Siheyuan Shangpeng

In the next half month, Shang Peng basically studied in the morning and took a break at noon. In the afternoon, when Yan Fugui had no classes, Shang Peng would go fishing with Yan Fugui. When Yan Fugui had classes, Shang Peng would go fishing alone. Anyway, he could catch about two buckets of fish every day. Of course, not all of them were caught by fish, but some were taken out by Shang Peng himself from the space. It was not possible to catch so many fish every day.

That night, Shang Peng and Yan Fugui finished delivering to the last family. They carried the bucket and walked towards the courtyard. On the way, Yan Fugui asked, "Xiao Peng, we have basically delivered to all the families of martyrs and poor families in this street. Will you go fishing tomorrow?"

Shang Peng replied: "Why? Uncle San, you want my secret recipe for fishing bait?"

Yan Fugui blushed for a rare moment and said, "Hehe... Xiaopeng, you are really smart. You also know that the Third Uncle's family relies on the Third Uncle's salary to support them. If you had your fishing skills, life would be better, right?"

Shang Peng suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Fugui and said, "Uncle, I'm a little tired. Can we sit here and chat for a while?" As he spoke, he pointed to the shade of a tree nearby.

Yan Fugui was stunned and looked around, realizing that they were almost home. Suddenly he realized that this boy wanted to talk to him, so he agreed, and the two of them walked to the shade of a tree.

Shang Peng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, flicked out one skillfully, and handed it to Yan Fugui. Yan Fugui was stunned for a moment, then looked at the cigarette, wow! It has a mouthpiece, good stuff.

But he didn't light it, he picked it up and put it between his ears. Shang Peng smiled when he saw it, and put the whole box of cigarettes in Yan Fugui's hand. Yan Fugui smiled, took the cigarette between his ears, took out a match from his pocket, and with a sizzle, he lit the cigarette for himself, took a puff, and said, "Good cigarette."

Shang Peng smiled and took out another box from his pocket, ordered one for himself, and said to Yan Fugui with a smile: "Uncle San, do you know what I want to tell you?"

Yan Fugui really didn’t know this time, so he could only say, “Because of the bait?”

"Haha... Uncle San, can you open up a little? I actually can't understand the people in this courtyard. I've noticed these past few days that you, for example, have let down a little bit, but there is still a bottom line. Don't worry, let's have a good chat. In the whole courtyard, only the He family and the Xu family have a bit of vision, but it's not high, at most a little better than you. Let's talk about you, a mid-level teacher, with a salary of more than 40 yuan a month plus subsidies, which is about 50 yuan a month. Don't worry, and don't ask me how I know this. Just tell me if I'm right! Haha... that's it, you go fishing every afternoon when you don't have classes. How much money can you make from selling fish? I've noticed these past few days, and it's good enough if you can make 5 yuan a month.

But have you ever thought that if you are not in school every afternoon, the principal will not be able to find you if he has something good to do? If he can't find you, do you still want to be promoted? Come on, those who are about the same age as you and whose teaching quality is not as good as yours are all advanced, haven't you ever thought about it?"

Yan Fugui wanted to interrupt but couldn't. In the end, he was dumbfounded and muttered, "I was wondering why I couldn't come down from the high level. It turns out it was all my fault. I thought I didn't give any gifts. Hi..."

Shang Peng looked at Yan Fugui's annoyed face and said calmly: "Don't be anxious, Third Uncle. I have something else to tell you. If I tell you, you will be more anxious."

Yan Fugui reacted and said anxiously: "Peng, hurry up and talk to your uncle. He is wrong. Those who can go to university are different."

Shang Peng laughed and said, "Third Uncle, I heard that your family is very fair. You even divide the pickled vegetables by the root? Aren't you afraid that when you get old, your children will learn from you?

I guess you will continue to charge Yan Jiefang for food and housing expenses after he is able to work?

Tsk tsk... If it were me, I would ask for your food expenses when you are old. No, not only food expenses, but also I have to charge for serving you. After all, the main point is fairness!"

Yan Fugui shuddered with fear. He really wanted to do this, but when he was old, he didn’t dare to think about it. He didn’t dare to think about it!

He said, "Thank you, Xiaopeng. Your uncle is really... Alas!"

Shang Peng smiled and said, "Uncle, actually I shouldn't say these things. We are neighbors and it's not good to say too much. But I'll talk to you these few days because you have been running errands for me. It's possible that you are sober these few days. Maybe one day a natural disaster or a man-made disaster from God will come, and your calculating character will take over again. At that time, I really won't remind you. Whether it's good or bad, you will bear it yourself!"

After saying this, he stood up, put out his cigarette, dusted himself off, and took the third uncle's hand and walked towards the courtyard.

Shang Peng led the way, and Yan Fugui followed behind. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Director Wang from the Street Office chatting with Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and others in the front yard. Shang Peng didn't care and wanted to go home. Liu Haizhong saw the two of them and said, "Xiao Peng, come here quickly! Director Wang from the Street Office is here to see you."

Shang Peng also knew why Director Wang wanted to see him, so he came up to the group, greeted Director Wang and the others, and waited for Director Wang to speak.

Director Wang looked at Shang Peng and said with a smile: "Shang Peng, I heard that you have been delivering fish to the families of military martyrs and poor families in the street recently. You are doing a good job. Today, I am here on behalf of the Street Office to praise you. You must continue to work hard in the future!"

Shang Peng frowned and said, "Director Wang, this is what I should do, but I don't think it's necessary for them to continue to work hard. My personal ability is limited. Giving one fish to each family is my limit. I still need to learn and contribute to the construction of the country. In the future, I hope the subdistrict office can care about them more."

Director Wang frowned when he heard this. He thought that if the kid praised him, he would keep doing it, and it would be his political achievement. However, the kid didn't accept it, so forget it.

Director Wang smiled and said, "Well, this is indeed the business of our street office. Thank you for the fish you sent me these days. I will leave first. You should also learn from Shang Peng."

He stood up and walked out of the yard before he finished speaking. Everyone saw that there was something going on and no one wanted to get involved in this bad luck, so they all went home. Before leaving, Yi Zhonghai glanced at Shang Peng and smiled.

Shang Peng became even more suspicious. He didn't go home but walked to Yan Fugui's house. Yan Fugui was at home thinking about what Shang Peng had said to him. When he saw Shang Peng coming in and was about to speak, Shang Peng said, "Third Uncle, please sit down. I have something to talk to Third Aunt about."

Yan Fugui quickly called the daughter-in-law of the family into the house. As soon as the third aunt entered the house, Shang Peng asked, "Third aunt, before the third uncle and I came back, did anyone say anything to Director Wang?"