Siheyuan: The farm in my mind is in your hands.

“So many!”

Everyone was shocked. Even though Liu Haizhong worked long hours at the steel mill and earned a high salary, he still had to pay fifty...

This is too much!

"That's right! Isn't this equivalent to Qin Huairu's salary for almost two months?"

You have to know that Qin Huairu has been working as a fitter for more than a year, and her salary has only increased to 27.5 yuan. Her previous salary was 22.5 yuan.

Jia Zhang was originally just marveling at the thought, but now when she heard someone mention her daughter-in-law by name, she couldn't help but say something.

"No, just say what you want to say, this has nothing to do with our Qin Huairu!

Why don't you compare it with your husband's salary? That's really interesting."

"I just said it casually, why are you so anxious? If your Jia Dongxu wasn't so ambitious, his salary would have been thirty-three long ago!"

No matter what everyone said or did, there were only two people who were actually affected at the scene, the third aunt and the second aunt.

These two people, one is proud, and the other is doing some small calculations in his mind.

It cannot be ignored. The job of teacher Yan Bugui sounds glorious, but the actual salary is pitifully low!

What's more, his job requires his brain, and the wages are lower than those of workers, so the whole family has to plan their days carefully!

If you want to ask someone to help Yan Jiecheng find a job, you have to spend fifty yuan, not to mention other things.

The three aunts felt pain in their hearts just thinking about it, so they just got up and went home.

She had just arrived at the front yard and hadn't even entered the door when she saw a strange man leading a little boy in.

I guess it's a relative visiting, but seeing that he came empty-handed, he probably isn't a generous person.

The third aunt ignored her and went into the house.

Yan Bugui set up a small blackboard at home and was teaching Duoduo to recite ancient poems.

The man with the child outside the door looked around and found that there was no one else in the yard except the old lady who had just entered the house.

I had no choice but to go up and knock on the door shamelessly.

"Hello, Auntie. Excuse me, is Comrade Chen Da Che staying in this hospital?"

The man was holding a child in his hand and didn't look like a bad person, but the three aunts thought that he was stingy and didn't want to talk to him.

"What big or small truck? There's even a tricycle! We don't have such a person in our yard."

Duoduo, who was studying with Yan Bugui, heard the word "truck". She looked at the man outside the door calmly but said nothing.

"Excuse me, is this No. 95, Luoguxiang?"

The man didn't give up and asked again.

"That's true, but we don't have the person you're looking for."

When the third aunt saw that others were still not giving up, she said a few more words.

"That's right! That comrade is indeed from this hospital, how could he be gone..."

The man stood outside the door in disappointment, but the little boy was looking around, seeming very curious about this place.

"Who are you? What do you want with him?"

Duoduo ran out of the house and asked.

Others may not know Chen Dache, but she has heard of him many times. Her grandfather who had died many years ago was named this.

"Little sister, my name is Nan Yi, and I don't know Comrade Chen.

But he helped my son find his sheep today, so I wanted to visit him to thank him."

When the man saw that there was hope, he quickly replied, but he still maintained a humble and calm attitude.

"I've never seen anyone come to thank you empty-handed. Look at that guy, Old Yan. He's even stingier than you."

The third aunt said something to Yan Bugui in a low voice, but it could still be heard by people outside.

The man was fine, but the kid looked obviously embarrassed.

"Sheep? I don't know about that, but I know the man you're talking about has been dead for many years."

Duoduo didn't look like she was lying, but something sounded a little strange to the man's ears.

If Chen Dache was dead, then who would be the person who helped find the sheep today? He even gave Ermao a handful of candy!

There must be some connection here.

"Little sister, do you know where his family belongs to?"

Nan Yi's ancestors were also from a wealthy family, so he didn't think it was anything special to live in a courtyard house like this, so he was very calm throughout the whole process.

"Come with me! My grandma is at home."

Duoduo said hello to the third uncle and left. She had to come back to continue studying later.

"No, why does this child bring everyone home?"

The three aunts were stunned, maybe they met a bad guy!

Yan Bugui frowned, because he felt that the name Chen Dache sounded familiar...

Just as the two were whispering, they saw Chen Jianghe carrying a bicycle into the yard.

"Chen Jianghe, something happened, someone is here to look for your dad!"

Yan Bugui has already remembered who Chen Dache is, Chen Jianghe’s dead father!

The person was not often at home back then, so no one was very familiar with him.

"What? If you're looking for my dad, then you shouldn't come to my house to look for him!"

Chen Jianghe was confused. His father had been gone for more than ten years. If he wanted to find him, he might have to go down there.

"Hey! How can I lie to you about this? Go back and take a look!"

Yan Bugui said as he followed behind Chen Jianghe, wanting to listen to some gossip.

"No, Third Uncle, shouldn't you be teaching Duoduo at this time?"

Chen Jianghe suddenly realized that the old guy was running away with his money!

Yan Bugui was startled and said quickly:

"I went to your house to call Duoduo back to class. This child just led someone away, but who knew he would never come back."

Having said that, he was also worried that Chen Jianghe might deduct today's tuition for this reason, which would be a loss for him.

"Oh, that's all right."

Chen Jianghe was not unreasonable. Since the other person came to his home to look for his students, he should not be blamed.

"By the way, Chen Jianghe, I heard that Liu Guangqi from the old Liu family in the backyard was the one you found a job for?"

Yan Bugui took the bicycle and pushed it while talking to Chen Jianghe.

Living in the same front yard, if Chen Jianghe really has that connection, maybe he can give me a discount.

If others give fifty, can he get it done by giving forty?

"Hey! I was the one who handled the Guangqi incident you mentioned. It took a lot of effort. I had to find two groups of people to help."

Chen Jianghe was talking nonsense. The Yan family had seen a lot of money these days, so they were not short of those few dozen dollars.

Besides, if you really can’t make ends meet at home, there is still a subsidy of five yuan per person on the street.

The third uncle's family has never needed any subsidies, which means they have some financial resources.

If the deaf old lady asked, he would definitely not accept the benefit and might even take the initiative to help find a job.

But the deaf old lady had no children, so she didn't need to speak at all.

"It's so troublesome. No wonder. There are so many unemployed young people now. It's really hard to find a job."

Yan Bugui also began to believe that Chen Jianghe's red envelope of fifty yuan was really not a lot.

"That's right, Uncle San. Even if you're just an apprentice, two months is enough to make back the money you paid for your relationship. From then on, it's all pure profit."

Chen Jianghe's pocket is always open to Uncle Sanye, just throw money in it!

It never goes out of style to put money in your pocket.