Siheyuan: Qin Huai Ru, Dong Xu Qing You

Chapter 347 Are you here to see my brother?

"Brother, it's better for you to think about it, otherwise it won't be your turn."

This was nothing, but Qin Dayong's words made him feel a little flattered.

"Don't flatter me, I just want a temporary position."

Qin Dayong: "Even for us, we can't get a temporary position. It's too difficult."

"Dayong, I think it's better for us to hang out with them. In the future, if our children want to find temporary jobs, they can ask them for help."

Secretary Feng pinched his chin and said, "Well, wait until the old sow gives birth, and then find an opportunity to secretly release some piglets."

Feng Dayong: "Leave it to me. Several sows are due to give birth in June. They should be ready in a hundred days. You can invite our boss to our house for a drink then. I'll leave some piglets here for you."

"Okay, then you decide. Help me catch two piglets, tie them up, make no noise, and put them in a bag. I'll take them over."

"Also, the matter between you and me must not be leaked, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Qin Dayong patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. This is also a good thing for my son."

"Okay, since you said so, let's hurry up."

Qin Dayong walked to the pigpen and picked out two squealing little pigs.

Tie the pig's trotters to a rope, put a lid on its mouth, and then throw it into a cloth bag.

"Boss, take this thing, and leave it to me from now on."

"Dayong, you'd better wait. He left at noon."

Secretary Feng didn't know where the Yang family was, so he asked the villagers.

Just then, Yang Laosan also came out of the house with a shovel.

"Secretary, are you here to see my brother?"

Secretary Feng was also stunned. He didn't know why the Yang family was here.

"Well, I want to see him. Can you tell me how to get there?"

Yang Laosan didn't even have the chance to flatter the emperor, so he was naturally happy.

"Secretary, please follow me."

When Secretary Feng heard that it was Yang's father's brother, he didn't have his own car and just rode a motorcycle.

This is also a kind of respect for Yang's father.

"Secretary, why are you here?"

Secretary Feng felt that even if they were his relatives, he should not tell others about the piglets he raised.

He added, "Brother Yang is heading to the city. I'm here to see him off."

"My brother is going to the city?" Yang Laosan suddenly shouted.

Secretary Feng was stunned, feeling that his relationship with Lin Fan was not very good.

How could you, as my brother, not know this? I also heard it from an outsider like me.

"Yeah!" he nodded.

The die is cast. The die is cast.

The two went to Yang's house together. Yang's father was already prepared, and Yang Haijun helped tie him to the motorcycle.

"Hello, Secretary Feng."

"Navy, Brother Yang."

The Yang family deliberately ignored Yang Lao San and simply ignored him.

Yang Laosan asked, "Brother, are you going to the city?"

Father Yang: "Okay, okay, I'm telling you, I'm going to the city with the navy."

Yang Laosan rolled his eyes, knowing that his brother was going to live a good life.

Of course he had to make good use of such a good opportunity.

"Brother, you're living well with Jun'er, so let us stay at your house for a while."

Father Yang said, "No, I will go back anyway."

“The portrait of Jun’er’s mother is still hanging there.”

Yang Lao San said: "Brother, when you come back, I will move your family out."

Yang Haijun couldn't stand it any longer.

"Third brother Yang, do you still have any sense of shame?

"Can I have my house back?"

Just then, Yang Laosan received the news and hurried over.

“Brother, I won’t compete with him for the house.

Yang Haijun laughed out of anger.

"Haha, Brother Yang, are you dreaming?"

"I've figured it out. These two guys always do this when others are in danger."

"We are separated, separated, understand?"

"That is, we don't interfere with each other. What? Are you still counting on my father for the rest of his life? He can even marry your wife off. Isn't that too good?"

"Can you forgive him?"

Not long after, the construction team leader arrived.

Even the county party secretary came, so how could a small farmer like him not come?

Secretary Niu regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He had no idea that he had caused so much trouble just by hiring a guide.

What a huge grudge Yang Lao Er and Yang Lao San had created! This made the Yang family gnashed their teeth in anger. Although they were not their family members, they were more powerful than their enemies.

Looking at Secretary Niu's gloomy face, Mr. Cheng wanted to cut Secretary Yang into pieces. Secretary Yang, on the other hand, looked ferocious.

Secretary Niu was taken to his office.

"Second Brother Yang, Third Brother Yang, why are you here?"

"This is the property of the Yang family, what does it have to do with you?

As more and more people gathered, Yang Haijun quietly carried the bags full of little pigs into the house.

