Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

"Captain Zhang, can't you be flexible on this matter?"

Wu Jiancai's face looked as if he had eaten a fly. He was obviously so angry that he was gritting his teeth, but he had to put on a flattering and pleading expression.

"The director was contacted with the phone call from above. What can I do?"

Zhang Yong pointed his finger upwards and spoke in a light tone.

Since it has nothing to do with me, it naturally won't be that much of a shock.

Moreover, Zhang Yong's temper is a bit extreme now. The more hardships these people in the team experience in life, the more unspeakable pleasure he feels in his heart.

This kind of pleasure made him obsessed.

"I... Captain Zhang, you must help me. You can't take away my quota no matter what. I have been waiting for more than two years and finally got the housing quota..."

The earnest plea was just an appearance, and Wu Jiancai was certainly not someone who lacked insight.

Zhang Yong looked at the eaves at a 45-degree angle, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand constantly rubbing his neck.

Wu Jiancai complained in his heart, but he quickly took out his wallet from his trouser pocket and pulled out two big black tens with heartache.

"Cough cough."

Zhang Yong’s coughing sounded above Wu Jiancai’s head.

Wu Jiancai's fingers trembled, and he gritted his teeth and took out all the banknotes in his wallet.

Nine big black tens, and four red tractors worth two dollars...

It really cost me my life.

But time was running out. In order to get the housing quota, Wu Jiancai reluctantly folded the money and stuffed it into Captain Zhang Yong's right trouser pocket.

"I'll give you two days to solve the problem at home. You guys are really stupid. You almost lost the watermelon for a sesame seed!"

"Hey, okay, I'll go back after work. Thank you, Captain Zhang, thank you, thank you very much."

After hearing Zhang Yong change his tone and give two days, Wu Jian immediately nodded his head.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for his empty wallet.

Exchanging one hundred yuan for your own housing quota is definitely a profit.

What's more, I spent two dollars on soda and cigarettes at noon.

If you think about it this way, it’s definitely not a loss.

"Don't wait until after get off work. It won't take an hour. Go ahead and I'll help you out for a while."

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

As a human being, if the other party is sensible, you might as well give him a little more benefit within your ability.

Anyway, it's just a casual conversation and there's a high chance you won't be asked about it.

Why not.

"Hey, Captain Zhang, that's great. I'll be leaving right away. Thank you."

Zhang Yong couldn't help but curl up his lips into a smile.

He was fascinated by the possibility of manipulating others, earning a little extra money and being thanked by them, and he enjoyed it.

After Wu Jiancai trotted out of the yard, Zhang Yong slowly took out the bulging bills from his pocket.

Bah~
Move your index finger and thumb and count.

It’s just less than a hundred yuan.

Zhang Yong shook his head slightly.

With my eyes half closed, I thought about the route to go home after work.

When I got a windfall, I definitely went to Wu Zhaoxiang Tea House to buy a pound of tea to celebrate.

This tea house is Zhang Yong's favorite, much better than Zhang Yiyuan Tea House, Hongri Tea Shop and Fujilai Tea House.

At first, Zhang Yong didn't like the tea from Wu Zhaoxiang Tea House. Later, after he recovered from a serious illness, he was proud of the service of Wu Zhaoxiang Tea House.

As time went by, he felt that the tea brewed by Wu Zhaoxiang Tea House tasted very good and was quite to his liking.

As for the fact that Wu Zhaoxiang Tea House was the most famous tea house in the city and the most popular among the eunuchs in the palace...

Zhang Yong didn't care at all.

The most important thing is to drink it comfortably.

After losing something, Zhang Yong's understanding of life became profound, with a kind of refreshing clarity.

Well, first go to Gulouqian Street to buy tea, and then go to Tianfuhao to buy the crystal sauce pork elbow.

My son likes to eat it. He was talking about it to his grandparents yesterday, so I have to arrange it.

It’s just running errands, buy it!

Must buy it.

Just to make the whole family happy and joyful.

Zhang Yong hasn't been back to his home for a long time.

He now lives with his parents every day, and his son also lives there. He doesn't care much about the gossip of the neighbors. With his son as evidence, many true things can be turned into false things.

Zhang Yong no longer has any psychological burden at all.

He didn't care about other people's criticism of him, but considering that his parents are old, there is no need for them to bear such pressure from public opinion.

Now that his son has grown up and lives with his grandparents every day, this also indirectly proves that his injuries are not that serious.

Crisis resolved.

He Yushui's supporting evidence has completely lost its meaning.

Let her play by herself.

Zhang Yong has no interest in women at all.

Sometimes I would stare at a man’s chest muscles and be in a daze.

