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

Yan Jiecheng was so excited that he felt as if the projectionist position was definitely his.

"If you had worked harder, would I have to treat them to a meal? If you had been an apprentice projectionist in the Propaganda Department, wouldn't it be natural for you to be promoted to a full-time projectionist? You are in the workshop now, and if you want to be transferred back, you need Yi Zhonghai and others to use their connections."

Yan Fugui also regretted that if he had been tougher at the beginning and not let Yan Jiecheng go to the workshop, this matter would not have been so difficult.

However, who could have imagined what would happen in the future? The glorious Xu Damao would be suddenly arrested and go to provide local support, leaving behind his position as a projectionist.

Thinking of this, Yan Fugui felt pain in his heart.

After hearing what Yan Fugui said, Yan Jiecheng didn't want to take the blame and said, "Didn't you ask me to go to the workshop? Why are you blaming me?"

After being choked by Yan Jiecheng's words, Yan Fugui started to get angry again.

"What are you doing here today? Did the widow starve you?"

The reason why Yan Fugui looked down on Yan Jiecheng was that, apart from the fact that Yan Jiecheng was not ambitious, he was also obedient to the widow and spent all day around the widow, completely forgetting about his courtyard home.

Perhaps thinking of something, Yan Jiecheng blushed and said, "Dad, Guihua is also a very good person."

The widow that Yan Jiecheng married was called Wang Guihua, who was eight or nine years older than Yan Jiecheng.

It would have been fine if Yan Jiecheng didn't speak, but once he opened his mouth, he called out "Osmanthus osmanthus" so intimately.

Yan Fugui felt his head was filled with blood.

"Why, do you really regard that widow as your wife? What did I tell you at the beginning? I'll divorce her when the storm is over? Why, do you still want to spend your whole life with a widow? Can those two burdens still take care of you in your old age? Or does the widow plan to give you a child?"

Yan Fugui had been waiting for a year or so to make Yan Jiecheng divorce the widow Wang Guihua. The reason why he married Wang Guihua was to settle the matter peacefully and allow Yan Jiecheng to become a formal worker smoothly.

Now, the position of projectionist is there, which also means that Yan Jiecheng has hope of being converted to a regular employee in the short-term position. After all, the steel mill will not hire a temporary worker as a projectionist.

To Yan Fugui's surprise, Yan Jiecheng became shy at this moment. He had been deeply in love with Wang Guihua recently and seemed to be reluctant to leave.

Young people are hot-tempered and it is normal for them to indulge in pleasure.

The widow Wang Guihua is not the kind of loyal and virtuous woman, otherwise, she would not have set such a trap with Xu Damao. Now, she has obtained the marriage certificate with Yan Jiecheng, which can be said to be an old bull eating young grass openly. After several tricks, she has eaten Yan Jiecheng to death. He thinks about that thing all day long.

Yan Fugui wanted to continue teaching Yan Jiecheng a lesson, but was disappointed and stopped talking about Wang Guihua. Now, Yan Fugui's biggest wish was that Yan Jiecheng could get a regular job as soon as possible so that he could take the money home to fill the hole he had lost.

As for the future, Yan Fugui no longer has any ideas. Because of his eldest son's situation, Yan Fugui is not planning to find a job for his second son, Yan Jiefang, in the future. He plans to wait until his second son graduates from school and send him away early to live in a separate house.

He needs to plan for his future life.

Yan Jiecheng naturally could not imagine what Yan Fugui was thinking. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the fantasy of becoming a projectionist.

"Teacher Yan, Jie Cheng is here too?"

The door of Yan Fugui's house was not closed. Lin Yi came in from outside and saw Yan Jiecheng who was daydreaming. He asked casually.

Ever since Yan Jiecheng slept with a widow, Lin Yi has looked down on Yan Jiecheng. Of course, he never liked him before. However, in the past, he at least called Yan Jiecheng "brother". Now, he just called him Yan Jiecheng.

If there are no good people, there will be no good banquet.

A serving of scrambled eggs with leeks has more leeks than eggs, and a lot of salt, making it very salty.

The same thing happened with the meat stewed with potatoes, which was still very salty. In addition, the meat was obviously the residue after the oil was refined.

There was also a serving of steamed small crucian carp, which Yan Fugui must have caught himself.

A simple vegetarian dish is just one portion of steamed pumpkin and one portion of steamed shredded radish.

The staple food was naturally the three steamed buns made of dough, which Yan Jiecheng had secretly eaten.

As for the drink, a freshly opened bottle of Erguotou.

Lin Yi took a sip and luckily, it was not diluted with water.

The rules in Yan Fugui's family are quite strict.

Several children used one bowl, shared some dishes, and then went to another room to eat.

At the main table, only Yan Fugui and Yan Jiecheng, father and son, were having dinner with Lin Yi.

Lin Yi didn't pick up his chopsticks very often because the food was too salty and not to his taste.

Yan Jiecheng, on the other hand, did not mind the salty dishes even though Yan Fugui kept glaring at him, and stuffed them into his mouth with big chopsticks.

Even though Yan Fugui only earns 37 yuan a month, there are six people in his family. On average, each person can only spend more than 6 yuan.

However, the accounts are not calculated in this way.

