Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

The second half of a famous couplet corresponds to the first half: the sound of wind, rain and reading is pleasant to the ear.

This is a story about what scholars who want to enter the government should do in their lifetime. I believe many people have heard of it, but few can finally do it.

No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, front yard - Yan's family.

Looking at the clear soup on the table, Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but complain, "This again, Mom, can't you put a little more rice in the porridge?"

Today is Sunday, a day for the workers to rest. But it is not a day for Yan Jiecheng. At this moment, Yan Jiecheng is still trying to save money to buy a job. After several years of hard work, he has almost saved enough money to buy a temporary worker.

However, as an ambitious young man in the courtyard, he still hopes to have a formal job with a regular salary, rather than a temporary job where he doesn't know when he can get a permanent job.

At noon today, the grain station had a batch of grain to be loaded at the railway station. After lunch, I had to rush to the railway station to carry the large bags. If I don't eat well in the morning, I won't be able to bear it when I work later!

To be honest, just like the farmers who are farming now, if you ask them - do you have feelings for the land? If you meet a farmer with a bad temper, he will definitely answer you - why don't you let your father farm?

After seeing the colorful world in the city, no young person would be willing to return to his own small piece of land.

It's just that the few acres of thin land at home give too little, and the input is not proportional to the output. At this moment, just find a retirement job, the kind that provides food and accommodation, such as - security guard.

Yan Jiecheng was born and raised in Laosijiucheng. He had never farmed, and what he most hoped for now was to get a decent formal job so that he could get married and have children. When he had the chance in the future, he would divide the family property with his father, who had the same surname as him but was called Laokou. Then he would run away and never come back.

However, in fact, Yan Jiecheng did the same thing later, and he realized his idea. It’s just that some people will be unhappy. But so what? I, Yan Jiecheng, am happy.

Speaking of which, I don’t know if it’s because there are too many villains living in this courtyard or it’s because of bad feng shui. None of the people living in it have a good ending.

"Hmph, you only pay this little money a month, it's good enough if you can have something to eat." Yan Laokou snorted coldly.

What Yan Bugui said was really true. His two younger brothers and sisters are still in school and not working. They don’t even have steamed corn bread to eat in the morning, so they mainly have a meal to maintain their vital signs.

This morning, all the steamed corn breads were his. They were prepared specially for him, knowing that he was going to work.

Today was Sunday, and he was the only one working, and he was the only one eating. Yan Bugui was really cruel, he could even do that to himself.

Look at the second uncle in the backyard. After dinner every night, he would eat fried eggs and drink wine, and he would not let himself suffer. But the actual situation is that there is no way. If I don't eat better, I will not be able to afford this job for a long time.

Knowing what kind of person his father was, Yan Jiecheng did not argue with him. He silently picked up the last steamed bun and started eating it in big mouthfuls amid the envious eyes of his younger brothers and sisters.

After finishing his meal, he quietly got up and left. He had to go to work soon. He had already agreed with the company. If you keep breaking your promise, the leader will not hire you even if there is work in the future.

A man without integrity cannot stand. The men in this city all want is face.

Ahem, I've strayed off topic. The main point is that if you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will. In the past two years, many people have fled from famine in Sijiu City, but not many have relatives to rely on.

Most of them find odd jobs in the city to barely make a living, and few can find formal jobs. Some who are unwilling to be ordinary join gangs and make money in side jobs.

The last type is the most hopeless. They don't even know where they are. A brick can hit a large number of directors. If you make money here by doing something illegal, you will be punished soon.

The subdistrict office also regularly checks these outsiders who have no household registration and work, mainly those who are unemployed, and will cooperate with the police station, railway and other departments to repatriate them to their hometowns.

There are only so many jobs in the city, and if these people stay, it will squeeze the living space of the locals. And to put it bluntly, these people without jobs are themselves unstable factors. If they can't survive, who will care about your morality and law? Fill your stomach first.

By the time Yan Jiecheng finished unloading the grain at the railway station, it was already past noon. Some of the more energetic people followed the last grain truck to the grain station, where more people were needed to unload the grain.

These are all jobs that can provide employment.

However, with the development of science and technology, and the pursuit of efficiency, if this truck of grain were put in the present day, with the help of tools, the driver alone could handle the loading and unloading work.

However, Yan Jiecheng, who had been suffering from malnutrition for a long time, obviously did not have the energy to follow the car again. After settling his salary, Yan Jiecheng found a nearby huoshao restaurant and sat down to enjoy the authentic Sijiucheng huoshao.

I just don’t know if there is any original flavor of large intestine in this - Three reviews of the New Century’s One Plot.

I don't think so. After all, diners might feed the original large intestine into the boss's mouth with their own hands, and the boss would not be able to do business in the future.

Yan Jiecheng enjoyed the hot stew with freshly baked fire-baked bread. This was the way to live. When he recalled the food he usually ate at home, Yan Jiecheng ate it even more happily, without any intention of taking it home to share with his family.

As the only two people in the Yan family who earn money now, it can only be said that Yan Bugui has done a very good job in education. Yan Jiecheng has learned to be stingy and treats his family members equally.

As for the braised pork and steamed buns, Yan Jiecheng would only reward himself with a meal after completing the work when he received a job that earned big money, such as carrying heavy bags at the grain station. After all, he had not found a job yet.

When Yan Jiecheng raised his head to wipe his sweat, his eyes were attracted by a slender figure. A girl of about 18 or 19 years old, wearing a light blue floral dress, walked past his table and attracted Yan Jiecheng's attention. He immediately felt that the stew in his bowl was not so fragrant.