Siheyuan: Yan Jiekuang's carefree life

Yan Bugui thought for a moment and said, "The sooner you go, the sooner you will return!"

"Got it!" Yan Jiekuang replied, and ran into the main gate of the middle courtyard. Not long after, Yan Jiekuang arrived at the door of Xu Damao's house. Yan Jiekuang shouted, "Brother Damao!"

Xu Damao opened the door and said, "Come in!"

Yan Jiekuang entered Xu Damao's house, took a look at the furnishings in the house, and asked, "Brother Damao, you live alone now?!"

Xu Damao replied, "Originally, my father and his family were going to move out after the Chinese New Year. But they urged us to move out sooner, so we moved out earlier." Then Xu Damao pointed to the radios on the table and said, "I searched for a long time and only found these few. Take a look, how many of them can you put together?!"

"Okay! Let me take a look!" After saying that, Yan Jiekuang walked to the table, pulled over a chair and sat down, then picked up a radio, deftly removed the back cover, and started to work.

After about half an hour, Yan Jiekuang looked at Xu Damao and said, "Brother Damao, you are lucky! You brought back five machines in total. If we piece them together, we can have three."

When Xu Damao heard there were three, his eyes lit up immediately and he asked, "Jie Kuang, how long will it take to get them all?!"

Yan Jiekuang replied: "It's not a big problem. If it's fast, it will take an hour. If it's slow, it won't take more than two hours."

Xu Damao said hurriedly, "Jie Kuang, I'll make you a cup of malted milk, drink it while you do it. I don't ask for speed, as long as you fix the thing."

"Then I won't be polite!" After saying that, Yan Jiekuang first removed the necessary parts from the two badly damaged radios. Then he removed the broken parts from the other three radios, and after installing the good parts, Yan Jiekuang checked the radios with a multimeter to make sure there were no problems. Yan Jiekuang then plugged in the power, and soon a crackling sound came from the speaker, and after a few seconds, the sound of opera came from inside.

After debugging one radio, Yan Jiekuang took a break, drank a sip of malted milk, and continued to debug the next one. After working for almost an hour, Yan Jiekuang finally got all three radios done.

Yan Jiekuang put away the tools and said, "Brother Damao, these three radios have been repaired. If there is nothing else, I will go back first!"

Xu Damao took out a dried chicken and a big unity and stuffed them into Yan Jiekuang's hands, saying, "Go back and ask Auntie Sanda to make it for you. You are as thin as a monkey, you need to eat some more."

"Then I won't be polite!" Yan Jiekuang accepted the cured chicken and the money, and then said, "Brother Damao, I'm leaving first!"

"Yeah!" After Xu Damao sent Yan Jiekuang out the door, he couldn't wait to close the door, walked to the table, looked at the three radios on the table, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said to himself: "Of the three radios, I'll keep one, and give one to my father and the section chief each. I'll find an opportunity to get close to the section chief and try to get a raise after the New Year. Then I can get a job as an official. No matter what, I can't let that stupid guy Sha Zhu get ahead of me!"

As soon as Yan Jiekuang left the backyard, Second Auntie ran back home and said, "Old Liu, I just saw Yan Jiekuang coming out of Xu Damao's house. He was holding a cured chicken in his hand."

"What?!" Liu Haizhong's face changed, and he said, "What does this Xu Damao mean?! He gave gifts to that old man Yan Bugui, but not to me?! Does he look down on me?!"

The second aunt muttered, "Xu Damao wouldn't do such a stupid thing, would he?!"

Liu Haizhong said very confidently: "That's not necessarily true."

The second aunt then asked, "Old Liu, why did Xu Damao give Yan Bugui a gift for no reason?!"

Liu Haizhong frowned and said, "I don't know about that."

Liu Guangqi, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said, "Just now when I saw Xu Damao coming back, there was a sack of stuff on the back of his bicycle. Judging from the outline, it looked like a radio."

The second aunt quickly agreed: "I saw it too. It seems that there are quite a lot of them?!"

Liu Haizhong frowned and asked, "Why did Xu Damao bring back so many radios?!"

Liu Guangtian said, "Dad, I saw Uncle Three assembling a radio at home a while ago. Could it be that Xu Damao wanted Yan Jiekuang to help him assemble the radio?!"

The second aunt thought about it and agreed, "It's possible." Then she looked at Liu Haizhong and asked, "Old Liu, why don't you talk to Yan Bugui and ask him to help you get a bicycle and a radio?!"

Liu Haizhong pouted, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "I'll go talk to Yan Bugui later."

At the same time, Yan Jiekuang returned to the front yard and handed the cured chicken that Xu Damao had given him to his mother. The third aunt looked at the cured chicken in her hand and asked, "Jiekuang, how do you eat this?!"

Yan Jiekuang replied, "I don't know either. How about keeping it and taking it with you when you go back to your parents' home during the Chinese New Year? That way, you can buy one less thing."

The third aunt said reluctantly: "This is meat!"

Yan Jiekuang said, "Mom! Just listen to me and take the things. We will make up for all the shame you lost at grandma's house in the past few years."

Yan Bugui heard what Yan Jiekuang said, walked out and said, "You little bastard, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run a household. How much is face worth?! How can it be more important than filling your stomach?!"

Yan Jiekuang asked: "Dad, are you hungry now?!"

Yan Bugui shook his head instinctively, and then said: "But we must also prepare for a rainy day."

Yan Jiekuang teased, "Dad, now you know how to prepare for a rainy day?! Are you reluctant to give this cured chicken away?!"

Yan Bugui is indeed thick-skinned. I just don't know if Yan Bugui's face can block the bullets fired by Barrett. Yan Bugui said: "Who would dislike having too much meat?!"

Yan Jiekuang shrugged and asked, "Mom, my dad is so stingy, how did you fall in love with him in the first place?!"

The third aunt replied, "I heard the matchmaker introduce you to me. Your father and I met and talked for a few minutes, and we got married not long after."

"What a fast pace!" Yan Jiekuang grumbled unconsciously, and said, "Mom! Don't listen to my dad. Take the cured chicken to my grandma's house later. Besides, this cured chicken is so small, it's not enough for my second brother and Jie Di to eat. It's better not to eat it than to feel uncomfortable."

Yan Bugui was immediately amused and said, "Just taste it. Why do we need to eat comfortably? We need to take things slow and steady."

Yan Jiekuang said, "Mom! Did you hear what my father said? Since my father wants to live a long and steady life, I will give him a bowl of cornmeal porridge for a day and a steamed bun to eat."

Yan Bugui jumped up and said, "That's not what I meant!"

Yan Jiekuang replied: "I think that's what you mean."

The third aunt also echoed: "I think so too!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'm wrong! Okay?! I won't say anything more to you!" Yan Jiekuang turned and went into the main hall. Seeing Yan Bugui's angry look, Yan Jiekuang and the third aunt laughed at the same time. The third aunt then said, "Jiekuang, will you go with me and your father on the second day of the New Year?!"

Yan Jiekuang said, "I won't go. It's better for me to stay at home."

The third aunt understood what Yan Jiekuang meant and said, "Okay! I'll ask your second brother later. If he doesn't want to go, you two brothers can stay at home together. Your father, I'll be back with Jie Di at noon."