The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 1102 Yan Bugui's Fantasy
The day when salaries are collected at the end of the month.

Every household was smiling, and even the children got up unusually early.

I look forward to this day at the end of the month. The wait for the Chinese New Year is too long, a month, and there is only this day. Whether it is candied haws, popsicles, or hard candies, I will buy some for the children after get off work.

Early in the morning, those who were anxious to collect their wages went out in a hurry before daybreak. If you were to talk about the competition, in fact, the competition had already started at this time.

The salary will reach your hands sooner or later, even if you go tomorrow it will not be too late, but everyone can't sit still and gets up early to make preparations for it. As a result, everyone gets it early, which means that no one gets it early.

In the four courtyards, peace was restored after the parents left.

Except for the Li family in the front yard.

Li Feng did not carry the briefcase to go to work, but stayed in his room.

After most of the people who went to work had left, they moved the bicycle to the door, took out the packed parcels one by one, and were now tying the luggage parcels to the back seat.

The 28-inch bicycle on the back seat doesn't have a spring-loaded clip, so you still have to tie everything yourself, which is quite a test of your rope skills.

In addition to summer and autumn clothes, there were also some daily necessities, plus the eggs, pickled pepper jars, and pickled salted fish that my mother insisted on packing, so there was quite a lot of stuff.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, you're carrying so many bags, are you going on a business trip?"

There was a Shanghai-brand handbag on the car seat. When the third aunt came out, she happened to see Li Feng busying around, and asked curiously.

"Well, going to the archives school to study for a while doesn't count as a business trip~!"

After tightening the rope tied to the side of the seat to make sure the mat would not fall off due to loosening, Li Feng answered without turning his head.

This study was destined to require him to disappear in the yard for a while. Li Feng did not intend to hide it from others, but he also did not want too many people to know about it. The old Yan family next door would sooner or later find out.

"Oh, what kind of school is that? I've never heard of it. Why do I need to study there?"

The third aunt had little education and was just an ordinary person. She only realized what kind of school it was after she heard Li Feng say it was for study.

"You, just ask Teacher Yan and you'll know~!"

The things were almost packed, and Li Feng had no intention of explaining to the third aunt. Her cognitive level was limited, and explaining would only waste time.

He picked up Li Hui, who had been wandering around him and spinning the rear wheel of her bicycle from time to time, and gave his daughter a big kiss on the face before sending her back into the house.

"You must listen to grandma at home and don't run around. Be careful not to sneak out. If Huazi kidnaps you, you won't be able to see your dad again~!"

"Go away, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm watching her. Besides, at her age, she doesn't remember anything~!"

The child didn't understand. Maybe because she saw her father's stern face, she pouted and looked a little pitiful.

When mother Liu Yin heard her son scolding her daughter like that, she looked a little unhappy. Seeing her granddaughter's eyes full of tears and the look of being scared to tears, she immediately glared at Li Feng.

After the training, Liu Yin continued to search for things at home. She always felt that something was missing in her luggage. Although her son was still in Beijing, the Summer Palace was too far away, nearly thirty miles away, and it was not convenient for her to go there. She just wanted to make sure she didn't leave anything at home.

"Forget it, don't look for it anymore. I can't be in school every day. Theory must be combined with practice. I'll come back and get what I need~!"

Having checked everything last night, Li Feng didn't feel like anything was missing. He waved to his daughter at the gate, then got on his bike and disappeared from his family's sight.

“Beep~!”

"Your dad doesn't want you~!"

Liu Yin, who was trying to amuse her granddaughter, rubbed Huihui's head after her son's back disappeared, and then took her in.

"What is a school? As a cadre, he still needs to go to school to study?"

The goalkeeper auntie looked at Li Feng's mother and brought the child back, then she retracted her head and kept muttering to herself.

Mainly the large and small bags, as well as things like mats, you can tell at a glance that he has been gone for quite some time. But, isn’t he in charge of the factory’s affairs?

With this question in mind, Auntie seemed to be worried about everything she did throughout the day. She wanted to ask other families, but Old Yan had told her before that he would make all the decisions.

It was not until the evening that Old Yan, who had had his last meal at the construction site, came back leisurely on his bike.

And the three aunts finally got the answer they had been waiting for all day.

"What kind of school is the archives school, Old Yan?"

"Where did you hear that?" Old Yan, who was washing the dust off his body with a basin of cold water, suddenly realized something. How could ordinary people know about this? He immediately stopped wiping with the towel, turned his head and looked at the three aunts.

"What do you mean I heard that from somewhere? Li Feng said it himself. In the morning, after you all left, he started packing up his things, big and small, and laid out a mat on the ground!"

"I asked him what he was going to do, and he said, 'Go to the archives school to study~!'

