Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Chapter 17 Eat the Big House

Yan Bugui was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Can Yang Weibiao be so kind? He clearly doesn't want to make things easier for me. Without that room, how can my Yan Jiecheng marry a wife?"

"I can't control that."

Old man Wang actually figured it out.

Seeing that Old Man Wang was determined not to side with him, Yan Bugui quickly pointed the finger at the rightful owner, "Yang Weibiao, you must give up your house today. You are destroying the unity of the courtyard."

Yang Weibiao smiled, "Yan Bugui, don't blame me. You are allowed to buy a house, but I can't buy it? How old was Yan Jiecheng when you bought my house? He was thirteen years old. Then I will give it to the future now. Is there a problem with buying a room for my child?”

People in the courtyard nodded one after another. It really made sense. If you have money, there is nothing wrong with having an extra room.

"Yang Weibiao, stop talking nonsense and do everything on a first-come, first-served basis."

Yan Bugui was really angry, how could this person be more calculating than him?

"You have nothing to do with this. I'm happy to buy a house. The street has been transferred, how can you still snatch this house away?"

On this point, Yang Weibiao was invincible.

Seeing that the dispute was almost over, Yi Zhonghai also said: "Lao Yan, Wei Biao is right. If the street doesn't object, then it's reasonable."

"Lao Yi, where are you from? This has something to do with my eldest son getting a wife."

Yan Bugui felt that Yi Zhonghai had changed and was blatantly protecting Yang Weibiao. Lao Yi was not like this before.

"I don't take sides, I'm reasonable."

Yi Zhonghai looked upright. He had not benefited from anyone and could stand firm.

Liu Haizhong thought for a while and then spoke.

"I said, Lao Yan, the house is right there. You didn't buy it yourself, how can you blame Yang Weibiao? Besides, doesn't Yan Jiecheng have a job? Maybe they will allocate houses in the factory."

Liu Haizhong actually has a headache about the house, but his son has not yet worked and is not in such a hurry.

"Old Liu, you are confused. You are waiting to be assigned a room. You don't know how long you have to wait..."

As Yan Bugui spoke, he suddenly realized that Old Liu had also rebelled and was bribed by the banquet that day.

"Okay, each of you will protect Yang Weibiao, right?"

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, "You can't say that. Everything must be reasonable, and you can't be messy."

At this moment, Yu Li also packed up and came out. There was a little sweat on her forehead, and she looked even more youthful at the age of twenty.

Yan Jiecheng was immediately dumbfounded.

Yang Weibiao quickly asked Yu Li to go back and rest, so he had to worry about his health.

"Okay, Yan Bugui, I don't want to quarrel with you this late at night. I have already transferred the ownership of the house. If you want to buy a house, go find someone else. Sijiu City is so big, as long as you have money, you can't buy it anywhere."

With so many people watching, Yang Weibiao had just been reminded by Captain Zhang, and there was no way he could take action.

Moreover, Yan Bugui's small body might not even be able to withstand a slap from him.

"Yang Weibiao, you, you..."

Yan Bugui fainted without even taking a breath.

"Well, it's none of my business. I'm three meters away from him."

Yang Weibiao shook his head, he hadn't said anything harsh yet.

"Yan Jiecheng, why don't you guys send Lao Yan to the hospital quickly?"

Yi Zhonghai also shook his head. This old Yan is getting better and better and wants to go back. The street has been transferred, so how can he get the house back?
The third uncle was sent to the hospital urgently, but he recovered on the way. When he got to the hospital for a checkup, he found nothing wrong, just some malnutrition, and the medical expenses were only a few cents.

"Lao Yi, why did Yang Weibiao buy the house? Why did he buy it?"

Yan Bugui didn't want to lie down in the hospital, which would cost money.

Yi Zhonghai followed. He is a man with excellent moral character.

"Lao Yan, I'm not telling you, don't always go against Yang Weibiao, you are being unreasonable."

Yan Bugui refused, "He intercepted my eldest daughter-in-law and robbed my house, but I still let him. Where are you, Lao Yi?"

"I'm being reasonable. Wife, you didn't even find a matchmaker. And this house, Lao Wang doesn't want to sell it to you... Forget it, Lao Yan, you can figure it out yourself."

Yi Zhonghai didn't say much more. This old Yan had three sons and one daughter, some of whom were providing for the elderly. What did he worry about?

"Alas, I was the one who got into trouble this time. I can come back next time."

Yan Bugui pushed up the frames of his glasses. We can't just let this matter go.

……

"Bang! A piece of talisman paper, protection +30. After use, one person can continue to avoid danger. It has a shelf life of thirty days and loses one attribute every day."

