Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 391 Replacement
Aged skin, weather-beaten face, lines of wrinkles, hands and feet trembling slightly.

Thin as a stick, his hands are skinny, and his eyes are deeply sunken.

Under the dim light, the deaf old lady looked particularly scary.

When Yan Bugui and Yi Zhonghai saw the deaf old lady make a move, they both said in their hearts that this time it was safe.

Yi Zhonghai widened his eyes and scolded: "Li Weidong, you are too ignorant. The deaf old lady is the ancestor of our courtyard. As juniors, if we have something good, we should respect her old man. This is called respect." elder."

"It's good for you. The factory rewards you with tens of catties of white flour, and you hide it and eat it by yourself without saying a word."

"You are selfish!"

Li Weidong finally came to understand this meeting. The reason is that these people came to fight the autumn wind after they knew that their family had fine white noodles.

Faced with Yi Zhonghai's moral kidnapping, Li Weidong chuckled: "Yi Zhonghai, respecting the elderly is our traditional Chinese virtue."

"There's nothing wrong with that, but some old people don't deserve respect at all."

"It's like a deaf old lady who thinks of herself as the ancestor of the courtyard house all day long, but has never done anything to help the big guys, and only pulls sideways. Is such an old man worthy of respect?"

At this time, many residents had already heard the movement and gathered around.

Hearing Li Weidong's words, they all nodded.

"That's right, the deaf old lady only cares about Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu in the courtyard."

"One time I had something urgent to eat, and I wanted the deaf old lady to look after the baby for me, but she pretended not to hear, turned her head and went into the house."

"Me too. When I didn't have anything to eat, I wanted to borrow half a catty of noodles from the deaf old lady, but the deaf old lady ignored it."

"A few days ago, I put half a catty of red dates at the door to dry, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye. My son saw that the deaf old lady stole it. I came to the door, but the deaf old lady refused to admit it. Instead, she scolded me for framing her and wanted me Report to the street office."

The residents of the courtyard house are often oppressed by the deaf old lady on weekdays, but they dare not speak out because of the prestige of the deaf old lady.

Now that Li Weidong fired first, they didn't take it into consideration anymore, and told all the scandalous things that the deaf old lady did.

Their words were like sharp knives piercing into the heart of the deaf old lady, and her heart ached so much that it was difficult for her to even breathe.

"Li Weidong, you kid, look for a fight!"

The deaf old lady picked up her crutches and wanted to ram Li Weidong, but suddenly stopped.

She thought of what happened last time, when she wanted to beat Li Weidong, but she was injured and hospitalized instead.

When ordinary people saw her picking up her crutches, they were too scared to dodge for fear of hurting her, but Li Weidong didn't regard her as an old man at all.

The deaf old lady subconsciously turned her head and shouted: "Silly Zhu, grandma is being bullied, come and help."

In the past, when deaf old ladies encountered thorns, they would call Sha Zhu to come out to help.

Silly Zhu rolled up his sleeves and played tricks, who wouldn't be afraid?
but.

As soon as the deaf old lady spoke, she felt something was wrong.

Her silly pillar no longer belongs to her.

Sure enough, Shazhu was in the crowd at this time, and when he heard the shouts, he subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Han Zhizhi stared back with a sharp look.

Han Zhizhi pointed to Shazhu's nose and said, "Shazhu, brother Weidong is our benefactor, if you dare to fight against brother Weidong, don't enter the house tonight."

Sha Zhu shrank his neck in fright, and said with a sneer: "That can't be done, how could I go against Brother Weidong!"

Sha Zhu hugged He Meimei as if he hadn't heard the deaf old lady's cry.

Seeing that there was no movement from Silly Zhu, the arrogance of the deaf old lady disappeared without a trace, and she stood there with her neck stuck and stopped making a sound.

The defeat of the deaf old lady was beyond Yan Bugui's expectation. He did not expect that the ancestor of the courtyard house was not Li Weidong's opponent either.

He retreated in his heart, but he was reluctant to part with those white noodles.

Yan Bugui calculated that even if he only exchanged ten catties of white noodles with Li Weidong and sold them at the pigeon market, he would earn five yuan in net.

Five dollars!Enough for Yan Bugui to pick up scraps for half a year.

Yan Bugui took a deep breath, stepped forward bravely, looked at Li Weidong and said with a smile: "Comrade Weidong, you may have misunderstood, we don't want you to give us the white flour, we are going to take coarse grains with you replaced."

Li Weidong looked at Yan Bugui in surprise.

