I messed up the Siheyuan

"Pingzi, what you mean is..." Xu Damao was surprised, "Just because of 15 kilograms of meat, the factory gave you a regular job early?"

"Brother Damao, I know this sounds a bit ridiculous..." Wang Ping explained with a smile: "But who made us catch up?

Also, I guess...

These fifteen pounds of meat are one aspect.

The factory may still be thinking...

Next time the canteen runs out of food, I can still find a way to get some meat.

So, they just made me a regular employee.

We can't just go to Deputy Director Li every time the canteen runs out of food!

A deputy director of such a big factory went out to make connections just for a few pounds of meat...

That doesn’t sound good, does it?”

Xu Damao frowned and pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

“You have a point there.

If it's just 15 kilograms of meat, the factory would at most give you a reward or something."

After saying this, he looked at Wang Ping meaningfully and said, "Pingzi, you can do it!

There is actually a way to get so much meat...

I haven't noticed it in the past two years, and you have grown up quietly."

“What!...Brother Damao!...” Wang Ping waved his hands and said, “I’m just a young man who just started working, how can I have any connections?

I actually... hehe! ..." He said with an embarrassed expression on his face, "from the black market..."

"Come on...you..." Xu Damao waved his hand and interrupted Wang Ping, "Pingzi, Beng and your brother Damao are wasting their time here.

It’s not that Brother Damao looks down on you.

If you go to the black market like this, you won’t even be able to smell the meat, let alone exchange it for meat.”

"Hehe!...Brother Damao...this is what is spread in our hospital." Wang Ping showed a half-smile on his face.

“They did say so.

Not only the 15 kilograms of meat for the factory, but also the meat I ate a few times last month and the candy I gave to the children in the alley were all bought from me on the black market.

"Tsk!...They know nothing!" Xu Damao curled his lips in disdain, "A bunch of ignorant old-fashioned people!

In this year, you still want to buy meat from the black market, what are you thinking? ..."

Next, Xu Damao completely let himself go and belittled everyone in the yard.

In short, everyone in the courtyard is an idiot, except Xu Damao, who is smart enough.

Only he, Xu Damao, is wise and intelligent...

This made Wang Ping quite confused.

Brother, I'm still sitting here!

I am also a resident of the courtyard! ...

However, this also made Wang Ping understand.

Why was Xu Damao in the previous life's film and television dramas not liked by the people in the hospital?

Why did Sha Zhu beat him to death when he got the chance?

With his foul mouth, Wang Ping could only say: He deserves it!

Not to mention others, even Wang Ping himself wants to beat him up now.

Besides, this old guy doesn't have much vision.

Wang Ping's face already looked very sour.

But he acted as if he didn't see it and continued to belittle everyone in the courtyard in various ways.

Just when Wang Ping was about to collapse, three old men saved him.

As the door of the uncle's house was opened, the uncle walked out with a large teacup in his hand, looking heroic and confident.

Behind him, the second uncle and the third uncle were walking in square steps with solemn expressions.

The old man's house was only about twenty steps away from where the tables and chairs were placed.

But even with such a short distance, after the three old men walked past, the originally noisy central courtyard actually began to gradually quiet down.

When the three old men sat down, the entire place fell silent.

Xu Damao curled his lips in disdain and snorted coldly in a voice that Wang Ping could hardly hear.

However, Wang Ping discovered that the boy's eyes were full of envy and jealousy when he looked at the three uncles.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!..."

The second uncle coughed violently a few times, as if he was afraid that others couldn't hear him.

Then he stood up with his big belly.

"Um...ha!...let's start the meeting now!"

"Everyone, be quiet! ...and..."

"This... um!... in our courtyard... um!... what is it..."

"Ah!...Um...that..."

"And... um!... it's like this..."

......

As a result, he hummed and hawed for a long time but couldn't say anything.

The crowd, unable to hold back any longer, finally burst into laughter.

"Hirako!... Look!... Look!..."

Xu Damao pointed in the direction of the second uncle and said indignantly: "That's the level!"

"A man like this is still a second uncle?

Still going to speak at the conference?

"My...what can he say?"

Wang Ping pursed his lips, trying his best not to laugh.

The laughter of everyone in the yard completely angered the second uncle.

His face turned red and he slammed the table hard.

A loud "bang!..." sound actually made the crowd's laughter subside a little.

"Be serious!" the second uncle said angrily, "We are having a meeting! Look at you, what do you look like?"

His angry rebuke did shock everyone.

The whole place fell silent again.

This made the second uncle nodded with satisfaction.

However, before he could say anything else, a childish voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Second uncle...you're banging on the table, can you please be a little more gentle?"

"If you break the table, my dad will have to work hard to fix it for you!"

"Next time, be a little more careful when you take photos!"

"Are you tired?"

These few words spoken in a childish voice with a Henan accent immediately made the whole audience laugh again.

The child's mother, a rural-looking woman in her thirties, quickly stood up.

She covered the child's mouth and apologized to the second uncle repeatedly: "Second uncle, it's okay! It's okay!

Hit that table so hard.

Even if the photo is damaged, it doesn’t matter!

My old Lin Xiu is just tired!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hospital burst into laughter again.

......

The mother and son with Henan accents are the wife and youngest son of Carpenter Lin in the backyard.

The Hongxing Sub-district Office has a large number of houses.

With so many houses, it is inevitable that some repair work will need to be done.

To this end, the street office set up a special housing maintenance team.

Somehow, Carpenter Lin, who worked in a small woodworking factory in the capital of Henan Province, was transferred to this maintenance team.

It has been more than two years since the family moved here.

Therefore, the whole family still retains a strong Henan accent.

Carpenter Lin has two older daughters besides this youngest son.

Although this family of five all have Henan accents, they are simple and kind, and are quite popular in the courtyard.

......

After two consecutive bursts of laughter, the second uncle was completely confused.

Want to slap the table again? But I'm afraid it will break apart.

But if he didn't bang the table, he didn't know how to proceed.

Just when he was in trouble, the old man coughed dryly and stood up.

Seeing the first uncle coming to the rescue, the second uncle quickly retracted his neck and sat down.

After the old man stood up, he didn't speak first.

He first picked up his big teacup and took a sip of tea.

Seeing the old man stand up, everyone gradually stopped laughing because of his usual majesty.

When the old man put down the teacup in his hand, the yard became quiet again.

Wang Ping stole a glance at Xu Damao next to him.

I found that the mockery on his face had actually subsided a lot.

It seems that the uncle is really powerful.

Even someone like Xu Damao had some respect for him.