Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

After entering the courtyard, passing the screen wall and arriving at the front yard, I saw Yan Bugui tidying up his pots of flowers and plants. He was very careful and took good care of them.

When he heard the footsteps, he turned around immediately. His speed was unparalleled. He was worthy of being the gate god of the Siheyuan, with eyes and ears keeping an eye on all directions!

"Hey, isn't this Hong Guan? I haven't seen you leave the house these past few days. I'm relieved to see that you look good."

"Thank you, Uncle Three. Is this pot of flowers of yours a Clivia? It's very well maintained." This was not a compliment, because in the past life, when the price of Clivia in Peking was very high, a neighbor in the county town brought Clivia to Peking and sold it for 300,000 yuan, and the quality of the pot was just as good as this one!

Yan Bugui smiled happily, "You are the one who praised me, I just did some casual work, if you like it, take it away. When you are alone at home, having a pot of flowers, with a little greenery, will make you feel better!"

"Okay, I can't refuse a gift from my elder, so I'll accept it with a thick face!" As he said this, he walked to the windowsill and held Clivia in his arms, as if he was afraid that Yan Bugui would go back on his word.

Seeing Hong Guan's actions, Yan Bugui's mouth twitched, and he probably wanted to slap himself in his heart, but he was a generation older than Hong Guan and was in his forties, so he couldn't regret it.

With a forced smile on his face, he said, "Well, it's just a pot of flowers, it's nothing. You're alone at home, and no one cooks for you. Why don't you come to my house and eat together? I'll just give you a symbolic amount of food money, which is only ten dollars a month."

Damn it, you are really the reincarnation of a calculating expert. Now if a person earns more than five yuan a month, he is not considered a poor household. You want ten yuan from me? With the food in your house, even pickles are calculated by the root. You are trying to earn eight yuan from me with tears!

"No need, Third Uncle. You have a big family, so I won't add to the trouble. I'm going to work at the steel mill tomorrow. I'll bring an extra dish from the factory for lunch, and I'll just have one for dinner."

"Okay, you're grown up now, just make your own decision. What have you been doing?"

"Well, I was so sad these days that I just drank a lot. Now I've come to my senses and bought myself a dozen eggs to nourish myself. I'm still growing and I can't treat myself badly!"

Yan Bugui's smile became even more stiff. "Yes, yes, yes, you really need to make up for it. Your parents are gone, so you need to live a good life. By the way, you have three houses. Have you ever thought about what to do with the remaining two? You can't just leave them empty forever, right?"

"Uncle, do you want to rent a room? No problem. Just pay one dollar a month as a token of your appreciation!"

"No, my house is big enough for me to live in. I'm just asking casually. Don't think too much! My family is almost ready to eat, so I'll go home to eat first."

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I'm going home to cook some eggs!"

When I walked to the moon gate in the central courtyard, I saw He Yushui coming out of Yi Zhonghai's house with an unhappy look on her face. She was as thin as a bamboo pole, with tears in her eyes, as if she had been wronged.

He looked up at the backyard, sighed, and walked towards the front yard without looking up. When he saw Hong Guan's shoes, he had already bumped into him.

Hong Guan stretched out his hand to hold the man still. Looking at He Yushui's expression, he knew what was going on. Sha Zhu was nineteen years old, one year older than himself. Although he was already working in the cafeteria, he was not a decent person.

He often hangs out with street urchins and is a careless person. He doesn't care much about He Yushui, thinking that Yi Zhonghai's family and the deaf old lady will help take care of her. In fact, if you think about it, you will know that as long as Jia Dongxu is alive, Sha Zhu will just be a spare tire for his old age. The deaf old lady is so selfish that she won't care about He Yushui.

Why did He Yuzhu die in a bridge tunnel and was buried by Xu Damao? He Yushui was her biological sister, and it was because He Yuzhu treated her badly.

"Yushui, what are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"

Before He Yushui could answer, her stomach started to growl, and a blush appeared on her pale face. "You haven't eaten yet, I see Shazhu isn't back yet. Come to my house and have a bite. It's nothing good, but I hope you don't mind."

He Yushui nodded gently and whispered thank you Brother Guan.

Hong Guan rubbed her head, took her home, went to the kitchen, and gave her an apple and a handful of dates. "Eat first, I'll go cook!"

I came to the kitchen. I knew how to cook in my previous life. I could make home-cooked meals, and the taste was acceptable. The problem was that I didn't buy any vegetables, and it was too late to buy them now. I rummaged through the cupboard and found a pound of noodles, which was an emergency solution.

Wash four eggs, boil water, put the eggs in to cook, and when the water boils, put the noodles in.