"Choose a target, Yu Li."

After Yang Weibiao returned to the house, he got into bed and finished the second half. After Yu Li fell asleep, he hammered a talisman and used it on Yu Li this time.

This is just for peace of mind, because there are so many calculations in the courtyard.

He took out a cigarette and lit one. He just took a few puffs when he suddenly slapped his thigh and it was terrible.

Counting the time, Jia Zhang's wealth-breaking talisman expired tonight.

But he had just hammered the talisman, so forget it, just give Jia Zhang a day off, and he would also accumulate energy as usual.

I put out my cigarette butt and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, Jia Zhang came back secretly.

But he was still discovered by Qin Huairu.

"Mom, why did you come back?"

"Don't mind my business and go to sleep."

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't turn on the light, fumbled and took out a handful of money. After thinking for a while, she finally hid the money in the sole of her shoe. She wore the shoe every day, so she couldn't give it back.

……

Early the next morning.

Yang Weibiao got up early and made breakfast refreshed.

It's different now that I have a wife. In the winter, I feel warm under the quilt, and I can sleep soundly.

After eating, on his way to work, he actually saw Jia Zhang walking happily on the road. After seeing him, he rarely cursed.

What's going on? This old woman obviously lost her money yesterday, but she can still be so happy today?
At noon, he made two vegetables and two steamed buns as usual, thinking about going hunting today and having a good meal in the evening.

"If you come here today, I won't bring you food."

Liu Lan was peeking at Yang Weibiao. When she turned around, she saw the old woman from yesterday had arrived. Was she staring at her alone?

"Isn't it just money and tickets? I have them. I can finish three dishes and four white flour buns."

As Jia Zhang said this, she took out the money and tickets and handed them to Liu Lan.

"Humph!"

Liu Lan snorted, took the money ticket, and had no choice but to get food.

At noon today, everyone working in the steel rolling mill in the courtyard hid, and even the second uncle asked his workers to help him prepare meals.

So Yang Weibiao was the only one in the courtyard who saw this scene.

This can't be done. It's easy to explain that Jia Zhang has money, but it's absolutely impossible to come up with this ticket.

Yang Weibiao couldn't figure it out for a while. Could it be that the uncle couldn't resist and donated it again?

I couldn't care less, so I finished my meal, washed my lunch box, and went to take a lunch break.

In the afternoon, suddenly the loudspeaker came to mind again in the factory, and his first reaction was that Jia and Zhang were causing trouble again.

Who knows what it is about him.

"Dear workers, please pay attention. Below is a report about a good person and a good deed."

"Comrade Yang Weibiao, a sixth-level forger in the first workshop, rescued an injured old man in Erli Hutong last weekend and paid six yuan for medical expenses out of his own pocket."

"Comrade Yang Weibiao, do good deeds without leaving a name..."

"The factory leadership decided to reward Comrade Yang Weibiao with four notes for three turns and one ring, and the whole factory was notified of the praise, and called on all workers in the factory to learn from Comrade Yang Weibiao..."

As soon as this announcement came out, the entire factory workers were in an uproar. After Yi Zhonghai heard this, he nodded frequently and once again felt that Yang Weibiao was a good boy.

Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't help but cursed, "I pretend to be a good person but don't even donate a penny to my Jia family. I will definitely be a destitute person in the future."

After the scolding, I had to clean the toilet, but after cleaning, I ran to the labor insurance warehouse again.

Yang Weibiao was immediately called away.

The person who received him was Li Xinmin, the deputy director Li in the original drama. He was not a good person either.

"Comrade Yang Weibiao, here you are. Do you know this person?"

Li Xinmin's hair was meticulously combed and he was wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

There was an old man and a well-dressed middle-aged man next to him.

Before Yang Weibiao could speak, the old man hurriedly said: "Comrade, please remember me."

"Of course I remember. Aren't you the one who fell down that night?"

Yang Weibiao didn't expect to come to his door. He really didn't care about the matter of a few dollars.

"It's me, it's me, comrade, thank you."

The old man was a little excited, he finally found this young man.

"Comrade, thank you for saving my dad. I'm usually too busy with work to take care of him..."

The identity of the middle-aged man is not simple. His name is Zhang Dajun, and he is a leader of the textile factory.

"I didn't do anything. Anyone who encounters them should help."

Yang Weibiao didn't dare to take credit, so he paid a few dollars in advance and didn't send the person to the hospital.

But Zhang Dajun was still very grateful and chatted for a while before leaving.

"Comrade Wei Biao, remember to come to the textile factory to see me if you have anything to do in the future." Zhang Dajun made a promise.

"Thank you then."

