have a pleasant chat?

"What's wrong with his background? He is just a cook. The boss pays him and he cooks. What's wrong with that?" Yi Zhonghai said.

"Isn't he said to be the successor of Tan's cuisine? Then is Tan's cuisine ordinary food?" Yi Ping'an continued to ask.

"Son, although Tan's cuisine is official cuisine, how many people can afford it? The real recipes are in the hands of the direct descendants. The Tan family where He Daqing works is a branch, that is, the family of Lou Bancheng's third concubine.

He did learn Tan family cuisine, but he learned it from his father, not from the direct lineage. He didn't learn much, just a few signature dishes. And who could afford Tan family cuisine at that time? If a rich family ate Tan family cuisine, wouldn't they ask the direct lineage to cook it? Why would they ask him? The direct lineage had a restaurant, and it's still open.

If a small family wants to eat, they can't get the ingredients. Otherwise, why did he learn Shandong cuisine? And let Zhuzi learn Sichuan cuisine? "Yi Zhonghai felt that his son was fooled by the silly Zhu.

"Brother Zhuzi always says that they are the descendants of Tan family cuisine?" Yi Ping'an felt that his brain was not enough.

"That's just a gimmick, a name to create a reputation so that you can look good when you host banquets. It's not that great. If it were that great, how would the Tan family's restaurant continue to operate?" Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes at his son, thinking that his son was a little stupid for actually believing this.

Yi Ping'an really didn't expect this to be the reason. So he was just trying to get traffic?