Siheyuan: I have broken space

Cai Xiaoli is for her son, and Cheng Jianjun is for money. Although the couple quarrels fiercely, they will not propose divorce, and they are not willing to let others laugh.

After eating the rest of the meal in silence, I was ready to pay and leave.

The waiter reported the bill, which was based on a 10% discount.

Cheng Jianjun immediately vented his dissatisfaction on the waiter.

"Call your manager Meng Xiaoxing. Why are you still hanging around? Go ahead."

Meng Xiaoxing took the bill from the waiter and found no major problems, so she knew that Cheng Jianjun was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Xiao Xing, we come to your place to eat just to give you face. Why do we get a 10% discount?"

Although Meng Xiaoxing was very unhappy, she could only give Cheng Jianjun a smile. Although she had a bad temper, she also knew how to make money by being friendly.

"Can I give you a 20% discount?"

Cheng Jianjun also knew that he was actually not that popular, so being able to give him a 20% discount was already giving him face.

"Yes, we are all neighbors living in the same courtyard. Tell the waiter that if you come here in the future, you will be given at least 20% off."

Meng Xiaoxing curled her lips and smiled. She was not the one who suffered the loss in the first place. She opened her mouth and said sarcastically: "Actually, we have to ask Cai Xiaoli to tell our boss that we will get at least 50% off in the future, right?"

This means that Cheng Jianjun does not have enough face with his boss, and is far worse than Cai Xiaoli.

Cai Xiaoli replied, "It's good that you know."

Although Cai Xiaoli is Cheng Jianjun's daughter-in-law, she is much better at what she does than Cheng Jianjun, and she is also better than Meng Xiaoxing. Her relationship with Su Meng is much better than Meng Xiaoxing's. If Cai Xiaoli really said it, the 50% discount would be nothing.

Meng Xiaoxing obviously knew this, and didn't want to make a fuss anymore, so she didn't say anything.

After leaving the restaurant, Cai Xiaoli complained again: "If it's only a dozen yuan, why would you bother with Meng Xiaoxing?"

Cheng Jianjun was ridiculed, and of course he was not happy, but who made his wallet not full?

"You put it lightly. A dozen yuan is my salary for several days."

Cai Xiaoli raised her eyes and glanced at the gathering of friends not far away. She felt secretly in her heart and said nothing.

Wang Tingxuan had nothing to do that day, and an unexpected person came over.

Ma Chunying, Master Ma, the eldest sister who used to collect rags together. After Wang Tingxuan left, without those subsidies, the family's income was reduced by half, and life was ordinary.

She has no other skills or connections, so she has been working at the scrapyard. She should be approaching the age of retirement now.

Sister Ma knew that gathering friends was Wang Tingxuan's business, so she called Wang Tingxuan through her friends.

Wang Tingxuan thought that Sister Ma had not come to him in these years, so she might have run into trouble this time.

"Sister Ma, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

When Sister Ma saw Wang Tingxuan, she suppressed her sadness and said, "Chunming, if I hadn't been desperate, I wouldn't have come to you."

It turns out that Sister Ma is old, and riding a tricycle every day is not a small burden. Sister Ma’s husband, in addition to doing odd jobs, helps Sister Ma.

One time I was riding a three-wheeler uphill, and I almost reached the top of the slope. I almost breathed a sigh of relief, and I made it back together with the bike.

The slope was not small, and the couple could not control the falling car. In the end, the tricycle overturned and fell on her husband. He is still in the hospital.

"You should have told me about this matter a long time ago. Manager Liu, please give the money from the account to Sister Ma first."

Sister Ma didn't expect that after so many years, Wang Tingxuan was still so cheerful, and she immediately knelt down in tears.

It took a while before Sister Ma was persuaded.

Sister Ma cried and said: "You are a good person, but I can't take your money in vain. When we collected rags together, I saw that you often collected some old things, and I also learned to collect some from you.

I keep it at my house. I will send it to you. You can take a look. If it suits you, I will sell it to you."

Wang Tingxuan nodded and agreed. No matter what happened to Sister Ma's collection, he would agree.

However, Wang Tingxuan did not ask Sister Ma to be sent here. Instead, he took her to the hospital first and paid the medical bills to her husband first.

Sister Ma's son was taking care of him in the hospital. Judging from his appearance, he was wearing worker's clothes.

Sister Ma said with some embarrassment: "My son's factory is not very efficient, and his wages cannot be paid, and the family does not have much savings."

This situation is not surprising. At this time of reform and opening up, the development of the private economy has been very good, and some small state-owned enterprises basically have no way to survive.

"Sister Ma, if you don't mind, let your son join my company. Although it is a private company, the treatment is better than that of some state-owned enterprises."

Sister Ma was a little hesitant. She knew Wang Tingxuan had good intentions, but she couldn't let go of his identity as a worker.

Sister Ma's son did not hesitate. He suddenly knelt down to Wang Tingxuan and said, "Thank you for saving my father's life immediately, and thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Mr. Ma said worriedly: "Son, you should think about it and go home and ask your wife for her opinion."

"Mom, there's no need to ask. The factory can't even pay wages. Not to mention that my father is in the hospital, and the family can't even come up with money for daily use. If we don't think of a way, the whole family will starve to death. My wife will also

I won’t object.”

After making arrangements for the hospital, Wang Tingxuan took Sister Ma to her home.

Sister Ma's family lives in a relatively dilapidated old house, and there are some old employees of the waste recycling station living nearby.

However, the roads in this community were not very good and his car could not drive in. Wang Tingxuan could only park the car at the intersection and walk in.

Sister Ma's home is not big. Under her bed, there are more than a dozen antique calligraphy and paintings.

Sister Ma said: "When I was collecting rags, I saw someone dealing with them. I bought them and kept them at home because they looked old. We, the couple, don't know how to collect them, so we can only keep them like this."

Sister Ma took those things out from under the bed.

Wang Tingxuan glanced at it and found that most of the things were objects from the late Qing Dynasty.

I picked up a calligraphy and painting, and as soon as I touched it, the calligraphy and painting was broken.

Wang Tingxuan shook his head, and he couldn't say that Sister Ma didn't preserve it well.

Wang Tingxuan carefully looked at a few items whose origins were uncertain. They were probably from the Qianlong period and were not rare.

Sister Ma saw Wang Tingxuan shaking his head, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Wang Tingxuan said: "Sister Ma, these items are from the Qianlong period, and the others are from the late Qing Dynasty."

Sister Ma didn't care what year she was from, so she asked, "Do you want these things?"

"How about I take all the two hundred thousand like this?"

According to the current market price, these things are not worth 200,000. But Wang Tingxuan thought that Sister Ma and his wife had helped him a lot back then, and he did not lack the money, so there was no need to cheat Sister Ma.