Siheyuan: Father Yi Zhonghai and Sister-in-law Lou Xiaoe

You have to remind Dad that there are no private restaurants in this era.

All the restaurants are state-owned.

As a result, these state-owned restaurants have always had good business.

Just like now, the shelling rate can reach about 80%.

It was this loud slap that attracted everyone's attention, and they all turned to look over.

The waiter was covering his face with his hands and looking at Yi Bufan angrily.

"Why do you hit people?!"

The young man obviously still didn't realize his mistake.

"what happened?"

The person in charge heard the noise and ran out.

"He beat me!"

The waiter immediately complained and pointed at Yi Bufan.

"Comrade..."

The person in charge turned and looked at Yi Bufan.

Since they are all state-owned restaurants, there is naturally no such thing as the customer is God.

We are all earning a salary, and even if we earn more, it is not ours.

"He was saying happy birthday to my friend while he was serving noodles."

"Did I make a mistake?"

Yi Bufan looked at the person in charge.

"That's just dried noodles!"

The waiter was still a little unconvinced.

Yi Bufan raised his hand again.

"Longevity noodles, longevity noodles."

"I will personally serve this bowl of longevity noodles to this female comrade."

"I apologized to you on his behalf."

Fortunately, the person in charge reacted in time, otherwise this slap would definitely be more powerful than the previous one.

"That's right, everyone eats longevity noodles on their birthday."

“This name is very important.”

"If this happened in another place, I might be beaten to death."

"This slap was well deserved."

As everyone started talking, the person in charge pulled the young man away.

A lecture is inevitable.

However, I'm afraid few children would notice such things.

"Thank you!"

Ding Qiunan turned and looked at Yi Bufan.

This was the first time someone stood up for her.

"Why are you being polite? This guy must be new here and doesn't understand these things. Don't mind it."

"Birthdays are meant to be happy."

"That's what they say."

“Every birthday is when you are youngest, because when the sun rises, you are no longer the you of yesterday, but a brand new you.”

"After your birthday, you will also be a brand new person in the new year."

Yi Bufan poured some water for Ding Qiunan and the two clinked their glasses.

Just think of it as drinking.

"Thank you. As for me, I just hope that I can have a good job next year. It would be even better if I could get a promotion or something."

"Just like Liang Ladi, she is very powerful among us lesbians."

“He’s the idol of many of us.”

"The salary is higher than most men in the factory."

Ding Qiunan still has his own goals.

As long as the level is raised, the salary will naturally be higher.

"Liang Ladi is indeed a rare high-level technician."

“But, this is just a hobby.”

"You are a little girl now, why do you need such a high salary?"

"If you like it, study it carefully. If you don't like it, just work for the salary."

In some people's opinion, the work in the workshop is not suitable for these women.

Just like those fitters, blacksmiths and the like, they are all physical jobs.

Although after becoming a senior technician, you don’t need to do too many things yourself every day.

Generally, the harder and more tiring work is done by apprentices.

However, to become a senior technician, one needs to spend a long time studying.

Just like Yi Zhonghai, he has now become an eighth-level fitter.

The salary is naturally very high.

Every day when working in the workshop, I don’t need to make many parts myself.

In most cases, we just do some guidance work.

I only do it myself when I encounter parts that are more difficult to make.

But being able to reach this level requires a lot of effort.

In addition, Yi Bufan knew very well that what he needed to do next was to hold on and survive the time when the wind was strong.

As long as we get through this period of time, many industries will gradually emerge.

It doesn't mean that everyone can only make money by working in a factory or screwing screws in a workshop.

People like Ding Qiunan may have more choices.

"That's true."

"But, seeing how good others are, I always want to give it a try."

Ding Qiunan stuck out her tongue and said.

"Well, it's good to be ambitious."

"You might also consider changing your career."

Yi Bufan made a suggestion.

"I want to do that too. If I have the chance, I'd like to work in the publicity department or logistics department."

Ding Qiunan nodded and helped Yi Bufan pick up the food.

"I think you should find a partner now."

"Oh, that's the Liang Ladi you mentioned just now."

"On the 16th day of the first lunar month, I will hold a wedding banquet with Nan Yi. Now they have registered their marriage."

Yi Bufan was also thinking about whether to tell it or not, since he would know it sooner or later anyway.

"is it?"

"It seems like they are quite a good match."

"In fact, I saw them getting pretty close before."

Ding Qiunan was a little surprised, but didn't look disappointed.

It seems that he really has no feelings for Nan Yi.

"I see."

"I was like, it's only been a few days and they're already together."

"So they had hooked up a long time ago."

"It seems like I have to ask Nan Yiduo to treat me to a drink."

Yi Bufan chatted with Ding Qiunan about all sorts of things, and also learned a lot about what these girls were thinking.

Finally, he sent Ding Qiunan home before leaving.

After returning home, Ding Qiunan couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Thinking about every little thing that happened just now.

Every girl has her own dreams when she reaches this age.

For example, the Prince Charming in a dream.

A capable young man like Yi Bufan would naturally become the prince charming of many young girls who are just beginning to fall in love.

As for whether the dream can come true, that is another matter.

......

Time flies and it is the 16th day of the first lunar month.

For the people in the courtyard, this has naturally been a long-awaited event.

Everyone wants to have an eight-course meal.

If this happened to be a wedding for any other family, I'm afraid there wouldn't be such a grand ceremony.

It is only because Nan Yi and Yan Jiecheng are married that we have the opportunity to let everyone appreciate it.

Early in the morning, Yan Bugui had arranged for people to paste wedding characters and couplets in every place in the courtyard.

The yard was cleaned inside and out.

As the groom, Nan Yi is also responsible for cooking, so he can be said to be busier.

As for Liang Ladi, she went out to live last night, just to satisfy the feeling of being married again.

As noon approached, strings of firecrackers rang out.

The neighbors saw Yan Jiecheng and Nan Yi coming out from the smoke at the gate.

The two men walked in, each carrying his new wife on his back.

Naturally, his face was full of smiles.

Yan Bugui was also generous for once and scattered two handfuls of candy at the door.