Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

There is a meeting in the courtyard, so dinner can only be simple.

Stewed eggs in milk.

This is a new way of eating invented by Wang Weidong.

Take out two boxes of classic milk from the ring warehouse and cut the openings.

Pour the milk into the black iron pot and sit on the coal stove.

When the milk is boiling, beat two poached eggs.

Soon, the poached eggs with milk will be ready.

The room was filled with a rich milky aroma.

Fragrant!

Of course, the milk carton will be thrown into the ring warehouse.

When enough is accumulated, it will be burned in the boiler room of the factory.

So as not to cause trouble for future generations of archaeologists.

Since there was still a fragrant smell outside, Wang Weidong did not open the door and could only enjoy the food alone.

After drinking the hot milk, my stomach feels very comfortable.

Take another bite of the smooth and tender poached egg, and the fragrance of the egg yolk penetrates your taste buds and bursts out in your mouth.

Really delicious!

Soon a bowl of poached eggs with milk was swallowed into my stomach.

After a brief wash, Wang Weidong put on a thick cotton-padded jacket and wandered towards the central courtyard.

It was already the middle of winter, and the ground was covered with frost, making a "clicking" sound when stepped on.

At this time, a large group of people had gathered in the Intermediate Court, and everyone was talking about the Jia family's excrement fight.

"The Jia family suffered a big loss this time."

"That's right, I took a look when I got off work. Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang were shoveling pig manure outside with dishes."

"Well, tonight's meeting is probably going to require our help again."

Wang Weidong also squeezed into the crowd.

There is an Eight Immortals table and three long benches in the middle.

The first uncle, Yi Zhonghai, is sitting in the middle, next to the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, and the third uncle, Yan Bugui, is not there.

Standing in front are members of the Jia family. Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang are all exuding fragrance.

Jia Xudong could not move and was carried out.

I didn’t see the stick stems, so I don’t know where the wild ones went.

Next to him, Shazhu looked at Qin Huairu with pity.

Yi Zhonghai saw that Yan Bugui hadn't arrived yet and caught a glimpse of Yan Jiecheng among the crowd.

"Xie Cheng, there's a meeting. Go back quickly and call your dad."

Yan Jiecheng scratched his head: "Master, my dad seems to be sick today. He always lies in bed and sighs."

Yi Zhonghai glared at him and said in a stern tone: "This is a meeting. Your father is the third uncle, and he has to come even if he is sick!"

Yan Jiecheng could only trot all the way, and ran home to call Yan Bugui.

After a long while, when everyone was shrinking from the cold, Yan Bugui walked over listlessly.

"Third uncle, did you steal someone's house last night? Look at the black eyes, just like the giant panda on the calendar." Xu Damao joked.

Yan Bugui ignored him, just glanced at Wang Weidong next to him, and wandered into the crowd.

"Lao Yan, I'm waiting for you." Yi Zhonghai stood up and pointed to the chair next to him.

The three stewards gathered together and the meeting began.

Liu Haizhong, an official fan, was the first to speak. He first spoke loudly about the general policy stated in the newspapers, and then repeated nonsense about the importance of unity in the courtyard house.

Then I asked the elder to speak.

The first man looked angry and slapped the table with his palms: "Shame! The Jia family was feces-fed by Nanshi Commune. This is a shame for our courtyard. What does this mean? It means that our courtyard is too ununited! I manage the courtyard like this

In recent years, we have not encountered anything like this. We must unite and help the Jia family fight against the Nanshi Commune."

Good guy, two words of unity are meant to tie the Siheyuan and the Jia family together.

As expected, Mr. Yi is the best at moral kidnapping.

Before he finished speaking, Xu Damao whispered in a voice that could be heard by most people: "It's none of your business. It's just a stickman who stole other people's children's things and beat them, and that's how he got into trouble. Want me?"

He said that the Jia family should report it to the police station, but I’m afraid they don’t dare!”

This sentence was also agreed by the crowd of onlookers.

"That's right, the big man from Nanshi Commune cried when he talked about his son being beaten."

"I see, the Jia family is still too unreasonable."

"The Jia family doesn't dare to call the police and steal things, but they have to close the fence."

"That's right, if they have a shit fight, what do we have? How can we fight with them?"

"Didn't you hear that the big man said there were enough pig manure pipes before he left? I don't want to sleep in a manure pit."

When Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu heard the discussion, their faces turned green. They wanted to refute, but they opened their mouths without making a sound.

I cursed secretly in my heart: Damn Xu Damao, I hope your engagement will be annulled by the Lou family and you will have no descendants!

Jia Xudong lay on the door panel and screamed repeatedly: "Oh, I really can't live this life!"

