Li Donglai looked at Yan Bugui and sneered: "I don't understand Jia Zhang.
You have been her neighbor for decades, do you think she will let it go now that she has suffered a setback?"
Yan Bugui straightened up, trembled at the corners of his eyes, and shook his head: "Most of the people living in our courtyard are workers from the steel rolling mill. They all work in the same factory, and they all get along well.
Only this old godly woman from the Jia family is a heartless thing. In recent years, everyone has helped her family a lot because they saw that Lao Jia died early and Qin Huairu had no job and her life was difficult.
But this old pious woman didn't appreciate it. As long as she wasn't allowed to take advantage, she would scold others.
This time, our tutoring class has offended her, and she will never let it go!"
Li Donglai nodded.
This old teacher is very wise!
Yan Bugui analyzed it for a long time and felt that he could not let Jia Zhang go easily.
But how to deal with an old godly woman?
Ask the boss!
Yan Bugui raised his head involuntarily: "Donglai, what do you think we should do?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Donglai's mouth: "Tear her up!"
"Tear it up?" Yan Bugui smiled bitterly, "Jia Zhang is famous for being unreasonable, how can we survive the quarrel?"
Li Donglai smiled faintly: "Who asked you to quarrel with her?
The tutoring class is under the name of our courtyard, and it was approved by the elder.
If Jia Zhang went to report it, she was destroying the unity of our courtyard house.
She is the rat shit in our courtyard.
As the third uncle, you have the obligation to dig out this rat shit!"
Yan Bugui's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but clapped his hands.
Yes, Director Wang from the sub-district office came to the courtyard two days ago to investigate.
She said that she would set up a tutoring class as a model of mass spontaneous work and report it to the public.
What Jia Zhang did was a slap in the face of Mr. Wang and Director Wang.
but....
It's not that easy to use me as a gunner!
Yan Bugui pursed his lips and was about to speak when a large one-dollar bill appeared in front of him.
Money can make the world go round.
If the ghost refuses to push the mill, then add more money.
Li Donglai smiled and said: "From now on, you will be the second person in charge of the tutoring class, and you will receive an extra yuan for tea every semester."
"Don't worry, I will let Jia Zhang know what the power of the masses is tonight!" Yan Bugui took the dollar and put it in his arms.
With this dollar, I can buy twenty more kilograms of stick noodles.
Li Donglai looked at his money-obsessed look and shook his head helplessly.
He turned around and walked halfway, then turned back and warned: "When the conference is held, you'd better bring Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang with you."
Jia Zhang's fighting power is not weak at all.
…
Yan Bugui returned to the house and slammed the table: "Liberation, Jie Kuang, come to live."
Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang were cleaning up the house. They came out and stared at him: "What kind of work? Do you want to pay?"
Looking at these two heartless children, Yan Bugui said coldly: "Everything you eat and drink belongs to me, isn't it? Do you need money to help with some work?"
"This time, you don't have to take action."
Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang curled their lips at the same time and looked at each other helplessly.
...
Li Donglai came back to the house, and Li Xiaomei was cleaning the table. When she saw the eggs in his hand, her face suddenly wrinkled: "Brother, you bought eggs again. If this continues, when will we be able to save enough to marry you a wife?"
money?"
Li Donglai put the eggs on the table and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, I have found a wife."
Brother has a partner?
Li Xiaomei threw the towel on the table, jumped up to Li Donglai, and stared at her big eyes: "Brother, which family is this girl from? Please tell me quickly."
Li Donglai sat on the chair: "I'm thirsty!"
"I'll pour you some tea now!" Li Xiaomei brought the enamel vat with all her might, then held her chin and stared at Li Donglai.
Li Donglai took two sips of tea and felt really panicked by her stare, so he smiled and said, "He is the chief doctor of our hospital. He is from Beijing. His parents are intellectuals."
"Intellectuals?" Li Xiaomei frowned.
