Through the courtyard, I became a big villain

The first day of the trial operation ended relatively early, and the meals were all purchased in the morning and arrived in the morning, so all the hotel staff got off work soon.

Xu Yang left earlier and followed the Qin family sisters back home.

No matter how good an explanation is, no persuasion can satisfy them more.

Under the leadership of Han Chunming, Sha Zhushen held a small summary meeting with Liu Lan and Cai Xiaoli and arrived home at 5 pm.

It was still dark, and the silly Zhuren, who had been reluctant to buy a bicycle for so many years, jingled the bicycle bell three times before reaching the door.

"Silly Zhu, you just came back."

When the third master heard the movement, he went out to take a look. After all, he was always ready to take advantage of others.

"That can't be helped. The hotel leadership has a meeting. I'm going to get off work a little later than ordinary waiters."

Silly Zhu said triumphantly.

"Tsk tsk, this is much better than being in the factory. I took a look and bought a bicycle. There are still..."

"Yo, silly Zhu, did you buy meat and wine?"

"what happened?"

The small eyes of the third master philistine immediately narrowed.

"Hey, nothing can hide from your eyes, Third Master. I'll cook two dishes later, come over and have some?"

"That feeling is good, that feeling is good."

The third master immediately laughed out of a chrysanthemum bloom.

Sha Zhu whistled and returned home. Today, he bought two catties of meat, which happened to go with some stir-fried vegetables such as peppers and potatoes, plus two lotus whites, and invited the uncles to drink.

There is a saying in the storytelling, how do you say that wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, like walking in brocade clothes at night?

It should be such a sentence.

Silly Zhu thinks so, his salary of 400 a month is probably going to surpass most of the people in Beiping, how much is the daily medicine for the stick in the future?

I, silly, will never live a tight life again!

Silly Zhu silently recited the declaration in his heart.

The third master outside came to the door without waiting for a while.

"Third Master, I haven't finished cooking this dish yet, but you are actively working on it."

"That's not it, I'm just here to see if I can help..."

The third master who was exposed said with a smile.

"That's not necessary. I don't need help for the kitchen. You can call the second and third masters for me."

"By the way, please call Xu Damao too."

Silly Zhu had a good time.

That boy Xu Damao heard that he was still cleaning toilets, and it cost 17 yuan a month, just like he was a temporary worker before.

Today I have to have a long face.

"Ah? It's not just me."

The third master swallowed his saliva looking at the steaming meat dish that had been fried, thinking that he could eat more today.

"You idiot, I'll have my meal later."

The second uncle complained and then told the second aunt to lift her butt.

His pension of around 40 yuan is still very strong at this time, and the quality of life has not declined much. He is mainly willing to drink when he goes there.

"Go right away."

The uncle also readily agreed. Since his wife died, he has no guarantee of eating.

Originally, he often went to Sha Zhu's for dinner, not to mention that today he made a decision that went against his ancestors.

"Xu Damao, let's go, go to Sha Zhu's house for dinner."

"Knock on the door, Xu Damao hasn't come home yet!"

Xu Zhang opened the door and said angrily.

Their family is no longer home.

My grandson is doing nonsense outside every day, of course it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he should scold him for not taking money from home!

Neither is Xu Damao, it doesn't count if he doesn't take money from home, he doesn't want to go home every day, so why should he work overtime if he cleans the toilet?

Every day after nine o'clock, I fell asleep and fell asleep.

What's the point of living this day...

Might as well...

Mrs. Xu and Zhang passed the second uncle and looked at the first uncle who was walking towards Shazhu's house in the front yard with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, he didn't come back, that's all right, you should rest first."

The third master closed the door without seeing Xu Damao.

"Hey? Don't, please me too."

Jia Zhang said enthusiastically.

"Don't...don't..."

The third master took a step back in fear.

"We didn't bring any family..."

"They're all men."

The third master found an excellent excuse.

Isn't that just right?

Such years flashed through Xu Zhang's mind, but he definitely couldn't say it, so he closed the door regretfully and made some steamed buns by himself.

After the third master returned to the middle courtyard, he told Shazhu about the fact that Xu Damao didn't get home until after 9 o'clock every night.

Silly Zhu put the last dish on the table and slapped his head.

"Yeah, why did I forget about that?"

"Guys, eat first, I'll go find him, I have a bicycle, and my legs are fast."

At this time, Sha Zhu didn't forget to remind the three uncles that he had just bought a bicycle, so he should respect himself.

Sha Zhu was still in the excitement of buying a new bicycle, regardless of his body in his 40s, he rushed all the way into the rolling mill.

The guard didn't know that he had resigned yet and let him in directly.

Shazhu, who is familiar with the road, soon found Xu Damao next to the blast furnace in the second workshop. Although the fire was extinguished, there was still warmth, and Xu Damao was sleeping in a ball next to the stove in disgrace.

"Hehe, why is there a beggar in this unit, wake him up quickly!"

"Take off his pants!"

"Write him out!"

Silly Zhu learned several sounds to stimulate Xu Damao.

"Stupid column!"

Xu Damao was awakened quickly.

"You old bachelor! Ugly people do more tricks!"

Xu Damao scolded him angrily and turned over to continue sleeping.

"Why are you still sleeping, there are fly ash under the stove, go, go back, go to my house for a drink!"

"Drink? Can you afford alcohol?"

Xu Damao half sat up and looked at Sha Zhu mockingly.

Because Shazhu has to pay for the medical expenses of the stick, so the same temporary worker's salary is definitely not as good as him.

This was Xu Damao's last solace in the yard.

"Tsk tsk..."

"Yeah, I forgot, you didn't go today, no one invited you."

"I tell you, the man has long since quit!"

"Now I'm a restaurant chef outside, one month, this amount!"

Silly stick out four fingers.

"What? Now which restaurant dares to hire a chef without permission? Give you 40 salary?"

"Did you earn 40 yuan when you were a second-level chef?"

Xu Damao thought that Shazhu was having a dream of Spring and Autumn, and said mockingly.

"Hehe, it's a frog in a well, isn't it?"

Sha Zhu satirized Xu Damao with the rare idioms he heard from storytelling.

"The higher-ups now encourage private ownership, and now the streets and alleys know about it, so you don't know anything about Tmall in the toilet."

Silly Zhu looked at Xu Damao with a look that you are behind the times.

He even added another provocative sentence: "And my salary is not 40, but! Four! Hundred!"

"What the hell!"

"Damn you!"

Xu Damao howled!