He lit the small pot next to him and made some egg sauce. The aroma spread out. He Yushui ate dates and peeked into the kitchen.

After rinsing the noodles twice with cold water, he brought them out in a basin, added egg sauce and sliced ​​eggs, and served He Yushui a large bowl. "You're welcome. We don't have anything good at home. Just make do with this!"

Looking at the noodles with soybean sauce and boiled eggs in front of him, He Yushui's eyes widened. He said thank you and couldn't help but start eating, slurping it up like a little hamster.

Hong Guan went into the kitchen, took out a bottle of Arctic Ocean and handed it to He Yushui. The little girl was choking and had to drink half a bottle of soda to calm down!

Hong Guan ate slowly. For a pound of noodles, He Yushui only ate less than four ounces, and the rest was eaten by Hong Guan. With the talent of strengthening his body, his appetite also increased.

Seeing that Hong Guan had finished eating, He Yushui took the initiative to clean up the dishes. His thoughtfulness made people feel distressed.

After cleaning up, Hong Guan pulled He Yushui over to chat, "Silly Zhu is so out of tune, always hanging out outside, are you always hungry?"

He Yushui nodded, tears in her eyes, "Okay, don't cry, I know it's not easy for you. It's okay to have an unreliable father, but you also have an unreliable brother.

I'm the only one at home, and I don't have much fun. If you're willing, you can help me clean the house and do the laundry. I'll take care of your meals and give you one dollar a month. Do you want to do it?"

He Yushui immediately raised his head excitedly, "Really, Brother Guan?"

Hong Guan smiled and rubbed her dry hair due to malnutrition. "How can this be fake? I am such a grown-up, how can I lie to a little girl like you?"

"Okay, I'll do it!"

In fact, Hong Guan knew that He Yushui would agree even if he didn't give her money, but that would make it easy for people to gossip. Although He Yushui was only ten years old, the country had only been founded for six years and people's thinking was very feudal. In the past, girls could get married at the age of fourteen.

Why do many women die from childbirth? It’s because they are too young, their bodies have not reached the best time for childbirth, and their physical fitness cannot keep up, so they die.

It would be easy if the money was given. This would be considered an employment relationship. If others knew about it, they might get a bad reputation for being lazy and greedy, but at least they wouldn't gossip about He Yushui.

As for whether it will cause any adverse reactions, it's only been 1955 and the wind direction hasn't changed. It's not that weird.

"Well, can you make dough?"

"Brother Guan, I saw my brother posted it before, so it should be fine!"

"Okay, I'll get you some flour, you let it rise, come over tomorrow morning, and we'll steam buns together!"

Ten minutes later, He Yushui wiped the sweat from her forehead, washed her hands, and went home, looking back every few steps, taking the one yuan monthly salary that Hong Guan gave her.

Only then did Hong Guan have the opportunity to open the system and see what he had gained.

Uncle San is worthy of being Uncle San. No matter what time, he never lets anyone down.

Envy, jealousy, depression, and heartache added up to a full five hundred points, making Hong look at the Clivia on the windowsill and couldn't help but laugh out loud!

Looking at He Yushui again, all his emotions were positive, so he also gave three hundred. The emotion value exceeded one thousand for the first time, which made Hong Guan call up the lottery interface, and he couldn't help but feel itchy.

Thinking about the plan for the evening, Hong Guan held back. Although a single draw could work a miracle, Hong Guan believed more in the guarantee of ten consecutive draws.

Late at night, at twelve o'clock, the alarm clock just rang and Hong Guan turned it off. He jumped up and went to the window. It was pitch black outside. It was time to act.

He took out the soft bullet gun and came to the moon gate leading to the backyard. He aimed at the Liu family first and fired two shots. The soft bullets hit the glass, making popping sounds.

He quickly turned the gun and shot at the glass in the deaf old lady's house, triggering a critical hit and causing the glass to shatter.

Following the same method, two shots were fired at Xu's house, and the third shot hit another piece of glass in the deaf old lady's house. The six shots triggered the armor-piercing effect, making a hole in the glass, and then he ran away decisively.

When they returned to the middle courtyard, the lights in the backyard were on. Hong Guan fired three shots at his own window, breaking a piece of glass, then fired six shots at the Jia and Yi families, and hurried into the house.

Soon, the sound of Banggeng crying and Jia Zhang's scolding came from the Jia family. They turned on the lights one after another along with the Yi family.

Hong Guan also turned on the light, pretended to put on his clothes and went out, looking at his glass in confusion.

Then he started to curse, "Who the hell is this? He didn't sleep at night and broke the glass in my house. This is not the way to bully people!"

At this time, Yi Zhonghai also came out with clothes on. This was not the global warming of later times, but it was still a bit cold at night in June.