Yang Weibiao didn't think much about it. His job had nothing to do with the textile factory.

After sending the father and son away, Li Xinmin readily handed over four bills, enough to buy three turns and one ring.

"Wei Biao, you are a capable person in our factory. You will continue to perform well in the future."

Li Xinmin encouraged him, but he was very polite.

Although Yang Weibiao knew that this was not a good person, he would not lose face and there was no need to offend people for no reason.

After get off work, he went straight to the outskirts of the Temple of Earth.

Once I got there, I didn’t expect to have a big harvest. In the trap he set, there was actually a wild boar, which weighed about two hundred pounds.

The wild boar is still alive, but it fell into a pit and can't get out.

Yang Weibiao jumped into the pit, held down the wild boar and tied it up.

He was really strong. He pressed the pig's head and made it unable to move.

It took a little effort to get the wild boar up.

Other traps yielded six rabbits.

"Ow!"

The wild boar was still howling. He didn't tie the mouth of the pig, so that people could see that he had hit a pig.

In this way, he was carried to the farmer's house where the bicycle was kept.

"Wei Biao, you are crazy, such a big wild boar."

The farmer was an acquaintance, because Yang Weibiao not only hunted, but also collected some mountain products from him.

"It's your luck."

Yang Weibiao now understands the magical effect of good luck attributes, and he can't stop the luck when it comes.

"Uncle Zhou, I'll leave my bicycle here for you now. I'll come and get it later. I'll resist the pig and leave first, and I'll bring you a piece of meat later."

"No need. You're just going to carry it back. Do you want to ask someone to borrow a cart?" Mr. Zhou kindly reminded.

"It's okay. I'll deliver it to the food station first. I plan to sell half of the pig."

He originally wanted not to sell it, but one pig was too big for one person to eat alone, which was an act of alienation from the masses.

As soon as he entered the city gate and reached the street, he immediately caused a sensation.

"I'm not dazzled. That man is carrying a pig. Oh my god, it's a wild boar."

"This is fat. It must have been beaten outside and made into bacon. It will last for two years."

"This man is so strong. He can walk like flying while carrying a pig on his shoulders."

Yang Weibiao didn't care about everyone's pointing fingers.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at the place and carried the wild boar directly inside.

"Comrade, did you hit this? Do you want to sell it?"

The staff at the food station were also a little confused. The main reason was that the pigs were sold to them only for money, but to buy the meat, they needed a ticket.

"I caught it on the outskirts of Ditan. Only half of the pork was sold. I also want to keep some of the offal for myself."

"Okay, as many as you have." The staff was also very happy.

Immediately, people were arranged to kill the pigs, and Yang Weibiao asked for two buckets here to hold the pig blood and offal.

After coming back, half of the pig was weighed at 101 kilograms. It was a big pig.

"Comrade, although you are a wild boar, you are still considered a domestic pig. I will give you 62 yuan and 6 cents."

At this time, the food station gave him 6 cents and 2 pounds per pound, mainly because the bones inside were worn out.

"Sure, that's the price, but I have to take two buckets away, and you have to issue an invoice to prove it."

In this way, he left half the pork, half the bucket of pig blood, and half the bucket of offal.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the courtyard.

"Come quickly, Yang Weibiao is back with half of the pork."

"Oh my god, this is too much meat, it's so fat."

"Wei Biao, where did you get this meat? There are still internal organs. He must have been killed now."

As soon as they entered the yard, everyone gathered around her. Soon Yu Li also received the news and came over. She was worried about why the man hadn't come back today.

"Brother Yang, you didn't kill the wild boar, did you?"

He Yuyu asked. She had seen traps set up to catch wild boars before.

"That's right. I was lucky today. I caught a wild boar. I took it to the food station and sold half of it for more than sixty yuan. I brought the remaining half back with me."

Yang Weibiao pushed the bicycle with half of the pork lying sideways on the back seat.

"This is so meaty!"

He Yuyu was also greedy, but she was neither envious nor jealous because she didn't know how to hunt.

"Wei Biao, can you tell me where you got it?"

"Oh, there are so many rabbits here, how can we finish them all?"

In just a moment, everyone in the hospital came.

Among the crowd, Yan Bugui looked ugly. He had always had bad luck recently. Looking at Yang Weibiao, he was very lucky.

Jia Dongxu's face became even more gloomy. He was sick and needed nutrition, but there was not even a trace of meat in the house.

Qin Huairu was speechless, and she couldn't suppress the regret in her heart.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was not in the courtyard, and she didn't know why she was there.

"Wei Biao, what are you going to do with this pork?"

When Yi Zhonghai asked, it was just a question.