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Song Yan didn't hesitate to sit down and chat with Shitou: "How is Uncle Dazhu? Can he walk?"

Shitou frowned, sighed and said, "Not yet. It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. It's only been a month. It's still a long way to go."

"But he's in better spirits now, and can even have a few words with my grandfather."

"Wow! Uncle Dazhu has learned to talk back to me. This is really a rare thing." Song Yan was surprised.

Then he joked, "Uncle Dazhu has always been a taciturn person who doesn't talk much. He can quarrel with me. It seems that his health has recovered well and he has the energy to argue again."

"Tell me quickly, what did they quarrel about? Did the old man talk about those embarrassing things that happened to Uncle Dazhu when he was young?"

Shitou couldn't help laughing out loud: "That's right! My grandfather dug up an embarrassing incident of my father's when he was young. He said that he went to the neighboring village to meet a girl, but he was so nervous that he couldn't speak clearly. The girl was so scared that she thought he was a mute. Hahaha."

Song Yan also laughed: "Haha, Uncle Dazhu also has this matter. No wonder he quarreled with me. This matter is really embarrassing for him."

"So my father got angry at what my grandfather said, so he said a few words back."

"Then my grandfather pretended to be angry and said that my father didn't respect him and now he had grown strong enough to talk back." Shitou said while shaking his head, his face full of helplessness.

After all, one is his father and the other is his grandfather. He is caught in the middle and doesn't know where to start if he wants to persuade them.

Song Yan said, "Uncle Dazhu is now energetic enough to argue with me, which means he has recovered quite well. If he takes good care of himself, he will be able to walk again soon."

"By the way, I'll go see Uncle Dazhu later."

Mainly, Song Yan wanted to know how Uncle Dazhu had quarreled with the old man. In his impression, Uncle Dazhu had always been an honest man who didn't talk much. It was very rare that he could be forced to talk back by the old man.

Seeing that the two had almost finished chatting, Ergou came forward, rubbing his hands, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Xiaosong, I have something to ask you."

Song Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at him, then smiled and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Ergou hesitated for a long time before he managed to utter one sentence: "Can I...can I continue to stay in the oil press and help?"

Some time ago, Ergou was punished by Song Yan to work in an oil press for three months because he stole peanuts from his family.

Since they were not paid, the managers of the oil press had no objection. Who doesn't like free labor?

In this way, during these three months, Ergou worked in the oil press from dawn to dusk every day.

At first, he was full of complaints and resentment, thinking that he had only stolen some peanuts and there was no need to punish him like this.

But as the days passed, Ergou saw that he was squeezing out more and more oil and his skills became more and more proficient, and the resentment in his heart gradually dissipated.

In fact, Ergou is not a bad person by nature, he was just spoiled by his mother and developed some bad habits such as idleness and stealing.

Since Shitou was watching him during this period, Ergou didn't dare to be lazy or slack off, and he felt much more at ease.

Until just now, Shitou also distributed dividends to his family. In addition, he also gave him an extra fifty cents, saying that it was a reward for Ergou's hard work during this period.

Ergou held the fifty cents with mixed feelings.

This was the first time in his life that he earned money through his own efforts.

I began to realize that earning money through my own labor gives me a sense of security.

But three months passed, and Ergou felt empty at the thought of leaving the oil press soon.

He has become accustomed to the busy and fulfilling days here, and does not want to go back to his previous muddled state.

That's why I had the audacity to come and ask Song Yan for help.

Song Yan was also really surprised that Ergou had such a change.

At first I just wanted to punish him a little to let him know that stealing is wrong, but I didn't expect it to make him change his ways and become motivated.

Song Yan looked at Er Gou's expectant eyes, but still refused: "The workshop is not under my control. If you want to stay, you have to ask Brother Shitou for his opinion."

Song Yan directly threw the trouble to Shi Tou.

Although he told Ergou that he would let him work in the workshop for three months and use the wages to offset the loss from stealing peanuts, in fact, Ergou was working for free and did not receive any wages.

Otherwise, if Song Yan casually arranged Ergou to work in the workshop, it would also violate his original promise not to interfere in the management of the workshop.

Shitou said seriously, "Ergou, if you have any problems in the workshop, just come to me, don't bother Xiao Song."

Ergou nodded quickly: "Brother Shitou, I'll remember. I will definitely not bother Brother Xiaosong in the future. I'll come to you if I have any questions."

Shitou looked at Ergou and his expression eased a little: "But the oil press is not short of manpower for the time being..."

Before Shitou finished speaking, Ergou said anxiously, "Brother Shitou, I can do any job, even sweeping the floor or wiping the table."

Shitou thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you go back first. When I need help in the future, I will consider you first."

After all, Ergou has been working in the workshop for so long that he is familiar with the job. In Xiao Song's words, those with work experience are given priority. If they really need help, Ergou is indeed a good choice.

"But during this period of time, you have to stay at home and don't do anything stupid again. If I find out that you are doing something sneaky again, you will never be able to work in the oil press again."

Ergou nodded vigorously and assured, "Brother Shitou, don't worry! I will listen to you and never do those sneaky things again. If I do it again, I will...I will be struck by lightning!"

Ergou swore an oath solemnly, fearing that Shitou and Song Yan would not believe in his determination.

"Okay, don't swear so solemnly all the time." Song Yan interrupted him, "As long as you can do what you say, you will definitely have your chance in the future."

"Yes, yes, Brother Song, I will definitely do what I say." Ergou nodded repeatedly, being extremely sincere.

"Then you go back first and remember to take good care of your family." Shi Tou also reminded.

"Okay, Brother Shitou, Brother Xiaosong, I'm leaving first." Ergou turned around and left happily, his steps much lighter than usual.

Looking at Ergou's receding back, Song Yan and Shitou smiled at each other.

"I didn't expect Ergou to have such a big change." Song Yan said with emotion, "It seems that as long as people are determined to change, it is never too late."

"Yes, it's all thanks to your punishment that he has a chance to reform himself," said Shitou. "If it weren't for these three months of training, he might still be living in a daze."

"It's his own hard work that has enabled him to persevere." Song Yan said, "By the way, Brother Shitou, I have something else to trouble you with."