Siheyuan: Picked up by a goddess in 48 years

I threw two rolls of paper into the public toilet.

When Lu Zhenyuan returned home again, he saw his adopted sister and Xiao Yuyan still hanging around the refrigerator.

He took the opportunity to place the refrigerator at home when he left at noon. Needless to say, the origin of it was obvious. The cheap sister was used to it and knew that her cheap brother had a "powerful background" and could get some rare things.

There is no need to worry about electricity. Lao Zheng had already considered the electricity issue when he was pulling the electrical wires, and he solved it at that time.

Of course, if there is a regional power outage, there is nothing we can do.

Time flies and it's after dinner.

"Zhenyuan, can you give me a massage?" The cheap sister made an invitation.

Lu Zhenyuan had no objection. He rarely used the grappling hand and ghost hand in God's Hand, but instead used his magic hand to the fullest extent.

Because she seldom goes out after returning home, Lu Wanyi took a bath after dinner. At this time, she was wearing a white and soft gauze nightgown, revealing a pair of white and straight calves, and she lay directly on the bed.

Lu Zhenyuan sat on the stool at the end of the bed, held the pair of crystal white feet, and started to massage the feet.

His fingers pressed the acupoints skillfully, causing Lu Wanyi to moan comfortably from time to time.

As the massage progressed, Lu Wanyi's body gradually relaxed, but her eyes became blurred.

Suddenly, Lu Zhenyuan felt a strange touch on his hand. He looked down and saw that the soles of Lu Wanyi's feet had turned red, like ripe apples.

Lu Zhenyuan's heart moved. He knew that this was a sign that the blood and qi in his cheap sister's body were flowing smoothly. He immediately increased the speed of the massage, but the strength became gentler to prevent the blood and qi from flowing smoothly.

Lu Wanyi's body began to tremble slightly, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her body, and a faint body fragrance emanated from her.

It's definitely a body that attracts a lot of people.

Lu Zhenyuan sighed secretly, this cheap sister is really becoming more and more charming...

Seeing that his cheap sister had completely relaxed, he began to massage her perfect naked body upwards with his hands.

He kneaded the smooth calf with both hands and slowly moved them towards the thigh. Lu Wanyi moaned and her body twisted in unbearable pain.

Lu Zhenyuan's throat became dry due to the sudden sound. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and continued with his actions.

Finally, he finished the leg massage with great difficulty, and just when he was about to show off his skills on that jade spine.

Lu Wanyi suddenly turned over, facing him, and said with a dazed look in her eyes: "Zhenyuan, thank you, let's stop here today."

Looking at those hazy and charming peach blossom eyes and the beautiful face that was so gorgeous that it made people's hearts flutter. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a knock on the door.

He had no choice but to get up and walk out of the bedroom.

But he saw Aunt Mei was already at the door. When she saw him come out, she said, "It's that old Yan."

Lu Zhenyuan nodded, motioning Aunt Mei to speak, then he unlocked the door, opened it and walked out.

Sure enough, Yan Bugui was standing outside the door.

"Xiao Lu, we've reached an agreement and everyone agrees to lay the bricks." Yan Bugui said as he took out a small notebook and opened it for Lu Zhenyuan to see.

It records how much each family contributed.

"Okay, Lao Yan, go to the street office tomorrow to apply for it. Once it's approved, we'll calculate the expenses together."

Yan Bugui nodded, but did not leave. Instead, he stared at him eagerly.

Lu Zhenyuan pretended to reach out from behind his back, took out a pack of "Don't Smoke, I Cough" cigarettes and handed it to Yan Bugui.

"Old Yan, smoke less and it will pass if you bear with it."

Yan Bugui took the cigarette with a smile, and it was unclear whether he heard what he said or not.

"Sniff."

What's that smell? Lu Zhenyuan suddenly frowned.

"It's Jia Dongxu. He seems to be possessed by evil spirits. He's burning incense and paper, making the whole place smoky and foul." Yan Bugui replied subconsciously.

Lu Zhenyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, Old Yan, you go ahead and do your work. I'll give you another pack of cigarettes once the construction starts in the yard." After saying that, Lu Zhenyuan ran straight out of the yard.

Seeing Lu Zhenyuan's actions, Yan Bugui seemed to have guessed something. He sighed secretly and decided not to meddle in other people's business.

