Siheyuan: At the beginning, he scolded the sticks!

Seeing Xu Damao's smug look, He Yuzhu pouted speechlessly, turned his head away, and didn't speak.

Zhang Long poured the tea himself, and placed a cup in front of He Yuzhu and Xu Damao, both of them quickly picked up the teacup and held it in their hands.

Sit still, glanced at the two people, and said lightly:
"In this rolling mill, the three of us, including the first uncle and the second uncle, all belong to the same courtyard. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. I want to be stable as a leader here, and I can't do without the support of all of you, but now you How can I trust you all when you are fighting inside?"

Perhaps Zhang Long's expression and tone were too calm and calm, but in this environment and atmosphere, he seemed very depressed. He Yuzhu straightened up immediately, and raised four fingers to the ceiling:
"Brother, I swear, I will never argue with Xu Damao again in the future!"

Xu Damao was also infected at first, and was about to follow He Yuzhu's words, but who would have thought that such a sentence would immediately disrupt his rhythm.

"What do you mean you don't care about me anymore? Why are you doing the right thing?"

"I'm sorry that you don't have... Brother, you can say it first."

Looking at Zhang Long's angry eyes, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao both sent it down silently, admitting their mistakes in a low voice.

Zhang Long didn't want to talk at all now. He suddenly realized that making these two people reconcile is like asking He Yuzhu to give up Qin Huairu completely. Not only is it unrealistic, but it doesn't even make sense in theory!
Rubbing his temples, adjusted his mood a little, looked at the two people with shrunken heads like quails in front of him, sighed, and asked Xu Damao directly:
"Has anyone come to ask the third master for something recently?"

This topic turned so suddenly that both He Yuzhu and Xu Damao were confused, but the two of them were still quick-witted and reacted quickly.

Xu Damao didn't dare to resent Zhang Long anymore. Hearing Zhang Long's question, he immediately poured out what he knew:

"I don't know if there is such a person, but I know that the third master asked around a few days ago if there is any place to make up books."

"Replenishment books?"

These days, books are a precious resource. Unlike later generations, if a book is broken, you can just throw it away. These days, if a book is broken, you can not only not throw it away, but even repair it. Book occupation, but this occupation has gradually disappeared with the development of time and technology.

At least Zhang Long has never seen it in later generations.

Seeing that Zhang Long's interest was aroused, Xu Damao said more attentively: "Isn't it? I've seen that book before, it must have been soaked in water, and some characters on it have been blurred, I guess, even if it is repaired It’s not good and I can’t see it anymore.”

Zhang Long asked again: "Do you remember what kind of book this is?"

Xu Damao thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "I don't remember, the words are blurred, I just remember it was a green cover."

Green cover?

That's it!

Ran Qiuzhu said that the book had indeed a green cover.

No wonder the third master didn't return the book. It turned out that the book was damaged. This book costs 12 yuan. It is estimated that the third master was reluctant to buy it, so he procrastinated until now.

Zhang Long got up and asked He Yuzhu and Xu Damao to go back first, and by the way, told He Yutian to bring him two taels of pork when he returned home today. Although the two of them couldn't figure out what Zhang Long was thinking now, they were always obedient, so they slipped away out the door.

Two people were at the door, you pushed each other, squeezed out of the door frame at the same time, almost fell to the ground.

He kept grinding until six o'clock in the afternoon, when he got off work, Zhang Long rode his bicycle back to the courtyard. Just as he arrived at the gate, he saw He Yuzhu standing at the gate with a pig's head down, stomping his feet coldly.

When he saw Zhang Long coming from a distance on a bicycle, he quickly waved to him, ran towards the bicycle, waited for Zhang Long to stop, and stuffed the pig's head into his hand.

As soon as the meat was in his hands, he knew that it was definitely more than two taels, and it was a catty and a half, and it was not raw pork, but marinated, and seasoned by the way. It is estimated that He Yuzhu was eaten by Zhang Long himself, so he quickly offered it. Be courteous.

Zhang Long didn't order, just nodded his head, with no superfluous expression on his face, and asked He Yuzhu to go back first.

He Yuzhu could only nod his head, and waved to Zhang Long flatteringly: "Brother, go slowly, it's not enough, I still have more!"

Zhang Long didn't look back, but turned his head slightly and shouted that he understood, and then continued to walk forward. This attitude made He Yuzhu feel very uncomfortable.

Originally, he wanted to go to the third master's house with the meat, but now that there is so much meat and it is still prepared, Zhang Long didn't want to make money on the third master, so he went home first, found two pieces of raw meat from his own house, Peeled two slices and put them in a bowl.

Zhang Long's meat slices are very thin, and the meat slices are frozen outside, which takes up a lot of space, so he didn't even arrive for one or two, and the whole bowl was directly filled.

He put the pork head meat given by He Yuzhu on the table, slipped two steamed buns into the pot, said hello to the old lady who was watching TV, and went to the third grandpa's house with the bowl.

After knocking on the door for a long time, I heard someone shout impatiently: "Who is it?"

The voice should be the third master.

"I, Third Master, come to see you."

When the third uncle lying by the stove heard the familiar voice, he reacted for a while before realizing that it was Zhang Long, and then hurriedly got up to open the door for Zhang Long.

As soon as the door opened, seeing the bowl of meat in Zhang Long's hand, his eyes lit up immediately, nailed to it for a long time without opening it, he rubbed his hands and asked with a smile:

"Where is this going? Why is there a bowl of meat in this hand?"

Zhang Long showed great generosity, he reached out and stuffed the bowl into the third master's hand.

"Didn't I just want to see you getting old? I don't have anything to bring, so I brought some meat from home for you."

As soon as the bowl was in his hand, the Third Master's face immediately burst into a smile, and the heat from the laughter directly blurred half of his glasses, exaggerating Director Long.

"I just said that you are not simple, you really have the material, you are really sensible! Hahahaha."

Looking at the third master who couldn't close his mouth, Zhang Long scratched his head shyly, then pretended to be embarrassed, and asked:
"Third Master, to be honest, I came to you this time for something."

As soon as he heard that there was something wrong, the third master's laughter stopped immediately, the muscles on his face trembled, and suddenly he felt that the bowl in his hand was a little light.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Long pretended not to see the sudden change of the third master's face, and continued to say shyly: "That's right, I want to borrow a book from you."