Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

At dinner time, Yi Zhonghai's home.

After the aunt put the fried cabbage and steamed bread on the table, she took out a plate of cut pork head from the cupboard, and Yi Zhonghai locked the door.

Although Yi Zhonghai is currently "only" a level 6 fitter and has not yet been promoted to the later level 8 fitter. However, his salary is still the highest in the courtyard.

In order to improve the family's meals, Yi Zhonghai and his wife often secretly buy some cooked food.

As for why they don't buy raw meat to cook, the reason is very simple, just simply afraid of arousing the covetousness of other people in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai knows the temperament of those people in the courtyard, especially the mother and son of the Jia family. He dares to guarantee that as long as the smell of meat comes from home, the Jia family will definitely let Qin Huairu come to "borrow".

As for whether it will be returned after borrowing, that's another matter.

After all, Jia Zhang's consistent philosophy is: Why should I return something I borrowed with my own ability!

The couple had just eaten a few bites of pork head meat when the aunt suddenly remembered the scene she saw in the backyard during the day.

She quickly swallowed the meat in her mouth and said to Yi Zhonghai: "Old Yi, I saw Jianjun locked the door of his house when he went out today. Do you want to talk to Jianjun about this? After all, our Siheyuan has always been a glorious Siheyuan, and no one has ever locked the door."

After hearing what the aunt said, Yi Zhonghai stopped chewing and said after thinking for a while: "We have to talk to Jianjun about this. We can't let him break the rules of the Siheyuan."

After hesitating for a while, the aunt tried again: "Old Yi, Jianjun is the only one in his family now. Should we consider letting Jianjun take care of us in the future?"

"Didn't we agree to let Dongxu take care of us in the future?" Yi Zhonghai frowned, looking unhappy.

"Ah!" Auntie sighed, "I think Dongxu has been taught a bad way by Jia Zhangshi, and he is lazy all day long. Instead of relying on Dongxu, it is better to change the retirement target as soon as possible."

"If there is no Dongxu, don't we still have Shazhu!" Yi Zhonghai said, and then hesitantly said: "As for Jianjun, I don't think he is reliable. This kid's ideas are too positive, and it is not easy to fool him."

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Auntie recalled in her heart how Zhou Jianjun performed in the past few days after he returned from retirement.

Then, she said regretfully: "Old Yi, you are right. Judging from Jianjun's performance in the past few days, it is indeed not easy to convince him to support us in our old age."

"But Dongxu is too disappointing. He has been learning locksmithing from you for several years, and he is still a first-class worker. If he continues like this, he will not be able to support his own family."

Yi Zhonghai was stunned when he heard this, and thought of the news he had learned in the factory today. He looked at the aunt with a firm look and said: "I will try my best to get Dongxu to improve his level."

"As for Jianjun, I asked around in the factory today. His monthly salary is only 30 yuan, and he also receives a subsidy of 15 yuan per month."

"Since we can't let him support us in our old age, let him pay for the Jia family. In this way, the Jia family will also have to accept our favor."

"Support the Jia family? Will Jianjun be willing?" The aunt asked doubtfully.

"Don't worry, I have a way. After dinner, I will go to Jianjun to talk about this matter." Yi Zhonghai replied.

During the day at the factory, Yi Zhonghai specifically inquired about Zhou Jianjun's salary.

After learning that Zhou Jianjun could earn 45 yuan a month, an idea came to his mind.

As long as he could persuade Zhou Jianjun to invest in the Jia family, he could win an inestimable favor from the Jia family, and at the same time he could save a lot of money.

Once this matter succeeds, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone, and have the best of both worlds.

It is good for Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family. As for whether Zhou Jianjun is good or not, that is not something Yi Zhonghai should consider.

After dinner, Yi Zhonghai couldn't wait to go to Zhou Jianjun's house.

"Bang bang bang"

As soon as the knock on the door sounded, Zhou Jianjun shouted in the room: "Who is it?"

"It's me, your uncle. Jianjun, I have something to ask you." Yi Zhonghai replied.

"Has this old Biden come up with any new tricks to plot against me?"

While Zhou Jianjun was muttering in his heart, he opened the door and let Yi Zhonghai in.

After the two sat down on the stool, Yi Zhonghai's eyes inadvertently swept across the dinner on the table.