Yan Bugui took the opportunity to say: "Look, my daughter-in-law has just passed through the door and is not used to eating coarse grains, and now you can't buy fine grains in the market. You have got so much refined white flour that you can't finish it yourself, why don't you trade it with us?" into roughage."

"Third Lord, how about a replacement method?"

"Of course, according to the price of the grain station, every catty of white flour is exchanged for two catties of coarse grain." Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses frame, blinking his small eyes.

Li Weidong was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Yan Pugui, others say that you are the master who has to taste the saltiness even when a big dung truck passes by. I didn't believe it at first."

"Hearing what you said today, I feel that those people still underestimate you. You are simply sucking the bones!"

"The price in the pigeon market is one to ten, but when I come to you, you only give me one to two. Do you think I'm a fool?"

The surrounding residents also nodded one after another, and Shazhu shouted in the crowd: "That's right, third master, your little abacus is too shrewd."

There was no embarrassment on Yan Bugui's face, he laughed and said: "Weidong, what you said is wrong, we are neighbors, we should help each other, if you return it to me according to the price on the pigeon market, wouldn't it look like It's impersonal and doesn't unite the masses."

"Weidong, you are the chief director now, and your wife Yu Li is an officer in the street office and the second uncle of our courtyard house. If you get a bad reputation for not uniting with the masses, your future will be bleak."

What is called a master of moral kidnapping, this is it.

No, this is no longer a moral kidnapping, but a naked threat.

However, ever since Li Weidong met at the door, he knew that these people were bound to make trouble, so he made preparations early.

Li Weidong glanced at the crowd, and the aunt of the Zhang family came out next door, and said with a smile: "Old Yan, what are you talking about! Why don't you unite the masses? Brother Weidong knew that our child was sick recently, so he specially sent him to the hospital. I bought half a catty of refined white flour and asked me to make porridge for the children. How can such a good person be labeled as not uniting with the masses by you?"

Uncle Liu came out: "Weidong knew that my old lady was not in good health, so he specially exchanged white flour for my five catties of stick noodles. Although the exchange rate was one to ten, I still thank Weidong. In the market, there is no fine grain for sale at all.”

Hu's sister-in-law came out and said, "My family also exchanged refined white noodles, and I exchanged three catties for steaming white flour steamed buns for my children's birthdays."

All of a sudden, seven or eight courtyard residents stood up.

Some of Li Weidong gave them some white noodles, and some were replaced.

Looking at these residents, Yan Bugui's face turned pale. He didn't expect Li Weidong to be willing to take out the white noodles.

but
Yan Bugui took a deep breath and looked at Li Weidong: "Since they can change white noodles, then I can too, right?"

"Of course, as long as you exchange at a ratio of one to ten, I'll give you back as much as you want." Li Weidong agreed without hesitation.

Anyway, Liu Lan needs ten catties of stick noodles every month, and the coarse grains in exchange will not be wasted.

"One to ten"

Yan Bugui was a little hesitant, the ratio was too high, and if he switched to fine flour, he would not make any money at all if he got it in the pigeon market.

It would be great if Li Weidong could send some for free.

Yan Bugui secretly winked at Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Zhang, who had been standing in the shadows all this time, came out arrogantly and stared at her pair of triangular eyes: "Li Weidong, why didn't you give it to me when you gave it to the Zhang family? It's tough."

At this time, Qin Huairu came out: "Mr. Jia Zhang, I take care of your meals every day now. Why is your life so difficult?"

Jia Zhang did not expect Qin Huairu to appear at this time, and was speechless for a while.

Qin Huairu gave Li Weidong a charming look, then turned her head and stared at Jia Zhangshi: "Don't think that I let you come back this time because I'm afraid of you. If you dare to mess around again, I can kick you out!"

A while ago, Qin Huairu had to take Jia Zhang back to Jia's house because she was afraid that Jia Zhang would perform fairy dance.

At that time, the two reached a consensus that Qin Huairu would feed Jia Zhang every day, and Jia Zhang would be honest in the future.

Jia Zhang knew that Qin Huairu was helping Li Weidong, but he had no choice but to stand aside awkwardly.

Jiazhang's defeat means that the war organized by Yan Bugui has completely failed.

Li Weidong looked at Yan Pugui with a gloomy face, and said coldly, "Third Master, do you want to change to white noodles?"

"No, it's too expensive if I don't change it. The stick noodles are pretty good." Yan Bugui laughed twice, and ran away in a hurry.

