Siheyuan: Security Office of Wude

Before, Yan Bugui became a librarian, and her salary was reduced to 20 yuan. It was already very hard to support the family. No matter how frugal she and Yan Bugui were, the money was barely enough to cover the family expenses. They could not save any money at all. They even dared not get sick, because if they got sick, their salary would not be enough to support them, and they could only use their remaining savings.

Now the salary has been reduced again. Although the amount is only reduced by 5 yuan, Bai Wanli and Zhu Qingan spend more than this amount on a casual meal, but for the Yan family, it is a direct reduction of a quarter of their income.

This situation was really like a house leaking in the rain, the ship was late and encountered headwinds. The hardship of life made Yang Ruihua extremely upset and couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry! I'm upset!"

"I'm crying for my family, aren't I? It was hard enough for our family to make 20 yuan before, but now you only make 15 yuan, how are we going to get by?"

"Stop arguing, I'll go out and find a solution tomorrow!"

Yan Bugui was still the head of the family after all, and Yang Ruihua still expected Yan Bugui to make money. When the brothers Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang heard that their family was in such a difficult situation, they did not confront their father as usual. After all, they did odd jobs and picked up garbage and did not earn much, so they mainly relied on Yan Bugui for support.

The next day was Sunday, a holiday, so Yan Bugui left early in the morning and went to the street office, which does not close on Sundays.

Yan Bugui went to the subdistrict office and went straight to Director Wang to explain his purpose.

"Director Wang, I would like to apply for poverty alleviation subsidies"

The poverty standard in the old city was less than five yuan per person per month. In fact, the Yan family had already met the poverty standard. However, Yan Bugui still felt that he had a bit of "literary pride" at the time. In addition, he imagined that he would not be a librarian for long and would be able to go back to being a teacher after a while, and his salary would increase, so he did not apply for poverty assistance.

As a result, he is no longer an administrator, but a toilet cleaner, with even lower salary.

In the face of the pressure of reality, no one can stand up to the noble character or the pride of a scholar.

Director Wang just glanced at Yan Bugui and said, "Your family cannot apply for this. You can go back."

Yan Bugui trembled and almost cried

"Why, Director Wang? My current salary is only 15 yuan. There are five people in my family, including me, my wife and three children. Each person only gets 3 yuan a month. Why can't I apply?"

Chapter 258: Cleaning the Toilet, the Yan Family Proposes Separation Again

What else could it be? It's because of Yan Jiecheng's involvement.

Although Director Wang didn't deal with the Yan family seriously because he wanted to get rid of Qin Huairu, Yan Bugui's notoriety was already well-known in Nanluoguxiang.

The rumors were circulating that the son of a teacher had an affair with someone and got her pregnant.

Reputation is very important in this era. If your reputation is bad, it will be hard to find a job, a partner, or housing application. Even applying for subsidies will be blocked.

After all, the funds of the subdistrict office come from the allocation of funds from the higher authorities, and the allocation of funds from the higher authorities comes from the national taxes, which are essentially the profits created by the labor of the people across the country.

If Director Wang approved Yan Bugui's poverty application and gave him the money, it wouldn't take long for people to say that he was "using the working people's money to support a bad person like Yan Bugui who has a bad reputation and has no way of educating his children."

It was not easy for Director Wang to be the director after so many troubles. He did not want to offend the people because of Yan Bugui. As for offending Yan Bugui's family, it was nothing.

Yan Bugui really cried, and the expression on his face was even more painful than the day his father died.

"Director Wang! We are really unable to make ends meet. Please think of a solution! Winter is coming and we can't stand it any longer!"

Director Wang frowned. Yan Bugui's reputation was worse than dog shit. Giving subsidies to such a person would easily arouse public anger. But if he didn't give subsidies, and people really froze to death in winter, he, the director of the street office, would be finished.

"Alas... why do these troublesome people live in the streets under my jurisdiction?"

Director Wang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. After thinking about it, Director Wang finally came up with an idea.

"Your family's situation is indeed difficult to apply for poverty subsidies for you, but there is a job of cleaning public toilets on the street. We need to clean the public toilets around eight courtyards. Are you willing to do it?"