The third aunt stopped looking at the bean sprouts, her eyes a little confused, she didn't know why her husband Yan had such a serious expression at this time~!

"Clang~!"

"Are you telling the truth?"

When he heard that it was Li Feng who said it, Old Yan's face suddenly changed. He closed the door, went to the stove, and asked carefully in a much lower voice.

"That's not true. If you don't believe me, just ask Li Feng's mother. She even saw him off in person this morning!"

The third aunt clapped her hands on her apron and almost swore to the sky when she saw Old Yan's expression.

"Hiss, is it ZY or Beijing? Never mind. I probably won't tell you about this. Oh, oh, I wish I didn't covet this meal today~!"

Looking through the window into the ear room, he saw Li Nan moving things from the main room to the ear room. This meant they were moving things. Yan Bugui really believed it and his wrinkled face suddenly twisted.

He slapped his thigh and regretted so much that he almost slapped his thigh. He was just busy working and ended up missing the opportunity.

Li Feng went out to study. If he had given some instructions before leaving, as soon as the Red Star Primary School started, he would no longer be the previous Teacher Yan, but Director Yan.

It was just a matter of a word. As long as Li Feng said that if there was any matter in the school, they could contact him, Yan Bugui would dare to take it as a token of authority. Who in the school would dare to call and really confirm it?

"Is there any difference between this school and this one? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Seeing Old Yan's regretful expression, the third aunt became even more confused. What does other people's studies have to do with him?

"It makes a huge difference. Oh, if I had known, I wouldn't have gone this morning. But you had to rush me. It's the last day. I've already eaten so much in the past few days. What's the difference between this morning meal~!"

Returning to his seat, Old Yan clasped his hands in his arms, angry with himself. He was also angry at the third aunt for urging him to collect his salary so early in the morning and to eat at the construction site.

If he had been a little later and sent Li Feng away, it would not have hindered his future advancement. Although Old Yan is not a fan of officialdom, the title of Director Yan sounds good, and his salary can be increased.

She closed the damper a little, leaving a tiny gap, and listened to Old Yan complaining about herself. Auntie Three didn't want to cook anymore.

"Don't be angry with me. How would I know? You didn't see it either. Tell me first, what kind of school is this school? And what's the difference between ZY and Beijing?"

"The school is a training school for training officers and cadres. Those who go there to study must be officers, and secondly, cadres. How can ordinary people go there? You have no idea, you have never heard of it~!"

"He went to study at the city's archives school, which proves that the higher authorities want to further train him. What level is he at now? Department level. If he wants to move up, studying is a necessary process~!"

Old Yan poked his finger hard on the table, feeling very unhappy. There was no shortage of cadres in the steel rolling mill, and there was no shortage of file clerks in the Red Star Primary School, but there was only one family that went to the file school for further study. The Li family was really the only one.

"Oh, oh, how old is he? He still needs to be trained and promoted?"

Maybe because she had lived with Old Yan for a long time, the third aunt slammed the table and said something shocking. Through Old Yan's analysis, she got a conclusion.

Originally, the third aunt was not sure, but when she saw that her own old man, Old Yan, neither shook his head nor nodded, she suddenly didn't know whether her guess was correct.

"Those who went to the capital may not be sure. It may just be a process. Whether they can be promoted or not, they will have to learn sooner or later if they reach his level. But if they went to the inner part of the Summer Palace, then...!"

Old Yan sighed deeply. What he didn't say already expressed his meaning. He couldn't help but feel disappointed at this moment, so he gave an example.

"The principal of our school, who is at the department level, was able to be transferred to a middle school as a deputy director when he retired. He was very lucky to have gone there to study. How old is he? Li, how old is Li Feng? He is less than 25, less than 25~!"

Yan Bugui had a lot of knowledge but could only stand on the three-foot-high podium. At this moment, his expression was somewhat desolate. Even the position of the principal was just like looking up at the sky for him.

He didn't think about those unnecessary things. His annual salary had already arrived. He just wanted to use Li Feng's relationship with him to move up his elementary school teacher's rank. As long as Li Feng asked, he could move up by slightly misinterpreting his meaning in school.

"Alright, alright, let him do what he wants. You've already got a bicycle. Now that the price has gone up, it's worth at least two or three hundred yuan. Let's forget about those things~!"

Whether I should say it or not, the third aunt let go of things quickly. Even though the person has left, she can still bring him back. Thinking about it this way, tonight's dinner is more important.

"You have long hair but little knowledge. A bicycle is nothing. Your salary is something you can earn for a lifetime. Hey~!"

Li Feng left as soon as he said he would. He must have given some explanation to the Liu family, at least to Liu Guangqi, but his family missed the opportunity again~!

Looking at the bicycle that was retrieved outside the door, Old Yan felt that after Li Feng came back this time, the Liu family would once again widen the gap with the Yan family.