Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

Finally, most people returned to the courtyard. Yan Bugui saw that there was no chance for him to take advantage, so he returned home with a sense of unsatisfied feeling.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Ruihua teased, "What good can you get from standing guard at the door like this every day?"

"You don't understand this, right? Now the elder has lost his prestige. If I don't show my face more, then if he abdicates in the future, how can I move up to the next level in a logical way?"

"Besides, if I hadn't been guarding the door the day before yesterday, would I have been able to get so many potatoes from Xu Damao for free?"

Yang Ruihua quickly complimented him, "Yes, yes, you are still good at scheming."

Yan Bugui glared at her. "What are you talking about? How could I have planned this? I did it for our family!"

Yang Ruihua quickly changed the subject: "Yes, yes, yes, I said the wrong thing, but have you told Zhuzi about the boss's banquet?"

Yan Bugui slapped his forehead. "You said I have this brain. I will go find him after dinner."

"We all live in the same courtyard. I guess Zhuzi will be embarrassed to ask me for money. This way we can save some money."

Yang Ruihua stopped what he was doing. "But this pillar is different now. I think this matter is difficult to say."

"Why don't you just give him two dollars as a token of your appreciation? The boss paid ten dollars to do this anyway."

But Yan Bugui said with a look of disappointment: "If you say there is still a gap between you and me, then every penny saved is a penny earned. Do you think money is so easy to make?"

"Don't worry, I'll go have a good chat with Zhuzi. We are neighbors living in the same yard, so there is no reason for him to reject us."

But as soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, Yan Jiecheng walked in with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Dad, well, I want to talk to you about something."

"Just tell me what you want to say. But don't worry, I have already discussed the chef's matter. When the time comes, we will let Sha Zhu cook for our family. I'm sure there will be no problem with his cooking skills."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng scratched his head embarrassedly.

"It's not about that. I forgot to tell you just now that they said today that they need a bicycle to pick up the bride. I was thinking if I could borrow one from Shazhu. Anyway, it's okay if he doesn't ride it for a day."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui first tactically adjusted his broken glasses, and then said with some embarrassment: "Boss, I'm afraid this matter is not easy to handle."

"Think about it, why would someone lend us things for no reason?"

"Besides, you know what the pillar is like now, how can I explain it with my empty words?"

Yan Jiecheng looked at Yan Bugui who was in an embarrassment. How could he not know what his stingy father was thinking? But he couldn't do without the bicycle. Most importantly, he didn't want to ask He Yuzhu for help himself.

In desperation, Yan Jiecheng had to pay fifty cents with a painful heart.

"Dad, fifty cents is enough for renting a car, right?"

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up. "Okay, that's great."

He was even afraid that Yan Jiecheng would regret it, so he quickly took the fifty cents. As soon as Yan Jiecheng left, Yan Bugui shook the fifty cents in his hand with a smug look on his face.

"Look, with my silver tongue, I made fifty cents in the blink of an eye."

Yang Ruihua sighed. "Old Yan, that's your son. Isn't it not good for you to do this?"

"What's wrong? Why is it wrong for me to do this?!"

"It's true that he is my son, but he is using my connections to ask for favors. Shouldn't I ask for some favor money?"

"Women's views~"

Yan Bugui muttered something, stood up and went out to He Yuzhu's house to ask for help.

Ho's

The family was talking about what happened today at the dinner table, and they ended up talking about Yan Bugui.

"Boss, why do I find that you don't seem to like him very much?"

"It's not that I don't like him, it's that he often does things that people don't like."

"If I had let him continue talking today, I don't know what he would have said to take advantage of me."

Yu Li nodded angrily when she heard this. She almost married into their family at first. Fortunately, she met He Yuzhu later, otherwise it would have been difficult to live like this with so much scheming every day.

At this time, He Yushui smiled and teased: "Brother, do you believe that the Third Uncle will come to see you soon?"

"Give me change. Eight dollars per time. If there are more than three tables, it will be an extra dollar per table."

bang bang bang

There was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the voice of Yan Bugui.

"Zhu Zi, are you home? I have something to discuss with you."

"Wait a minute, we're eating. Let's talk after we finish eating."

Yan Bugui was also embarrassed after hearing this. How could this Sha Zhu be even more stingy than himself? Couldn’t he be more generous and invite him in to sit down?

Yu Li pulled He Yuzhu. "Is it not good?"

"It's okay. If we let him in now, he will come when it's time for dinner when he smells the food."

After saying this, He Yuzhu shoveled the rice in the bowl into his mouth, then stood up and opened the door.

"Oh, I thought I heard it wrong. What's up, Uncle? Are you here to say something you're embarrassed to talk about?"

"Hey Zhuzi, you know everything, so I'll just tell you straight away."

"It's this weekend. Your brother Jie Cheng is getting married on Friday. Our family is planning to host two tables. Do you think you can help prepare the banquet?"

"Also, the bride's family asked us to have a bicycle to pick her up. I thought you just bought this one, so based on our friendship, can I borrow it for a day?"

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he looked at He Yuzhu with a smirk on his face.

"When the time comes, your family can go to eat. If one person from other families goes, your family can all come. Is that considerate enough?"

He Yuzhu looked at Yan Bugui with some amusement. "Are you saying that I cook for your family for free?"

"No, neighbor of the first yard, even if I gave you money, would you still have the nerve to accept it?"

He Yuzhu answered without hesitation: "Why should I be embarrassed? You are embarrassed not to give me money, so how can I be embarrassed to ask for it?"

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment. The plot didn't seem right. He came to ask for help so sincerely, shouldn't He Yuzhu just agree directly?

However, seeing that He Yuzhu didn't look like he was joking at all, Yan Bugui suddenly became anxious.

"Zhu Zi, I watched you grow up. Besides, Third Uncle treats you well, right? Just tell me, who would leave something behind if they pass by the front yard throughout the year?"

"But think about it, when has the Third Master ever asked you for anything?"

He Yuzhu taunted, "Come on, forget it. You want it, but I have to give it to you."

"But since you said so, I can't just let it go."

"How about this, I usually cook for eight dollars a time, how about I give you a discount and charge you five dollars?"

When Yan Bugui heard that it would cost five dollars, he immediately waved his hands and said, "How can this be? We are neighbors and you still want five dollars. How about this, three dollars plus the loan of your bicycle for a day?"

He Yuzhu saw the gritted teeth on Yan Bugui's face when he said this, as if he had suffered a great loss in this matter.

So He Yuzhu simply replied: "Then you should ask someone else for help. I happened to have something else to do that day. As for bicycles, it's even easier. You can't rent one at the street corner for 50 cents."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he was about to close the door, but Yan Bugui quickly put his foot in the gap of the door.

"Zhu Zi, why are you in such a hurry? I'll add another dollar. That's good enough, right?"

"Get out of the way. I told you I have something to do on Friday so you can find someone else. If you're lucky you can find someone who doesn't charge and make some money."

When Yan Bugui heard this, it seemed to make sense, so he opened the door, turned around and ran back.

He was even annoyed, wondering why he had to ask He Yuzhu to cook for him, when he could just cook for two tables himself...