Giving subsidies directly to people with bad reputations like Yan Bugui is likely to cause dissatisfaction among others, but if you make money by doing jobs like cleaning public toilets, it shouldn't be a big problem. Anyway, this job is hard, not decent, and the income is low, and no one does it anyway.

"Director Wang, how much can you earn in a month?"

"Ten yuan a month, no staffing"

It is conceivable that Yan Bugui would not have a job, but ten yuan a month is really too little. Yan Bugui can earn fifteen yuan by sweeping toilets at school.

"Director Wang, ten dollars is really too little. Can you please…"

"Yan Bugui, didn't you say your family can't make ends meet? Why are you still nitpicking and bargaining with me? I'm telling you, it's only ten yuan, whether you want to do it or not!"

In fact, the original salary for this job of sweeping toilets was eight yuan. The reason why it was so low was that it was not assigned to normal people, but to prisoners who had just been released from labor reform and could not find a normal job.

Normally, a prisoner can't find a partner. If he's alone, eight yuan is barely enough to live on.

But there was no suitable person to do it. Later, I added two more pieces, but still no one was willing to do it. Now I have to use it to deal with the Yan family.

When Yan Bugui saw that Director Wang was angry, he didn't dare to say anything more. He smiled and said, "Go, go, go. Our family is willing to do it. I'll go back and bring people over!" After that, he ran out

Yan Bugui is really short of money now. He is desperate for money. He is afraid that someone will compete with him for a job like cleaning toilets, which is hard, tiring and low-paid. So he plans to go back immediately to bring people over to settle the matter.

In the courtyard, all the Yan family members are at home.

Yang Ruihua is a housewife. She rarely goes out for a stroll except for shopping and chatting.

However, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang, two young brothers who like to play, were also at home at this time. They also wanted to know the result of Yan Bugui's visit to the street office. After all, this also affects their future lives, so they were waiting for news at home.

Yan Bugui rushed in, and Yang Ruihua hurried over to ask, "Old Yan, what happened?"

Yan Bugui took a breath and said, "It's done. Director Wang said he would arrange a job for our family to clean toilets. The salary is 10 yuan a month. It's Jiefang, so go and do it."

When Yang Ruihua heard that it was only ten yuan a month, he felt that it was too little, but thinking that it was more stable than Yan Jiefang's previous work of picking up waste and selling it, he had no objection.

But Yan Jiefang disagreed: "Sweeping the toilet? Only ten yuan a month? I won't do it. Whoever wants to do it can do it!"

Yan Bugui was almost mad when he heard this: "You beast! Your family is in such a difficult situation, don't you know how to help them out a little?!"

"What does the family's difficulties have to do with me? It's not my fault. You taught my brother to behave like that, not me. Besides, cleaning the toilet is so embarrassing. If my friends knew about this, they would laugh at me to death!"

"You! Do you value your face more than your life?!"

"That's it! How about it!"

Yan Jiefang held his head high, looking like he would never admit defeat.

He is young, his hormones are high, and he is easily carried away. In addition, he has not been severely beaten by society, so he may really think that face is more important than life.

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiefang and really didn't know what to do. Yan Jiefang had to be willing to go for this matter, because Yan Bugui also had to go to work. If Yan Jiefang was unwilling to go, could Yan Bugui still tie Yan Jiefang up with a rope and force him to go?

Yan Bugui could only try to persuade

"Liberate, it's not that Dad wants to force you, but our family is really in trouble now. You are the oldest child in the family now, so you can help share some of the burden. Is that okay?"

"You want to share the burden? Fine, let's split up."

Yan Bugui was quite happy at the beginning, thinking his son really listened to his advice, but he got angry again when he heard the second half.

"Why are you talking about splitting up the family again, you beast?!"

"Dad, isn't this what you said about the difficult family situation? Let's split up into two families. Jie Kuang and I will earn money by sweeping toilets. Five dollars each, just right."

"You, Mom, and Jie Di's family also earn money by sweeping toilets, and each person gets five dollars. Isn't that just right?"

"You and Jie Kuang are gone! How are you and your mother going to live out our retirement?"

"Hey, you still dare to mention retirement support?! They say you raised me when I was young, and I will take care of you when you are old. How have you been supporting us all these years? You obviously made money, but you even cheated your own son. How much did Jie Kuang and I owe you for accommodation and food?"

