People in the Siheyuan: I am a Buddhist who is in a mess

When Yi Zhonghai was explaining things to Liu Mei, the person he talked about the most was Lin Yi. Liu Mei also knew that the biggest reason why Yi Zhonghai was willing to go on the mission was because of Lin Yi.

Liu Mei started to feel sad again when she thought of what Yi Zhonghai asked Lin Yi before he left.

Lin Yi sighed, and then repeated what Yi Zhonghai said before he left.

"Aunt, grandma, it's not that I don't want to provide for Uncle Yi in his old age. I promise that as long as Uncle Yi completes his mission, I will provide for you in your old age if you don't mind."

"When the time comes, Uncle Yi will be a national hero. Maybe the country will arrange for someone to take care of you two in your old age. By then, you might dislike me."

Lin Yi's words were based on reality. If Yi Zhonghai really participated in one of the projects that Lin Yi had in mind, even if it was mediocre, his life in his old age would definitely not be bad.

After hearing Lin Yi's assurance, Liu Mei finally felt better.

In the evening, Yan Fugui came to the courtyard again.

When Yan Fugui returned home in the morning, he was still quite resistant to the idea of ​​treating others. He, Yan Laosan, always ate other people's food, so how could others eat his food?

However, this year seems to be particularly unlucky. As for the eldest son Yan Jiecheng, he has spent all his money on his coffin.

Now that he finally sees the light at the end of the tunnel, Yan Fugui decides to be tougher and invest a little more.

Just like a gambler, thinking that he can make up for his losses with just one more try.

Yan Fugui had almost the same thought.

In the morning, I took my third aunt Chen Erni and the little money and tickets I had saved this month to the grocery store, where I bought four taels of pork, three eggs, and half a pound of peanuts.

The meal is ready and we are just waiting for the guests to arrive.

As a result, he waited in the front yard but couldn't see Lin Yi and Yi Zhonghai, so he came to the small courtyard to look for Lin Yi.

"Lin Yi, didn't you say you would come to my house for dinner today? Why did you do it by yourself?"

Yan Fugui saw Lin Yi busy in the kitchen.

The independent kitchen made Yan Fugui very envious. It was unlike the one in his house, which was a cramped little room where he couldn't even cut vegetables. Once the fire was turned on, the smoke was so strong that it could suffocate people.

"Teacher Yan, Auntie is feeling a little unwell today, so I'll cook for the two of them first and then come to your place later."

Because Yi Zhonghai was not there, Lin Yi was in no mood to go to Yan Fugui's for dinner. Without Yi Zhonghai as a shield, Lin Yi felt that there was nothing to say to Yan Fugui.

Besides, there was nothing delicious in Yan Fugui's house. In the eyes of others, Yan Fugui's dinner was a huge bargain, but Lin Yi felt that it was unfair to himself.

However, Yan Fugui came to invite him again, and if he didn't go, it would seem that Lin Yi was too unkind. Moreover, Lin Yi also wanted to know what Yan Fugui wanted to ask of him that would make him so eager to treat him.

"Okay, when Old Yi comes back, tell him to come together." When Yan Fugui came, he looked around but did not see Yi Zhonghai.

"Master Yi has something to do today. The factory leader invited him to dinner. I guess he doesn't have time to come."

Lin Yi did not tell Yan Fugui about Yi Zhonghai's mission. This matter had to be kept secret and he had to wait for the factory's notice. However, Lin Yi had already thought of an excuse to the outside world. The factory leader had a work arrangement, so this excuse was very useful.

When Yan Fugui heard that the factory leaders invited Yi Zhonghai to dinner, he couldn't help but feel envious. He had been a teacher for so many years, but the principal had never invited him to dinner.

"Is that so? That's such a pity. Lin Yi, Lao Yi doesn't have time to come, but you must come. The food at home is ready and we are waiting for you."

Although he was envious, Yan Fugui's main purpose was still Lin Yi. Yi Zhonghai was just a by-product, and since Yi Zhonghai was not coming, he could save one person's food, so Yan Fugui was quite happy.

