Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Seeing Yan Jiecheng shut his mouth, Yan Bugui felt happy.

Just by talking, I secretly deducted dozens of dollars.

As witty as me!

As night falls, the animals return to their cages.

Since a meeting was about to be held, the residents returned home, had a quick bite of food, and then gathered under the big tree in the courtyard.

As the organizer of the conference, Xu Damao was even more active. He ate a steamed bun in the evening and started to get busy.

Qin Jingru saw Xu Damao carrying the table outside and asked curiously: "Da Mao, what are you doing?"

The tables these days are all solid wood tables, made of real materials, and each one weighs hundreds of kilograms. Even though Xu Damao often went to the countryside to play movies, he was trained through exercise and was panting from exhaustion.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and gasped: "You know what, tonight is my big event, so I naturally have to make logistical preparations."

"big occasion?"

"Yes, this is the first time I have held a courtyard meeting on behalf of Factory Director Liu!" Seeing Qin Jingru sitting there eating melon seeds, Xu Damao said with some dissatisfaction: "Jingru, don't eat, hurry up and get some plates, put some

Put the melon seeds on a plate and take them outside."

"Let the residents try the melon seeds?" Qin Jingru was a little reluctant.

Xu Damao looked proud: "It's just a few plates of melon seeds. If my organizational skills can be appreciated by Director Liu, and Director Liu is happy, maybe he can transfer me to the automobile factory as a small leader. Then you can follow me."

Just wait for the popular ones to drink the spicy ones!”

....If I didn’t follow you, I could still enjoy the hot food and drink spicy food. Qin Jingru curled her lips secretly.

However, considering that Wang Weidong was coming, she still took the melon seeds outside.

Then I went back to the house and started looking in the mirror.

The only cosmetics available in this era were alabaster, but Qin Jingru had a very good foundation, with a small face that could be easily broken, hands like catkins, skin like gelatin, a collar like a cricket grub, and teeth like a rhinoceros.

With just some simple grooming, Qin Jingru looked charming.

"Jingru, you are so beautiful today." Xu Damao thought Qin Jingru paid attention to the conference because of him.

Qin Jingru smiled vaguely, stood up, went into the room, took off her bloated black cotton-padded jacket, and changed into a slim-fitting bright red coat.

Then he took out a pair of specially tailored trousers from the cabinet.

Most of the trousers of this era were wide-leg trousers, which were convenient for working on the body, but they were not beautiful in appearance.

Qin Jingru's trousers have modified trouser legs and tightened hips. When worn on the body, the graceful curves can be fully displayed.

As a result, Wang Weidong was slightly stunned when he saw Qin Jingru for the first time.

This woman usually doesn't think that when she is really dressed up, she is no worse than Qin Huairu.

No, it should be said that it is far more than Qin Huairu.

After all, Qin Jingru's plump body is unmatched by Qin Huairu.

"Master, you are old, sit down quickly." When Qin Jingru saw Wang Weidong, a surge of heat surged in her heart, and she quickly bent down to move a chair for Wang Weidong.

At this time, the tailored trousers showed their value. The moment Qin Jingru bent down, the peach shape was highlighted.

"..." Wang Weidong felt that Qin Jingru went a little too far. If she wore such clothes in front of so many residents, she would inevitably be criticized if someone reported her.

If you have the chance, remind her that as a human being, you still have to keep your tail between your legs.

"Thank you, Comrade Qin Jingru." Wang Weidong sat down gently and looked up at Xu Damao: "Comrade Damao, are everyone here?"

Hearing this, Xu Damao stood up and looked around. After looking around, he frowned and said, "Master, Yan Bugui doesn't seem to be here."

Yan Bugui is the main dish tonight, how can he be absent! Wang Weidong nodded and said: "Comrade Damao, please go and invite the third uncle over."

"yes!"

Xu Damao rushed to the front yard with long strides, his trouser legs twisted into twists.

Yan family.

Yan Bugui sat in front of the table, writing invitations with a brush in his hand under the dim light.

After the third aunt finished clearing the dishes, she started nagging about Yan Bugui.

"Lao Yan, there is a meeting tonight, why are you writing this!"

Yan Bugui put down his brush and frowned: "Jie Cheng, I think something is wrong tonight. Nothing major happened in our compound in the past two days. Why did Xu Damao organize a meeting and claim that Liu Hongchang would

Participate!”

"Liu Hongchang is now the director of Lanhua Automobile Factory. He has to take care of the food and drink of tens of thousands of workers and attend ministry meetings. I heard the principal of our school said that he once wanted to invite Liu Hongchang to the school to give a report to the students.