"So we all earn our own money to support ourselves, it has nothing to do with you."

"Anyway, I just want to say one thing. If you want me to clean the toilet, then okay, let's split up. Don't ask us to take care of you and mom in your old age. Ask Jie Di instead."

Chapter 259 The Yan Family's Pension Agreement

Yan Bugui was furious: "You stinky boy, you want to use the division of the family to control me for the rest of my life, right?!"

Yan Jiefang said shamelessly:

"Isn't this what I learned from you, Dad? You said it yourself, if you can't afford to be poor, you can afford to be well fed and well clothed, but if you can't plan well, you'll be poor. Now that my family is in such a difficult situation, how can I not plan a little bit?"

"I am your father!"

"I know. Fathers scheme against their sons, and sons scheme against their fathers. This is a fine tradition in our family. Hehe, you taught me that."

"you you……"

Yan Bugui was so angry at Yan Jiefang's attitude that he almost vomited blood. He pointed at Yan Jiefang, his whole body trembling with anger, but he didn't know how to educate this son.

In the past, Yan Bugui was not ashamed of his calculating and stingy behavior, but was proud of it. But at this moment, Yan Bugui felt regretful for the first time for his calculating behavior, and at the same time, he also had the same worries as Yi Zhonghai did in the past.

"These two guys are so unfilial now. How can they take care of me when I am old? Who will take care of me in the future?"

Chinese people value the dead and put them in peace. Funerals are also important events in life. Yan Bugui naturally hopes to have a peaceful old age.

But although he had three sons, each one was less reliable than the other. Although Yan Jie Di was a little obedient, she was still a girl after all, and he could not rely on her after she got married.

At Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua's current age, it is not realistic to open another small account. First of all, the family conditions are already very poor. Even if there are more mouths to feed, I don't know how long they can last.

And even if Yan Bugui wanted to open another account, who knows whether it is a boy or a girl? If another girl comes out, won’t she be like Yan Jiedi? Before getting married, she can only help with housework at most, and after getting married, she can’t be relied on. Wouldn’t all the years of hard work be wasted?

Yi Zhonghai was involved with enemy spies and was sent away with an iron peanut. No one even picked up his ashes. His end was certainly tragic.

But if no one takes care of me when I am old, and I have nothing to eat or drink, and no one takes care of me when I am sick, I will starve to death or die of illness. This end may be even more miserable than Yi Zhonghai's.

Although Yan Bugui thought he was good at calculating, he really couldn't think of any other solution in this situation. His son was not filial. Given his and Yang Ruihua's ages and the current situation at home, he couldn't open another small account. He thought about it over and over again but couldn't come up with an idea.

Yan Jiefang has indeed been using the issue of division of the family property to control Yan Bugui, but as long as this method keeps working, why would Yan Jiefang think of other ways?

Isn’t this what they mean by “one trick is enough to conquer the world”?

After thinking for a long time, Yan Bugui said with a serious face:

"You don't have to go to the street office. I'll let your mother go, but you have to agree to one condition!"

When Yang Ruihua heard that Yan Bugui actually wanted her to clean the toilet, her head started to hurt. However, seeing Yan Bugui's serious face and his worries about the elderly care, Yang Ruihua did not dare to say anything more.

Yan Jiefang actually didn't want to do such hard work as cleaning the toilet, but he had to act tough just now so as not to let Yan Bugui see that he was guilty, otherwise he would not be able to negotiate with Yan Bugui at all.

At this moment, Yan Bugui said this, showing his weakness.

Yan Jiefang raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me first."

"From now on, your mother and I will earn money to support this family, and you don't have to give me the money you earn. But after I retire, you must provide for your mother and me in our old age, and you must write a document, sign it, and put your fingerprints on it."

Yan Bugui knew that it was unrealistic for him to open a second account. Now that his son was so crooked, it was hard to change him. If he wanted to spend a peaceful old age, he could only use the coercive method of writing a document.

Originally, the idea that you raised me when I was young and I will raise you when you are old is both a social consensus and a legal provision. However, the father and son of the Yan family actually needed to write a document and put their fingerprints on this matter. It can be seen that the so-called father-son relationship has completely collapsed.

Yan Jiefang immediately noticed the problem

"Dad, that's not fair."