Lin Yi naturally didn't know that Yan Fugui would be so complacent about saving one person's food, so he agreed without thinking.

As soon as Yan Fugui entered his room in the front yard, he saw Yan Jiecheng, who looked like a starving ghost, gnawing on a freshly steamed bun made of three kinds of flour.

"What are you doing here today? I'm going to treat you with this steamed bread, put it down now."

When Yan Fugui saw Yan Jiecheng, he was extremely angry, especially because of the steamed buns. Yan Fugui had counted them when they were being steamed in the pot, and now two were missing, obviously they had been eaten by Yan Jiecheng.

"You are such a loser. You are single and yet you still want to gnaw on me. If you don't pay me fifty cents today, don't even think about leaving this house."

The more Yan Fugui thought about it, the angrier he became. Ever since his son started living alone with a widow, he rarely came home. When he came back, he never brought anything with him and just went out to take things from the house.

Yan Jiecheng quickly stuffed the steamed bread in his hand into his mouth, not afraid of choking to death. It was too dry to bear, so he took another big sip from the teapot.

Yan Jiecheng almost got injured at work today, which made his shift supervisor Liu Zuoming very angry, so he made him do the work of moving parts for the whole day.

The work of moving parts is very physically demanding. Yan Jiecheng didn't want to do it, but Liu Zuoming said that the damaged drill bit would be deducted from Yan Jiecheng's salary.

When Yan Jiecheng heard that his salary was going to be deducted, he became very anxious and thought of finding Yi Zhonghai to plead his case. Originally, he was introduced to Liu Zuoming as an apprentice by Yi Zhonghai.

As a result, Yan Jiecheng searched the entire steel mill but couldn't find any trace of Yi Zhonghai.

Since Yi Zhonghai was not found, Yan Jiecheng went to look for Lin Yi. After all, Yan Jiecheng believed that Yi Zhonghai and Lin Yi were the ones who could have the most influence over Liu Zuoming.

As for Liu Haizhong, the second uncle in the backyard, Yan Jiecheng never thought about him at all.

When I was in the courtyard, I thought that the second uncle Liu Haizhong was so powerful in the steel rolling mill. But when I entered the steel rolling mill, I realized that Liu Haizhong in the forging workshop was also a guy that no one liked. Many people did not take Liu Haizhong seriously.

So, as soon as he got off work, Yan Jiecheng ran to the courtyard.

As soon as he entered Yan Fugui's room, he saw the steamed bread made of three kinds of flour on the table. Yan Jiecheng was hungry and didn't care whether there was any dish to go with the rice. He just took the steamed bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Dad, you want to treat someone, who are you going to invite?"

Yan Jiecheng, who had filled his stomach with three steamed bread, had now recovered. He did not pay attention to Yan Fugui's dark face, but paid attention to what Yan Fugui said.

Seeing his eldest son's reckless behavior, Yan Fugui put down the ruler in his hand, sighed to himself, and said, "Who else could it be? Yi Zhonghai and Lin Yi from the courtyard. If it weren't for you, would I have bothered to beg them?"

Hearing Yan Fugui say that he would treat Yi Zhonghai and Lin Yi to dinner, Yan Jiecheng's heart was finally at ease. He thought that since Yan Fugui was willing to treat Yi Zhonghai and Lin Yi to dinner, the deduction of their salary was just a matter of casual remark.

However, Yan Jiecheng still asked, "Dad, why do you want to treat them to a meal for no reason? This will cost a lot of money."

"Hey."

Yan Fugui sighed and poured himself a cup of tea. He was really disappointed with Yan Jiecheng, who stayed in the steel mill all day. The projectionist position was vacant, but he, who didn't work in the steel mill, had to take care of it. He really had no ambition.

"I heard that Xu Damao went to support the local area, and the projectionist's position has been vacated. Don't you have any ideas?" Yan Fugui asked Yan Jiecheng with a look of disappointment.

Yan Jiecheng smacked his eyes, then said, "Dad, I really didn't think of this. Xu Damao has been arrested for so many days, and he hasn't been released yet. Doesn't the projectionist position become vacant? Doesn't this mean that I can go back to the Propaganda Department?"