Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Jialiang lit a cigarette, shook his legs leisurely, and looked at nothing.

Kenong had a worried look on his face and stared at Lin Zhiyuan.

The brigade commander was rocking in the rocking chair, looking so cool.

Lin Zhiyuan frowned in thought.

The rabbit didn't make it to the table, it survived in the cracks.

The bear and the eagle are in opposition, and the situation changes every day.

Xiao He's attitude is becoming more and more arrogant. The mutual assistance between the camps is already unstable, and it might be completely cut off one day.

The top management is preparing for a rainy day, but how should they do it?

……

After finishing one cigarette, he lit another.

Halfway through the second one, Lin Zhiyuan finally had an idea, but it was not perfect.

"Uncle Li, stock up on gold and get some benefits together!"

Kenong couldn't help but chuckle, "Still hoarding gold? My family can barely make ends meet."

Lin Zhiyuan naturally knew this, and continued, "Then arrange for an economic team to go out and earn money."

"It's easy to say, where is the economic team? Where can we make money? Who can guarantee it?"

Lin Zhiyuan was not panicked even after being asked three questions in a row.

"The team doesn't know. The location is Hong Kong Island. As an important port between the East and the West and a maritime transportation hub, I can't think of it. No one agreed. Moreover, it can also prepare for the return."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jialiang's legs stopped shaking, the brigade commander stopped rocking his chair, and even Kenong fell into deep thought.

Lin Zhiyuan remembered the brigade commander's request and added another sentence.

"Uncle Li, maybe the God of Wealth has someone, or has even done it."

Kenong's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but smile.

"That makes sense. I'll go sit down with him later!"

……

After eating, the uncle and nephew went home.

The brigade commander didn't give him cigarettes, saying that it was because Kenong's coaxing was not perfect. Lin Zhiyuan could only curl his lips.

After getting off the car, the two walked side by side towards the courtyard.

The night is dark and dotted with stars.

Lin Jialiang's expression relaxed, tensed, and repeated over and over again. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked.

"Zhiyuan, do you want to go outside and take a look?"

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned. He really had this thought.

It's better to be able to go out and threaten other people than to be scared at home.

Even if it is just to accumulate capital on behalf of the family, it can speed up the revival.

Especially if the brigade commander can overcome the obstacles, he may be able to change the future.

……

After a long silence, he responded with a smile.

"Uncle, it's not important whether you want to or not. What's important is whether the organization needs you. You're already exhausted from pacifying the world. Young people should step forward. The burden can't always be on you."

Lin Jialiang smiled unconsciously.

"Good boy, you are so stable in the steel mill. I thought you were not aggressive enough."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "Just do your job and keep the steel mill moving forward steadily."

Reaching out and patting Lin Zhiyuan on the shoulder, Lin Jialiang changed the subject.

"The old political commissar accidentally fell and broke his bones in July, and he didn't even go up the mountain. Your second aunt went to see him, and I plan to go and take a look for a day or two. Do you want to come with me?"

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but pursed his lips, "He's so busy, it's not a good idea for me to go, right?"

"Indeed, let's talk about it later."

……

On September 9, the Russian bear threw a brick at the moon.

In addition, in July, Xiao He had a quarrel with Xiao Ni in the kitchen and had a slight upper hand, so he was in high spirits.

The beautiful Xiao Ai felt a little uncomfortable as she had just taken office but had no political achievements.

After much thought, I finally came up with a good idea.

If we could invite Xiao He to our house, it would definitely cause a sensation in the whole village.

So, I decisively sent out the invitation.

Xiao He was not vague and simply agreed.

As a result, when the staff asked him what he wanted, Mr. He said he wanted to have dinner with Monroe. Can you believe it?

What’s even more bizarre is that they insist on making a 114-meter-high bird.

This thing is a radical product. It is tall, big and unsafe.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly along the way and we landed safely in Da Piaoliang.

Well, there's a problem again. The hatch is too high and the motorized gangway can't reach it.

Our Uncle He used his hands and feet to climb down the emergency gangway, which was definitely a historical first.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is no one like him before and no one like him after.

After all, no one would get off the plane like this when visiting someone else's house.

Of course, Lin Zhiyuan was not clear about the specific details.

Looking at the People's Daily in his hand, Xiao He was secretly moved during his visit.

Breaking the ice?

Should we team up first, suppress the others, and then decide the winner?

Standing up, putting away the newspaper, Lin Zhiyuan let out a long sigh.

after get off work.

Ride a bike to Lingjing Hutong.

The brigade commander is about to go on a business trip. I have asked him to read the new book "Persecution", but I don't know if he has finished reading it?

We rushed all the way, and when we arrived, we found that the brigade commander was not there.

After waiting for a long time, it was already dark and he finally came back.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down in the courtyard.

Each of them lit a cigarette, and the brigade commander spoke slowly.

"The new book is not good. It seems like a form of personality cult, which is not good. Especially since we are trying to rectify the literary and artistic atmosphere recently. If not for me, then for you as well. We must be cautious."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown. After working so hard for more than a year, he was killed by the protagonist?

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan was silent, the brigade commander smiled and said, "Take a break for a while. Don't create anything in the near future, unless it's a group portrait."

"okay."

Lin Zhiyuan's eyes flashed, and he chuckled, "It just so happens that I also want to take a break. Besides work, I also have to write a book. It's really too tiring."

"You kid, just be lazy!"

The brigade commander chuckled, remembered something, turned sideways, and waved.

"Let me tell you a funny story. Kenong met with Chen Caishen and they talked for several hours. Now Caishen is so worried that his hair is almost bald."

After saying that, he couldn't help but laughed a few times.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Anyone would be worried. To put it nicely, it's the God of Wealth. To put it bluntly, it's an abacus. You have to calculate carefully!"

The brigade commander clicked his tongue and said, "Now both of them are busy, one is trying to get information, and the other is racking his brains."

Lin Zhiyuan rocked the rocking chair and complimented him with a smile.

"He is an extremely smart person, he must have a solution."

"Hahaha, there's no other way. Isn't that extremely smart?"

The brigade commander smiled cheerfully, "I'll have to see carefully when I see him next time, who will have a solution first, or will the ultimate come first?"

Without staying long, the brigade commander had to go on a business trip, so Lin Zhiyuan left early.

Fortunately, they left early. Not long after they left, Kenong and Chen Caishen arrived at the brigade commander's house together.

Otherwise, you'll be dragged into bragging again.

Small cross yard.

Lin Jialiang has already gone south, Lin Zhihao went to Bingcheng to study, and Lin Manyu also lives in the dormitory.

Recently, Wu Xia comes home sometimes early and sometimes late.

After supervising the three little ones doing their homework, Qin Huairu got up and prepared to cook.

As soon as I walked out of the living room, I ran into Wu Xia.

"Second Aunt, you came back late today. You must be tired. Please sit for a while. I will go to cook."

Wu Xia smiled and said, "I'm not tired, let's go together."

The mother and daughter came to the kitchen one after another.

Qin Huairu couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling uncomfortable in her stomach.

With rich experience, thinking of pregnancy reaction, he hesitated and said, "Second Aunt, I feel like vomiting. Could it be that I am pregnant again?"

"Really? Zhiyuan wants a daughter so much that he's almost crazy."

Wu Xia exclaimed and gestured, "Come on, go on, go sit in the living room first. I'll ask someone to find Mr. Ren."