Liu Hongchang refused because he didn't have time."

"For such a busy person, he must have something important to do when he returns to the courtyard."

Hearing Yan Bugui's words, the third aunt began to murmur in her heart.

She took off her apron, sat on the chair, stared at Yan Bugui and asked: "Old man, you know how to calculate. Why is the conference held tonight?"

"I think Xu Damao wants to deal with me!" Yan Bugui said coldly: "Look, there were originally three stewards in our compound. After Yi Zhonghai was ousted by Liu Hongchang, Liu Haizhong and I were the only ones left. Liu Haizhong in front

I was dealt with by Xu Damao a while ago because of the wine bottle issue, and this time it’s my turn.”

"Then, what should we do? That boy Xu Damao is a sinister person." The third aunt was worried.

Yan Bugui waved his hand to signal her to calm down: "He Xu Damao is insidious, and I, Lao Yan, am not at the mercy of others. Don't you want to hold a conference? I won't go to attend, let's see what you do!"

After saying that, Yan Bugui stood up and walked into the room: "No matter who comes to invite you later, just say that I am sick and cannot attend the meeting."

"Understood~!" The third aunt gave a thumbs up: "Old man, you are still smart!"

"That's right!" Yan Bugui said proudly, "I am an old teacher. I have read more books than they have eaten. They want to fight with me. It is just a daydream."

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"What? You said the third uncle is sick?" Xu Damao stood at the door and looked at the third aunt in disbelief.

"Yes, it seems to be more serious. He is lying on the bed right now!" The third aunt nodded.

Xu Damao looked at her suspiciously and frowned: "Third aunt, are you lying to me? In the afternoon, I saw the third uncle pulling a cart full of radishes and cabbage back to the courtyard in a rickshaw. He was so energetic.

You are better than young people, how can you say that you will get sick when you are sick?"

The third aunt made a serious face: "Da Mao, what you said is wrong. Haven't you heard that sickness comes like a mountain? Sickness must happen in the blink of an eye. In order to lie to you, can I curse Lao Yan?

"

.....You can still do such a thing.

Xu Damao was not a fool, and he immediately realized that Yan Bugui must have fallen ill to avoid tonight's conference.

but.

But he had no choice.

No matter how unreasonable he was, he couldn't carry an old man lying on the bed unable to move to the venue.

With no other choice, Xu Damao could only return home feeling depressed and told Wang Weidong the news of Yan Bugui's illness.

"Master, Yan Bugui must have noticed something. He pretended to be sick and didn't come to the conference. What should we do?"

"Oh, if he doesn't attend the conference, then we will hold the conference at his home, in front of his bed!"

Wang Weidong was determined to punish Yan Bugui for maliciously extorting residents, so naturally he would not give up halfway.

"Yes, we can have a meeting at the third uncle's house and see what other excuses he has!" Xu Damao's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this idea.

"Then go and arrange it."

With Xu Damao as his little helper, Wang Weidong naturally did not have to do everything himself. He sat on the bench and drank the tea poured by Qin Jingru.

Oh, Comrade Damao is so grand, it’s actually Longjing tea.

Xu Damao was eager to do things for Wang Weidong. He walked into the crowd with his hands behind his back. Under the gaze of the residents, he said loudly: "The third uncle is sick and can't move in bed. The first uncle feels sympathy for the third uncle and now decides to set the meeting location in

Yan family, everyone, please go to the Yan family immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, the residents were shocked.

"Having a meeting at Yan's house? What's going on? We hold meetings in the courtyard, aren't we always in the middle courtyard?"

"Looking at what you said, it is true that it was held in the Central Court before, but no one has stipulated that the conference can only be held in the Central Court."

"...That's true!"

"Besides, this is because the first uncle cares about the third uncle. The third uncle should be touched."

"Yep....."

"Also, you don't want to pay the Yan family a gift of six yuan, right?"

"That's true..."

Everyone actually understood the purpose of tonight's meeting. After thinking about it, they made a unanimous decision in an instant.

Everyone headed towards Yan's house in the front yard in a mighty manner.

....

It was cold in winter, and the third aunt, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, and Yan Jiekuang were preparing to put the purchased radishes and cabbages into the vegetable cellar to prevent them from freezing.

They were shocked when they saw so many people coming to their home.

The third aunt accidentally let go of her hand, and the radish fell to the ground and hit her foot. The pain made her cover her foot and scream.

Yan Jiecheng didn't care to check the situation of the third aunt, and rushed forward to stop those people.