She had heard the sisters-in-law in the compound say that to get married these days, one must have a good family background.
However, my elder brother is from the third generation of farm laborers, and his parents sacrificed their lives to save collective property.
It's definitely a good root and there should be no problem.
Also, the doctor is better than the widow in Qinjiagou.
After understanding everything, Li Xiaomei's eyes widened, her face full of expectation: "Brother, when will you bring my sister-in-law back to see her?"
Li Donglai looked at her angrily: "We just confirmed the relationship. This girl is shallow, please wait a few more days."
Hearing this, Li Xiaomei pouted and began to make calculations in her mind.
The attending doctor at the Steel Rolling Mill Hospital, from a family of intellectuals.
Well, when I get a chance, I'll go and meet him first.
Don't let your brother be fooled.
Li Xiaomei originally planned to make water noodles at night.
Now that we have good news, we naturally have to celebrate.
Let’s make egg and vegetable noodles tonight.
The little body got busy in front of the coal stove.
Soon, the fragrant noodles were ready, and each brother and sister filled a bowl.
The eggs are charred and the noodles are glutinous.
Li Donglai didn't even miss the soup and drank it all.
After eating, Li Donglai moved a chair and sat in front of the door.
Waiting for the show to unfold.
...
Jia family.
When Mrs. Jia Zhang came back from visiting, she opened the lunch box on the table and took a look. Her old face suddenly drooped.
"Si Zhu is so serious. He's becoming more and more perfunctory. He's just feeding vegetables and radishes to the dogs!"
Qin Huairu brought the stick noodle porridge and explained in a low voice: "Si Zhu said that there has been no reception in the factory for the past two days, so he got these dishes without telling the canteen director."
Bangge was pinching ants and raised his head: "I think Shazhu is a fool. Wouldn't he steal some meat from the warehouse?"
Jia Zhang nodded: "That's right, the cafeteria is so big and there is no meat. Silly Zhu did it on purpose."
At this time, the smell of eggs wafted in from outside.
Jia Zhang and Bang Gang both swallowed their saliva.
The scent was like a hook that reached into their intestines, pulled out their intestines, and then kneaded them into balls.
Hungry, so hungry...
Jia Zhang's nose twitched twice like a dog, and he quickly discovered the source of the aroma.
She looked up and saw Li Donglai and his sister eating in the house.
His face suddenly turned cold: "Damn it, Li Donglai, eating eggs without thinking of honoring my old lady, will be like Silly Zhu in the future, a destitute!"
Banggan was so greedy that his mouth watered: "Grandma, I want to eat eggs."
Jia Zhang also wanted to eat eggs. She glared at Qin Huairu: "Did you hear what I said? Go buy some eggs tomorrow."
Qin Huairu was about to cry, but Jia Xudong's monthly salary was only 20.5, and he also loved to gamble.
The money I get back every month is less than ten yuan.
This ten yuan is not enough to eat vegetables and radishes all day long.
Fortunately, there are leftovers and steamed buns from Shazhu.
That means there is no famine.
Eggs cost 0.48 yuan per pound, how can you afford them?
Qin Huairu said timidly: "Xudong gets it back every month..."
Before she could finish her words, Jia Zhang interrupted her and said fiercely: "I don't care, Bangge just wants to eat eggs, you think of a way!"
Qin Huairu was also furious: "Why are you so unreasonable? Can I lay eggs for you?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang looked Qin Huairu up and down and said "poof".
"Laying eggs? Don't think that giving birth to a baby boy is a big deal. Liu Gangzhu's family already has three boys. If you don't give birth to a boy to our old Jia family next time, you won't be as good-looking as you!"
Qin Huairu was about to cry but had no tears. Ever since Xiaodang was born, Mrs. Jia and Zhang had been calling Xiaodang a loser all day long.
If it was Brother Donglai, he definitely wouldn't mind.
I regret it~
Qin Huairu fell into endless regret until there was a sound of knocking an iron basin outside.
