The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

"Oh, Minghui is back. I'm waiting to open the door for you."

As soon as Liu Minghui returned to the courtyard, Yan Bugui came out from the opposite house next door, which was the house where Yan Jiecheng and his wife lived.

"Hey, Third Uncle, thank you for your hard work."

Yan Bugui was smiling, so Liu Minghui couldn't show his displeasure and still thanked him politely.

"It's not hard. Why? I heard that a large batch of grain has arrived from the steel mill?"

Yan Bugui helped carry the bicycle and asked curiously what Yan Jiecheng told him when he came back from get off work today. Yan Bugui was shocked because Yan Jiecheng said that there were trucks after trucks of grain. Considering that Liu Minghui came back so late, one could imagine how much grain was there.

"Yes, they were all donated by Director Lou. I've been busy all day."

Liu Minghui did not hide it. Everyone would know it after tomorrow anyway, so it would be okay to tell Yan Bugui.

"Tsk, how much does that cost?"

Yan Bugui sighed, and suddenly, Yan Bugui seemed to think of something and looked up abruptly.

He stumbled and said, "The Director Lou you are talking about is not Lou Xiao'e's family, right?"

As he said this, he waited for Liu Minghui's answer with a nervous look on his face.

"That's right. Are you surprised, Uncle?"

Liu Minghui's smiling answer frightened Yan Bugui. Although he knew that Lou Xiao'e came from a good family, Lou Xiao'e was still a very ordinary person in normal times and spoke to everyone in a very warm manner.

Yan Bugui knew that Lou Xiao'e's family was rich, but he didn't expect them to be so rich. It was completely beyond his imagination.

"Haha, how can I not be surprised? Xu Damao is so lucky. Xu Damao is not that good, how could he get such good luck?"

Yan Bugui came back to his senses, answered Liu Minghui's question, and then started complaining about Xu Damao.

"Okay, Uncle San, I'm going to go back first. Thank you for opening the door tonight."

Without chatting with Yan Bugui any more, Liu Minghui pushed the cart through the Chuihua Gate.

"Hey, if I marry Lou Xiao'e, how much dowry will I need?"

After Liu Minghui left, Yan Bugui was still standing alone at the door, sighing. There was nothing he could do. Yan Bugui's calculating ability had brought him endless distress, especially since most people in the courtyard couldn't stand others doing well, and Yan Bugui was almost the same.

Time flies, and it's salary payment day. We will have a holiday after today. Salaries will be paid in advance in the last month of every year. The main purpose is to ensure that everyone has enough money to celebrate the New Year, and by the way, this year's benefits will be distributed.

I don’t know what Director Yang and his two men were planning, but this year, in addition to beef and mutton, they also gave each person a lot of daily necessities. I guess they exchanged them with other factories in Beijing.

After all, they were all brother factories, and everyone came to ask for money. Li Huaide and his men couldn't refuse, so they could only exchange some unplanned things for them, and now they took them out and distributed them to the workers.

"Hey, I was given three feet of extra cloth. I can make a new dress for my son."

a worker who had just collected his welfare benefits boasted.

"Ah, why do I only have two teacups and this soap, but no cloth?"

The workers who did not get any cloth shouted, looking as if they had been taken advantage of.

At this time, an old master joked.

"Of course, it depends on the contribution. What level are you at?"

The worker who was teased immediately wilted, because he was only a first-level worker, he was speechless.

"Can I switch with you? I remember you're not married yet."

Qin Huairu had the same thing. At this moment, she was talking to a worker in the same workshop with a pleading tone. She really wanted to make a new dress for Banggeng, but she didn't get the fabric, so she had to find someone to exchange it with.

"No, I can't do it for myself."

None of the people who were asked agreed and rejected Qin Huairu without thinking. The price difference between the two was quite large, and Qin Huairu would not make up for it, so he was certainly not stupid.

Qin Huairu was not too disappointed after being rejected. She was just trying her luck. At this time, she saw Yi Zhonghai coming out with something, and immediately a plan came to her mind. She came to Yi Zhonghai with a wronged look.

Yi Zhonghai, who was chatting with someone, suddenly felt someone was looking at him. He turned around and found it was Qin Huairu. He smiled and said.

"It's Huairu, what's the matter?"

At this time, Yi Zhonghai was holding a large piece of cloth. Qin Huairu took a quick look and estimated that it was about seven or eight feet long. She was immediately envious.

It just so happened that she came here just to ask for some from Yi Zhonghai, and she immediately said aggrievedly: "I just want to exchange some cloth with others, but no one is willing to do so."

As he spoke, his eyes never left the thing in Yi Zhonghai's hand.

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai was stunned, and looked down at the things in Qin Huairu's hand. He thought, no wonder no one wanted to exchange them. The things were not equal, so who would exchange them for you?

Yi Zhonghai knew that Qin Huairu came to see him because she must have taken a fancy to something in his hand. After thinking about it, he gave all the cloth he had just received to Qin Huairu.

"Take these and make some clothes for the other kids."

Qin Huairu didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to be so generous. She was a little surprised and immediately refused.

"Uncle, how can this be possible? My half is enough..."

Before she could finish, Yi Zhonghai stuffed the thing into her hands.

"Just take it if you give it to me. Your aunt and I don't need this."

However, Yi Zhonghai touched Qin Huairu's hand inadvertently, which made Qin Huairu stunned. When she came to her senses, Yi Zhonghai had already withdrawn his hand, which made Qin Huairu feel that she was too sensitive from time to time.

"Thank you so much, uncle. I will tell Bang Geng when I get back and ask him to remember your kindness as well."

Qin Huairu thanked Yi Zhonghai with a smile on her face.

The conversation between the two did not attract anyone's attention. Even if everyone heard it, they thought that this was Yi Zhonghai helping the Jia family and did not think much about it.

"Oh, Minghui is off work. There is so much meat here, much more than what my Jiecheng brought back."

Liu Minghui returned to the courtyard and met Yan Bugui as soon as he entered the door. He stared at what Liu Minghui was holding in his hand with envy on his face.

"Third uncle, even though I have a lot, it's not the most in the hospital. There are second uncle and first uncle behind me. They are senior workers, and they have no less than me."

After seeing Yan Bugui's expression, Liu Minghui knew what Yan Bugui was up to. Yan Bugui was here all day thinking about other people's things, so Liu Minghui would certainly not give it to him. What he meant was that he should go find someone else and stop staring at him. It must be uncomfortable to see something but not be able to touch it.

After hearing this, Yan Bugui could only say dryly: "Is that so? It seems that Jie Cheng needs to work harder."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he immediately stopped paying attention to Liu Minghui, stopped watching the gate, and went home. He had to leave, as it was torture here. He knew that no one would take advantage of him. It was really uncomfortable to be able to see but not touch. He might as well go back and wait for dinner.