Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

Liu Haizhong looked at Qin Huairu's receding back and called out caringly, "Qin Huairu, if you don't have a stick at home, go to my house and ask your second aunt for one. We have plenty at home!"

Yan Bugui also said: "Qin Huairu, please don't hurt the child. If you hurt the child, he will have to go to the hospital, and that will cost a lot of money."

Yan Bugui finished speaking loudly, and then complained in a low voice, "It's fine if you don't have money, but you keep calling on everyone to donate. This is not fair!"

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Xiao Yun took Xiao Aiguo and He Yuzhu back to the house.

At the same time, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui also started chatting in the Intermediate Court.

"Old Yan, what are you two doing pushing the millstone?"

Yan Bugui told Liu Haizhong how he exchanged the millstone for Xiao Yun's chicken and the table.

After that, he complained quietly, "Old Liu, do you think the Xiao family has become rich? How come they eat good food every day?"

Liu Haizhong's reaction was very natural. "No? Xiao Yun is a truck driver. Isn't this a normal amount of money for the two of them?"

"Truck driver?"

Yan Bugui opened his eyes wide and repeated it in shock.

After hearing this shout, the people who were originally preparing to go home gathered together curiously.

They go home to eat and then just sit there doing nothing, so most of them like to get together to gossip and chat.

After hearing the driver's shout, the crowd who had not left gathered around him instantly.

Someone speculated: "Uncle San, what truck driver? Is your son going to be a truck driver?"

Some people didn't listen to the whole thing, so they came up and congratulated me.

"Oh, this is a great position! Congratulations, Third Master."

Seeing that everyone's speculation was outrageous, Yan Bugui waved his hand and explained. "It's not me, it's Xiao Yun who became a truck driver!"

After hearing this, everyone was so envious that they didn't want to talk.

First, it was Xiao Aiguo's status, and then Xiao Yun's job as a truck driver, these were things they could not get normally, but Xiao Yun got them easily.

"No wonder they have delicious food every day. If you change to a lucrative job, you must eat good food."

"Yes, there are only two people, the grandfather and the grandson, spending their wages. It's not like us, a whole family spending one wage, and we don't even want to eat meat."

"Yes, my family is in a more difficult situation. My eldest son hasn't raised enough money for next year's tuition, and I don't know how to celebrate the New Year."

"Oh, who isn't? Xiao Yun is really capable."

"Mr. Xiao should also enjoy his life."

After hearing this, everyone went home while talking about it.

Compared to Jia Zhang's imprisonment and labor reform, Xiao Yun's becoming a truck driver obviously did not cause much waves.

The reason behind this is simple.

Whenever someone talks about something, we subconsciously compare it to ourselves.

The job of a truck driver already exceeds that of 80 percent of the people, plus Xiao Yun can eat meat every day.

Such a comparison will only make the poor lives of everyone seem even more difficult.

Therefore, after everyone talked for a few words, they all tacitly stopped discussing it.

Yan Bugui was extremely shocked. His own eldest son didn't even have a job, but Xiao Yun had already been promoted from a fitter to a driver.

This leap gave Yan Bugui hope for his eldest son's job. He planned to find time to ask Xiao Yun to help arrange a job for his eldest son.

He was thinking about something and was absent-minded when he replied later.

Liu Haizhong didn't talk any more. He put on his bag again and walked back to the backyard, but he had made his own arrangements in his mind.

Yan Bugui was not a person who pursued status. In the past, when he wanted to change the millstone, not only would he deliver it to him, but he would even ask him to brush it himself.

But now, he not only helps you clean it, but also delivers it to you.

It only means that he can take advantage of Xiao Yun.

Liu Haizhong saw this, and he thought he was smarter than Yan Bugui, so he immediately decided to please Xiao Yun as well.

Who knows, maybe he could use the connections behind Xiao Yun to get a job as an official in the steel mill.

Liu Haizhong walked quickly back home, put the bag on the shelf, and called his two sons.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu dared not disobey. Anyone who came slower would be beaten by Liu Haizhong.

