Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Yan Fugui stared at his eldest son in a daze. Yan Jiecheng said in a daze, "Dad, what do you mean by looking at me like that?" Yan Fugui sighed and said, "It seems I have to find you a job." Yan Jiecheng was so happy in his heart. He looked at his father with a smile and said, "Dad, you are not making fun of me, are you?"

Yang Ruihua, who was standing next to him, felt that his wife was confused, and asked solemnly, "Old man, are you crazy? Don't you know how much a job costs? You really need to find a job for our eldest son!" Yan Fugui nodded and said, "I've thought about it. I'm going to find a job for the eldest son."

He had already thought about this matter a long time ago. He had to find a job for his eldest son. If he was the only one working at home, the pressure of life would be quite great. Anyway, his eldest son didn't want to study, so he might as well make money to supplement the family expenses. Yan Jiecheng said with a smile on his face, "Dad, you are so kind."

In the past, I always thought that my father loved money more than them, and coupled with his stingy personality, I felt that I was still far from finding a good job. I didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly. Although I didn't know why my father changed his mind, Yan Jiecheng was very happy in his heart.

Yan Fugui looked at his boss's happy expression, pursed his lips and said, "Boss, don't be happy too soon. Some things must be made clear to you in advance, so that we don't have any arguments later." Yan Jiecheng nodded and said, "Dad, you tell me. I promise to agree."

Yan Fugui said with a smile, "Now a regular job position at least costs 400 yuan, plus the cost of finding someone to take care of it, you have to pay more than 450 yuan. A temporary job position also costs 10 to yuan, and you know that I have to pay all this money. But when you start working, you must pay me yuan from your monthly salary. You have to pay it back to me for five consecutive years."

Yan Jiecheng frowned, his expression immediately turned unfriendly and he said, "I pay you ten yuan a month, 12 months a year, that's 120 yuan. In five years, that's 600 yuan. You are really awesome, the abacus beads are about to hit me in the face. I am your own son!"

Yan Fugui coughed, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. After thinking for a while, he said, "Can you calculate it this way? It's true that I may have taken advantage of you in the past five years, but it's your fault that you can't find a job. If you can get into high school or technical secondary school, I won't have to worry about you so much. You can go out and find a job now. If you can find a job, I won't ask you for money."

Yan Jiecheng looked a little gloomy. He had tried to find a job before, but now there are too many wolves and too little meat. Many children of leading cadres are unemployed, not to mention his son, a primary school teacher. He sighed helplessly, nodded and said, "Okay? I agree to this."

Yan Fugui said again, "Don't worry, it's not over yet. After you find a job, you must give our family another five yuan per month for accommodation and food expenses." Yan Jiecheng opened his eyes wide and said, "This is the first time I've heard of a father asking his son for accommodation and food expenses. The total is 15 yuan per month. How can I have that much money?"

Yan Fugui snorted coldly and said, "I was the only one who worked hard to raise you children. You children were finally raised by me. Shouldn't I get some interest? Your mother, your second brother, your third brother, and your youngest sister have no income. As the eldest brother, do you just want to watch and watch? As the saying goes, take from the people and use it for the people. Now that I have your money, I will have to spend it on you."

Yan Fugui made a big promise, and Yan Jiecheng wanted to say, "What does the life and death of those people have to do with me?" But the words came to his lips and he couldn't say them. Yan Jiecheng sighed. Although he was unhappy, what could he do? He had to bite the bullet and nodded. Now she is old, she must make plans for her future. She must have a job, otherwise she won't even be able to marry a wife in the future.

Seeing his son agreed, he nodded with satisfaction. Yan Fugui thought for a while and said, "Don't think that I am taking advantage of you. Finding a job for you not only costs me money, but also requires my connections. These things are what you don't have now, you should thank me."

Yan Jiecheng squinted his eyes and nodded, forcing a very ugly smile on his face. But deep down, he was quite dissatisfied. As a father, it is natural for his son to find a job, isn't it? But of course he couldn't say it out loud, so he just nodded and said, "Okay, Dad, I'm doing you a favor."

Yan Fugui smiled and said, "Hehe, that's good, big brother, you've grown up. Okay, let's have breakfast. After breakfast, those who need to go to school should go to school, and those who need to go to work should go to work. Oh, by the way, I have to pick up He Yushui. From today on, I have to ask Shazhu for more money. Although it doesn't take much effort for me to pick up Yushui, it is still labor after all, and 5 yuan a month is a bit too little."

Yang Ruihua held his wife and said, "Honey, isn't it wrong for us to do this?" Yan Fugui pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said proudly, "What do you know? The couple only earns more than 100 yuan a month. Can they spend so much money? It would be better for them to help our family more."

Yang Ruihua thought for a while and said to the old man, "Why don't you ask Zhuzi, see if he can introduce a job to our boss. I heard that he has a very high position in the steel mill, and the two directors of the steel mill are especially good to him." Yan Fugui was stunned, squinted his eyes and thought about it, and felt that what the old woman said made sense.

That makes a lot of sense. He thinks that with his intelligence, he can definitely use his eloquence to get Sha Zhu to introduce a job to his boss for nothing. Then he can make up a lie and get some money from the boss. What a good plan! The more Yan Fugui thinks about it, the more it makes sense. He nodded and said, "You guys eat first. I'll go to He Yuzhu's house to ask."