Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

In the end, he pushed her away.

A little crystal liquid dripped between the two of them.

A kiss made her feel dizzy and confused.

"Then my future daughter-in-law will have to trouble you, sister." Cao Wei joked.

Qin Huairu slapped him twice in annoyance and said coquettishly: "You are just an asshole."

"I don't deny that."

The small path from the steel rolling mill to Nanluoguxiang is much darker than the main road.

If you get off work normally on weekdays.

There are quite a few people walking on this road. At least, there is an old man who likes to walk on this road very much.

But when the sun goes down, not many people walk on this road. There are no street lights on this road, it is pitch black and difficult to walk on, especially when it rains, it becomes sticky.

Cao Wei's hand naturally took hers.

For some reason, Qin Huairu felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

She didn't know how to describe this feeling.

It was just like that year when her father told her about the feeling of having his first full meal in the village canteen.

It was also like that afternoon, the sun was shining, and her mother let her go out to play by herself. She hummed the little tune she learned from the teacher, skipping around the village, looking around, feeling carefree.

I was so happy, as if all the worries of the world had disappeared.

She hates the dark.

But she liked the darkness at this time.

Neither of them spoke, and they walked slowly along the dark path.

very quiet.

It seems like I can hear the other person's heartbeat.

"Hello." Qin Huairu broke the silence.

"Ok?"

"what's on your mind."

"Nothing. What about you?"

"Me too." Qin Huairu exhaled lightly, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise: "But, it's so comfortable."

As her voice fell, an inexplicable wind blew by, blowing away the last bit of dryness in this summer.

The two of them stopped in tacit understanding.

Wait until this gust of wind passes.

They all raised their feet and walked towards the southwest.

[Positive emotions +999]

A dim light appeared in front of them, and the two people's hands loosened.

They walked one after another from the dim path to the main road, and like ordinary passers-by, they walked silently towards home.

"Oh, you're working overtime today." Yan Bugui greeted Cao Wei and Qin Huairu happily.

"What a coincidence. We are all working overtime, so we can just come back together and live more peacefully." Cao Wei also replied.

Qin Huairu lifted her hair and showed a smile that met social expectations: "Uncle, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go back."

"Okay, go ahead." The third uncle waved his hand.

Cao Wei asked cheerfully, "Uncle, has Yan Jiecheng's plan been completed?"

"Hey, look at what you said, take it. It's not hard to get an apprentice, but it's hard to get a regular position. But it's only three years, so we'll talk about it after three years."

Normally, people like Qin Huairu, who are filling in the family's quota, can be regularized in advance, while a proper apprentice needs to study for three years before being regularized. As for whether they can be regularized after three years, it depends on the quota. There will be some invisible factors affecting these positions. With this expansion, apprentices who did not keep up with it before will most likely be regularized.

A further batch will be trained later.

Yan Jiecheng doesn't have to pay too much to enter the steel mill now.

This also puts an end to the third uncle's worries. Having a job and not having a job are two different things.

"That's enough to put your mind at ease. You can enjoy your life from now on."

"What happiness are you enjoying? Those little brats still have a lot of time. But when are you going to get married, boy?"

“It’s either this year or next year.”

"Got someone?"

How to answer this?

Only two at the moment?

Not appropriate either.

"Hey, how long does it take to get married? Just take a few glances and get married if you think the couple is suitable. Anyway, I have good conditions." Cao Wei shrugged.

"That's hard to say. That stupid guy in the middle courtyard hasn't gotten married in these years."

"why?"

"Why? I'm just too ambitious. What else can I do?"

"I don't have that idea. A country home will do."

"Then you are too low-minded."

"Hey, you sound a bit like a capitalist."

"Go, go, go." Yan Bugui was frightened: "You kid, don't come to tease your third uncle for no reason. Your third uncle is timid."

"You are so timid." Cao Wei rolled his eyes: "If I really get married in the future, I will have to trouble you again."

"It's easy to talk about."

Yan Bugui's family was really in financial difficulty. His salary was not high, but he had other ways. He was quietly acting as a broker. He helped introduce business, sometimes introducing places to buy things, sometimes helping people pass on messages, giving advice, etc. But one thing was that he never resold things.

Even with this, I do have some extra income every month, but not much.

After Yan Jiecheng got a job, his life gradually became more relaxed.

Especially recently, the steel mill started to recruit people, and people gradually moved into the empty houses in the yard. His business has been much better recently.

For those who don't want to go to the black market, Yan Bugui's place is actually a pretty good choice.

"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I have to go back and pack up. It always feels a little bit lacking when I go home alone every day." Cao Wei sighed.

"Of course not. You better hold on tight, don't act like a fool."

The courtyard has become much more lively recently.

There is one more household in the middle courtyard, two more households in the front courtyard, and there are still people coming to the back courtyard. But according to Director Wang, it will be soon. In addition to providing positions for their own people, the steel mill also recruits people from outside. When these people come, there will naturally be a demand for housing. Their street office here cooperates with the steel mill, and these houses are basically occupied by employees of the steel mill.

Yan Bugui's presence here is an accident and a historical legacy.

I have just arrived at the Intermediate Court.

I met an old man head on.

"That's great, Xiao Cao, I have something to talk to you about." The old man saw Cao Wei and called him.

"What's the matter, uncle?" Cao Wei asked.

"It's like this. A few years ago, we lit mosquito coils in the yard so we could sleep peacefully. But I don't know what happened. The mosquitoes this year are particularly vicious. The mosquito coils are useless. Look." As he spoke, the old man slapped a mosquito that was resting on his arm and blew it into pieces. He shook his hand in disgust and said, "I heard from the third brother that you seem to have a solution. I wanted to ask you."