Here in the old city, the standard for low-income people is five yuan per capita.

Moreover, this standard refers to adult laborers; the number for the elderly and children should be halved.

In other words, according to this standard, Yan Fugui's family's income is actually quite high.

Of course, this standard depends on the place and who you are comparing with.

Compared with Lin Yi, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and even He Yuzhu, Yan Fugui's income is indeed the lowest.

But in this courtyard, there are actually families whose income is lower than Yan Fugui's.

If we look outside the yard, there are still a lot of people in the Hongxing Sub-district Office whose income is not as high as Yan Fugui's.

Moreover, Yan Fugui's income is more than enough to support his family.

At least one thing is that even during the most difficult three years, Yan Fugui's income was enough to ensure that everyone in the Yan family had enough to eat. In fact, Yan Fugui had saved a lot of money over the years.

"Lin Yi, you barely move your chopsticks, you must be dissatisfied with my food.

But there is nothing I can do. My income is just that and there are so many people in my family. Especially since Xie Cheng is not doing his best and got into trouble for no reason, he almost lost his job. "

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't move his chopsticks much, Yan Fugui also put down his chopsticks, kicked Yan Jiecheng twice, and then said sincerely.

"Teacher Yan, actually the food in your house is already excellent. Two days ago, I saw the dinner that the Yang family in the backyard had. It was just corn and sweet potato paste with a little pickled vegetables. Not to mention meat, there was not even a drop of oil."

These days, Lin Yi has seen a lot of the meals of poor families in this era, and he is no longer persuaded by Yan Fugui's few words.

When he first came here, Lin Yi felt that people of this era lived a very hard life. The steamed bread they ate was mixed with grains, and if they didn't add some oil, their throats would be irritated.

However, Lin Yi has seen many people who have a harder life.

Later, Lin Yi understood something.

That is, in the plot, the people who appear in the courtyard are actually a group of people who have already solved the most basic problem of food and clothing, a group of people who want to eat better, wear better, and live better.

In the past, if Yan Fugui said this, Lin Yi would have felt that it was indeed not easy for Yan Fugui to support so many people by himself.

But now, Lin Yi no longer has such thoughts. Yan Fugui’s life is indeed not easy, but compared with more people, his life is actually a life that many people can only think about in their dreams.

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't get the message, Yan Fugui was actually disappointed. Crying poor was a trick that not only Qin Huairu knew how to use, but Yan Fugui was also very good at it.

Yan Fugui was thinking of saying a few more words, but when he caught a glimpse of the half-smile on Lin Yi's face, he held back the words he wanted to complain about.

"Teacher Yan, as the saying goes, no one comes to see you for no reason. I think we are almost done with our meal. If you really have something to say, please speak up."

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was also there, Lin Yi guessed that the main reason why Yan Fugui asked him to come for dinner today was still about Yan Jiecheng. Of course, Lin Yi didn't know what the specific matter was.

"Lin Yi, Xu Damao's projectionist position has been vacated. Can you transfer me over there?"

Yan Jiecheng drank a few more sips of wine today and almost couldn't recognize himself. He put his hand on Lin Yi's shoulder and spoke in a familiar manner.

Lin Yi calmly pushed Yan Jiecheng's hand away, then looked at Yan Fugui and said, "Teacher Yan, is that all we want to talk about today?"

Although Yan Fugui was annoyed by Yan Jiecheng's disrespectful attitude, he still nodded and said, "Lin Yi, Jiecheng has also spent a lot of time learning projection technology. He can still project movies well. You think you can talk to the factory director and the others? The factory director had dinner with you a few days ago."

"Teacher Yan, you are really well-informed. You even knew that Xu Damao was in prison. It seems that you have been keeping an eye on Xu Damao to understand Cheng's situation."

Lin Yi didn't expect Yan Fugui to be so bold that he set his sights on the projectionist position left by Xu Damao.

Yan Fugui didn't react for a moment, thinking that Lin Yi was praising him for being prepared. Then he came to his senses and said, "What? Xu Damao went to jail? Didn't he go to support the Third Front?"

Lin Yi did not confirm with Yan Fugui again, but just said: "Whatever you think is the case, it is getting late, I will go back first."

Since they had nothing to say to each other, Lin Yi didn't want to stay in Yan Fugui's house any longer.

"Lin Yi, you can't leave yet. You haven't agreed to your brother's matter yet." Yan Jiecheng was smart at this time. Seeing that Lin Yi wanted to leave, he grabbed Lin Yi's arm.

"Yan Jiecheng, go to work peacefully and don't think about these things all day long. You should know that your file materials are not so clean."

Although Lin Yi was talking about Yan Jiecheng, he was actually speaking to Yan Fugui.

At the beginning, the incident of Yan Jiecheng sleeping with a widow, although the final result was that Yan Jiecheng married the widow Wang Guihua, but the organizers at the time were Lin Yi and Ning Linyi from the Public Security Bureau. According to Lin Yi's wishes, a file was kept for Yan Jiecheng.

In fact, if the people do not sue the government, the officials will not investigate. As long as the parties reach a settlement, the file will not be written. But Lin Yi was careful and wrote a report on this matter.

Yes, now, this thing is used.