Qin Huairu stepped forward and clapped her hands: "Okay, it's so late, everyone has to go to work tomorrow, so let's go."

A storm came to an end.

Back in the house, after Yu Li fell asleep, Li Weidong threw the sack containing ten catties of stick noodles into the space warehouse.

Li Weidong now has a jeep distributed by the rolling mill, but the jeep is too conspicuous.

Although Li Weidong is the director now, we still have to keep a low profile and maintain the true colors of working people.

then.

The jeep has been parked in the parking lot of the truck team, and Li Weidong rides a bicycle to and from get off work.

Early the next morning, thinking about Fatty Yu, Li Weidong got up early.

After washing his face wheezing and wheezing, he had a hasty breakfast and left the door with his canvas bag on his shoulders.

As soon as he reached the front yard, he was stopped by the Yan family's daughter-in-law.

Today seems to be particularly tidy, with long black hair scattered behind her back, the floral cotton jacket on her body is bulging, and the tight black cotton trousers are stretched straight, making her legs look very long.

Walking, revealing a bit of coquettish vigor.

She brushed her hair lightly, bit her lips, and smiled charmingly: "Director Li, I heard what happened yesterday from Yan Xiecheng. My father-in-law is so shameful that he dared to make trouble with you. Don't worry, I will definitely criticize him Yes, I also hope that your lord has a lot, so don't care about it like him."

Is this a red face and a bad face?

Yan Bugui offended him, so he came to apologize, which is a bit interesting.

"Don't mention the past, I have to go to work, goodbye!"

Although Li Weidong didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, as long as I didn't accept the trick, you didn't.

After Li Weidong left, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

She didn't expect that the two times she took the initiative to attack would end in failure.

Is this Li Weidong really an unfeminine master?
No, I heard that the sisters of the Qin family didn't know him well.

Just when he couldn't figure it out, Yan Jiecheng's voice came from inside the room.

"Xiao Cui, it's time for breakfast!"

When I entered the room, I saw stick noodle porridge, steamed buns, and the plate of peanuts on the table.

Her face suddenly became gloomy, and she cursed and said: "Eating this kind of pig-fed food every day, and marrying into your Yan family, I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes!"

Yan Jiecheng said with a sneer, "Isn't there no way to do it? Yesterday I wanted to get some fine flour from Li Weidong, but our father is not Li Weidong's opponent."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it. I'll go to my cousin today and ask my cousin to think of a way!" After thinking about it, she is only recently pregnant, and light exercise should be fine.

Yan Jiecheng was happy: "Your cousin is the director of a big factory. If he is willing to help, he will definitely be able to get fine flour."

After eating, Yan Jiecheng went to work and rode a bicycle to a small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

Knocking on the door, Hu Dakui saw that it was, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his head to look around, saw no one, and quickly let him into the room.

As soon as the door closed, Hu Dakui rushed up and hugged him.

"Xiao Cui, you don't know how much I miss you these few days after you left."

"I can't eat well, I can't sleep, I lost a whole two catties."

Letting those big hands criss-cross his body, he giggled and said, "Virtue, if I had known today, you wouldn't have married me back then."

Hu Dakui gnawed a few bites on his face, and said helplessly, "I can't help it. If you are pregnant and your belly grows, you will definitely be noticed by the neighbors around you."

"You also know that I am the deputy factory director, so I have to pay attention to the influence."

Jiaochen said: "I see, you are just afraid of that wicked woman in your family."

"...Don't mention her, that yellow-faced woman is as ugly as a ghost, I feel disgusted when I see her."

Hu Dakui walked towards the back room holding hands.

"My sweetheart is still the most beautiful."

Pretending to be angry, he shook off his hand: "What about my sweetheart! You just watch me suffer in Yan's house?"

Hearing this, Hu Dakui's face darkened: "Did that kid Yan Jiecheng bully you?"

"Hmph, he thinks, he has to have the guts. You may not know that Yan Jiecheng is a soft noodle, a wimp."

Pouting his lips, he said, "The key is that the Yan family is really poor. Now I can't buy fine white noodles in the market, so I can only eat stick noodles every day. If this continues, the child in my belly will definitely be stunted."

"It turns out that there is a shortage of food! This is easy to handle." Hu Dakui laughed twice: "There are seven or eight catties of refined white flour in the noodle tank, and you will take them back later."

"Hey, Brother Dakui, you are the best for me."

She shyly got into Hu Dakui's arms.

A pair of embroidered shoes fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)