Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

If you have the ability, then go and beg them.

They might even get things done for you.

But if you're thinking of taking advantage of the situation or getting a bargain, you'd better not go.

Going there would be a waste of time!

And then you make people feel uncomfortable, like you're unreliable.

The next time I need something done, the person I contact will refuse to do it.

You're unreliable; how can I expect you to do anything for me?!

Take his own wife, for example; she wouldn't even give up money for his sake.

When did your face become so valuable?

"Well, they said he doesn't have that much power."

Old Man Yan slammed the things onto the table and hunched over to sit down.

"Why can't Yang Jianguo be a little more flexible?"

"Try it out, is this difficult for you?"

"It's not difficult, right!"

Seeing that his voice was getting louder and louder, the old lady stood up and said, "You should keep watch at the door!"

"Don't let anyone hear this, or it will ruin the future plans for the children."

Seeing that he was still unconvinced, Aunt Yi said directly, "Yes, Yang Jianguo should be able to handle this matter."

"Why should someone help you? Are you their father or their mother?"

She gave him a disdainful look and muttered, "I think you just don't know your place. You really think your old man is something special."

"Hey~"

Old Yan grumbled, "Whose side are you on, anyway?"

"I'm not going to speak to anyone, just tell me whether you're going to submit this application or not."

"Oh~ You can't even take care of your own affairs, yet you expect others to handle things smoothly for you? Dream on!"

The auntie was angry!

You have no shame but no money? Are you possessed or bewitched, Yan Laokou?

After being scolded by his wife, Old Man Yan was speechless.

He pointed at her, sighed, and sat there with his head down, saying nothing.

Say what?

What else is there to say? Think about how to talk to the principal!

If he were to actually apply for a transfer to the Second Primary School, he would be branded as a 'snobbish and profit-driven' individual.

Old Yan sat there, his mind conflicted.

They were reluctant to give up the extra salary, but also reluctant to give up their reputation.

Human greed is insatiable! When will it ever end?!

Chapter 213 The Treatment in the Special Workshop, Qin Huairu's Filial Piety (Full Subscription)

Steel rolling mill, logistics office.

Yang Jianguo led a group of people wrapped in thick cotton-padded coats and wearing heavy boots.

He walked in with his neck hunched and his hands tucked into his sleeves, looking miserable.

Those around them looked on with envy.

The special workshop has arrived.

He entered the office first, and the staff member who was distributing things saw him.

He immediately started shouting: "Master Yang, all the masters have arrived."

"coming."

Yang Jianguo looked back at everyone and said, "Everyone at home is waiting to cure meat and pickle vegetables!"

"Xiao Wang, prepare for Master Yang and the others first."

The young man standing inside the back door pushed the door open and went out.

"Master Yang, you go first." The workers waiting to collect their vegetables were polite, but Yang Jianguo was even more so.

“No, no, there has to be a first-come, first-served order.” Yang Jianguo’s words were agreed upon by his coworkers.

"That's right, we're in line here."

"Line up, those at the back, make way for the others."

The logistics team had prepared everything for him, and he happily hugged it, agreeing with the staff as he left.

bang~

The back door opened, and several young men came in carrying bundles of cabbage, raw meat, potatoes, and buckets of soybeans.

He tossed it casually on the ground and went out again.

"Masters, besides these oils, flours, meats, potatoes, and cabbages, these are the normal standards."

"The factory provided an extra pound of tea and a southern gift box."

Upon hearing that it was a Southern gift box, everyone craned their necks and tiptoed to peek inside.

The festive red packaging features seasonal fruits printed on the front, and the box is about ten pounds in size, enough to hold ten pounds of apples.

Tie them together with ropes in a crisscross pattern, and arrange them neatly in front of your feet.

"Master Yang, would you like to go first?"

After glancing at the other person, Yang Jianguo said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll go first."

Ten pounds of soybean oil, twenty pounds of potatoes, and forty pounds of cabbage.

