Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

"Hi, didn't I just go out to buy breakfast? My dad just came back, and my mom spent half a day cleaning yesterday. I don't have anything to do, so going out to buy some breakfast will save them the trouble of cooking later. Okay, as long as you don't have anything to do, I'll talk to you about something later." Su Xingchen nodded at Yan Bugui and said.

"Okay." Yan Bugui was busy thinking about how Su Xingchen got out, so he agreed to what he said. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't have known that Su Xingchen had gone out last night. Yan Bugui thought that he was old and his eyesight was blurry, and he really didn't see Su Xingchen go out clearly just now.

But Su Xingchen had no idea what Yan Bugui was thinking, after all, he was busy going home. Su Xingchen blocked the door, took out a knife from the space, and carefully opened the bolt that Liu Lihua had put on the door.

When he entered the house and saw that his parents had not yet gotten up, he breathed a sigh of relief. He went into his room, tidied up a little, and then went out and walked towards Yan Bugui's house.

"Uncle, uncle, don't be in a hurry. I really have something to talk to you about." Su Xingchen saw Yan Bugui was about to turn around and go home, and hurriedly spoke.

"Ah? Chenzi, what do you want to say so early in the morning? Just tell me." Yan Bugui thought Su Xingchen was just joking and didn't expect that he really had something to talk to him about.

"Ahem...something's going on, Third Uncle. Um..." Su Xingchen didn't know what to say for a moment. He couldn't just say, "I asked you to give a gift, why don't you go and give your principal a gift?" Yan Bugui would probably think he was mentally ill.

"What's the matter, Chenzi? Just tell me what you have to say. Given our relationship, if I can help you, I, your uncle, will definitely help you. Don't worry." Yan Bugui saw Su Xingchen stuttering and thought that something was wrong, so he said to Su Xingchen with a smile.

"Well, it's nothing, Uncle. I just want to ask how many years you have been a teacher in this school?" Su Xingchen curled his lips and said to Yan Bugui. There was no other way. For the sake of daily tasks and rewards, there was no other way.

"Well, let me think about it. It has been almost 30 years since I entered school in 56. What's the matter? Why are you asking this?" Yan Bugui lowered his head and thought for a while before speaking.

"Uncle, have you ever thought about climbing up the ladder over the years? Do you just want to be an ordinary teacher?" Su Xingchen immediately said what he had just thought of, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

"Hey, how could I not want to climb up? Let me tell you, I have given gifts to our principal many times over the years, but it's useless. He simply doesn't think highly of what I have." Yan Bugui couldn't help but shook his head when he heard Su Xingchen's words.

Well, Su Xingchen knew that this was definitely a chance. After all, you didn't need to guess what Yan Bugui had given him before? It was probably Erguotou with some Daqianmen wine, maybe even some fish he caught himself? This was probably what Yan Bugui felt was a big loss, but how could the principal, who had seen good things, care about Yan Bugui's little things? Of course, he would accept the things and do something? What? What did you do with this little thing? It's good enough that he didn't make things difficult for you. Be content.