The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

At noon, as soon as the bell for the steel rolling mill to get off work rang, a large crowd of people rushed to the cafeteria.

"Line up, all lined up."

The Security Department also arranged personnel to maintain order.

He Yuzhu stood behind the food window holding a large spoon, banging on the iron basin and shouting at the crowd.

"You can only buy one per person, so be more conscious. The guys behind you won't be able to buy one."

I am still quite anxious today because the food prepared by the kitchen is not enough, so I have to limit the purchase.

The people in the queue were not surprised. It was good to have meat to eat. It didn’t matter if they ordered less. At most, they could take it back and eat it with their families.

While everyone was serving their food, Li Huaide walked in with a smile on his face and talked about work with the workers. Everyone was very polite and greeted Li Huaide respectfully when they met him.

Today's incident has greatly improved Li Huaide's popularity in the steel rolling mill. Even some people who usually don't care who their leader is remember Li Huaide.

In the evening, after get off work, Wang Wen treated everyone to a meal, and Liu Minghui also went to join them. However, in order not to make everyone feel awkward, Liu Minghui left after drinking two glasses.

"Hey, Old Yan, are you okay? Jie Cheng, come here quickly."

As soon as Liu Minghui entered the courtyard, he heard the loud voice of the third aunt. It turned out that Yan Bugui was hit by the tiles falling from the roof.

The third aunt's shouting called out several people from the Yan family. Yan Jiecheng saw the old man lying on the ground, so he hurried over and helped him up.

Yan Bugui was hit so hard that he felt dizzy and his glasses fell to the ground.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

The third aunt helped to support him, and then pinched Yan Bugui's philtrum hard with her thumb.

"Wake up, wake up."

said the neighbor who was attracted by the noise.

"Well, what's wrong with me?"

Yan Bugui woke up slowly and found himself being supported by someone. His glasses were missing, so he couldn't see what was in front of him.

"Dad, you just got hit."

Yan Jiecheng was relieved to see that he woke up. He quickly helped Yan Bugui to sit on the doorstep, then took the glasses that Jiang Jingwan had picked up and put them on Yan Bugui.

After Yan Bugui put on his glasses, he found that there were a lot of people gathered at his door, and the third aunt was looking at him with concern.

"Oh, why is there such a big bag?"

Yan Bugui was about to say something when he felt a pain at the back of his head. He touched it and found a big lump.

"What are you talking about? Fortunately, I'm lucky. It's a good thing that a tile fell from such a high place."

When the third aunt saw that he was fine, she patted her chest with a look of fear on her face and said.

The third aunt was really scared just now. She almost thought that Yan Bugui was dead, otherwise she wouldn't have been so scared that she didn't dare to go up to check.

"It looks like it has fallen into disrepair over the years, and the tiles are falling off."

After hearing the reason, Yan Bugui thought for a moment and understood.

This house has not been repaired since we moved in, so it is normal to have some minor problems.

Everyone dispersed after a while. On the way back, Jia Zhang said with a look of disgust on her face.

"Tsk, it's just a small matter, why did I run out so fast to see it?"

Jia Zhang's mouth is really poisonous. If the Yan family heard it, they would definitely fight her to the death.

"Mom, just calm down."

Qin Huairu, who was following beside him, looked helpless.

"ok, ok, I got it."

After reading it, Liu Minghui also went home.

The days that followed in the courtyard were very peaceful, and no one caused trouble because everyone needed to make a fire, and the need to fill their stomachs had already made everyone work hard, so how could they have the energy to cause trouble?

Qin Huairu from the Intermediate Court has gone to the steel rolling mill to take over as a fitter. Thanks to Yi Zhonghai's care, the work pressure is not that great. She usually just does odd jobs at the steel rolling mill. Everyone doesn't care too much about her for Yi Zhonghai's sake and because she is a pregnant woman.

Today is payday. Qin Huairu has been working for a month and was very happy after receiving her pay today. Although it was less than 20 yuan, at least it was her first salary.

But when she returned home, Jia Zhang gave her a severe blow.

"What, you want three dollars for retirement?"

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang in front of her with a look of astonishment, and suddenly had the urge to curse her.

Because Jia Zhang asked her for money, saying that she must give her three dollars every month as before.

"Mom, but if I give it to you, we won't have enough to spend this month."

Qin Huairu looked at him pleadingly, hoping that Jia Zhang could understand her.

But Jia Zhang's attitude was very firm. She didn't say a word and just stared at Qin Huairu, as if she would get angry if Qin Huairu didn't give her the gift.

At first, Jia Zhang didn't want to do it, but who told her that when she was chatting with those old women recently, they all hinted that Qin Huairu was going to run away and might even abandon her child and remarry.

Originally, these people were just joking about Jia Zhang, but Jia Zhang couldn't help but listen to it. Whenever she thought of the scene of Qin Huairu remarrying, Jia Zhang felt that this was more and more possible, so she felt that she had to be on guard.

Now the position belongs to Qin Huairu, and the steel mill will not want her, who is almost fifty years old, to work there, so she can only ask Qin Huairu for money.

So this scene happened after Qin Huairu returned home.

"Bring it here."

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu without questioning, and finally Qin Huairu could only take out three dollars and give it to Jia Zhang.

Then he ignored her and went back to the house to talk.

"One, five, sixteen, why is it only this little?"

Qin Huairu counted the remaining money and thought about what to do this month.

Although all the members of the Jia family except Jia Zhang are now supplied with grain, it is still not enough to eat, and Qin Huairu still needs to go to the Pigeon Market to buy grain coupons.

After a careful calculation, it turned out that this amount of money was not enough to spend, so Qin Huairu had to make some plans.

At dinner, several people from the Jia family gathered around the table to eat. In fact, only the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law had some fun. Xiaodang was still too young, so Qin Huairu would feed her after dinner.

"Didn't you just get paid? Why are you eating this?"

Seeing the food prepared by Qin Huairu, Jia Zhang was not satisfied. She threw down her chopsticks and started talking.

"Don't you know that Bang Geng is still young? Even if I don't want to eat it, I still have to let Bang Geng eat better."

The food on the table was simple, with a plate of steamed corn bread and a dish of stir-fried wild vegetables. This season was the right time to dig wild vegetables, and Qin Huairu said she had gone outside the city to dig them when she had time.

"I don't have money to buy it. I can't even guarantee that I'll have it every day."

Qin Huairu didn't give Jia Zhangshi a good look and said something to herself.

"Bang Geng, if you want to eat good food, just ask your grandma to buy it for you. This is all we have at home."

Bang Geng couldn't eat the food at this time. When he heard this, he looked at Jia Zhang with shining eyes, as if he wanted to hear good news from Jia Zhang.

"No, don't even think about asking me to pay."

When Jia Zhang heard that she had to pay for the food herself, she quickly picked up her chopsticks and started eating, completely ignoring the expectant look of Bang Geng standing beside her.

Bang Geng fell silent upon seeing this. In the past, he would have rolled on the ground like Jia Zhangshi, but if he dared to do so now, Qin Huairu would let him know what stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat tasted like.