Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

It's not easy to invite people to dinner, so of course you can't be stingy. There is wine and food, a large table full of meat and vegetables, and pots of rice. The main purpose is to make sure everyone eats well.

In the end, the workers felt embarrassed and wanted to contribute some money, but Zhang Zhiqiang directly refused and said that it was his turn to pay.

Director Li ate a few bites and then left. After all, he was a leader and he couldn't let go of these workers.

Although the status of leaders in this era is not higher than that of workers, and everyone is shoulder to shoulder, there is always a difference in status.

As expected, the atmosphere became lively as soon as Director Li left, and everyone praised him for being so ambitious and generous.

After eating and drinking, the workers went back in groups of three or four. Zhang Zhiqiang asked them to pack up the leftovers. Since he had already treated them, it didn't matter if they took some extra food.

This meal, which included both wine and food, cost a total of 18 yuan, which was almost half a month's salary for Zhang Zhiqiang, but Zhang Zhiqiang felt it was worth it.

As long as he is not taken advantage of, it is difficult to make him poor in terms of food and drink.

Zhang Zhiqiang staggered towards the courtyard. He had also been forced to drink a lot of alcohol.

By the time they reached the courtyard, Zhang Zhiqiang was almost sober after being blown all the way by the wind.

I came back quite late, and Yan Bugui was about to close at this time.

"Qiangzi, where have you been so late at night? Oh, you're drinking."

Yan Bugui asked curiously.

"I have passed the fifth-level fitter test. I promised to treat my coworkers to a drink. I was delayed for a while."

Zhang Zhiqiang also greeted him with a smile, trying to look presentable no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't even bother to close the door. He looked at Zhang Zhiqiang and said, "Qiangzi, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why did you invite those irrelevant people? You might as well treat the people in our courtyard to a meal. Others will also say that you are a good person, right?"

Yan Bugui tried to persuade him earnestly. In his opinion, inviting colleagues to dinner was an incredible thing.

"Haha, Third Uncle, you're quite funny. You talk as if you two are not unrelated people."

"How can they be the same? As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. We are all your neighbors, and I..."

"Yes, yes, you only know how to scheme against my neighbor. Okay, I'm going back to sleep. I'll see you later."

Yan Bugui wanted to preach, but Zhang Zhiqiang blocked his words and just left, not taking his uncle seriously at all.

"I just ate a little of you and spent a little of you, but you still remember it now. You can't eat four dishes in your life."

Yan Bugui is also double-standard. He schemes against others and doesn't let them bear a grudge against him.

When Yan Bugui returned home, he was still angry and sat on a chair, puffing on his cigarette.

"Old Yan, why are you so angry so late at night?"

The third aunt asked curiously, why is he sitting here so late without sleeping, it’s obvious that something’s wrong.

"It's Zhang Zhiqiang. He just came back at this time. Do you know what he was doing? He treated his coworkers to a meal."

Yan Bugui said in a muffled voice.

"That's too much. Why invite those irrelevant people to dinner? It's better to invite the people in the courtyard to dinner."

After all, the third aunt had been with Yan Bugui for a long time and was deeply influenced by his thoughts.

"That's right. He didn't like what I said to him and went home directly. I spoke up for him a lot during these conferences."

Yan Bugui was breathing heavily, but Zhang Zhiqiang just didn't take him, his uncle, seriously.

"Okay, Old Yan, don't be angry. It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. There's no old man to help at home. It's Zhang Zhiqiang's turn to be unlucky."

"That's right, go to bed."

Silent all night.

the next day.

Zhang Zhiqiang still got up early.

Getting up early has become a habit. I did a set of boxing and then jogged towards the steel mill.

On the way, I met Xu Damao, who was walking towards me yawning.

"Hey, Brother Damao, where did you steal the cow last night?"

Zhang Zhiqiang stopped and asked with a smile.

"What do you mean by stealing a cow? Is your brother Damao that kind of person? Yawn~"

"Yesterday afternoon, I went to Shigeji Commune to show a movie, but it was too late and they wouldn't let me leave. They insisted that I stay there for the night."

When Xu Damao saw that it was Zhang Zhiqiang, he stopped his bicycle and started talking to Zhang Zhiqiang.

"That's not the case. What's wrong? Are you not used to sleeping in the countryside?"

"How can that be? That's not Widow Zhao. Bah, why am I telling you this? Look at this."

Xu Damao patted the old hen in the basket. It was still alive.

"Brother Damao, Sister Xiao'e is still here, you can't do anything reckless."

Zhang Zhiqiang frowned. This Xu Damao was really a person of bad character. He deserved to be called the "First Blood Master".

Just take this as an example, in this era, the sentences for such things are very severe. How many people have the desire to commit a crime but not the courage to do it? Only Xu Damao has the guts to commit all kinds of crimes and is not afraid of being reported at all.

"Yawn, look at what you are talking about, Qiangzi? I am doing fine with your sister-in-law Xiao'e."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm still sleepy. I'll clean the chicken tonight and we'll have a couple of drinks."

Xu Damao invited while yawning.

"Okay, then Brother Damao, please come back quickly. I'm going to work first."

"Okay, see you later."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he rode away on his bicycle, riding crookedly without any fear of falling.

Zhang Zhiqiang shook his head and went to work, thinking that he would persuade Xu Damao later. Lou Xiaoe was such a good wife. Marrying him was like marrying down. She had no other problems except that she didn't work. But he...

……

As Xu Damao arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he happened to meet the third uncle Yan Bugui who was getting ready to go to work.

"Hey, isn't this Xu Damao? It's been a while since we last met. Are you back to show movies again?"

Yan Bugui's eyes rolled around, and greed was revealed in his eyes as he looked at Xu Damao's old hen.

"Yawn, Third Uncle, you are joking. We met yesterday."

Xu Damao was speechless. He just left yesterday, so what did he mean by we haven’t seen each other for a while?

Then he found a small bag from the cloth bag on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Here, these are mushrooms that were dried by the members of Shigejie Commune. They are delicious when stewed with chicken. You can take some home to eat."

"Hey, Damao, look at what you are doing."

Yan Bugui said polite words, but his hands were not slow at all and he quickly took the mushrooms.

Then he said, "Da Mao, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I have the mushroom, but this chicken..."

Yan Bugui looked at the hen in the basket, and his hint was obvious: Uncle, you have mushrooms, so why not give me the chicken too?

This outrageous move left Xu Damao speechless. He had given Yan Bu many expensive things in the past, but he always sent him away with just a few small gifts. This time, he even set his sights on his own hen. What do you think?

So, you can't be too nice to this person, otherwise he will become more and more demanding like Yan Bugui.

"Yawn~ Uncle, I really can't give you this hen. I'm keeping it for my wife to make soup."

"To be honest, I'm not young anymore, and I'm ready to have a child for my wife."

After saying this, Xu Damao pushed his bicycle towards the backyard.