Not only did the second aunt not stop them, she even helped to get the stick.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu stood trembling in front of Liu Haizhong, not daring to look him in the eye.

Liu Haizhong felt resentful, "Look at how cowardly you two are, and then look at Xiao Yun! You are almost the same age, but why is there such a big difference between you? How could I give birth to two useless things like you!"

The two did not dare to refute and just lowered their heads and listened obediently.

After Liu Haizhong finished speaking, he pondered for a moment, suppressed his anger, and spoke again.

"Starting tomorrow, the two of you should hang around Xiao Yun whenever you have nothing to do! Be smart, he's a truck driver now and can talk to the boss. If you build a good relationship with him, maybe he can get you hired in the steel mill."

The two brothers looked at each other and nodded heavily.

Liu Haizhong glared and warned, "Listen to what Xiao Yun says. If he hits you or scolds you, just bear it. If you dare to offend him, I will break your legs!"

After saying that, Liu Haizhong waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, get out of the way!"

The two brothers felt relieved and quickly left Liu Haizhong.

Middle Court.

Xiao Yun handed the kettle of boiling water to the three aunts to use to scald and pluck the chicken.

During this time, Yan Bugui also came into the room and joined in the conversation among the three people.

Xiao Yun, Xiao Aiguo and He Yuzhu all knew what Yan Bugui was planning. He just wanted to eat for free, but none of them mentioned it.

He Yuzhu didn't mention it because this is not his home.

Xiao Yun didn't mention it because he didn't want Yan Bugui to take advantage of him.

As for Xiao Aiguo, his idea was the same as Xiao Yun's.

Yan Bugui had no choice but to bring in his chips for free meals, half a pound of raw peanuts and a bottle of white wine diluted with water, hoping to join the dinner.

But the three of them remained silent and focused on discussing the matter of telling He Yuzhu about his wife.

Xiao Aiguo even used the method of reminding He Yuzhu to persuade Yan Bugui to withdraw.

"Zhu Zi, I'm telling you, my wife, you have to be more generous and not be stingy. Don't refuse to give others what they want. If you just give them a few leftover lunch boxes and expect to enter the bridal chamber, this won't do!"

Xiao Yun understood what was meant and turned around to look at Yan Bugui.

"Hey, Third Uncle, are you using raw peanuts to make your dish again? But you see, I don't have any fried peanuts at home, so you should take them back."

Yan Bugui chuckled twice, said nothing, and continued to sit aside with a thick face.

He Yuzhu didn't understand what Xiao Yun and his grandson meant, so he responded honestly.

"Don't worry, old man. I'm not a stingy person. I can't say that I can get all the money, but I can't do without the betrothal gift and the wedding bicycle. Otherwise, no one would dare to find someone to spend the bridal chamber with just their head."

He Yuzhu originally meant to describe how much he valued the woman, but he inadvertently became the deepest knife that stabbed Yan Bugui.

Xiao Yun and Xiao Aiguo were obviously trying to point it out to him just now, how could he not see that they were just trying to get a free meal in a shameless way.

But now, He Yuzhu also started to humiliate Yan Bugui, and he was completely embarrassed. He reluctantly looked at the peanuts and the bottle of Sanbai, and finally put them on the kang beside him.

"Mr. Xiao, take these things with your wine. I'll go help the kid's mother pick up the chicken feathers."

Xiao Aiguo didn't say anything, Xiao Yun spoke slowly.

"Is this the right generation? Brother Zhuzi is called Grandpa, and Uncle Sanye is also called Grandpa. Aren't they the same generation?"

Xiao Aiguo patted Xiao Yun on the head and said angrily, "Why are you being so formalistic? Calling me a living ancestor is the same thing. It's enough for people to respect me. Even if a child calls me comrade, I can't argue."

Xiao Yun nodded without saying anything.

Yan Bugui looked at the quarreling grandfather and grandson, smiled apologetically, lifted the door curtain and walked out.

He Yuzhu picked up the white wine that Yan Bugui brought, unscrewed it, smelled it, and immediately exclaimed.