"Everyone, everyone, are you here to give out gifts this late at night?"

"What kind of gift are you giving me? You can just dream! I said that the meeting tonight will be held at your Yan's house!"

Xu Damao walked out from the crowd, looked at Yan Jiecheng and sneered twice.

Yan Jiecheng was shocked when he heard this. He had already heard from the third aunt about the purpose of the meeting in the evening.

Originally he admired Yan Bugui's wise decision, but now that he saw the residents gathered around him, he realized that Yan Bugui's rank was far inferior to Wang Weidong's.

It's just that Yan Bugui is hiding at home writing a gift list. If someone sees it, he will be in big trouble.

Yan Jiecheng could only try his best to delay time while winking at Yan Jiekang.

Yan Jiekuang rushed into the house.

Yan Bugui put down his brush and glared at him: "You are so panicked, what are you doing! How did I educate you? If the mountain collapses in front of you, your appearance will not change, and the elk will thrive on the left, but your eyes will not blink. You will come again tomorrow.

Copy the ancient poems I assigned you twice."

"Dad, First Master and Xu Damao are here with their people. They said they are going to hold a meeting at our house." Yan Jiekuang was panting.

"Ah! Oh no, no, no, what can we do?"

Yan Bugui, who just kept saying that he wanted Mount Tai to collapse without changing his expression, now became an ant on a hot pot, spinning around in the room.

"Dad, please lie down on the bed!" Yan Jiecheng saw the dark figure getting closer and closer through the glass window, so he had to remind him.

"Yes, yes, pretending to be sick..."

Only then did Yan Bugui wake up and hurriedly ran to the back room. He made too many moves and knocked over the ink bottle on the table.

The black ink spilled all over the floor, which made Yan Bugui feel very distressed. The ink cost five cents a bottle!

When Yan Jiecheng saw Yan Bugui trying to put away the ink bottle, he stamped his feet anxiously: "Dad, you're pretending to be sick, it's too late."

Yan Bugui reluctantly looked at the ink gradually soaking into the blue brick floor, gritted his teeth, turned around and entered the room, pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

At this time, Xu Damao had already brought people into the house.

Seeing the gift list on the table and the ink spilled on the floor, everyone knew what was going on, and looked at Yan Jiekuang with unkind eyes.

"Xie Kuang, where is your father?"

"My father is sick and is lying in bed right now." Yan Jiekuang saw Xu Damao striding towards the back room and reached out to stop Xu Damao.

Unfortunately, Xu Damao turned slightly to the side, opened the door directly, and walked in.

Looking at Yan Bugui who was covered in quilt, Xu Damao smiled and said, "Third uncle, you have to thank Factory Director Liu this time!"

....Thank you? I hate him so much, Yan Bugui cursed, sticking his head out from the quilt, pretending to be weak.

"How do you say this?"

Hehe, he really looks like one, his face is pale, his eyes are sunken, his lips are chapped, and his speech is weak.

Tsk tsk, if you can pretend to be sick and look like this, it would be a pity if Yan Bugui didn't go to the drama troupe to act in a play.

Xu Damao sneered twice and said: "Director Liu saw that you were sick, so in order to take care of your health, he specially held the meeting at your home. Director Liu cares about you so much, shouldn't you thank him?"

"Ah...yes, I have to thank you." Yan Bugui gritted his teeth secretly.

After being bullied, you still have to thank others. Is there such a truth in the world?

Ouch, my heart hurts.

....

Xu Damao pretended not to realize that Yan Bugui was pretending to be sick. He left the room and walked to Wang Weidong: "Director Liu, now that everyone is here, we can have a meeting."

Wang Weidong sat on the chair in the main room, his face gradually became serious, and he stared at the third aunt and said: "Third aunt, I heard that Yan Jiecheng is getting married?"

The third aunt could only nod.

"That's what happened. The woman's name is Huang Xiaocui, a female worker in the textile factory. Her uncle is the leader of the lumber factory, named Liu Guangde. The banquet is scheduled for tomorrow, and the venue is in our courtyard. We originally planned to invite you to attend.

....."

The third aunt Luo Liba talked a lot, but Wang Weidong waved his hand to stop her, "Today we have a meeting in the courtyard, and what we want to discuss is your family's banquet."

"Originally, Yan Jiecheng was able to find someone else after his divorce. My neighbors in the courtyard and I were happy for him and were willing to send our sincere blessings to the newlyweds. We hope that after they get married, they can work together to contribute to the construction of

Contribute to the motherland."

"but."

"A gift of six yuan! You actually charge a gift of six yuan from every household!"

.....