Siheyuan: No one can afford this man

After the colleagues from the security department came back, Yan Jieli held a celebration party for everyone.

Looking at the energetic young men in front of him, Yan Jieli said with a smile on his face: "Everyone has worked hard these days!"

Looking at Bu Chao and the others, it seems that they have already prepared for it.

As soon as Yan Jieli's words fell, they howled loudly: "Serve the people!"

Yan Jieli laughed, and said a few words on the occasion.

It's just a meeting, that's all, as long as it makes sense.

After making an appointment to go to his home for a celebration banquet, Yan Jieli waved the crowd away.

Yan Jieli also got off work naturally.

……

Back in the courtyard, before entering the door, I found Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiefang sitting in the courtyard with nothing to do and coughing.

He greeted the two of them to go with him.

After entering the house, Yan Jieli pretended to take out two bags of biscuits from the cabinet, threw them to the two of them and said, "You guys did a good job this time, this is your reward."

The two boys looked at the biscuits, their eyes were almost straightened, and they looked flattered. This biscuit is a good thing. It is more expensive than white sugar. Most people have never even seen it, but Yan Jieli actually gave it a pack. .

The two stammered and said, "Xie, Brother Xie Li, is this for us?"

Seeing the excitement of the two, Yan Jieli couldn't help laughing.

People these days are really easy to pass. They don't even pay for a job. Just throwing a bag of biscuits to anyone can make them grateful.

Then with a smile, he took out two more five-yuan tickets from his pocket, handed one to each of them and said, "This will be your reward for your work this time."

The two were so excited that they stuffed the biscuits and money into the padded jacket, and said respectfully: "Brother Xie Li, it is only right to do things for you, you are too polite..."

Yan Jieli knew very well that if he wanted the horse to run, he had to be willing to feed the grass, not to mention that these things were just a drop in the bucket to him, and any leak from his fingers would be enough for the two of them, so naturally he wouldn't stingy.

Listening to the two complimenting him constantly, Yan Jieli's mind was not on this at all.

Yan Jieli kept knocking on the table, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said to the two of them: "I decided to expand the scale of the farm a little recently, you go there Ask around to see if there are any other houses nearby, the space must be large enough! It’s best to ask if it can be sold, it’s too troublesome to rent.”

When the two of them heard that Yan Jieli said they wanted to buy a house, they were taken aback immediately, and said in amazement: "Brother, are you sure you want to buy a house? The area at the front door is all in a high-end compound, especially the area of ​​Lao La's house that was originally But they are all lived by dignitaries, so the price is not low."

Yan Jieli shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't need to worry about money, you just need to help me with the matter."

"Besides, if you perform well, the organization will consider giving you some practical rewards as appropriate."

"Both of you don't want to live at home, do you? You may not be able to afford this courtyard house, but you have to arrange for this big tile-roofed house, right?"

"Otherwise, if you tell me that you have been with me for so long, and you are still crowded with the family members, where will I put my face?"

When Yan Jiefang heard this, he regained his energy immediately, patted his chest and said, "Brother, you can just leave this matter to me! My classmate's family has been defeated, and their family has long since lost that yard." Going to sell it."

Yan Jieli thought about the situation in that compound, and felt that it was really suitable.

People in the country pay attention to having a home. If it weren't for a certain degree of misery, they would definitely not be tempted to sell the house. It seems that Lao La's house is indeed dilapidated to a certain extent.

Liu Guangtian was a step slower, but he didn't forget to express: "Brother Xie Li, don't worry! I'm absolutely heartbroken to serve you, and I'll die after death!"

Yan Jiefang was also like an answering person, and said: "I am the same!"

Yan Jieli looked at the two of them, thought it was funny, and said angrily, "Okay, where did you two just come back from listening to storytelling? Did you bother with me? It's unlucky to be dead or not." ? Our life will be better in the future, just wait and enjoy the blessings!"

The two looked at each other, and laughed loudly: "Brother, then we'll go out to work, and try to settle the matter as soon as possible."

This time, the two boys are very motivated, after all, the cake Yan Jieli painted for them is too big.

Usually at home, my grandpa doesn’t love me and my grandma doesn’t love me. I’ve long thought about moving out and being independent, but I’m just too shy.

Yan Jieli's drawing of this big cake almost knocked the two of them unconscious.

……

On the other side of the juvenile prison, there are five or six juvenile delinquents in the cells.

Stick terrier curled up in a corner.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost half a month since Bang Geng arrived at the juvenile prison, and he was in tears every day.

It's not that he felt that he had done something wrong and regretted it.

But the life in the juvenile prison is really too hard.

Although the stick is dead, the "cheap old man" Sha Zhu has not let him suffer in the past two years. None of these.

Qin Huairu didn't let him suffer this kind of punishment when he was suffering, and would secretly get him some oil and water from time to time.

But in this juvenile detention center, the sticks are really unresponsive every day, and the ground is not working.

Especially these teenagers who were in the same cell as him, their crimes were not like petty theft like sticks, at least they were fighting in the street.

These days when the stick came in, he had to be beaten by them almost every day.

Although the stick is a bit stronger than children of the same age, after all, two fists are no match for four hands, and to put it bluntly, he is a nest, relying on his grandma's nonsense to pretend to be a big-tailed eagle in the courtyard.

Now that there was no backstage, how could he dare to show his teeth to those juvenile delinquents who might stab someone with a knife at every turn? At this moment, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to lift his head in the cell.

I was afraid that after meeting his eyes, someone would feel that he was upset, and would come over and beat him up again.

Several people in the cell were chatting and bragging, and the "boss" asked another person: "How did you get in?"

Another juvenile delinquent replied, "Me? There was no food at home. My sister kept crying, so I went out and grabbed something."

After asking around, anyway, although almost all of these boys came in because of "Quan Wu Xing", at least they are not selfish people. Even if one of them stabbed someone, it was because others bullied his sister. Fight back.

To put it bluntly, the nature is not bad.

The boss asked all the people, and only the stick who kept his head down was left. At this time, a man walked over wisely and brushed up the hair of the stick: "Hey, boy! How did you get in here?" .”

If someone had treated him like this in the courtyard, Bang Geng would have yelled at him long ago, but here he didn't dare to resist at all, so he had no choice but to say submissively: "Playing a hooligan."

When the other people in the cell heard that he actually came in because of being a hooligan, they were all stunned.

The eldest is the oldest, already 16 years old, and asked curiously: "How old are you? Are you just playing hooligans? Tell me?"

How could Banggen dare to say no? He obediently explained how he got into the women's bathroom and how he bullied Yan Jiedi.

"Fuck!" When the boss heard that the so-called hooliganism was actually bullying the little girl, he immediately became upset, and looked at him as if he was looking at the shit on the side of the road: "You call this hooliganism? What the fuck are you? Do you know that Xia Sanluan!"

Others also looked contemptuous after hearing this. There are very few only children these days, and almost all families have older sisters.Thinking of what the stick did, he was all out of breath, so everyone "took care" of him severely.