He first looked at the broken glass in his house, then looked at Hong Guan, "Hong Guan, is your glass broken too?"

"Uncle, what do you mean? Someone broke the glass in your house, too?"

At this time, Jia Zhang also came out, and without knowing right or wrong, she came to Hong Guan, "Hong Guan, you little bastard, you slapped me in the morning, and you dared to hit my glass in the evening, Dongxu, beat him up!"

Jia Dongxu was yawning, looking like he had indulged himself too much. It seemed that Qin Huairu was a juicer. No wonder Jia Dongxu died young.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Didn't you hear Hong Guan cursing just now? Master, is the glass in your house broken too?"

As he was talking, Liu Haizhong with his three sons and Lao Xu with his son and daughter came out from the backyard. “My glass was also hit, but it didn’t break. However, two pieces of glass were broken in the deaf old lady’s house.”

Hong Guan narrowed his eyes and looked at Jia Zhang. "Jia Zhang, it seems that the beating you received this morning didn't hurt you. Do you want me to slap you to teach you a lesson?"

Yi Zhonghai, the moral model, spoke up, "Hong Guan, how do you talk to an old man? You should respect the old and love the young!"

"Uncle, what are you talking about? Do you want to listen to what you are saying? My parents died not long ago. They are martyrs. The sign of the Glorious Home will be delivered in two days. Jia Zhang openly insulted the children of martyrs. You want me to respect the elderly and love the young?

Besides, Jia Zhang is only in her forties, how can she be considered old? Why don’t you ask the people in the street office if Jia Zhang is considered an old person?”

Yi Zhonghai knew he was not in the right, so he could only snort coldly to express his dissatisfaction. Liu Haizhong listened with a smile, and he was happy when Yi Zhonghai was humiliated.

"Hong Guan, Lao Yi just spoke out of turn, don't take it personally, you are the child of a martyr, your parents sacrificed their lives to protect national property, we should all respect that.

But Jia Zhang is already old, please give me some face and forgive him this time!"

Hong Guan complained in his heart, you have a shitty face, but he didn't want to offend anyone in the hospital, so he picked up some and beat some, that's what the teacher said.

Besides, Liu Haizhong doesn't look very smart. If used well, he can be a sharp weapon to deal with Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady's gang. We still have to support him!

"Okay, I like to listen to what Second Master says, so I'll give Second Master face today and forgive her this time. But Jia Zhang, remember this, it's the first time, the second time, but not the third time. If you keep saying it without restraint, I'll find the street office and have you driven back to the countryside!"

Jia Zhang looked unhappy but didn't dare to say anything. If a lazy person like her was driven back to the countryside, it would be the same as killing her. The key point was that her household registration was indeed in the countryside.

This is why the Jia family lived so miserably when various bills were implemented, because there was no fixed amount. But after Jia Dongxu died, Qin Huairu took over, and the children's household registration followed their mother. The three children had fixed amounts, and life became much better.

Seeing that the incident was over, Yi Zhonghai spoke again, "Hong Guan, you came out the earliest. Did you see who did it? Was he a bad guy?"

"Uncle, I didn't see him either. We both came out at the same time. When I was awakened, he was still confused! Why don't we call the police?"

"No, we can't report it to the police. We are a civilized courtyard. If we report it to the police, what will happen? It won't be worth it."

When I read the novel before, Hong Guan didn't know the purpose of a civilized courtyard. Isn't it just to give something during the New Year? Is it so exaggerated?

However, through the memory of the original owner, Hong Guan learned that the greatest function of the civilized courtyard is that when recruiting workers, under the same conditions, people from the civilized courtyard will be given priority. This is a hidden benefit.

"Then uncle, what should I do with the glass in my house? This is too much of an injustice!" Jia Dongxu nodded with an indignant look on his face.

"What can we do about it? I guess someone in our hospital must have offended someone, so someone came to cause trouble here. If it was done by a bad guy, it wouldn't be so trivial. Hong Guan, did you offend anyone?"

"No, I haven't left the house for days!"

"Dongxu, what about you?"

"I don't have any. We have a lot of work to do in the factory. I come home exhausted every day. How can I have the time to offend anyone? When I'm in the factory, I'm always with you, Master!"

"Well, let's do this for now. Tomorrow I'll ask an old lady to find someone to replace the glass, and she'll give me the money later. I'll go see the deaf old lady. She's old, don't scare her!"

Hong Guan pretended to nod helplessly and went back to the house cursing. Lao Xu didn't say a word from beginning to end. The smile on Liu Haizhong's face never faded. He felt comfortable when he saw Yi Zhonghai being humiliated.