The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

The two men were stunned for a moment and whispered a few words. Xu Damao returned to his workstation, while Yan Jiecheng walked straight towards Chang Wei.

"Weige!"

Chang Wei looked up at Yan Jiecheng and asked, "What's the matter, Jiecheng?"

Yan Jiecheng complained and explained his purpose. "It's just a small matter. Can you please not tell my father about the benefits of his workstation? You know my father is very stingy and doesn't give me a dime..."

Chang Wei smiled and nodded. "Okay, I understand. Let's go back to work."

I thought that we are indeed a family, and everyone knows how to calculate. However, it is understandable that young people want to have some pocket money.

But Yan Bugui probably wouldn't come to ask about this, after all, the half-price lard benefit is already very good. Fifteen kilograms a month is not too extravagant for a normal family.

When the disaster lasts for three years, eating one pound of food for a year is a luxury.

Yan Jiecheng immediately thanked him with a smile on his face. "Thank you, Brother Wei. I'll get back to work now."

"Go! Study hard."

"Hey!"

Chang Wei looked at Yan Jiecheng's back, who was walking with the wind, and smiled faintly.

This kid is quite easy to satisfy, and he is kind of filial. In the end, he still takes care of the old couple Yan Bugui.

Now only Liu Guangqi is left. He received a donation from Liu Haizhong at the welfare home this morning. He was very quick and willing to invest, so he donated 600 yuan directly.

But there is no need to rush to tell Liu Haizhong. It would be more reasonable to wait a few days before telling him.

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After get off work in the evening, He Yuzhu rode a bicycle with Chang Wei and met Xu Damao and his partner at the factory gate.

"Hey! You idiot, you're walking back? Then just walk slowly. By the time my buddy gets home and has dinner, you'll be there too. You're gone first." He Yuzhu said deliberately showing off.

"Stop messing around and go away." Chang Wei patted He Yuzhu and nodded to Xu Damao and the others.

This Sha Zhu teases and mocks Xu Damao and never misses any opportunity. The two of them are really a pair of enemies.

The Victory Cannery is about six kilometers away from the courtyard. It takes nearly half an hour to get there by bicycle at a slow pace, more than ten minutes at a fast pace, and nearly an hour to get there by foot at a fast pace.

"Silly Zhu, damn it." Xu Damao yelled at He Yuzhu who was riding far away.

Then he looked at Yan Jiecheng beside him and said to save face, "Jiecheng, look at Shazhu, it's just a bicycle, it's his own, why are you showing off? If I didn't ride it before, I'll buy one tomorrow."

Yan Jiecheng was not stupid, and he immediately flattered him eagerly. "That's right, what are you showing off, Brother Damao, buy a bicycle and take me with you to and from get off work, and I will be your driver."

He didn't want to walk either, but Yan Bugui, the bicycle owner, would definitely not buy one for him. The old man himself had been jealous for a long time and was reluctant to buy one.

It’s just right that Xu Damao said this, so I can get a ride then.

Xu Damao thought about it and nodded with a smile. "Okay, that's settled then."

I thought, you idiot, you are only qualified to be a driver, look at my buddy, he doesn't even have to ride himself...

Sure enough, when He Yuzhu returned home and dinner was ready, Xu Damao came back and passed by the Central Courtyard.

He Yuzhu leaned on the window and taunted again. "Hey! You idiot, your legs are still hurting? I just made dinner, and you haven't eaten it yet?"

He kept the window open, waiting for Xu Damao to come back, and now he has finally come.

Xu Damao didn't expect Sha Zhu to mock him continuously, and he jumped up and down angrily and shouted, "Sha Zhu, don't show off, I'll go buy a bicycle tomorrow, it's better than a driver like you."

He Yuzhu raised his lips and retorted with disdain. "I don't know if some people are just talking big. I'll wait and see tomorrow. I don't think many people will actually buy a bicycle."

"Shazhu, just wait." Xu Damao's face turned red instantly. He gritted his teeth, said this, and went home without looking back.

When he goes back, he will have to ask Lao Deng to buy him a bicycle tomorrow. At worst, he can just bring back the benefits from the factory.

He Yuzhu looked at Xu Damao's back, grinned, hummed a tune and closed the window, feeling happier than getting married.

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"Jie Cheng, are you telling the truth?" Yan Bugui exclaimed excitedly.

He didn't expect that the slaughterhouse had such benefits, and he could buy 15 kilograms of lard at half price every month. This is lard, although it is not big board fat, it is also a rare and good thing, and it tastes the same when boiled.

"Dad, Brother Wei said this afternoon that the factory has decided that as long as I work hard and perform well without making any mistakes, I will be given the benefits stipulated for formal employees every month." Yan Jiecheng continued to add.

"Okay, okay ~ Jie Cheng, then you have to work hard. Although there is no salary, the benefits every month are not small. Add to that the fifteen kilograms of lard, you can't buy these even with your salary." Yan Bugui slapped his thigh and advised with a smile on his face.

He made the right move, but it seemed that he owed a big favor to that person, as it was just a painting from beginning to end.

"We have 15 kilograms of lard this month, how can we finish it? We don't have to buy oil anymore in the future." The third aunt said excitedly.

Yan Bugui immediately got involved and started to make plans. "My dear, we can't finish all this. We can boil it and sell some at the pigeon market. This way, we can save some oil residue to improve our meals.

Oh, and those canned goods that are given out as monthly benefits are all rare. There must be a lot of people who want to try them. Maybe they can be sold at a high price in the Pigeon Market..."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he realized that he couldn’t eat canned food anymore.

Come to think of it, it makes sense. Dad is just like this. He can't just give this can of food to his dad for nothing. He won't get a penny from selling it. He needs some pocket money...

The thought flashed through his mind, and he found an excuse to take the opportunity to say, "Dad, you have to give me some money to buy cigarettes, and they can't be too bad."

When Yan Bugui heard that he was asking for money, his smile immediately turned cold. "Yan Jiecheng, you don't get paid but you still want to buy cigarettes? What the hell do you want?"

"Dad, I don't smoke by myself. Think about it, can you learn a skill just by watching? Then why do you need a master? This is not the same as you teaching a student.

So I have to build a good relationship with him, right? Brother Wei introduced me to a level 6 worker, and it was the team leader who arranged it for me. If I have the opportunity to become his apprentice in the future, then how far will it be for me to become a formal worker?"

Yan Bugui thought it made sense and nodded thoughtfully. "Then I'll give you two dollars a month and I'll tell you not to smoke."

It is true that learning a craft is not something you can learn by just watching. In the past, learning a craft meant following a master for ten or eight years. If the master didn't want to teach, you wouldn't learn anything.

Moreover, if Xie Cheng takes this team leader as his teacher, his chances of becoming a regular worker will be greater, and he will have a backer, which will make it much easier for him to pass the assessment and upgrade in the future. It was because of Yi Zhonghai that Jia Dongxu was able to get the second-level worker so quickly.

Yan Jiecheng agreed happily. "Got it, Dad."

I was happy. This way, I had more than seven yuan of pocket money a month. I really had to buy cigarettes. This was not a scam. Not only could it help me build relationships, but it would also give me face in front of others. It was worth the money.

I can save a little in the remaining month and use it as my own little piggy bank. It’s a wonderful thought.

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