"I think the third uncle is right. We ordinary people have to live carefully. If we can really spend every penny as two cents, ask everyone who wouldn't do it?" Qin Huairu said with a smile while watching the excitement.

"Yes, that makes sense!"

"Huai Ru is right."

Neighbors responded one after another.

Yan Fugui smiled happily and said proudly: "As the old saying goes, if you don't have food and drink, you won't have poverty. If you don't calculate it, you will suffer poverty."

"Is this your old saying, Third Master?" Xu Damao said sarcastically.

"It doesn't matter whose old saying it is, as long as it makes sense." Yan Fugui said with a straight face.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's so lively?" The neighbors were busy here, and on the other side, Liu Haizhong came into the yard carrying a bag.

"His second uncle is back?" Yan Fugui said with a smile, "We have nothing to do, just chatting."

Just as Liu Haizhong was about to speak, Xu Damao answered again.

"How about saying that the third uncle is a man of culture? These men of culture all talk differently. Hey, here is one thing, there is another thing, and the other way around is different."

Yan Fugui's face turned cold: "Xu Damao, did you take the wrong medicine today? What's wrong with you and the weird people here?"

"Hey, third uncle, you have wronged me." Xu Damao smiled half-heartedly, "You are so virtuous and highly respected, how dare I dare to be so rude to you? I am here to fight for your injustice. How rude was it for me to speak to you in broad daylight just now?

Why don't you give him a lesson and make a small comparison between the family tradition of the second uncle's family and that of your old Yan family? What is the result of the comparison? Does anyone remember it?"

"Xu Damao!" Yan Jiecheng pointed at him and yelled, "Stop fanning the wind here and lighting up the will-o'-the-wisp! You are too bad, aren't you? You are here to sow discord between our two families. What good will it do to you?"

"You harm others without benefiting yourself, you are simply a villain!" Yu Li also scolded.

"Yes, I am no longer a human being inside and out." Xu Damao shrugged, "I won't say anything, right? Second uncle, I have one last sentence before I leave, haha, your Liu Guangtian'er will be a filial son and grandson for Su Yuanchao.

Son, do you know? He is not usually so filial to you, right?"

"What do you mean?" Liu Haizhong glared, "You are a dog, right? Why do you bite people randomly?"

"What do you mean, you bite Lu Dongbin and don't know a good heart." Xu Damao smiled coldly, "I'll say one more thing. Just now, the third uncle lectured Guangtian and looked down on the family tradition of your old Liu family. It was also because of this.

You, you can’t tell the difference between a good person and a good person, so I’m too lazy to tell you. I’ll see you later!”

After saying that, Xu Damao waved his hands and walked away, hiding his merit and fame.

"Hey, this guy... what does this mean?" He blew his beard from his bangs and stared, holding back the evil fire.

"Third uncle, what did you say this?" He turned around and asked Yan Fugui.

Yan Fugui was a little embarrassed, because he did say just now that his family tradition was better than Liu Haizhong's.

"This... don't listen to Xu Damao's nonsense. He is just afraid that the world will not be in chaos. This man has a dark heart." Yan Fugui said sarcastically.

Liu Haizhong could see Yan Fugui's embarrassment, and the suspicion in his heart increased. He simply stopped asking Yan Fugui, and turned to ask the aunt in the crowd who was watching the fun: "His aunt, what's going on with Guangtian?"

thing?"

"It's nothing..." The eldest mother hurriedly smiled and smoothed things over, "Guang Tian helped Yuan Chao bring back a pig's hind leg, didn't everyone gather around to watch the fun? That's it, nothing else."

"Pork hind legs? Su Yuanchao bought them?" Liu Haizhong asked in surprise.

"No, it's for the welfare of your factory leaders." said the aunt.

As he was talking, he saw Yi Zhonghai carrying a piece of fat meat through the door.

"Hey, my uncle has also gained some weight. Is it five or six pounds?" Yan Fugui looked at the meat with greedy eyes and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He has been a teacher all his life, but his unit has never given him anything good. It's not like a large unit like the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, which gives out benefits at every turn.

Yi Zhonghai was a little depressed. He was used to keeping his wealth secret. With so many people staring at him carrying his fat body through the door, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Why are you all gathered here? Why are you watching the excitement?" He smiled and changed the subject.

"Let's just talk about the welfare issue." Liu Haizhong stared at the fat meat in Yi Zhonghai's hand, feeling a little bit disgusted.

He and Yi Zhonghai entered the factory at almost the same time, but Yi Zhonghai was an eighth-level worker ten years ago, and Liu Haizhong is still a seventh-level worker. As people age and their energy wanes, it is difficult to advance in technology, and there is no hope of rising to the eighth level.

There may seem to be only one level difference between Level 8 workers and Level 7 workers, but in fact their treatment and prestige are vastly different.

Just because Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level worker, he is obviously older than Yi Zhonghai, but Yi Zhonghai is the first uncle, so he can only be the second uncle.

