The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

Silly Zhu’s house in the middle courtyard.

Mrs. Jia Zhang had a gloomy look on her face, and she didn't look happy even though she was celebrating the New Year. She was thinking about Bangge and wondered if he would be able to eat dumplings during the New Year.

"Grandma, aren't you going to eat?" Xiaodang couldn't help but said as he watched Mrs. Jia Zhang sitting there, not moving, in a daze.

"Eat your food, your grandma misses your brother again. To say the same, your brother doesn't know how to write a letter to your family during the Chinese New Year. It's been several months and there is no news at all." Qin Huairu said.

As he said this, he couldn't help complaining. Banggeng contacted his family once when he started losing money, but he never contacted his family again after that.

Silly Zhu was eating dumplings heartlessly on the other side. He said at the same time: "Hey, you guys, there is no need to worry. It's a good thing that Bangge doesn't contact his family."

After hearing what Silly Zhu said, Jia Zhang stood up before he finished speaking, as if she was going to fight with him: "Sinzhu, why are you talking? How come it's a good thing that Bangge doesn't contact his family?"

"Old lady, don't be impatient, just listen to what I have to say. You think about it, he has such a cool personality, and when he contacts us, he will either have a bad life, or something must have happened. So, he doesn't talk to his family.

Contact is really not a bad thing. You are right, Sophora japonica."

Huaihua nodded and agreed with what Silly Zhu said: "Grandma, what my silly father said is right, my brother is really that kind of person."

The uncle also persuaded: "Sister-in-law, let's eat. Zhuzi is right. Bangge is not a child now. He can take good care of himself."

After the death of my eldest mother, the first man began to want to find out what happened that afternoon. Why did his wife suddenly have a heart attack?

Then he started to live together with Shazhu and Qin Huairu's family. After all, after the eldest mother passed away, there was no one to wash, cook and take care of the housework. If he hadn't partnered with Shazhu's family, I really don't know how this life would have ended.

How to live.

Even if he is not short of money now, he can't hire a nanny in this era. He has to go to work during the day and come back at night to cook, wash and take care of the housework. Then he doesn't even have a free time in the day. This is definitely not possible, so he asked Qin Huairu

To put it plainly, they want to live together together. When he retires, Qin Huairu's family will also help him take care of him in his old age. When he passes away, his family's belongings, house and money will be given to their family.

Qin Huairu agreed without even thinking about it. She had already figured it out before. It would not be a loss to provide for the old man in old age. Not to mention the house and savings, the pension would be quite large after the old man retired. One month's pension

No fool would be willing to give her two months' salary. Although the uncle has not handed over the deposit yet, Qin Huairu believed that it would be a matter of time before she got the money by her own means.

It's a matter.

"Huh." Mrs. Jia Zhang snorted lightly without saying anything else. She picked up the dumplings in front of her and started eating.

………

The backyard of Xu Damao's house.

Wang Dani saw Xu Damao holding the letter sent by Erhu without even reading it aloud, so she hurriedly said: "You should read out what Erhu said in the letter."

"Why are you so anxious? I'm just reading it." Xu Damao said, putting aside the letter after reading it, and then said: "Erhu's letter said that we don't have to worry, he is living a good life there, he has food and drink.

, it’s just that the temperature over there is too cold, let’s send him some thick cotton-padded clothes.”

"That's good, that's good." He also thought that he didn't have thick cotton-padded clothes at home, and he couldn't afford to make new ones, so he said to Dahu: "Dahu, why don't you send your cotton-padded clothes to your brother first.

Anyway, you work in a movie theater and it’s not cold. I’ll make you a new outfit when I get tickets at home.”

Xu Damao objected before Dahu agreed: "No, I'd better ask someone to get some tickets. Dahu has been wearing this cotton-padded coat for several years, and it doesn't keep him warm. There's not much use in sending it here. That ghost from Heihe

In this place, I heard that winter temperatures can reach minus 40 to 50 degrees below zero.”

"Ah, it's so cold. It won't freeze people to death."

Xu Damao rolled his eyes at Wang Dani and said angrily: "What do you know? People stay in their houses all the time in the winter. There are fire pits and fire walls in the house, and they are more comfortable than ours. As you said, they are all freezing to death. They are organized."

How can we let so many educated youths pass by?"

After saying that, he looked at Dahu who was aside: "Dahu, you have been studying for a few months, how is it? Now you can play movies alone."

"It should be possible, but my master is afraid that I will damage the projector, so he won't let me play it alone."

"In this way, when you guys have a holiday, you can follow me to the commune and play a few movies. I'll see if you can do well. If it works, I'll ask your grandfather to talk to your leaders and let you play movies alone in the future." Xu Damao

He knows why he is worried about damaging the equipment, or he wants to lure their big tiger to work for him as free labor. This is an undisclosed secret in the industry, and he can't say anything, but their family is not everything.

I don’t understand Hina. Not to mention his father, he has also been a projectionist for more than ten years and has never seen anything in the world.

"Okay, okay. When I get to work, I will ask for leave to go to the commune with you for a few breaks." Dahu said excitedly. After all, no one wants to know it all by himself, and he also follows the master behind him. Not only is the hard work hard, but the

It belongs to him, and he still earns little money.

"No, let's wait until you get off work, which is within the next few days."

………

Yanbu Guijia’s front yard.

Before twelve o'clock, the children were so sleepy that they started to cheer up. Yan Jiecheng quickly asked the four of them to go back to bed. He and Yu Li stayed behind to accompany Yan Bugui, the third aunt, and Yan Jiedi to stay up late.

At twelve o'clock, Yan Jiecheng lit the hung firecrackers, and then he and Yu Li went home and lay down.

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yan Jiecheng got up very early.

The first thing I did when I got up was to put the dumplings I packed last night into the pot, and then I went out and set off a bunch of firecrackers.

Before the dumplings in the pot were cooked, I heard loud shouting from Yanbu Gui's house.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Yan Jiefang and his wife were back, otherwise no one would have gone to Yanbu Gui's house to cause trouble early in the morning, especially since today was the first day of the Lunar New Year. If outsiders came to make trouble, it would not be a feud.

So Yan Jiecheng quickly called Yu Li up and asked her to look at the dumplings in the pot while he went over to take a look.

As soon as they arrived outside Yan Bugui's house, they saw Wu Juan and Yan Bugui confronting each other in the house. Yan Jiefang stood on Wu Juan's side, and the third aunt stood on Yan Bugui's side.

The four people were noisy and blushed. When they saw Yan Jiecheng coming, they quickly let him in.

"Brother, tell me, there is a father who does this..." Wu Juan pointed at Yan Jiecheng and scolded Yan Bugui, as if Yan Bugui had done something outrageous.

"Ahem, cough, this. You guys go ahead. I'm still cooking dumplings at home. I have to go back and watch." After saying that, Yan Jiecheng sneaked home while they were not paying attention. He shouldn't be involved in this matter. The more he interferes, the more chaotic it becomes.

No matter if they quarrel for a few words, they will break up.