Zhang Yu got up early, cleaned up every corner of the house, and sealed up all the food.
Then we went to Yanbu Gui’s house.
"Third uncle, third aunt, are you at home?"
The person who came out after opening the cotton curtain was Yan Jiecheng.
"It's Zhang Yu. Do you have anything to do with my parents?"
A rare visitor, this is the first time in so many years that I have come to my door.
"Xie Cheng is at home. I have something to do with Third Uncle. Is Third Uncle at home?"
"Zaaaaaa, I'm eating in the house. If you have anything to do, come in and talk."
Yan Jiecheng invited Zhang Yu into the room.
"Dad, Zhang Yu has something to do with you."
After Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, he left Zhang Yu behind, went back to his seat, and went to eat his own meal.
"Zhang Yu, what do you want from me?"
Yan Bugui glanced at Yan Jiecheng, how could he treat guests like this?
"Oh, Mr. Third, it's okay. I just want you to write one for me when you write Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year. I would like to ask you to paste them on them for me."
Zhang Yu dug into his bag, took out fifty cents, and put it on the table.
"Uncle Third, these 50 cents are just to thank you for helping me write the Spring Festival couplets. The remaining 2 cents are to thank you for helping me post them."
Yan Bugui's family looked straight at the fifty cents on the table.
Yan Bugui, who just had a bottom line in mind, immediately came to his senses.
"No, no, no, Zhang Yu, it's just a couplet. I can't ask for your money. Please take back these fifty cents quickly."
"You can use the third uncle, that's because you respect me. This is just a handful of peanuts. It doesn't cost money. In the past years, I didn't confiscate money from the neighbors, so I can't set this precedent."
Yan Jiecheng looked at the old man and denied it. His heart was so anxious that he was jumping up and down.
I just give you the money and you go ahead. What’s going on at home? You’re pretending to be aloof from behind. If you weren’t in charge of the house, the money would have gone into your pocket long ago.
"Well, third uncle, you don't want the money, but you can't help me in vain. How about a bottle of Xifeng wine."
Zhang Yu could see that Yan Bugui had a look of pain on his face when he declined, but his tone was still very firm, so he had to think of other ways.
When entrusting someone to do things, you must give them gifts, especially for people like Yan Bugui. Only if you give enough gifts in the early stage, there will be no trouble later.
"Okay, as long as it's not money, I'll take whatever you give me."
I'm worried about the Chinese New Year and I don't have any wine to drink at home. A bottle of Xifeng wine is more affordable than 50 cents.
"Then it's settled. After the New Year, I will deliver Xifeng wine to your house."
Why does this sound wrong? It’s the end of the New Year?
"No, Zhang Yu, you won't be celebrating the New Year in the compound this year?"
"Yes, third uncle, I plan to go back to the countryside this year. I haven't been back for two years. I was promoted to a fourth-level worker this year. Let's return home in glory, hahaha."
Zhang Yu smiled proudly, and Yan Bugui smiled sadly.
Look at Zhang Yu, and then look at his own children. They are not much different in age. Zhang Yu has been a fourth-level worker for a long time. Yan Jiecheng is still a low-level worker and a high-level worker. He only knows how to brag and chew on me all day long.
"Third uncle, you go on eating and I won't disturb you. We'll see you next year. I wish your family a happy New Year in advance."
"Hey, I also wish you a Happy New Year, and help me say hello to your parents as well."
"Thank you, Mr. Third, while you eat, I'm going to leave first. Aunt Three is leaving."
"I'll give it to you."
As the third aunt said, she stood up and wanted to see Zhang Yu off, but Zhang Yu quickly waved her hand.
"You're too polite, Third Aunt. There's no need to give it away. You'd better go ahead and eat."
After saying that, Zhang Yu went out and returned to the backyard. After checking that nothing was left behind, he locked the door, pushed the cart out of the courtyard, and rushed to the vegetable market.
At this moment, Yan Jiecheng watched Zhang Yu leave, and then he opened his mouth to question the old man.
"Dad, what do you think? You don't even want fifty cents. Do you think our family is not poor enough?"
After Yan Bugui heard this, he put his chopsticks on the table.
"What I think, isn't it obvious enough what I think?"
"I can't take this fifty cents, why should I charge that fifty cents."
"Zhang Yu is a fourth-level worker at a young age. How much room does he have for promotion? We can only establish good relationships with people at this time. Only when they become rich can they see us."
"If we really collect the fifty cents, it will become a transaction. From now on, if we entrust someone to do things, will we also have to spend money?"
"Not to mention the fifty cents, even the bottle of Xifeng wine, I don't want to take it. The more we take, the less space we have for others to do things."
"Look at Zhang Yu, and then look at you. They are about the same age, and he does everything right. But you, you only care about your immediate interests, and pay back fifty cents. You can barely afford even one cent." p>
"Tiantian knows how to deal with you. This is all you have. You just have to be hungry to death. If you feel that your family is struggling, work hard. Otherwise, you will be thinking about eating me all day long."
"It's not just Jie Cheng, but also you guys. Those who study hard in school, and those who work hard, don't worry about my little family background, it's none of your business."
"Eat!"
Yan Bugui picked up his chopsticks again, and after taking only two bites, he couldn't eat any more. Looking at the children who were not trying to make progress, Yan Bugui put down the bowls and chopsticks, and went out for a walk with his hands behind his back to relieve his depression. When Yan Bugui left the door, everyone looked at me and others, all looking at Yan Jiecheng.
It’s really a matter of not picking up the pot, now it’s better, the whole family will be punished.
Yan Jiefang and the others chatted with each other, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and went to do their homework to escape from this embarrassing situation.
Yan Jiecheng was also very puzzled at this moment. How could we end up in this situation while discussing the matter of fifty cents?
"Mom, you won't speak for me. Don't you want that fifty cents? Think about it, with that fifty cents, our family can buy a pound of pork with another three cents."
The third aunt glanced at Yan Jiecheng angrily. Lao Yan had already spoken thoroughly, and he was still trying to argue.
"Whether I want it or not depends on your father's wishes. You don't know who is in charge of this family."
"You're still selling pork with 30 cents. Can you give me the 30 cents? It's easy to say, but don't you know how hard it is to make money?"
Yu Li saw that something was wrong, so she quickly acted as a peacemaker and tried to figure out how to resolve the situation.
"Mom, don't be angry. Jie Cheng is like this. Fifty cents is really too tempting. Jie Cheng is also temporarily confused and only sees money."
"Jie Cheng, so are you. Dad has made it very clear. Why are you still holding on to it? It's good to have something to eat and something to wear. What are you choosing? You should thank our father for his magnanimity and caring about our food.
Leave us alone."
Yu Li knows how to talk and behave, so that the third aunt and Yan Jiecheng can't find any fault.
The two of them didn't have the heart to be stubborn anymore. They hurriedly talked about each other and went about their own business. Yu Li looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table. She would have stopped talking if she had known it and let them be stubborn. Now it's better, it's all done.