Just because he is an eighth-level worker, Yi Zhonghai always gets his share of the welfare benefits for leading cadres in the factory, but he can only stare at them in his bangs.

Why does Liu Haizhong really want to be a leader?

Among them, the stimulation from Yi Zhonghai is definitely the main reason.

Liu Haizhong was already feeling aggrieved when he had to be subordinate to one person in the courtyard.

But now there is another Su Yuanchao.

Liu Haizhong's feelings for Su Yi are even more complicated. The experience of "no acquaintance without fighting" between the two has always made him brood.

He was afraid of and hated Su Yi.

I want to lick him, and I want him to die.

"I just heard from a aunt that Su Yuanchao sent a pig's hind leg, right?" The last sentence in Liu Haizhong asked the aunt.

"That's right, everyone has met."

"It was your son Guangtian who carried it back, and he is still in the aid house."

"If you don't believe me, ask your son."

Liu Haizhong frowned, looked at Yi Zhonghai and wondered: "Isn't this Su Yuanchao a leader? Although he is very respected by the leader, after all, he has not passed the internship period. At this level...isn't it a bit illegal to pay benefits?

?”

"Why are you worrying about this?" Yi Zhonghai didn't want to say this. "The leaders have their own considerations about who should be paid and who should not be paid, whether they should pay more or not, so don't worry about it."

"That won't work. The great man has spoken. This family is concerned about the country and the world, and cares about everything." Liu Haizhong frowned and said, "If the road is uneven, someone will step on it, and if it is unfair, someone will take care of it. I am also doing this to help the DPRK. He is too young and has no

Experience, easy to make mistakes..."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and said: "Then take your time and take care of it. I'll go back first. After leaving my wife, go back and cut the meat in half and give it to the old lady."

"Okay." The eldest mother responded, took the meat and went home with Yi Zhonghai.

"This man's moral character is really nothing to say. He is too kind to the deaf old lady. His own son is nothing more than that, right?"

"Yes, if I don't say that I can become a great man, I really set an example..."

The neighbors praised him one after another when they saw it.

Liu Haizhong felt even worse when he saw this. He cursed "for fame and reputation" and turned his attention to the door of Su Yi's house.

"Is Guangtian inside?" He raised his head and asked the neighbors.

After getting everyone's affirmative answer, Liu Haizhong's eyebrows suddenly twisted into the character "Chuan".

"You are silent inside and pretending to be deaf? What did this kid do?" Liu Hai was so angry that he walked over and banged the door.

"It's over, Liu Guangtian is going to be in trouble." Yan Jiefang gloated.

"Let's go, let's not watch the excitement." Yan Fugui waved his hand, motioning for his family to go back.

He is the third uncle. If Liu Haizhong makes a move later, will he pull it or not?

Come on, Liu Guangtian just said something bad and really deserves a beating. He is too lazy to pull.

No, it's not appropriate to just stand and watch the excitement.

So just stay out of sight.

The rest of the neighbors did not have the psychological burden of the third uncle. They all knew that Liu Haizhong's family tradition was "strict", and they all watched the excitement with great interest.

Qin Huairu's family was about to go back, but now they were all standing in front of the Chuihua Gate to watch the fun.

Jia Zhang was still thinking about Su Yi's pig hind leg, and said: "It's really unreasonable. Such a big hind leg costs at least twenty yuan. This prodigal son is not short of money, so why don't you give it to him?"

Are you blind in vain?"

"Grandma, is that leg worth twenty yuan?" BangGeng asked in surprise.

"What are you asking about?" Qin Huairu said with a straight face, "Banggen, I'm warning you, if you dare to think wrong again, I will break your legs!"

"What are you doing! Treating your own son like a thief? Are you as good as a mother?" Mrs. Jia Zhang was unhappy, "Why are you so vicious-hearted now? Don't you hope that Banggeng will be better?"

Qin Huairu said angrily: "Mom, are you really not afraid of spoiling your grandson? If he doesn't go to school these days, he is just herding sheep. He stays away from home all day long and hangs out on the street. Then

Are there any good people out there on the street?"

"Shut up, you. Boys have to make their way in society. What do you know?" Jia Zhang scolded, "Do you think anything good can be taught in school? What's the use of dropping bags of books all day long? Then

Don’t you have to be like Yan Laoxi’er to learn it?”

"I'm really too lazy to talk to you!" Qin Huairu turned around and left with a dark face.

She has been quarreling with Jia Zhang more and more recently.

"Don't pay attention to your mother, she just wants you to go to school." Jia Zhang snorted at Qin Huairu's back, turned around and touched Banggeng's head.

"Grandma, I don't want to go to school." Banggeng said immediately, "In the past two days, I met a very capable person. He said he would help me make money! Grandma, I can make money for my family. Don't let my mother give it to me.

I’m going to the countryside!”
To be continued...