Siheyuan: from Divorce

Sesame Hutong, No. 67.

Han Chunming ate the wowotou, accompanied by shredded radish and pickles, and drank porridge.

Mother Han said speechlessly: "You starving ghost reincarnated, be careful to eat your nose and eyes!"

"Mom, are my aunt and Xiao Xing gone?" Han Chunming asked.

"Let's go, I'm leaving at noon today, come here, your mother's half-month salary is gone, you say no, I can't bear it, give it, then you say I'll give this or not? Other relatives Don't you have to hurry up?"

Mother Han's face is full of melancholy. It has always been a big trouble for poor relatives from the countryside to enter the city, and Mother Han can't do anything. Since she can't blatantly give money, she will buy dumplings, and by the way, she will pack up her family's clothes and send them out.

But Rao is so, it is also a lot of expenses.

"Mom doesn't look forward to anything now. I'm looking forward to you. Hurry up and find a job to share with me."

"Don't worry, Mom, Cheng Jianjun's way is wild. His father promised to work hard with Jianjun and me."

"Then you can't hang yourself on a tree. People are not related to us, so why do they take special care of you? You said that there are so many educated youths who come back every day, and there are only a few places in the street office. Who is it?"

Mother Han said worriedly: "I gave you the five cents last night, hurry up and buy some fruit to send to the director of the street office."

Han Chunming said helplessly: "Mom, do you think other educated youths don't give fruit, and the five cents won't make it to the table. If you want me to tell me, you still give me one or two cents, and I can have a way!"

Mother Han was startled: "You kid, why do you want so much money, it's enough to eat three meals of meat!"

"I'm going to watch TV in the courtyard next door!" Han Chunming said confidently, "One monthly pass!"

"You kid! You haven't finished your job yet, so what TV are you watching! Isn't there a night show on the small blackboard every day? If you're greedy, it's fine if you take the time to pay five cents to watch a night. What monthly pass should you buy? !"

"Mom, you can't say that. I'm not just watching TV, but the main reason is to see my Uncle Xu!" Han Chunming said.

"You mean the former Director Xu of the Revolutionary Committee?" Mother Han asked.

"That's right! Now I'm the marketing manager of the cinema! I'll ask him to help me at that time, and maybe I'll get a good job!"

"It's good to go to the cinema to work! But then again, why do people help us?" Mother Han said worriedly.

"Mom, you don't have enough vision! When I was young, I had a relationship with Uncle Xu, and I helped him spread the word. Later, I, Lazy Cat and Su Meng went to the TV several times, and Uncle Xu treated him as a guest. Yes, the nickname of the granddaughter of Uncle Guan, Xiaolanmao, didn't he come up with it!"

It turned out that the little boy who gave Xu Damao a message was Han Chunming when he was a child.

"Uncle Xu saw that I was clever and said that he wanted to accept me as an apprentice, but at that time, didn't I worship Master Guan as my teacher, so I didn't agree! I've been in the countryside for two years, and Uncle Xu and I still have correspondence! His old man promised me that if I couldn't find a job, I could ask him for help!"

"Oh, there is still this relationship! I feel stable!" Mother Han was overjoyed.

This Xu Damao has real skills, not to mention the prestige of Director Xu at the beginning, the imported 14-inch TV that has been broadcast for ten years, it shows that his skills are so great that the leaders of the street office have to give him face.

With him talking, isn't the work thing a certainty?

"That's fine! Your mouth should be sweeter. Although Uncle Xu doesn't look down on your filial piety, the attitude we should have is to be respectful!" Mother Han urged.

"Success! I know!"

Han Chunming was very proud, and got another one and two cents pocket money from his mother, which was enough for him to continue to be unrestrained for a while. Yesterday, he just saw a good telescopic pole. It is an old item, and it may be able to sell for some price.

When I came to the courtyard next door, "Shajiabang" was being broadcast on the black and white TV. The old and young men watched it with relish, and from time to time they could say the next line. Obviously, I don't know how many times this was replayed.

With a big wave of his hand, Han Chunming bought a monthly pass on behalf of the public and private, and found a corner to pass his eye addiction. After going to the countryside as an educated youth for two years, he dreamed of coming back to watch TV.

It was more than nine o'clock, and Xu Da Mao was not seen after the show. He immediately made a guess, patted the dust on his butt, and then ran to the alley.

Under the street lamp, I looked closely, and sure enough, Master Guan and Uncle Xu Damao were playing chess.

"The two of you are playing chess, but talking is a donkey." Uncle Guan said without turning his head.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how about the Nine Gates Admiral God! You knew I was here before I even said a word!" Han Chunming praised with a thumbs up.

Then he said cheaply: "Your horse jumping is wrong, master, if you take such a step late, maybe you will be able to support two more hands under Uncle Xu's hands, I'm not telling you, although your chess skills are high, you haven't seen it. You beat Uncle Xu."

"Go away." Uncle Guan crawled across three black lines on his forehead.

"I can win this game and lose fifty cents to you."

"Oh, the horse's going is really not right." Uncle Guan sighed helplessly when he was defeated by the general again.

"Five cents! Master, remember to owe me fifty cents!"

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I have something to tell you!" Han Chunming looked embarrassed.

Uncle Guan glanced at his apprentice, and his wisdom was clear at a glance: "Come on, I think you are not looking for me, but your Uncle Xu, I don't know what you are holding back?"

"Master, you are very discerning!" Han Chunming approached with a flattering expression and bowed to Xu Damao, "Uncle Xu, your words are not enough."

Xu Damao smiled: "Chunming, just say what you want to say, no need to play around."

"Cough, it's like this! Uncle Xu, didn't you write me a letter before, saying that you will help me with the work when I get back, is this true?" Han Chunming looked expectantly.

"Of course it's true. As long as you want, go to the cinema tomorrow to report. I'll give you a projectionist apprenticeship, [-] yuan a month, plus the subsidy bonus."

Xu Damao will not let this business wizard go. He has to create a quota for him without a quota. In the future, this right-hand man will be indispensable, not to mention that Han Chunming is a decent character who repays his gratitude.

Investing is absolutely right.

Speaking of which, Han Chunming is pitiful enough. Except for a mother and second sister who love him, he can be said to be unkind all his life. He sent Xiao Cheng Jianjun to plot against him, his relatives stabbed him in the back, and his lover Su Meng never trusted him. , Even the master, Uncle Guan, placed him with a fake will.

Poor baby, from now on, let your Uncle Xu lead you out on a promising road. .