Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 922: Continue Your Studies
During dinner this evening, Yan Bugui actually had no intention of standing guard at the door, but he was just angry at his eldest son.

Yan Bugui still supported his eldest son's job as a temporary worker in the textile factory. After dinner, when Yang Ruihua was clearing the table, he called Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Bugui handed Yan Jiecheng a cigarette, but Yan Jiecheng waved his hands and said that he had quit smoking and he didn't have money to buy cigarettes anyway.

Yan Bugui knew that Yan Jiecheng was resentful, so he asked earnestly, "Jiecheng, you are the eldest in the family, you have to set an example for your brothers and sisters. Our family is not very wealthy, so we need everyone to work together to save money. By the way, have you decided on your temporary salary?"

Yan Jiecheng was very familiar with Yan Bugui's methods. As soon as he heard his question, he knew that his father was planning to take his salary before he even started working.

Yan Jiecheng said, "I don't know yet. I won't know until I actually report. I haven't even started yet. How can you want my salary and let me work for nothing?"

When Yan Bugui heard this, he knew that the conversation could not continue. The boss was still angry, so he pretended to be angry and said, "That's what I meant." After that, he turned around and left the room.

Yan Bugui went out of the house and walked around the door as usual. It was a very cold day, so he planned to walk around and then go back to the house to prepare his lessons.

But unexpectedly, he saw Jia Dongxu at the gate. Jia Dongxu was wandering around the door and didn't go home. Yan Bugui was a little curious. Who was Jia Dongxu waiting for?

Jia Dongxu also saw Yan Bugui, so he smiled and greeted him, saying, "Hey, Third Uncle, you've finished eating and are out for a walk. It's so cold, you should go back and have a rest. I'll keep an eye on him here, and no one can get in."

This aroused Yan Bugui's curiosity even more. Yan Bugui smiled and said, "You ate a lot. Walk around for a while to digest the food. Who are you waiting for?"

Jia Dongxu didn't dare to say that he was waiting for Shazhu's lunch box, as that would be too embarrassing, so he said, "I also ate a little too much, so I smoked a cigarette here. You don't know, my mom doesn't allow me to smoke at home, saying that it smells bad."

Both of them gave each other a big "Pah" in their hearts. They were too full to eat. In this compound, they were the only two families that couldn't possibly do that. One was Yan Bugui's calculations, which made it impossible for him to feed his family. The other was the Jia family. With Jia Zhang around, it was impossible for Bang Geng to be full, let alone Jia Dongxu. This was a recognized fact in the compound.

The two of them were chatting idly, but their words were all irrelevant and no words were in agreement. Anyway, neither of them was focused on the chat, so no one paid any attention.

At this time, a figure flashed outside, and Sha Zhu came back with a net bag. When he saw the two people, he said, "Hey, Brother Dongxu hasn't slept yet, why are you waiting here? Hey, isn't this Uncle Sanda? He came out before closing time, so dedicated."

Yan Bugui was a teacher after all, and he knew that Sha Zhu was making fun of him, so he said, "No way, I was just chatting with Dongxu, and you were out helping in the kitchen. Oh, there are two big lunch boxes, what's in them?"

Jia Dongxu got a little anxious when he heard this. This Yan Bugui was eyeing the lunch box that his family had ordered, so he hurried over and said, "Thank you, brother Shazhu. I thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law. She can get some nourishment this time, so that her condition will not get worse."

Sha Zhu said carelessly: "Don't say that, this is what I should do. These are the famous dishes of Fengze Garden, Kung Pao Chicken and Stir-fried Crispy ...

When Jia Dongxu heard this, he cursed inwardly, "You big fool, do you have to say it? Didn't you see that Old Yan's eyes were red from scratching them? You have to say it."

Yan Bugui's eyes were indeed red. He grabbed Jia Dongxu's hand as he took the net bag and said, "Dongxu, I've been chatting with you for more than an hour. You know, it's not easy for anyone right now. Can't you give me some of your money?"

Sha Zhu standing next to him was stunned. He really didn't expect Yan Bugui to insist on it, but the things had already been handed to Jia Dongxu, and he didn't intend to get involved in the matter between them. Jia Dongxu was a little anxious at first, but suddenly he looked up, and Yan Bugui clearly felt that Jia Dongxu relaxed. He was still wondering, could Jia Dongxu be willing to share a lunch box with him?

At this time, a thunderous shout came from behind Yan Bugui, "Whoever dares to steal our lunch box, I will fight him!"

With just this shout, lights in the houses where people were already sleeping came on, and Yan Bugui was so scared that he immediately let go of his hand.

Jia Zhang hurriedly ran to Jia Dongxu, snatched the lunch box, and said, "It's so late, why are you still wandering outside? Go home quickly."

The mother and son carried their lunch boxes and walked towards the central courtyard. At the gate, only the frightened Yan Bugui and Sha Zhu who was standing there in a daze were left.

The spring breeze in March is like a pair of scissors, and Wang Zhan and Wang Li ushered in another school day.

Wang Zhan has been watching too much excitement recently, and he feels that the yard next door is a bit noisy. Essentially, he still prefers a more comfortable life, with fewer surprises and fewer things.

It was different next door. From the chaos in the early morning to the endless noise at night, Wang Zhan felt very annoyed. Wang Li also hated the yard next door. She always felt that there were always quarrels or fights in that yard. Especially after Sha Zhu went back again, there would be people wailing every now and then.

Wang Zhan finally went to school this time. He hoped that his life would not be so chaotic all the time. Early in the morning, Wang Zhan went to Old Man Zhang's shop and bought buns and soy milk. The flour for the buns was given by Wang Zhan to Old Man Zhang, saying that it was food for Wang Li and Zhang Erya's breakfast. He gave him a total of 50 kilograms of flour.

Old man Zhang knew that Wang Zhan was taking care of Zhang Erya, so he didn't refuse. Zhang Erya and Wang Zhan were also very close.

The buns are made individually, and the ones sold are multi-grain buns made from 20 grams of flour. There is no other way, this is the raw material given.

After breakfast, Wang Zhan sent away his animals, Jinbao, Dayu, Xiaoyu, and went out on his tricycle. For lunch, Wang Zhan brought some dumplings for Wang Li, which he had made yesterday, with oil residue and Chinese cabbage, to celebrate Wang Li's start of school.

Wang Li's schoolbag was bulging, and no one knew what was in it. Wang Zhan didn't care about her and sent her to the school gate. He watched her enter the campus, and then he rode his tricycle to his school.

When they arrived at the classroom, they greeted their classmates whom they hadn't seen for a long time. Xiao Si was busy wiping the desks for two people. Wang Zhan asked, "Are Xiao Wu and Da Lao Tie here?"

"I'm here, but Big Boss has a day off after today. He's going to play a game. It looks like he'll still be the main player in this year's national competition." Xiao Si said with a bit of pride.

Wang Zhan smiled and said, "By the way, let's go fishing together some other day. Meat is hard to buy now, and my sister has become thinner."

Xiao Si curled his lips and said, "I don't believe it. Lili is already a ball, how can she still lose weight? You are just free. Okay, let's go together this weekend. It's probably just the three of us, so don't bother him."

Wang Zhan doesn't have to find someone to go fishing, but with Xiaosi and Xiaowu, he will save a lot of trouble. Besides, Xiaosi and Xiaowu's parents have taken good care of them, so they must not forget their roots.

(End of this chapter)