Just as he was about to go home, he saw Lu Zhenyuan returning to the yard before he even entered the house.

"Strange, am I wrong?" He thought that based on the relationship between the Jia family and the Lu family, Lu Zhenyuan had just gone to report it.

But coming back in such a short time is obviously not the right thing to do.

But what's the point of making such a trip? It seems like there's nothing to do.

Lu Zhenyuan didn’t know what Yan Bugui was thinking, so he went home and waited for the show.

Sure enough, he didn't have to wait long before he saw Zhang Zhengcai and several security guards running into the courtyard and heading straight to the central courtyard.

After vaguely hearing a commotion in the Central Courtyard, Jia Dongxu was escorted out by two security officers. Qin Huairu wanted to stop them, but seeing that she was a woman, one of the security officers just stopped her and did not take any action.

"That's not necessary, Chief Zhang. Dongxu is just a first-time offender. Please forgive him this time for my sake." Yi Zhonghai pleaded.

Zhang Zhengcai glanced at him.

With a wave of his hand, the remaining security member immediately stepped forward and took Yi Zhonghai down.

The latter looked confused.

"Yi Zhonghai, as a worker in a steel rolling mill, you actually take the lead in engaging in feudal superstition. Our security department must take you back for a thorough investigation!" Zhang Zhengcai stared at Yi Zhonghai and said righteously.

Yi Zhonghai panicked immediately. He quickly explained, "Chief Zhang, this is really none of my business. It was Jia Dongxu who was possessed by evil spirits and insisted on burning incense and praying to Buddha!"

He did beg for mercy, but he was not the mastermind!

He won’t take the blame!

Zhang Zhengcai sneered: "Hmph, I've heard that Jia Dongxu knows how to stir up trouble in the factory all day long. I must take this opportunity to investigate it thoroughly!" As he said that, he waved his hand and asked the security department to take Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu away.

The old lady suddenly panicked and wanted to step forward and make a scene to stop it.

Zhang Zhengcai immediately shouted coldly: "Anyone who dares to obstruct law enforcement will be punished with the same crime!"

This ruthless and impartial behavior frightened the old lady so much that she stepped back repeatedly, covering her chest and looking as if she had developed a serious illness.

Zhang Zhengcai ignored them and only followed them out after seeing that the team members had already escorted the person out.

When the people in the courtyard saw this scene, they all started talking about it.

Some people say Jia Dongxu deserved it, while others say Yi Zhonghai was unlucky.

"This old Yi is too unreasonable. How can he take the lead in promoting feudal superstition? I think I should be the uncle!" Liu Haizhong came out at the right time to show his presence, but no one paid any attention to him.

Fatty Liu has made quite a few jokes, not to mention that he is not even a level seven fitter yet, so there is no need for anyone to give him this face.

Lu Zhenyuan stood at the door of the house and witnessed this farce.

He secretly laughed at Yi Zhonghai for eating the fake face fruit. A sixth-level worker dared to stand up and pretend to be a big shot. If Yi Zhonghai became an eighth-level worker in the future, others would really have to give him some face.

During this period, fifth- and sixth-level workers can only say that they are strong enough and there is no need for them to fawn on others.

But the truly awesome ones have to start from the seventh level. If they are eighth level workers, the factory manager has to bow down when he sees them, and the apprentices have to kowtow when they see them. This is absolutely true!

After all, at this time in the country, the industrial base is weak and many high-precision parts need to be completed by workers. In order to increase the enthusiasm of workers, the eight-level worker system was introduced.

It can be said without hesitation that no matter what kind of event is held, the eighth-level workers have to stand in the center and the leaders have to stand aside.

The salary of an eighth-level worker is almost always around 90 yuan. There will be slight differences in salary depending on the factory and region, but the lowest will not be less than 100 yuan. With welfare subsidies, it will be close to yuan.

Now Yi Zhonghai can only be said to be very strong, but if he wants others to give him face, it depends on their mood.

After all, you are a worker and you are arrogant. Your salary is paid by the state. You can refuse to give face to your leaders, but does it have anything to do with them? You are just a worker. You can't threaten them, and you can't get involved in their interests.

So Zhang Zhengcai was not polite at all. He said he would arrest him. Didn't he plead for Jia Dongxu? Don't you want to save face? Let's go back to the security department and have a good talk.