The production team leader pointed at the faces of Yang Lao Er and Yang San Ye, spitting everywhere: "Shame on you! Without your brother, how can you still get married? Forget about getting married in this life."

"Why, you were the one who wanted to divide the family first and seize our old land, but now you want to take advantage of us. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Where's your dignity? Are you ashamed?"

"How shameless! When your sister-in-law was sick, everyone in the village lent her money and offered to help, but you didn't want any of it."

The production team leader passionately accused Boss Yang and Boss Yang, and the others also echoed him.

In the end, Yang Lao Er and Yang Lao San left in disgrace, and the village chief promised them that from now on, he would never let these two bastards live in the Yang family's house again.

He also told Hu Wa and Cui Hua that if they needed any help, they could come to him at any time.

After a group of people left, the two of them happened to have written a letter of recommendation to the production team. He wanted to work in the city, so he had to write a letter.

When I arrived at the office, only Secretary Yang and the Feng family were still there.

Secretary Feng: "I'm sorry, this is something I didn't expect."

Yang Haijun, "Secretary Feng, it's not your fault, but my father was a little lenient with them before."

"Admiral, when will you and your son depart?"

Yang Haijun: "Let's go eat first, and then go eat."

Secretary Feng sighed and said, "I'll have someone help you clean up on your way back."

"Please take care of our Niu San's residence."

Yang Haijun: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. When Niu San arrives at the factory, I'll definitely let him move into his own dormitory."

"Okay, I'll leave my little pig to you. I still have work to do!"

Father Yang stopped Secretary Niu and said, "No need, we are already home, you can eat here.

Yang Haijun wanted to drag them away, but Secretary Niu saw how enthusiastic they were and couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

Secretary Feng chatted with Yang Haijun while asking, "Hainan, how many years do you have to work in the factory before you can become a formal employee?"

"Secretary Feng, to be honest, your Niu San is in some trouble. It's impossible for him to learn from his master with his eyesight, but if he is willing to learn, I can promise him that within a year, he can be a regular employee."

Secretary Niu said, "Forget it. It's just a part-time job anyway. It's better than staying in the countryside."

Yang Haijun: "That's not completely hopeless. If he doesn't cause any trouble, he can stay in the factory for another two years."

"Our factory makes boilers, and the post office sells newspapers and magazines. Niu San just wants to find a job."

When Secretary Niu heard this, he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Hainan, we are a little older, but we get along very well. From now on, we will be a family. I will leave Niu San to you."

Yang Haijun could feel that Secretary Niu was opening her heart to him. Yang Haijun was not a three-year-old child anymore. How could he not know what Secretary Niu was planning?

He knew that the county party secretary must have something to ask of him, otherwise, even if Nanping was a remote and poor place, he would not condescend to him.

It was almost noon when Yang's father lit a fire and prepared dinner.

He took out a rooster that he had washed last night from the kitchen and made a pot of soup.

A bowl of scrambled eggs with wild onions, with a lot of eggs added in to prevent them from being accidentally broken while walking.

Wrap the remaining eggs in cotton cloth.

I asked Cuihua for a large piece of bacon, fried, but mostly bacon.

A handful of peanuts.

That was the Moutai that Yang Haijun took back last time.

Secretary Feng saw Yang Haijun's special provision and his eyes lit up.

Fortunately, I didn't put on airs in front of the Yang family. This is a very capable person.

Because we had to rush back, no one drank more than two kilograms.

Secretary Feng drank it all in one gulp and then rode away on his bike.

Father Yang put the remaining food into a lunch box, which was tied to a motorcycle with a rope.

The piglet was put into a backpack and then covered with other things so that no one could find it.

Finally, Father Yang put away his wife's black and white photo, locked the door, and said goodbye to Cuihua's family.

When they passed by Secretary Feng's house, Secretary Feng had already prepared two little chicks. They were made specially for them and for them.

There are dried fungi, shiitake mushrooms, and millet grown by ourselves.

This is too cruel. Old hens are usually used to lay eggs. They will not be killed casually or given to others.

This is equivalent to his monthly salary.

"Haijun, Brother Yang, San'er, please take good care of me."

"I will send him to the city in the next two days, and we will meet up here then."

"No need, Secretary Feng."

Everyone knows that if there are too many gifts, no one will mind.

Secretary Feng is such a smart person, how could he not see it?

Chapter 348 Niu San's Lifelong Event

He was not worried that Yang Haijun didn't want anything, but he was worried that this guy didn't say anything, nothing at all.

If you accept it, it will be easy. By then, all your relatives can go to the city to work.