The reason for not getting divorced is more for the sake of my son.

I really don't want to go to court for custody.

As for a house, you can’t bring it with you when you are born and you can’t take it with you when you die.

I have some money coming in from time to time, I can eat and drink what I want, and I have my parents and son to accompany me. This is the ultimate happiness.

Well, it would be perfect if Director Liu could have a close relationship with me like he has with the newly assigned female college student.

Wu Jiancai ran straight to his father's house in Hepingli.

Wu Yong was sitting under the old locust tree at the gate of the yard, watching the old neighbor playing chess. He was wearing a vest and shorts, fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan. There was a large enamel pot at his feet, filled with jasmine tea.

The old man is a retired teacher. He has no worries about food and clothing. He lives in two houses for free and leads a comfortable life.

"Dad, Dad, go back to the room. I have something to discuss with you."

Wu Jiancai was pedaling so hard that he wanted to kick sparks. He passed under the locust tree and didn't notice that his old man was watching the chess game there.

All the residents in the yard had moved away, and he was the only one left, so he could only go to the gate of the neighboring yard to beg for money.

Otherwise he won’t find anyone to play with.

Speaking of playing tricks, he can't even afford it.

Wu Jiancai went in for a walk and then came out, only to see his father waving a palm-leaf fan.

To be honest, when his biological father first cut off the source of funds and stayed in the yard without moving, intending to extort compensation, Wu Jiancai was completely impressed by his father's calculations.

Even when I go shopping for furniture with my girlfriend, I only look at the high-end ones.

The old man said that he would ask for some compensation, renovate both houses and buy some real estate.

But after being notified today that his housing quota would be taken away, Wu Jiancai became anxious. Seeing his father still leisurely watching people play chess, he felt inexplicably angry.

It's because my dad's current behavior has hindered his vested interests.

If one does not work for oneself, who else can one work for?
I'm not an idiot.

The educational philosophy of Wu Yong's generation could not keep up with the development of the times, resulting in a conflict between the exam-oriented education and the quality beliefs of the next generation under the impact of the new ideas of reform and opening up in the 1980s.

From folds to faults, the deformed transformation was finally completed.

This is true for Yan Bugui's family, Liu Haizhong's family, and Wu Yong's family.

Because her family overly favored boys over girls, the little girl Wu Yan went to Shanghai early and never came back.

The eldest son, Wu Jiancai, is even more selfish to a certain extent.

"Here you are. Why are you in such a hurry? No matter how big the matter is, you should remain calm. My son still has a long way to go in his growth."

The old scholar Comrade Wu Yong was holding a stool in one hand and a teacup in the other, and was joking with a few old friends.

He calls himself the Zhuge Military Advisor of Hepingli, an expert in both big and small matters, and educating his son is the job of a retired teacher.

The tone of preaching has been there for decades, how can it be changed?

The old men who were sitting around to relieve their boredom were all laughing.

They were all watching what old man Wu Yong from the next yard was doing. Some were disgusted, some were envious, and some were just watching for fun.

On the surface, they all maintained the kindness of old neighbors.

"Dad, please hurry up..."

Wu Jiancai hurriedly took two steps forward and took the teacup.

Walk slowly while holding the water; if you walk too fast the tea will easily spill.

"Tons, tons, tons~"

Wu Jiancai took the teacup and drank half of it with tea water.

Wu Yong was so distressed that he sucked his teeth.

The first brew has a lot of flavor.

Old Man Wu himself was never willing to drink that much. He would just sip it, and when it was almost done he would refill it with water to keep the flavor strong and increase the duration of the taste as much as possible.

After taking this bite, Wu Yong felt a pang in his heart and felt like he had been cheated.

"If you don't drink water while working, you will go home thirsty and ruin the house..."

Go through the hanging flower gate and go around to the backyard.

Entered the earthquake shelter between the west wing and the back room.

Wu Yong kept chattering away.

Wu Jiancai had been holding it in all the way. Although there was no one in the yard, the outside of the house was too spacious. Who knew what would happen if the sound reached the next yard...

He also works in the archives department of the police station in this area. He sees people there every day, so he has to try his best to maintain the relationship for the sake of his dignity.

"Dad, you can't live in this house anymore. Hurry up and pack up so we can move back tonight..."

"Are you crazy? What's wrong with you? I've worked so hard to get to this point, and I'm about to get the compensation..."

"Dad, please let me worry less. If you keep making trouble, I'll lose the house that my company allocated to me!"

"What?"

Wu Yong's eyes widened.

How can my son get married if he loses the house he got?

