Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Looking at Tang Dashan and Yu Li, he glared and said, "I see you two don't want this year's New Year supplies?"

"Master... I want it, of course I want it..." Tang Dashan quickly begged Wang Dong for mercy.

Of course, this plea for mercy was all a joke.

The couple can earn sixty or seventy yuan a month. In addition, Tang Dashan often goes out with him to entertain guests, and sometimes he helps him cook in the kitchen. Although they cannot eat meat every meal, it is no problem for them to have meat every two or three days.

Although the steel rolling mill's New Year supplies have continued to increase every year due to the shortage of supplies in the old city, each worker can still only get one pound of pork.

For the two of them, these two pounds of pork are better than nothing, and it just allows the family to have one more meal of dumplings.

While the three were talking, the fat man had already brought three canteen workers over to collect their wages.

Although Fatty failed to pass the eighth-level chef exam, Wang Dong felt that he had reached the level of an eighth-level chef.

Maybe it was bad luck, or maybe the higher-ups started to strictly control senior workers, worried that there were too many senior workers in the factory and the salary costs were too high, so they deliberately blocked people from passing the level...

But for the fat man, he would be very satisfied even if he was just a level nine chef.

Because he is also the monitor of the third canteen, he can receive an additional subsidy of five yuan per month.

After Fatty Xiao Mi Mi received his salary of thirty-seven yuan and fifty cents, it was the turn of He Yuzhu, who had just returned to the position of ninth-level chef.

He Yuzhu is still the same He Yuzhu as before.

Although he was punished twice in a row by the steel mill, causing his work grade to be downgraded again and again, and he has not yet recovered to the eighth-level chef he was a few years ago, his impulsive and unruly character has not changed at all.

After receiving his salary of 32.5 yuan, he showed off in front of a group of apprentices and the kitchen helper, then put the money in his pocket and ran happily towards the workshop.

"Deputy Director... Do you think Sha Zhu is stupid..." Looking at Sha Zhu who left in a hurry, the fat man who walked to Wang Dong couldn't help but mocked him.

"It's been so many years, and I still haven't seen through that vampire Qin Huairu."

"If I remember correctly, the amount of money that Sha Zhu has spent on Qin Huairu in the past two years is not much less than 500 yuan."

"He is still a bachelor, and he doesn't even know how to save some money to marry a wife. He helps the widow Qin Huairu raise her son every day. People who don't know would think Banggeng is his biological son."

Wang Dong didn't even look at that idiot He Yuzhu.

In the original drama, He Yuzhu, with the help of a deaf old lady, asked Lou Xiao'e to help him leave a descendant.

He was not so lucky in this life.

Because of her own intervention, the deaf old lady was afraid that her previous act of pretending to be a martyr's widow would be uncovered, so she kept a low profile in the courtyard. Except for eating, she didn't even dare to go out of the backyard. Naturally, she didn't dare to help He Yuzhu to pull the trap.

Besides, Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao divorced two years ago.

Even if the deaf old lady wanted to help He Yuzhu pull the Bangtao, there was no one to help.

Now she is being sucked dry by the Jia family and is being played around by Qin Huairu, the white lotus. She wishes she could give her heart to Qin Huairu.

If this kid doesn't wake up, there will definitely be no descendants of him in the future.

Maybe the tragic ending of starving to death or freezing to death in the bridge hole will happen again.

Wang Dong despises this kind of person who has no memory, always lives in a dream and is unwilling to wake up, and he doesn't want to deal with him.

In the past two years, whether in the kitchen or in the courtyard, the two people have interacted with each other only a few times.

He smiled and said to the fat man, "What does it have to do with you whether they get married or not?"

"But it seems like you're getting married soon." "I'm a level nine chef at the steel mill and the monitor of the third canteen. I make 37.5 yuan a month. I heard that the matchmaker almost broke down your door when you were dating me."

"Getting married on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month..." When talking about this, a smile from the bottom of the heart appeared on the fat man's face.

Looking at Wang Dong with gratitude, he said, "Director..."

"If it weren't for you, I might still be a kitchen helper in a cafeteria, earning twenty-two dollars and fifty cents a month."

"My parents said that when I get married, I must invite you to the wedding and treat you as my master."

"Although you didn't accept me as your apprentice, in my eyes you are my master."

"On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, you must be there..."

Then he turned his gaze to Tang Dashan: "Old Tang...you and your wife must come too..."

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The main gate of the courtyard.

Yan Fugui stood at the door as usual, fiddling with a few pots of flowers and plants, and kept glancing towards the gate to see if any of the neighbors from the steel mill had returned.

Today is the day when the steel rolling mill pays customs salaries and distributes New Year supplies.

His eldest son, Yan Jiefang, just became a regular employee of the steel rolling mill this year.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will also be able to bring back New Year supplies distributed by the steel rolling mill to regular workers.

In the past, he was always full of envy when he saw his neighbors from the steel mill bringing back New Year supplies. Now, the Yan family finally has a formal employee at the steel mill and can get a share of New Year supplies.

"Uncle Yan, I'm taking care of your flowers and plants again..."

Chen Jun and her sister were the first to go home with Aunt Li, carrying cloth and cotton wool they had just bought from the supply and marketing cooperative, preparing to make two more quilts for their family before the New Year.

Yan Fugui was envious, but he didn't dare to have any idea of ​​taking advantage of the other party.

I still remember vividly how the eldest brother stole Tang Dashan’s blind date two years ago.

After being assigned the task of transporting steel billets for several days in a row, Yan Fugui, no matter how stupid he was, knew that his eldest son was being targeted, and the people behind it were Wang Dong and Tang Dashan, whom he looked down upon.

In order to prevent his eldest son from getting exhausted in the steel mill and losing the apprentice job he had found with great difficulty.

Yan Fugui had to buy gifts to apologize to the Tang family and let Tang Dashan go to Wang Dong, so that Yan Jiefang's apprentice job could be saved.

Since then, Yan Fugui never dared to offend Tang Dashan and Wang Dong again, for fear that the two would target his boss again.

Even though Yan Jiefang has been converted to a regular employee of the steel rolling mill, and even though Wang Dong is the deputy director of the kitchen, it is impossible to fire him without reason. Yan Fugui is still wary of Wang Dong.

The Chen sisters simply exchanged a few words with Chen Dehui's wife and continued to wait at the gate of the yard, trimming the flowers and plants, waiting for their eldest son to come home.

The first person to return to the courtyard was Sha Zhu, who was carrying a mesh bag containing a lunch box in one hand, which also contained a cup and a towel that the steel rolling mill had just distributed, and a bucket of pork tied with a straw rope in the other hand.

50% thin, 50% fat, weighing about one pound, looks particularly tempting,

Although Yan Fugui was very jealous, he also knew that he would not get a share of the things that Sha Zhu brought back, and they would most likely fall into Qin Huairu's hands.

If I were to take something from Sha Zhu, I would be taking something from the Jia family. If that old hag Jia Zhang knew about this, she would definitely block me at the door and call me shameless. (End of this chapter)