Siheyuan: The Counterattack of Passerby

However, Lin would never drink this kind of so-called high-quality tea. If he made tea at home, he would drink the best jasmine tea or Maojian tea. He also planted a few tea trees in his own small world. He asked a colleague from the purchasing department of the factory whose hometown was in the south to bring them back from the south when he returned home to visit his relatives.

During this period of time, he is trying to learn how to roast tea by himself, but he has not succeeded yet. Once he succeeds in roasting tea, he will be self-sufficient in tea in the future.

Yan Bugui held the teacup, blew the tea foam floating on the water, took a sip, and said to Lin Geng with a drooling face: "Xiao Lin! Look at what happened. It's all my fault for being too careful! But you also know that my whole family depends on my salary of more than 30 yuan to support them.

If I had calculated how much I spent, I would have been unable to make ends meet! As the saying goes, if you can eat well and wear well, you will be poor, but if you can’t calculate, you will be poor! I really have no choice! Alas! "

Lin Geng curled his lips and said, "Teacher Yan, I don't like what you said. You have been a teacher for more than ten years, right? According to your years of work, if I am not mistaken, your monthly salary is at least more than 40 yuan, right?

If you said that your whole family relied on your salary to survive, I wouldn't say anything, but Aunt Yan often took some work making matchboxes at the street office. She should earn at least seven or eight yuan a month, right?

Moreover, you also let the children in your family help to paste matchboxes after school. Everyone in this yard knows that your family pastes the most matchboxes every month. I heard from the street office that your family can earn more than ten yuan a month just by pasting matchboxes. Am I right?

Also, it has been three years since Brother Jie Cheng graduated from junior high school, right? Although he hasn't found a formal job, he often does odd jobs and pays you five dollars every month!

There is also Jiefang, who also graduated from junior high school last year. He didn't get into high school, so he also started looking for work outside with Jiecheng. According to your requirements, they have to pay you at least five yuan every month, and the rest is their pocket money!

By this calculation, your family's monthly income can basically reach 70 yuan, which is considered a high income in our courtyard house, right? And you are still crying poor to me, is this interesting?

Stop it, don't deny it. If you deny it, then we won't talk about anything else! Please go back now!"

After Yan Bugui heard what Lin Geng said, his first instinctive reaction was to deny it outright, but before he could say anything, he was stopped by Lin Geng. He was shocked and thought to himself, how could Lin Geng know so much about his family's income? This made it difficult.

He originally went to Lin Geng, cried to him about his poverty and acted pitiful, hoping that Lin Geng would use his connections to find jobs for the two brothers Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang for free.

But now Lin Geng knew his family's income situation very clearly. So his plan to cry poor and ask Lin Geng to help Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang find jobs for free would be thwarted.

So Yan Bugui said to Lin Geng with a bitter face: "Xiao Lin, you can't calculate it like this. Although my family can earn 50 or 60 yuan every month, you can see that my family has to support a family of six. Before, four children had to go to school. Now Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi are still in school. It's hard to save any money!"

Lin Geng took out a pack of Shuangxi cigarettes, knocked out a cigarette and threw it to Yan Bugui, then lit one for himself and sneered, "Come on, Mr. Yan, don't cry poor to me, I know what you are up to!

Don’t you just want me to use my connections to find jobs for Yan Jiecheng and Jiefang? This is easy and difficult at the same time! It all depends on whether you are willing to spend money! "

After hearing this, Yan Bugui's heart tightened and his face became even more bitter. He quickly said to Lin Geng: "Xiao Lin! I know you have many connections, know many leaders, and have a lot of face in many factories. It will be easy for you to arrange a job for you, right?

Look at your Yu Li. When you first got married, didn’t you arrange for her to work at the supply and marketing cooperative? And didn’t you arrange jobs for Zhuzi’s wife and Guangtian?

I don't ask you to arrange for my Jiecheng and Jiefang to work in a good place like the supply and marketing cooperative. It will be fine if they can just find a job in a factory, as long as it's better than the odd jobs they do every day!

For you, this is just a matter of words, right? If I talk about money, wouldn't that be looking down on you?"

Lin Geng knocked off the ash from his cigarette, looked at Yan Bugui, sneered and said, "According to what you mean, you think that I can use my mouth to ask for help and arrange a job for Jie Cheng and Jie Fang, right?"

Yan Bugui smiled and said to Lin Geng shamelessly: "How can that be possible! I also know that things like using connections require entertaining and giving gifts, and it always costs some money!

Look, I have fifty dollars here, take it first, and consider it as a treat for you. I'm asking you to help me with this matter!"

Lin Geng watched Yan Bugui fumble with a handful of change from his pocket and took a quick look. There was a ten-yuan note, a few five-yuan notes, and the rest were two-yuan and one-yuan notes. There were even some Mao Zedong bills. It looked like a large handful, but it seemed as if this was the limit of what he could take out.

Moreover, when Yan Bugui took out the money, his face was full of reluctance and pain, as if his flesh was being cut. He was so reluctant.

Lin Geng was really disgusted by Yan Bugui. He had said so much, but Yan Bugui was still playing tricks on him. He continued to cry poor to him and wanted to spend only fifty yuan to let Lin Geng find two jobs for the two brothers Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang.

Lin Geng then didn't want to talk to Yan Bugui anymore. Since Yan Bugui still wanted to plot against him, he wouldn't be polite to Yan Bugui.

So he stood up, pushed the money on the table back to Yan Bugui, and sneered, "Teacher Yan, is this your sincerity? For fifty yuan, you want me to arrange two jobs for your family, and they are formal workers in the factory! Do you think this is possible?

Yes, you are right. I arranged a job for Yu Li, and also for Erya’s sister-in-law. I also found a job for Liu Guangtian!

But you don't know that I didn't find the job for Yu Li just by talking. I also paid for the job position that someone else had transferred. I paid 700 yuan, not a penny less!

Erya's job was approved by Sha Zhu himself from the factory leaders, and it was only a temporary worker quota. Later, she bought the work position that was transferred from someone else and was able to get a permanent job.

Liu Guangtian spent 500 yuan on his work, and he still has to pay 10 yuan every month, and he hasn't paid off his debt yet!

How much face do you think I have? I just smile and give people a work target. I don't have that much face!

So please keep this fifty dollars. I really can’t afford it and I don’t have the ability to do it! Please go back. I can’t help you with this! I can’t help you with this! "

As he said this, Lin Geng grabbed the money and stuffed it into Yan Bugui's pocket, then pulled Yan Bugui up and tried to drive him out.