Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

After Lin Donglai followed Director Wang into the office, he immediately complained: "This He Yuzhu is too outrageous. He always quarrels with me in front of everyone."

"I just asked him a few questions about why he was late and he started making a scene. If he continues like this, I think he will have to take over as the canteen director."

It is true that every man has his own reasons and every woman has her own reasons.

I guess Shazhu must be feeling aggrieved at this moment. Not only did he not get any praise for saving someone on an empty stomach early in the morning, but he was also blamed and scolded. No one would be happy about that.

"Director Wang, everyone knows He Yuzhu's bad temper, and you know it too. Anger is harmful to your health. I don't think you should be angry with him."

"Xiao Lin, if it weren't for He Yuzhu's good skills, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to him. It would be great if he was as easy to communicate with as you."

Hearing Director Wang's tone was not so critical, his face returned to normal, and Lin Donglai pleaded for Sha Zhu again:

"Director Wang, how about I go out and talk to him later? This is just a misunderstanding. It will be easier to get on with the work after we clarify it. Don't you agree?"

This was a good step, so Director Wang naturally took it and told Lin Donglai: "Xiao Lin, I'll trouble you with this matter."

"Hey! Director Wang, what are you talking about? We are all here for work. By the way, does the canteen need to purchase any more ingredients today?"

After a few words, Lin Donglai turned the topic to work content. He left only after learning that there was no special reception task today and that the canteen had enough food.

It was almost time to cook, but Sha Zhu was still sitting on the chair with a teacup in his hand, looking angrily, with no sign of wanting to work.

After Lin Donglai walked up to him and whispered a few words, he suddenly realized: "I really haven't thought about this, Donglai, thank you for reminding me."

The next second, Sha Zhu put on his three-piece suit and reminded Ma Hua: What are you still looking at? Hurry up, it's time to get to work.

After this set of moves, the people in the kitchen were stunned. No one knew why Sha Zhu changed so quickly.

In fact, Lin Donglai didn't say anything profound. He just picked out the thing that he was most interested in and valued the most and said casually:

What good will it do you to have a falling out with Director Wang? You'll just get your salary deducted, or at worst be marked as absent from work, or in more serious cases, be given a demerit and then be fired.

Even if the third uncle introduces you to a girl, will the girl still be with you after she knows that you were fired?

Just these two sentences convinced Sha Zhu. After looking at the time on Lin Donglai's watch, he started to move.

After the dishes were cooked, Sha Zhu calmed down and he shamelessly went to Director Wang to apologize. Only then was the matter over.

After leaving the steel rolling mill, Lin Donglai went straight back to the courtyard. At this time, Yan Bugui and his family had also returned from the hospital. It was estimated that he was still not feeling well.

Lin Donglai felt uncomfortable because he didn't see Yan Bugui and the third aunt and her husband in the front yard.

The first thing I did when I got home was to think about what to make for lunch to eat with my sister. At that time, the weather was too hot and we could no longer store anything at home, so all the food was stored in the space.

Lin Donglai entered the space with a flash of thought. Thinking that his sister liked to eat chicken stewed with potatoes, he simply caught a chicken, prepared it, and took a few potato buns before leaving.

Just as Lin Donglai was chopping the chicken, a strange male voice came from the gate of the courtyard. It sounded like an older man: "Is anyone there?"

If it were any other time, Yan Bugui or Aunt Sanda would have rushed over when they heard the noise and would have asked the person everything he knew.

But it wasn't because I wasn't feeling well enough. I felt exhausted after walking back from the hospital, so I didn't respond even though I heard the voices in the house.

"Is anyone there?" After asking several times and getting no response, the man walked into the yard.

At this time, Jia Zhang heard the noise and came out from the middle courtyard. She looked the man up and down with disgust on her face: "Don't you live in our compound? How did you come in so casually?"

"Old Yan, why don't you two care about this? You let anyone in without permission. If something gets lost, who will be held responsible?"

Jia Zhang's fierce complaints made the man standing in the yard a little angry: "Sister, I'm here to look for someone, not to steal anything."

The man in front of her was dressed like a country boy, carrying a bag that was washed so much that it looked bleached. He was obviously from a poor family, so Jia Zhang looked down on him even more.

"Stop trying to get close to me! Who are you calling me sister? You look older than me. You country folk don't know any manners."

Jia Zhang was complaining complacently, completely forgetting that she herself did not have a city hukou, and she looked down on others.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you. Donglai! Donglai, are you there?" Seeing that Jia Zhang was like a shrew, the man was too lazy to argue with her and started shouting towards the yard.

At this time, Lin Donglai had already chopped the chicken. When he heard someone calling him, he hurried out of the kitchen: "Who's looking for me?"

After their eyes met, Lin Donglai recognized the old man in front of him and smiled immediately: "Uncle, why are you here? You didn't even tell me in advance so that I could go and greet you."

"Are you coming alone? Why didn't your aunt come with you? Come on, let's talk at home." He said as he helped the old man towards the house.

Unexpectedly, Jia Zhang spoke up from the side: "Huh! So she is your relative, no wonder." After saying that, Jia Zhang twisted her fat body and wanted to walk back to the central courtyard.

As he walked, he kept muttering: "What's so rare about this poor relative? There are plenty of such relatives in our countryside."

Lin Donglai had never expected Jia Zhang to be so arrogant, so he would not let her off easily. "Aunt Zhang, did you just pull your stinky mouth out of a manure pit? It's making our whole yard stink."

"Go wash it a few more times, otherwise your good grandson will be scared away by your mouth when he comes back from school later."

"You, you little brat, are talking nonsense! I just washed up this morning." As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Donglai with a smile on his face, and she realized that she was being ridiculed.

He was so anxious that he started to curse: "You stinky boy surnamed Lin, how can you treat an old man like this? Don't you just think that we are an orphan and a widow and are easy to bully?"

Then she sat down on the ground. Just when she was about to throw a tantrum or slap her thigh, Lin Donglai laughed, "Aunt Zhang, have you forgotten what happened last time?"

"No one can help you if you throw a tantrum now. I advise you to give up on this idea." After saying that, Lin Donglai supported his uncle and walked back into the house.

Jia Zhang sat on the ground and thought about it. She felt that what Lin Dong said made sense. No one who went to work in the courtyard had returned yet. It would be useless even if she was covered in dust because no one would pay attention to her.

After looking around and making sure no one was noticing him, he quickly got up and ran back to the central courtyard.