Siheyuan: I'm a fool, I'm not a dog licker!

When Qin Huairu saw Xu Damao coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and they entered the warehouse together.

He Yuzhu stood there and pondered for half a second, and finally decided to get closer and take a look.

After all, as a member of the steel rolling mill, he has the obligation to maintain the property safety of the steel rolling mill.

He did this solely to find out whether the two men had entered the warehouse and stolen public property from the steel rolling mill.

Three minutes later, He Yuzhu left silently.

Eh!

He felt that he was really judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, and Xu Damao and Qin Huairu had no intention of stealing the sundries in the warehouse.

The two of them simply put on a drama that was not suitable for children!

I have to admit that Qin Huairu, a widow, is really good at it, and Xu Damao, an unmarried young man, is no match for her.

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu divided the remaining meals and went home early after get off work. It was still early to go to Deputy Li's factory.

At this moment, the old man in the courtyard had not got off work yet. He wanted to lean on it and rest for a while, but he always felt that he was not energetic anywhere.

I simply walked around the house twice and finally found something awkward.

Although the house he lives in is the best room in the entire courtyard and was also the house where the landlord used to live, it is really too old.

Moreover, both the furniture and the layout of the house are all of the old style. There is not even a sofa or armchair in the house, so there is no place for Ge You to lie down if he wants to.

"This house should be tidied up."

He Yuzhu muttered to himself, wondering where he could get some money. After all, he didn't have much money in his pocket now.

That unreliable father He Daqing really didn't leave him any wealth at all.

At this moment, the third uncle's voice sounded outside the door:

"Zhuzi, are you at home?"

He Yuzhu opened the door and saw the third uncle at the door. He let people in and brought an enamel jar to make tea for the third uncle.

"Third uncle, did you get off work so early today?"

"There is no class in the afternoon, so I came back early. I am here to say thank you to you."

The third uncle smiled and took the enamel jar and took a sip. Seeing He Yuzhu's confused look, he continued:

"What happened at the last meeting in the courtyard."

"Hey, Third Master, aren't you scolding me? They are from the same orphanage. Is it possible that you really sent two children to an orphanage just because of a few meals?

Isn’t this letting everyone stab me in the spine from behind?

At the critical moment, Mr. Third, you can stand up and make the decision for me. I am the one who should say thank you."

Although He Yuzhu said this, the third uncle knew in his heart that it was actually He Yuzhu who gave him face and asked him to stand upright among the first and second uncles.

Didn’t you see that the former eldest son was so attached to He Yuzhu, the “God of War in the Siheyuan”, that even the two thorns in the old Li family in the front yard did not dare to explode in front of the eldest son?

He Yuzhu moved the Kang table, and the two of them sat down around the Kang table. He Yuzhu knew that the third uncle, an old man, always "did not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything" and did not say anything, but the old man was waiting there.

As expected, after taking two sips of tea, the third uncle chuckled and said:

"It's not like Cheng is about to get married and doesn't have a job all day long. I have to support such a big family by myself. It's really...

You try to find out if there is any job that he can do so that he can have a job after getting married."

In fact, the third uncle did not have to ask He Yuzhu for this kind of thing.

Although he is only a primary school teacher, he knows a lot of people. If he is really willing to ask for money and things, Yan Jiecheng's job may not be guaranteed.

The reason why I approached He Yuzhu was because of the same saying: If you don't have enough to eat, you won't have enough clothes to wear. If you don't calculate, you will suffer from poverty.

If He Yuzhu can find a job here, he can at least save a thank you gift, right?

"Hey, thank you, third uncle, you really think highly of me."

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "Let's do this. I'll ask you first and I'll give you an answer in three to five days. What do you think?"

"Sure, then I'll just wait to hear it."

As the third uncle spoke, he put down the enamel jar in his hand, stood up and hesitated for a while, then took out a dry, flat envelope from his trouser pocket and handed it to He Yuzhu with a pained face:

"Zhuzi, this... this money is not much, you first..."

He Yuzhu glanced at the envelope and saw that it contained no more than twenty yuan at most. Then he looked at the pained expression on the third uncle's face and immediately pushed it back with a smile:

"Hey, third uncle, who do you think I am? I'm from the same hospital. The results will be announced tomorrow, so it won't be too late for you to get money from others."

He Yuzhu's words are telling the third uncle: You don't need to give me this thank you gift, just give it to the person who does the work.

At first, he knew that with the third uncle's picky character, even if he did thank him as a gift, it wouldn't be worth a few cents.

Secondly, if Yan Jiecheng's work is really successful, the third uncle will owe him a big favor. In the future, he will definitely stand on his side in all matters in the yard as long as they do not involve the interests of their family.

The good thing about the third uncle is that he plots against others as well as himself.

He knows how much he weighs, so he can't reach out, and he will never reach out when he shouldn't. He is the only one among the beasts in the yard that looks like a human.

He Yuzhu felt that if the third uncle could make dozens of dollars a month like the first or second uncle, he would be one of the few good people in the yard.

The old saying: poverty leads to treachery, wealth leads to conscience, at least it applies to the three uncles.

As for saying that he owed others a favor for finding a job for Yan Jiecheng, He Yuzhu was not worried at all.

Xu Gang and Liang Youan went to his house every two days to have dinner, hoping that they would find them if something happened.

After all, friendship is something that only lasts as long as you come and go, right?

"Hey, hey, this is good, this is good."

When the third uncle saw this, he quickly put the envelope in his pocket, as if if he stayed outside for another quarter of an hour, the money would spontaneously combust.

After seeing off the third uncle, He Yuzhu began to think about Yan Jiecheng's matter.

In the original work, Yan Jiecheng married Yu Li, found a job and didn't earn much, and lived with the third uncle all the time.

Later, the two of them opened a restaurant together, but in the end they were unwilling to support the third uncle and the third aunt in their old age.

Now, Yan Jiecheng has not found a job yet, and he really needs to look for this job.

I went to Deputy Factory Director Li's house in the evening and didn't go home until after ten o'clock. Usually the courtyard door would have been locked by this time.

However, tonight, He Yuzhu opened the door with a slight push, and Yan Jiecheng was standing behind the door.

"Hey, Jie Cheng, thank you for your hard work."

"Brother Zhuzi, this is not why my dad saw you going out when it was dark, so he asked me to guard the door for you."

Yan Jiecheng explained, closed the door of the courtyard and locked it.

"Thank you Third Uncle for me."

While He Yuzhu was talking, he took out a box of large Qianmen from his pocket. There were five or six more sticks in it. He smoked one himself. He originally wanted to give Yan Jiecheng a loose stick, but in the end he stuffed the box into Yan Jiecheng's hand:

"Hey, can you smoke?"

"I can, I can, I can smoke, thank you Brother Zhuzhu, thank you Brother Zhuzhu."

Yan Jiecheng grabbed the big front door box in his hand and his face turned red with excitement.

Although he is about to get married, he is always controlled by his parents. He is often as pale as his face. Where can he get the money to buy cigarettes?

Not to mention that a box of large front doors costs 40 cents.