Siheyuan: Black and steady Gou Laoliu

When he got home, Han Shanhai saw that his eldest son was fine, and he finally felt relieved. Well, he decided to keep feeling relieved.

Because he thought about how his eldest son beat Jia Dongxu, and his family couldn't afford the money, so wouldn't his eldest son have to go to jail?

Han Li had expended too much energy beating Jia Dongxu and was already starving, so he was too lazy to say much.

"Dad, hurry up and wash up and have dinner. Don't worry about it. I've seen a lot in the countryside over the years and I know how to deal with this matter."

Han Xiaoxiao hurriedly shouted excitedly: "The big pot is the best!"

Han Cong said in an admiring tone: "Big brother is so awesome. He beat Jia Dongxu so hard that he cried for his parents."

In his mind, Jia Dongxu, who was so powerful that he was invincible, was actually defeated easily by his elder brother. This made him realize that it is possible to defeat the strong with the weak. As long as the method is used properly, there is no opponent that cannot be defeated.

From then on, the seed of Lao Liu quietly took root and sprouted in Han Cong's heart.

Han Yong, who had grown up, was reviewing in his mind the entire fight between his elder brother and Jia Dongxu, especially the bag of lime that his elder brother took out of his pocket, which was obviously prepared in advance.

This made him feel that his elder brother seemed to have become different.

However, Han Yong was inspired by his elder brother's advance preparation. If he could make more preparations before doing anything, his chances of success would be greater.

Even though his eldest son spoke so relaxedly, Han Shanhai was still worried. He went to ask his wife and only then did he find out the whole story.

But he really couldn't understand how his eldest son, with his skinny body, could have beaten Jia Dongxu like that? Did his son learn it from someone in the countryside?

Han Shanhai felt that his family had done nothing wrong and was in the right in this matter, but there were too many disputes in this courtyard, so he would find a way to move after this matter had passed.

Moreover, two rooms were not enough for their family of six. Their eldest son was about to start his own family, so they would have to rent at least three rooms.

The Han family’s dinner seemed extremely sumptuous thanks to a dish of steaming pickled vegetables and rolled tofu.

Han Li took a piece of tofu, blew it to cool it down, and put it in his sister's bowl: "Blow it before eating, eat it in small pieces, don't burn it."

"Thank you, cauldron."

After eating a few bites of pickled vegetables and tofu, Han Li felt that it was salty, fragrant, refreshing and delicious. He couldn't help but hum: "After eating pickled vegetables and tofu, the emperor is not as good as me~"

Han Cong was close, but his attention was mostly focused on the food, so he didn't hear clearly: "Brother, what song are you humming?"

"Eat quickly. And talk less while eating."

"Brother, I know what Confucius said: Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping."

"You were so busy talking during the meal that others had already finished hugging."

Han Li was too lazy to talk nonsense with his third brother. He just had a steamed bun with pickled vegetables and rolled tofu and drank a mouthful of cornmeal porridge. He felt very comfortable!

Han Xiaoxiao has become Da Guo's biggest fan: "Da Guo is right!"

A family of six finished all the pickled vegetables and rolled tofu.

Except for Han Xiaoxiao who eats less, Han Yong and Han Cong are already grown up boys, and although they are small in size, their appetites are big.

"Mom, clean up the dishes later. I have something important to tell you."

Han Li attracted the attention of the whole family, and then he said calmly: "Mom and Dad, I passed by the steel rolling mill in Dongzhimen this afternoon and saw that the factory was recruiting workers. I signed up for my dad with the attitude of giving it a try.

Unexpectedly, the recruiter was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and before I had time to take a closer look, he just said that I should report to the steel mill tomorrow. What do you think we should do about this?"

Han Li certainly couldn't tell his family the truth about how he got the job at the steel mill. Since he had to make up a story, he was too lazy to waste his brain cells and just made up the simplest one: he was lucky.

The most important thing is to avoid Xu Wood throughout the whole process.

Although the job was possible thanks to Xu Wude's matchmaking, Han Li did not want the Han family to get too close to the Xu family in the backyard.

You have to know that Xu Wude and his son are not good people. After selling out the honest people of the Han family, Old Han would probably be happy to count the money for them.

Li Yumei was the first to react and clapped her hands, "What else can we do? This, this is a great thing! The work at the steel mill is stable and the salary is high, it's much easier than your dad carrying heavy bags."

Han Shanhai still couldn't believe that such a great thing would happen to him: "Is this, is this reliable?"

Li Yumei immediately retorted: "What's the point of talking about reliability? This is good things happening to good people. It's the blessing that our family has never done anything wrong! Besides, you don't have to report for duty to carry the heavy bags. Why don't you go to the steel mill tomorrow to take a look?"

She believed in her eldest son's words without a doubt and had begun to look forward to a happy life in the future.

Han Shanhai works as a porter, just like the migrant workers under the Tianqiao Bridge today. He works when there is work, gets paid when he is done, and rests when there is no work.

Even in the new era, Wobo'er are still at the bottom of society. There is even an unwritten rule in pubs: Wobo'er have to squat against the wall when drinking.

Because Wobo'er was poor and only drank but never ate any food, he naturally had no right to occupy a table.

The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain that cannot be moved no matter how hard you try; even if in the new era everyone looks down on Wobo'er, how low was the status of Wobo'er in the old era?

This point is vividly demonstrated in Courtyard No. 95. The Han family is honest and incompetent, so they are destined to be bullied.

After hearing what his wife said, Han Shanhai realized it was true and he smiled so happily that his eyes disappeared.

Han Yong and Han Cong knew that life at home was about to get better, and they couldn't help but feel happy.

As for Han Xiaoxiao, she didn't know what the adults were discussing, but her family was laughing, so she laughed too.

Just when the whole family was beaming with joy, Han Li poured cold water on them: "Dad, I asked someone and found out that there will be an assessment three months after entering the factory, and those who fail the assessment will be fired."

Hearing this, the smiles on Han Shanhai and the others' faces froze and they looked bitter again.

At this time, they realized that apart from having a lot of strength, Old Han couldn't do anything else. How could he learn it in just three months?

"However, I heard that after you enter the factory, you will be assigned a master to guide you. Dad, if you go to the steel rolling mill and learn from the master, you will definitely be able to learn it in three months. If you give a pack of Peony cigarettes to someone privately, the master should be willing to teach you."

Worried that Han Shanhai was too honest and didn't know how to handle things, Han Li had no choice but to teach him step by step for the sake of a stable life in the future, and he even thought of giving the old master some cigarettes as a gift.

With Boss Lou's instructions, and Old Han's humble, down-to-earth attitude and willingness to learn, the master had no reason not to teach well.

Han Li really cares about making life better for this family.

At this moment, the sound of a gong was heard. Han Li knew that it was the gong calling everyone to a meeting of the entire institute.

A scornful smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth: Play with him!