At this moment, on the table in Zhou Jianjun's house, there was a bowl of glutinous rice porridge and two steamed buns.

However, this was not Zhou Jianjun's real dinner. He had already enjoyed a delicious little hen in Taoyuan.

The seemingly ordinary steamed buns and glutinous rice porridge on the table were just his tricks to deceive people.It's just a prop.

The principle of not showing off your wealth is universal in any era.

Yi Zhonghai smiled at Zhou Jianjun and said, "Jianjun, I heard today that you have a salary of 45 yuan a month, why do you still eat steamed bread for dinner?"

Zhou Jianjun immediately reacted when he heard Yi Zhonghai's question.

"This old Biden is here for my salary!"

He explained to Yi Zhonghai calmly: "Uncle, you know, I changed my career this time because I was injured during the mission."

"Several of my comrades who were on the mission with me at that time were injured more seriously than me, and their future lives have become a problem."

"Even one of my comrades died on the spot, leaving only an orphan and a widow at home."

"I'm thinking that after I get my salary, I will donate 30 yuan every month to help those injured and sacrificed comrades!"

"So, I'm a little more frugal in eating."

Zhou Jianjun had already thought about donating money, and he would donate regardless of whether someone was calculating his salary.

After all, although he is a time traveler, he also understands that without those "loveliest people", he would not have his happy life.

Besides, he has the Peach Blossom Land. He will not lack supplies, let alone money.

After listening to Zhou Jianjun's explanation, Yi Zhonghai frowned and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Such an important matter, why didn't you discuss it with the three of us first, and decided it on your own?"

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Zhou Jianjun secretly cursed in his heart: "I can't I decide my salary? Do I need to discuss it with you three old Biddens?"

Although he had already cursed Yi Zhonghai's eight generations of ancestors in his heart, Zhou Jianjun still said with a smile: "Oh, this matter was decided before I retired. Besides, uncle, can't I decide my own salary?"

"If you say no, then we have to find a place to discuss it properly!"

"Even if I want to discuss it with someone, it should be discussed with the superiors, right? Don't worry about it!"

After listening to Zhou Jianjun's explanation, Yi Zhonghai was speechless. He was even a little annoyed in his heart. Zhou Jianjun dared to confront him in person!

He couldn't say anything about this! Should he blame Zhou Jianjun?

Once his criticism of Zhou Jianjun spreads, it will probably lead to endless disputes and troubles.

In this era of advocating support for the army, any criticism of the military will lead to strong backlash. Therefore, Yi Zhonghai had to swallow his dissatisfaction and silently bear this helplessness.

After a long silence, Yi Zhonghai said unwillingly: "Jianjun, you did the right thing. It was the uncle who spoke without consideration just now."

"If you donate 30 yuan every month, won't you still have 15 yuan left? See if you can squeeze out a little and support the Jia family every month."

"Hey!" Zhou Jianjun sighed deeply and pretended to be very embarrassed, "Uncle, I'm 23 now, and I'm about to get married. I won't hide it from you. I don't have a penny in my savings now, otherwise I wouldn't have to eat steamed bread every day!"

"I try to save the remaining 15 yuan every month. After all, if you don't have a penny in your hand, who will be able to help? Girls won't marry me!"

"I'm not like you, who can eat ready-made food every day when I get home."

As soon as Zhou Jianjun finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai asked, "Where is the savings left by your parents?"

Zhou Jianjun spread his hands and said very simply, "I donated it when I was in the army! Otherwise, uncle, can you lend me some money so that I can get married first?"

Yi Zhonghai couldn't sit still anymore. He felt that the stool under his butt seemed to be covered with thorns. He quickly got up and said, "Let's do this for now. Let's talk about it when you have a blind date. There are still some things at home, so I won't talk to you today."

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he walked out of the house.

"Uncle, walk slowly! When I have a blind date, I will definitely tell you first!" Zhou Jianjun shouted.

Hearing Zhou Jianjun's shout, Yi Zhonghai's steps staggered, and he quickly quickened his pace and walked towards the middle courtyard.

Watching Yi Zhonghai's departing back, Zhou Jianjun couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Leaving now?"

"Is that all you can do?"

"You, the Lord of Morality, can't do it!"

"Just let me do it!"

"Old Biden!"