Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Yi Zhonghai still had great confidence in the deaf old lady's methods and knowledge, and immediately responded: "Old lady..."

"I will go to see Director Yang tomorrow..."

"As long as we can convince him to help, there will be no problem in removing the punishment from Zhu."

The deaf old lady shook her head and replied: "No..."

"Zhong Hai, you should not only go to see Director Yang, but also go to see Deputy Director Li. And by the way, prepare a thousand yuan for Deputy Director Li."

"Deputy Director Li is in charge of the logistics of the steel mill. If he doesn't agree, even if Director Yang agrees, there's no way to remove the punishment on Zhuzi."

"Deputy Director Li is not very good, but he will do his job as long as he is paid."

"Send a thousand dollars to him. As long as he accepts it, the punishment on Zhuzi can be resolved."

As an old employee in the factory, Yi Zhonghai certainly knew what kind of person Deputy Director Li was.

The main reason why he didn't go to Deputy Director Li to resolve the punishment for He Yuzhu was that he was reluctant to spend the money.

Although Yi Zhonghai's monthly salary was as high as 100 yuan, he would spend 10 to 20 yuan every month. 1,000 yuan was equivalent to the surplus he saved from a year's frugality, and he just took it out to help the main speaker to sell the money.

Even though He Yuzhu was his godson and the person who would take care of him in his old age, Yi Zhonghai still felt unwilling.

What he was best at was getting something for nothing, and he was very reluctant to pay a huge price of one thousand yuan to support an elderly person, as he always felt that he was losing out by doing so.

Immediately frowned: "Old lady..."

"It's not that I don't want to help Zhuzi..."

"Ever since I adopted Zhuzi as my godson, I've spent at least 700 or 800 yuan on his behalf, if not 1,000 yuan."

"Now you're asking me to pay you another 1,000 yuan. Even if I have a lot of money, I can't afford to squander it like this..."

The deaf old lady stared and replied: "Zhonghai..."

"As an old lady, I know what your family background is."

"The money I've saved over the past ten years is not much less than ten thousand."

"A thousand dollars is nothing to you."

"You still have a salary of more than 100 yuan per month. Even if you use the pension money you saved before, with your salary level, you can make up for the shortfall in a year at most."

"Moreover……"

"If we cancel Zhuzi's punishment, he will be able to get the ninth-level chef certificate this year."

"Not only can I raise my salary, but I can also work outside as a waiter and earn 40 yuan a month without any problem."

"If we operate well, maybe we can become the canteen monitor and get a higher salary."

"If we bring the small kitchen here, we can bring back some leftovers."

"If I add up all these scattered incomes, even if I only give you 30% of them, it would be 200 to 300 yuan a month. In at most three years, I can make up for the 1,000 yuan you gave away."

"Doing this will also allow Zhuzi to respect you further and remember your kindness. When you are old, he will also be filial to you."

"This matter is settled..."

Although what the deaf old lady said made a lot of sense, Yi Zhonghai still did not respond immediately.

Because so many unexpected changes have happened to He Yuzhu in the past two years.

Even if I cancel the punishment on him, given his impulsive personality, he might be punished again one day.

In this way, the thousand dollars I gave away tomorrow would be wasted.

As for giving himself one third of He Yuzhu's monthly income, Yi Zhonghai didn't really believe it.

He is a man who becomes less stubborn when he sees Qin Huairu.

Even if he gets a ninth-level chef certificate in the future and the salary in the steel mill increases, the biggest beneficiary will be Qin Huairu, not his godfather. He hesitated and answered: "Old lady..."

"It's not that I don't want to help Zhuzi..."

"I really have no power..."

"As his godfather, I have helped him enough. I cannot cover everything for him..."

"You are his grandmother, and Zhuzi is the most filial to you. How about you give a little too?"

The deaf old lady is a very smart person and knows how to get along with others better than anyone else.

I have no relationship with Yi Zhonghai. The reason why Yi Zhonghai takes care of me so much is that, besides being older, I can help him in his capacity as an uncle.

Another very important reason is that Yi Zhonghai planned to take the family property in his hands.

I want to inherit the wealth I have saved after I die.

If I empty my family's savings for He Yuzhu now, Yi Zhonghai will lose hope and will definitely not take care of me as he did before in the future.

So no matter when, I have to leave behind some assets that Yi Zhonghai will yearn for and look forward to.

Reject immediately: "Zhonghai..."

"After the previous accidents, the old lady doesn't have much money left. The good things she has need to be kept for her retirement in the future. They must not be touched now."

"I can only rely on you for this matter."

"Broaden your horizons and stop focusing on the little profits in your hands."

"We are all old, and sooner or later the Siheyuan will be ruled by these young people."

“Only by investing money in these young people can we receive a large return when we are old.”

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai still didn't respond, the deaf old lady seemed a little unhappy and frowned and said, "Zhonghai..."

"If I really want to talk about it..."

"Even if you spend a thousand dollars tomorrow to help your master, you haven't spent much money yourself..."

"I remember that He Daqing left our courtyard seven or eight years ago."

"I remember when he was still in our courtyard, he was especially kind to the pillars and rainwater."

"I don't believe that such a person would leave our courtyard and ignore our son and daughter for seven or eight years..."

"Is there some misunderstanding here..."

"Maybe He Daqing has really written letters and sent money to Yushui and Zhuzi in the past few years..."

"How about I ask Zhuzi to take Yushui to the post office tomorrow to ask?"

Yi Zhonghai was struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, his eyes wide open as he stared at the deaf old lady, hoping to see something from her face.

Surprisingly, there was no change on the deaf old lady's face after she said this. She had the same expression as usual, giving people a feeling of being unfathomable.

Yi Zhonghai didn't know whether the deaf old lady knew something or was testing him with those words, but he didn't dare to gamble and asked hesitantly: "Old lady..."

"I don't quite understand what you said..."

The deaf old lady shook her head and replied: "Those who can understand will understand, and those who don't understand can forget it..."

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai became even more confused.

Just as he was about to speak again, he heard the deaf old lady start to chase people away: "Old lady, I'm tired..."

"Zhonghai..."

"Just listen to me and help Zhuzi get this done tomorrow, so you don't regret it later..." (End of this chapter)