Should I let my spouse move back and let the two of us live in this small, shabby house of only 10 square meters?
The small bungalow and the two-bedroom house were placed at the two ends of the scale in Wu Yong's heart.

The result is undoubtedly tilted to the extreme.

The old man took a breath.

What a good way to cut off the firewood from under the cauldron!
This military advisor has been defeated.

……

The phone downstairs kept ringing.

Su Mu pried open Gao Yan's legs that were wrapped around him like a snake, then hugged Cao Weiwei from his chest to the side, and walked into the living room yawning.

"Hey."

"Oh, Brother Sun."

"Okay, okay, forget it. There's no need to do that anyway. Just move away. It's up to you."

hang up the phone.

Su Mu sat down on the sofa.

There is a 2500ML glass kettle on the coffee table, which is specially used for cooling boiled water.

Pour a glass and drink it all in one go.

Burped some water.

The yard in Hepingli was actually cleared.

Su Mu thought it would be cleared out sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

I talked about it yesterday and finished moving it today...

I haven't even started to exert any effort yet.

It was like running away at the slightest threat, like a fist clenched like steel hitting a ball of cotton.

Not interesting at all.

There is no passionate impulse.

Well, it’s definitely not because I was almost exhausted by the joint double-team last night.

The combination skills of Cao Weiwei and Gao Yan have a strong BUFF stacking effect.

One with the best physical fitness, all kinds of techniques and postures can be manipulated at will, and whatever needs are met can be responded to, so it can be said that everything is available.

The other is good at health preservation, understands physiological and psychological sensitivities, and is familiar with body structure and the distribution of neurons.

With continuous exploration and research, Su Mu's physical and mental desires can be increasingly stimulated.

In time, Su Mu suspected that Gao Yan would become a dam in his belly, and might be able to partially control his own flood release...

I feel a little scared for some reason.

What's going on? I feel eager to try it again.

Breakfast was Goubuli steamed buns.

If nothing unexpected happens, Su Mu will definitely prepare a portion for Cao Weiwei and Gao Yan and put it in the kitchen before leaving.

There is no favoritism, and it is also a recognition of their hard work last night.

Sumu has always been clear about rewards and punishments.

They were punished by being made to kneel down to eat, and rewarded by being made to wake up and eat well.

Su Mu drove to Hepingli and when he arrived at the gate of the yard, he found Qi Tian was organizing a few brothers to move the luggage out of the yard.

"Brother, that's awesome. The old man moved out last night."

Qi Tian gave Su Mu a thumbs up.

Not far away, under the old locust tree, five or six old men set up the chess table and arranged their chariots, horses, and cannons.

But the appearance of the real owner of the next yard is much more attractive than the chess game.

Old man Wu Yong hit a wall this time. He tried to extort money and almost lost the housing allocated by his son's company...

The efficiency with which things happening in the alleys spread is terrifying.

Overnight, the Wu family's affairs became the topic of conversation at the breakfast table.

Who wouldn't want to see the owner who has the ability to "cut off the source of the trouble"?
Without a network of connections and some hard power, can you find the municipal bureau and make changes to the other party's housing allocation?

Yes, the old men even knew about the order issued by the Municipal Bureau.

It has to be said that the genes of the Chaoyang masses are inherited, and the old Beijingers have that energy in their bones.

"Where are we going next?"

"In the alley behind, they said a few families had moved. Some had moved away, and some had signed contracts to live in the new courtyard. There were still four or five families who hadn't made any moves. I'll move my luggage there first and then make plans."

Qi Tian explained.

"Come on, the ancient building team, and clean up this yard for me. I'll keep it for my own use."

"Okay, I'll go over and keep an eye on it later. They're just about to bring in the materials, so I'll let you know while I'm at it."

"How long will it take over there?"

The ancient building team is divided into several groups. The largest group is working on a sunken three-in-one courtyard house near Gulou and Houhai, and it is unlikely to be completed in the first half of the year.

The second is the decoration team who repaired the temporary adjustment courtyard near the Lama Temple.

There are already quite a few residents living in the front and back yards, and now there are only a few houses left to be completed.

"About four or five days."

"When you come in to work here, ask me for the blueprints and I'll design them myself."

Su Mu thought for a moment and added.

"okay."

Qi Tian agreed, and then tilted his head to think for a while: "Brother, do you have any ideas? Why do you want to set up an outer house again?"

Su Mu saw Qi Tian's obscene smile and pretended to kick him.

"Uncle Su?"

A surprised shout came from behind, interrupting the friendly exchange between Su Mu and Qi Tian.

Su Mu turned around and saw a pretty girl standing not far away.

"Lin Pingping? Why are you here?" (End of this chapter)