Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, an outlaw lunatic

In the mutton restaurant.

He Yuzhu, who was also generous, beckoned and asked for a catty of mutton.

after that.

Across the hot hot pot, he looked at Yan Jiecheng who was lying on the table frowning.

It was He Yuzhu who spoke first.

"Isn't Yu Li going to divorce you?"

"As for being so frowning."

"Don't think my brother's words are harsh. As the saying goes, if the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come."

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng looked up at himself, but didn't make a sound, He Yuzhu continued.

"how?"

"Don't be mad at me!"

"This isn't my brother's treat, it's an apology to you."

"To tell you the truth, don't think I'm talking bad. You really have to think about yourself. Qin Huairu can do it. Although the man is dead, he will have both sons and daughters."

at last.

at this time.

Yan Jiecheng spoke.

The so-called short-handed, cannibalistic short-mouthed.

Yan Jiecheng, who didn't show much displeasure, said politely and boldly: "A man stands between heaven and earth, how can he be short-tempered because of his son and daughter's affection."

He Yuzhu was taken aback when he heard Yan Jiecheng's words.

To tell the truth.

He never thought that Yan Jiecheng could say such a sentence.

These emotions made this young master of the Yan family seem to have great ambitions.

But then again.

After all, his father is also a cultural person. This guy has been well-educated, and it is reasonable for him to be able to speak a word or two of level.

Feeling emotional.

soon.

Yan Jiecheng's expression became lonely.

Down with a glass of wine.

after that.

Yan Jiecheng opened up the conversation.

"It's not our old man."

"He lost his job, and now, I also lost my job. It doesn't matter if my wife and daughter-in-law don't get along with me. The key is that I don't have a job. How will I make a living in the future?"

"You can't open your mouth wide, face west, and drink the northwest wind directly."

originally.

He Yuzhu wanted to guide Yan Xiecheng in this direction by using the so-called treat to dinner.

results.

The grandson came up with this topic by himself, which saved He Yuzhu's effort.

"That's true."

"After all, the third master often said that if you can't eat poorly or drink poorly, you will be poor if you don't know how to calculate. The key is that if you don't earn money, even if you calculate, you can't calculate a penny."

While talking, He Yuzhu took the mutton handed over by the service staff, put it on the table, and then put some in the hot pot.

"This mutton will take a while to cook, come, let's eat some peanuts first."

"Both of us, let's have a drink first."

talking.

He Yuzhu has already raised his glass.

Although Yan Jiecheng was aroused by the delicious mutton, he only took a few glances at the hot pot, and finally became unhappy again.

see this.

Only then did He Yuzhu lead to the following, referring to what he had seen and heard intentionally or unintentionally.

"Speaking of these days, it's really a strange thing."

"Even his m's beggar is more nourishing than our working-class life."

He Yuzhu heard such a sentence suddenly.

Yan Jiecheng directly raised his head, called Brother Zhuzi kindly, and then asked, "How do you say that?"

"have nothing to say."

He Yuzhu, who was shaking his chopsticks, just covered up the topic, and then, holding peanuts, he glanced at Yan Jiecheng's reaction from the corner of his eye.

Obviously.

Because He Yuzhu's topic popped up suddenly, Yan Jiecheng was aroused a lot of interest.

In particular, He Yuzhu acted like a guinea pig and fueled the fire, which greatly increased Yan Jiecheng's interest.

"Brother, we can't be so dishonest."

"Half of what I said, what's going on?"

"What does it mean to have a meal that is more nourishing than our working-class life? Where does this come from?"

"It's not that there are no beggars passing by in our hospital, all of them are pitiful and dirty. I don't see any living conditions that are not moist."

"Besides, people like them don't eat their last meal. How can they compare with the working class."

Yan Jiecheng talked more.

Seeing this guy ask this.

This is the end.

Only then did He Yuzhu put down his chopsticks, and just looked at Yan Jiecheng.

"I said brother, you can't say that."

"This requires rice, and there are many kinds."

"The one you mentioned is naturally eating the last meal without the next meal, but it's different from what I said."

Say half.

Just click it.

For He Yuzhu, all he had to do was step by step and induce Yan Xiecheng.

"Brother, I don't understand this. Are there many kinds of rice?"

Yan Jiecheng frowned.

"Those who beg for food are naturally poor, but those who beg for money are not poor."

"Do you know Houhai?"

Seeing Yan Xiecheng nodded.

He Yuzhu then continued.

"Some time ago, when I was passing by Houhai, I saw some beggars who were looking after foreigners. After a day, I made a lot of money, and there is foreign exchange!"

"It's just that it's not easy to win the sympathy of foreigners."

"I'm afraid it won't work if you're young."

"Elder ones, even those with arms and legs."

"If you lose arms and legs, in exchange for the sympathy of foreigners, you can just lie down and get rich one day."

Done.

He Yuzhu looked at Yan Jiecheng, who was deep in thought, and did not disturb him.

"Lie down and get rich?"

"Missing arms and legs?"

"real or fake?"

"I've seen those people before. There's no reason to get rich."

While whispering.

Yan Jiecheng supported his chin with his right hand while still twitching his index finger at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the heat is almost here.

He Yuzhu picked up the chopsticks: "Brother, don't think so much, your family doesn't have that condition. Come, eat mutton, the mutton is already cooked."

This is the end.

Only then did Yan Jiecheng come back to his senses.

Although his stomach was still growling, he didn't move his chopsticks in a hurry, but looked at He Yuzhu who was stuffing mutton into his mouth, and asked urgently: "Brother, do you think our old man is suitable for this job? "

Actually.

What He Yuzhu was waiting for was Yan Xiecheng's words.

in previous tasks.

But there is one who helps Yan Bugui get a job again.

As for what kind of business.

It depends on how she, He Yuzhu, operates.

Although this task has no time limit, it has been pressed for a while.

He Yuzhu wanted to operate, but he had no chance.

But now it's different.

This is the situation of the Yan family.

Especially Yan Jiecheng, whose wife divorced him and lost his job.

Originally inherited Yan Pugui and his wife's ability to calculate, Yan Xiecheng is a filial master.

And at this time.

He Yuzhu thought that with a little guidance, he could guide Yan Xiecheng to the direction he had given him.

now.

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was so interested.

He Yuzhu, who was not in a hurry, continued to follow the gradual route.

after all.

If Yan Jiecheng had adopted the method he provided and Yan Bugui became furious afterwards and wanted to settle the old score, he, He Yuzhu, would also be able to get rid of this matter.

"I said brother, what are you kidding?"

"Let's not say that your old man is an intellectual in our courtyard. If you do this job, it wouldn't be shameful. Besides, your old man doesn't have this condition."

He Yuzhu shook his head, indicating that this would not work.

But He Yuzhu became more and more like this.

Yan Jiecheng thought more and more about this road.

"Not necessarily."

Yan Jiecheng muttered in a low voice.

"I said brother, don't mess around. You won't do anything to the third master, right?"

Facing He Yuzhu's inquiry.

Yan Jiecheng said, "How could it be?"

after that.

Yan Jiecheng raised his wine glass like this, wanting to drink with He Yuzhu.

but.

at this moment.

The red-faced Yan Jiecheng thought: "It seems that I have to investigate how this matter is going. If it works, I will go to my dad to discuss it. No, my dad is probably not that easy to discuss. It seems that I just You can sneak around and find an opportunity to take the opportunity to break my dad's leg!"

What Yan Jiecheng said in his heart naturally couldn't escape He Yuzhu's mind reading skills.

This is the end.

He Yuzhu had the bottom line in his heart, and the dutiful sons and grandsons of the Yan family fell for the trap he set.