Various kinds of daily necessities tickets were tied together in a small stack with rubber bands.

In addition, there are ten catties of white meat with fat and two catties of white sugar.

That's right, this is the standard pay for workers in the special workshop.

Oil and cabbage prices doubled, and more tickets were given out.

Afterwards, they even gave me white sugar instead of sugar coupons. I had thought before about whether to exchange them for milk candy or fruit candy.

Keep these for the Chinese New Year; they'll be useful when visiting relatives or having guests over.

In the end, I still felt that white sugar was the most practical.

What should that person do with all those candies since they have no relatives and don't visit each other?

White sugar can be used for everything around the house.

Even if you don't need it, it's still presentable as a gift.

So, that's how it's decided.

Large bundles, small bundles, along with bags, ten catties of oil, one catty of tea, and a box of food gift sets from the south.

Yang Jianguo carried all these things by holding them in both hands, tucking them under his armpits, and using a rope to carry them on his back.

He walked out covered in bandages, and his coworkers laughed when they saw him.

With so many good things, it's enough to feed a small family for the whole winter.

Yang Jianguo thought the same way; if they took this back, they wouldn't need to buy anything for the winter.

However, he didn't plan to eat cabbage and potatoes all winter.

Even if there's meat, you'll get tired of it eventually.

Rare items are hard to come by, and we can't just go to the market to buy something else.

Like sweet potatoes, corn kernels, mushrooms dug up by the villagers, and dried goods.

These are all good things in winter.

Including the eggs, salted fish, and smoked meat at home.

This life is simply wonderful!

Once inside the bike shed, Yang Jianguo, while hanging things on his bike, asked, "Uncle Liu, did you collect your things?"

"She's received it. Your aunt came to pick it up yesterday," Da Liu replied with a smile, as he sat on the cart listening to the radio.

It's a secondhand item, a nice thing that Aunt Liu found for him and he assembled himself.

He's quite the DIY expert.

With time on his hands in the bike shed, Da Liu found some enjoyment.

I spend all my time tinkering with these electronic components and things.

It seems like they've made a lot of progress, and it's quite a skill.

"Hey."

Yang Jianguo slapped the handlebars and said, "If you had just told me, I would have given you a ride."

He worked overtime until 10 p.m. yesterday and really didn't know about this.

If I had known, I would have definitely brought it to him on the way.

It's so easy!

Da Liu waved his hand and said, "It's alright. Your aunt said she came to get something, but actually she came to see me."

Da Liu chuckled, rubbing his leg and saying, "Your auntie just wanted to see how I was doing here; she was worried about me!"

Yang Jianguo understood and said happily, "How about it? Is my aunt satisfied with it?"

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied." Patting his leg, Da Liu looked up and around: "It's sheltered from the wind and rain, what's there to be dissatisfied about?"

On the plot of land where he worked, Yang Jianguo and his coworkers built a small shed for him using scrap materials.

The roof is open-air, and the carport roof is enough.

Enclose three sides of it, and then create a curved shield in front to prevent the wind from blowing directly on it.

People are inside, and they can see others coming and going.

Da Liu repairs cars here, but he also looks after the bike shed.

Even if it's just for show, you should at least make it look convincing.

People inside can't see outside; is this telekinesis?

As for why it's just for show, it's because the security department is just there to freeload.

Even if there were thieves, he wouldn't come to the bike shed.

They'll definitely go to the scrap yard.

Low risk, quick returns, and easy to grab and throw directly over the wall.

"Someone, come on!" They jumped over the wall and ran away swiftly.

A bicycle is such a big item, he would be arrested before he could even carry it to the wall!

Besides, even if you wanted to sell something without connections, no one would dare to buy it.

People are afraid you're 'fishing' here!

"Okay, I'll head back now." Yang Jianguo pushed his cart out.

Looking at what was hanging on his car, Da Liu laughed and said, "Slow down."

Her words were filled with joy for him.

As soon as Yang Jianguo rode his bike out of the gate, he became the focus of attention for passersby.