The Boss of Yan's Family in Siheyuan

Yan Jiecheng's east wing room, Yan Bugui had already found a repairman to repair it.

They are all people who used to work on the streets.

They are a father and son. The son is the same age as Yan Jie, and it seems that he has been working with him for several years.

The east wing has a layout of one light, two dark, and three bays.

The bright room in the middle is where you open the door and enter. It belongs to the hall, and Yan Jiecheng plans to use it as a dining room.

Liang refers to the position of the two windows on both sides of the door.

One is for the kitchen and the other is for the bedroom.

It’s not a study, but it’s just right.

What Yan Jiecheng is jealous of is the inverted room next to the east wing.

The house is not big, only about ten square meters.

However, if the wall between the bedroom and the bedroom is opened and it can be used as a study room, it will be very comfortable.

This room is now occupied by Lao Zhou, a cleaner at the steel rolling mill.

We can only figure it out slowly.

According to Yan Jiecheng's request, the walls of the house were repainted.

The interior is painted bright with white ash.

Painting outdoor walls with green ash is a traditional practice. According to the father and son, green ash is more frost-resistant and stain-resistant than white ash.

The ground turned out to be bumpy.

The kitchen and dining room were leveled and paved with large blue bricks.

Yan Jiecheng requested wooden flooring for the bedroom.

There are no finished products now. The father and son find friends to make them by hand.

It is a full five centimeters thick, the surface is polished and smooth, and there are mortise and tenon joints between each piece, making it seem like one piece.

All the doors and windows in the house have been replaced with new ones, the roof has also been renovated, and some damaged tiles have been replaced.

Yan Jiecheng used to watch the house change day by day. But he didn't expect it to be tidied up so quickly.

Looking at the brand new house, he felt very happy.

After all, the significance of a house to Chinese people, especially future generations, is really hard to describe.

The house has just been renovated and is not liveable yet.

Leave it for a month to taste it. It will be just right to move in during the Chinese New Year holiday.

People, when they have their own house, they can’t help but plan.

Yan Jiecheng is already thinking: buy a sofa here, a desk there...

"Boss, how about taking a look?"

Yan Bugui asked proudly from the sidelines when he saw Yan Jie in such a state.

"You don't have to tell me, dad, you just looked at the cleanup, and it was blocked with just one word."

"Hey, you don't have to tell me, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, so you just spent eighty-one yuan and two cents."

"Isn't it the money I gave you? Why are you always worried about it?"

Yan Bugui covered his heart and said: "Your money is not money? You have many things to do, and you also need wooden floors, which is thirty yuan more than blue bricks."

"More than my monthly salary."

Yan Jiecheng looked at Yan Bugui without saying anything.

Bah, old…

Pfft, um...this dad is really cute.

Yan Jiecheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yan Bugui and said: "Dad, I already know everything."

"What do you know?"

Yan Bugui was puzzled.

Yan Jiecheng thought: What do I know?

I know you old...cute person is pretending to be pitiful.

I know your salary is not twenty-seven and a half yuan!

I know you lied to me, what else can I know?

Yan Jiecheng also ignored Yan Bugui and let him think about it by himself.

I turned around and started studying my own room. I had a lot of plans, but I just didn’t have the money.

I have just received one and a half months' salary. Plus the rewards and odd jobs, the total is not much, and I have spent a lot recently.

The remaining one hundred or so will mainly be used for grain harvesting.

I haven’t been to Zuojiazhuang for more than half a month. It’s probably in stock again. There should be news from Xu Damao soon.

So...

"Dad, I went to my cousin's house recently. You have to give me money this time."

"Don't refuse in a hurry. I'll settle the account for you first."

Yan Jiecheng made calculations for a while, and Yan Bugui felt heartbroken, but he also felt that what his boss said made sense.

"Okay, I'll ask your mother to get you fifty yuan later."

I’m worried, so I gave you a warning.

"You have to save some money and make a calculation."

"Look what you said, money is also my biological father!"

Yan Bugui made a show of knocking Yan Jiecheng's dog on the head and scolded: "Hey, according to what you say, I am not your biological father?"

Yan Jiecheng avoided laughing and said: "If you give me money, you are my father. If you don't give me money, you are Old Man Yan."

"Okay, I've become Old Man Yan. You can stay where you want to cool off."

The two chatted for a while, and Yan Bugui helped with the planning.

Of course, the main purpose is to teach how to save money by decorating. The old furniture there is cheap and easy to use.

In the evening, Yan Jiecheng's family had dinner, and he helped Yan Jiefang with homework.

This guy is terrible at arithmetic.

That's okay, Yan Bugui asked him to replenish his dick.

After all, as a member of the Yan family, what can you do if you are not good at math?

From now on, how can I pull the abacus and make calculations?

Yan Jiefang has caught up with the good times, and now has a 9-year primary and secondary school system.

Five years of primary school, two years of junior high school, and two years of high school.

This kind of overthrowing has little impact on people with different talents.

However, most people really can’t learn that much content.

Learning still requires one step at a time.

I can’t keep up with one step, I can’t keep up with every step.

Especially mathematics, it is like a book from heaven.

Fortunately, Yan Jiefang is nine and a half years old and is still in the third grade of junior high school, so there will be no impact.

His poor grades are simply due to his playfulness.

Under Yan Jiecheng's threats of force and temptation of snacks, he has learned how to calculate fractions.

You can even find an unknown number.

These days it’s not mathematics, it’s arithmetic.

The characteristics are: light on concepts and heavy on calculations.

Very suitable for Lao Yan’s family!

Strangely enough, Yan Jiefang was not very good at other things, but he was really good at abacus.

One time five goes to four, two times five goes to three, three times five goes to two, four times five goes to one.

Just open your mouth and the formula will come.

"Boss, please review and review carefully for Jiefang. It's the finals now. If you fail the math test again, you will have to repeat the grade, and you will have to spend another year of tuition."

"Mom, I was only two points short of the midterm exam in math. I will definitely pass this time."

Not to mention Yan Jiecheng's family, let's talk about Shazhu's family in Zhongyuan. He Yuyu is already a seventeen-year-old girl, so the brother and sister naturally slept in separate rooms early.

He Yuyu's house is close to the first man's house in the east.

Silly Zhu lives alone in the largest room in the hospital.

Inside the house, Shazhu saw that it was quiet at night, so he locked the door and carefully took out a piece of white material from under the pillow.

Carefully caressing it, it feels like a treasure that has been treasured for many years.

Early that morning, Shazhu discovered this on the ground.

No need to think about it, Shazhu knew that this must be Xu Damao's purpose to disgust him.

No one else can do this kind of immoral thing except him.

I was about to throw the tongs into the stove, but it looked like Qin Huairu's, so I stopped.

Silly Zhu went to Jia Dongxu's house a few days ago, and this was the place where he was getting cold. At that time, Silly Zhu took a few secret glances.

Silly Zhu stayed here, thinking of returning it to Qin Huairu one day. But the one who came and went has been left in his room for several days.

Silly Zhu had always kept it under the bed. One night, for some reason, he was just curious, so he took it out and looked at it...

As the saying goes: Love doesn’t know where it starts, it goes deeper and deeper... and it’s out of control...