Teacher He of the Siheyuan

Yi Zhonghai was still in a daze, in a dazed state, and his good son Xu Damao kept pouring him wine.

He Daqing asked, "Is Lao Yi happy today?"

Yi Zhonghai drank good wine and ate good meat subconsciously replied "Happy"

The first mother sat silently, speechless.

Looking at this warm family of three, He Daqing smiled deeply.

In order not to destroy the full sense of happiness, he dragged the ignorant Yan Bugui outside.

Yan Bugui tore off a piece of pork trotter and said aggrievedly, "Old He, wait a minute, I'm not full yet."

He Daqing pulled Brother Yan as hard as a chick, and he didn't let go until he went all the way to the middle court despite his objections.

"Hey, old He, why are your hands so strong?" Yan Bugui rubbed his sore arm and couldn't help complaining, "Besides, when Xu Damao asked me to come, he agreed to have meat. food"

"It's not that I'm short of these two pieces of meat, it's that you can't keep your promises, right?"

"Confucius said: If you don't believe what you say, you don't know what to do.

If a person does not speak credit, how can he talk about standing in the world?Integrity is the foundation of our life and the core of our conduct. "

Old Yan Bugui dropped his book bag in a straight-forward manner, as if he had disrespected Confucius for not being able to eat meat.

He Daqing looked at Brother Yan, who was full of greasy mouth and still holding a piece of pig's trotter in his hand, really didn't know what else to say.

So he said with a smile, "Lao Yan, you speak well, and you must be trustworthy."

Yan Bugui climbed up the pole, "Yes, you also said that I was right, then I'll go back and have a drink, shall we come together?"

This guy actually invited him to go back together and destroy the beginning of Yi Zhonghai's happy life in his later years.

He Daqing stretched out ten fingers with a smile and asked, "Brother Yan, what do my ten fingers look like?"

Yan Bugui didn't understand what else this finger could look like, and asked doubtfully, "What does it look like?"

"Like the ten yuan you owe me?" He Daqing said.

Yan Bugui "..."

He never dreamed that he would be invited out to eat meat at night, and he would run into a black-hearted capitalist maliciously demanding money after he hadn't eaten a few bites.

"This...isn't this 9 yuan and 8 cents? I paid you back [-] cents last time." Yan Bugui defended himself, "And what's the relationship between us? I'm your second uncle in the courtyard and I'm the third. Follow your steps"

"I'm thinking of you too." He Daqing said earnestly, "You are a high-level intellectual and scholar, and you are also a high-profile third master in the courtyard. How can you bear the reputation of not paying back the money you owe?"

"Have you ever thought about it, what will others do if they find out about this matter, besides, your family eats chicken, and a chicken costs several dollars, right?"

"But I don't have any money right now." Yan Bugui swallowed, then crouched on the ground disregarding his image and began to sell miserably, his voice was a little choked up, "Old He, Brother He, please give me some time, I will Don’t you know what’s going on at home? It’s the old and the young, and the children haven’t eaten chicken for a whole year.”

When Brother Yan talked about the situation at home, two tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

"And didn't we agree when we were drinking at your house, give me time to pay back slowly?"

An old man squatting on the cold ground and crying at night in winter is really a miserable appearance. Most people will definitely soften their hearts when they see it.

While watching Yan Bugui's wonderful performance, He Daqing scored a high score of 6.5 in his heart, at least surpassing 70% of domestic films.

The scoring point is mainly due to the transformation from a high-ranking moral model who likes to preach, to an old man who is devastated by life and frustrated at the moment of being charged.

The point of deduction is mainly because Brother Yan was still holding on to the trotters of the pig tightly in his hands when he was performing. Putting the pig's hand with the human hand really made him a bit of a show.

"Old Yan, I know all about your difficulties." He Daqing squatted down with him, "I also understand."

"However, you also know that the family just bought two cars, and the family property was wiped out in one fell swoop. I originally thought that Zhu Zi would use it when he met a girl on a blind date, but he didn't have anything to do with it again."

"I'm not in a hurry. The main reason is that Zhuzi knows about your debts. I see that he's in a bad mood recently. I'm afraid that if one day he doesn't say anything, won't it ruin your reputation?"

Since He Daqing has become a good person, the bad person can only be done by his stupid son. This is called father and son unity.

The reputation of Shazhu's big mouth is well-known in the courtyard. Yan Bugui was a little scared when he heard that it might come from his mouth, but thinking of paying back the money would be like poaching his heart.

He Daqing saw that Brother Yan was already a little hesitant, so he added the last straw to him.

He said in a persuasive manner, "Old Yan, do you think this is a good idea? Now you go home and take ten yuan and give it to me. This will be done in front of the pillar. It will be the same if I lend it to you after tonight."

Yan Bugui was so forced that he couldn't help it, and when he heard this method, he immediately felt that it was easy to use, "Old He, this method is fine"

Then I was suspicious again, "Will the money be returned to me?"

"I lent it to you." He Daqing corrected, "You don't know my character yet."

Yan Bugui went home with the pig's trotters to get some money, but he dumped the box as soon as he got home, which made the three mothers a little strange.

"Didn't you go to Xu Damao's house for a drink, old man? Why did you come back so soon?"

"Yes, Dad, what is Xu Damao's grandson looking for from you?" Yan Jiecheng also came up to him and asked at this time.

It's just that the small eyes have been staring at the pig's trotters on the table.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui hurriedly kicked his son out, "Go, go, don't interrupt when your lord is talking."

Yan Jiecheng pursed his lips and left the room, and before going far, he came back and eavesdropped at the door.

I only heard Yan Bugui say, "It's the old man Yi Zhonghai who wanted to recognize Da Mao as his godson, and tricked me into drinking, but I didn't drink until I ran into a debt collector, He Daqing."

"What, it's a big deal for Yi Zhonghai to accept his son, but why did he blindly see Xu Damao, a bad jumper?" The third mother's tone was a little annoyed.

"He doesn't have a son to take care of him, so he must want to adopt one, but he doesn't know how to rest assured." Yan Bugui thought for a while and said, "So I sent my attention to the courtyard."

"This doesn't allow Da Mao's father to run away just because he is short of a father. Yi Zhonghai may recognize him after drinking too much. Anyway, there is no loss."

After thinking about it, the third mother thought it made sense, and she would not eat the rice from Lao Yan's family if she recognized it, but it was a pity that her old man only brought back a pig's trotter.

"By the way, what did you just say about debt collectors?"

"It's not He Daqing, just now he chased me to ask my nephew for the money for the banquet," Yan Bugui said with a bitter face.

"Why do you need it at this time? It's almost the end of the year and it's the time to spend money. He Laogui is too much." The third mother obviously looked a little ugly. "Ten yuan, how many fish do you have to catch to sell for ten yuan?" ah"

Yan Bugui corrected, "It's 9 yuan and 8 cents."

The two cents have been repaid.