When the second uncle saw that the first uncle was frustrated, he felt happy and said with a straight face, "Old Yi, you are the chief manager and you stick to your word. Isn't it inappropriate to jump to conclusions before things are clear?"

"I think it's better to listen to the Jia family's explanation first before making a decision."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Huairu.

The corners of Qin Huairu's eyes were red, her nose was slightly twitching, and she suddenly looked pitiful.

She burst into tears: "Gentlemen, this is what happened..."

...

Of course, there is a big difference between the version told by Qin Huairu and the version seen by Wang Weidong.

However, she did not dare to deny the fact that Bangge stole stationery from her classmates.

After all, the third uncle, Yan Bugui, is a teacher at Hongxing Primary School. If he goes to the school tomorrow and asks Teacher Ran, he will tell the truth.

Qin Huairu could only cry and complain that the Jia family was poor and had three children to raise, an old woman, and a man who was paralyzed in bed.

Mrs. Jia Zhang lowered her fat head and big ears and said nothing.

Jia Xudong lay on the door panel and started moaning.

Although Qin Huairu described the behavior of stick stems as "taking", in the eyes of everyone in the courtyard, there was no difference.

This time, Qin Huairu's performance did not win everyone's sympathy.

Over the years, they have also had a lot of things "taken" by the gangsters, but they were afraid of being accused of bullying the weak, so they didn't say anything about it.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, the first man also knew that "dung war" was difficult to deal with, so he could only retreat and settle for the next best thing.

He stood up with a benevolent and moral look on his face:

“As the saying goes, distant relatives are better off than close neighbors.

Everyone needs care sometimes.

Now the Jia family is in dire straits.

As neighbors for so many years, we should help each other.

Let’s do this, let’s help the Jia family raise some money to tide over the difficulties.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After speaking, the first man winked at Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu's eyes were slightly red, she flipped her hair and her voice trembled: "I know that everyone is not well-off. I, Qin Huairu, will definitely return this money in the future."

"Pity our Jia family, we are forced by that bully and have no way to survive! Grandpa, aunt, brother and sister, you are all Bodhisattva-hearted, please help us!"

Like... so much like it!

Whether it's expression or tone, Qin Huairu interprets the white-haired girl to perfection.

Alas, she was born in the wrong era. If placed in future generations, she would at least be a big internet celebrity.

If you really want to bring goods, all you have to do is call me "little brother" and sales will definitely increase.

Even able to suppress tax evaders.

Wang Weidong disappeared from the crowd and cursed in his heart.

****

Sure enough, they were collecting money again, and everyone lowered their heads.

Over the years, the Jia family has borrowed money from them a lot, but they have never paid it back.

Aunt Wang curled her lips: "Last year, I lent the Jia family thirty-two cents, and I haven't paid it back yet."

Aunt Liu sneered and said: "Last month, for my son's birthday, my family steamed a drawer of steamer cakes. In the blink of an eye, half of the drawer was borrowed."

Sister Ma spat: "I just got paid my salary, and before I got home, this foxy robbed me of half of it."

...

The elder felt a chill in his heart.

what is it today?

Why are you all disobedient?

He first set his sights on Yan Bugui, hoping that he, a cultural man, could donate a penny to get a good start.

Yan Bugui was grieving over the "lost" eleven dollars and ten cents, so he couldn't care about the Jia family.

The old man could only turn his attention to Silly Pillar.

Shazhu felt distressed for a long time when he saw Qin Huairu's aggrieved appearance.

But he touched his pocket.

I have no money, and I still owe the deaf old lady thirty yuan.

Moreover, Jia Xudong's death left him with no hope of taking over.

Silly Zhu stared at his toes, pretending not to notice.

"Brother, Sister Qin is such a good person, please help her." He Xiaoyu whispered beside her.

When the first uncle saw that even Shazhu was unwilling to help Qin Huairu, he thought something was wrong.

The life and death of the Jia family is secondary.

If this continues, where is the majesty?

The position of the chief executive is not guaranteed!

The first man let out a long sigh and said with a righteous look: "Well, since no one is willing to chip in, I will go to Baishi Commune in person tomorrow to meet with Wang Gangzhu."

Everyone looked sideways at each other, and even Wang Weidong glanced at Yi Haizhong suspiciously.

Sir, did you take the wrong medicine today?

The elder felt the admiring gaze and felt a little proud.

It's just a one-time meeting. As for the outcome, it doesn't actually matter.

At this moment, Sha Zhu stepped forward and said in surprise: "Wang Gangzhu from Nanshi Commune, the one with the big bald head?"