As soon as Qin Huairu saw Xu Damao coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and the two entered the warehouse together.

He Yuzhu stood in place and pondered for half a second, and finally decided to get closer to take a look.

After all, as a member of the rolling mill, he is obliged to maintain the safety of the rolling mill's property.

He did this entirely to find out whether the two men had entered the warehouse to steal the public property of the rolling mill.

Three minutes later, He Yuzhu left silently.

Huh!

He felt that he was really a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and Xu Damao and Qin Huairu had no intention of stealing the sundries in the treasury.

The two of them simply staged a drama that was inappropriate for children!

I have to admit that Qin Huairu, a widow, really has a hand, and Xu Damao, an unmarried young man, is not her opponent at all.

In the afternoon, He Yuzhu divided the rest of the meal, got off work early and went home first, and it was still early to go to Deputy Li Factory.

At this time, the big man in the courtyard has not yet gotten off work, and he wants to rest for a while, but he always feels that he is not happy anywhere.

I simply walked around the house twice inside and out, and finally found something awkward.

The house he lived in was the best room in the whole courtyard house, and it was also the house where the landlord lived in the past, but it was too old.

Moreover, whether it is the furniture or the layout of the house, it is the old style of the past, and there is not even a sofa or circle chair at home, and there is no place for him to lie down.

"This house should be cleaned up."

He Yuzhu muttered to himself, wondering where to get some money, after all, he didn't have enough money in his pocket now.

The unreliable father He Daqing really didn't leave him with any family background.

At this moment, the voices of the three masters sounded outside the door:

"Pillar, are you at home?"

He Yuzhu opened the door and saw that the three masters were at the door, let people in, and took an enamel jar to make tea for the three masters.

"Third master, did you get off work so early today?"

"I didn't have classes in the afternoon, so I came back early, and I came to thank you today."

The third master took the enamel jar with a smile and took a sip, and saw He Yuzhu's confused face, so he continued:

"The last meeting in the courtyard."

"Hey, don't you scold me, the third master, it's all in the same courtyard, is it possible that you really sent the two children to the orphanage because of a few meals?

Isn't that just letting the big guy poke me in the back in the back?

At the critical moment, the three masters, you can stand up and make the decision for me, and I should say thank you. ”

Although He Yuzhu said this, the third master knew in his heart that in fact, it was just He Yuzhu who gave him face and asked him to straighten his waist in the first and second masters.

You don't see, the previous uncle, grasping He Yuzhu, the "god of war in the courtyard", even if it was the two thorns of the old Li family in the front yard, they didn't dare to blow up the thorns in front of the uncle.

He Yuzhu moved the kang table, and the two sat down around the kang table, He Yuzhu knew that the old man of the three masters had always been "going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing", and he didn't speak, only the old god was waiting.

Sure enough, after taking two sips of tea, the third master smiled and said:

"It's not that Xie Cheng is about to get married, and he doesn't have a job all day long, it's really ...... for me to support such a big family.

You find out if there is any work he can do, so that he can have a job after he gets married. ”

In fact, for this kind of thing, the three masters do not have to ask for He Yuzhu.

Although he is only an elementary school teacher, he knows a lot of people, and if he is really willing to ask for money and things, Yan Jiecheng's job may not be unfounded.

The reason why I found He Yuzhu is still the same sentence: you can't eat poorly, you can't wear poor, and if you can't calculate, you will be poor.

If He Yuzhu can find a job here, he can at least save a thank-you gift, right?

"Eh, thank you to the three masters, you can really look up to me."

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "That's it, I'll ask you first, and I'll give you an answer in three or five days, what do you think?" ”

"Cheng, then I'll wait to hear the letter."

As the third master spoke, he put down the enamel jar in his hand, stood up and hesitated for a while, but still with a painful face, he took out a dry and flat envelope from his trouser pocket and handed it to He Yuzhu:

"Pillar, this ...... It's not a lot of money, you ...... first."

He Yuzhu glanced at the envelope, which was no more than twenty yuan at most, and then looked at the painful expression on the face of the third master, and immediately pushed it back with a smile:

"Hey, what kind of person are you, the third master, they are all in the same courtyard, and there are results in Ming'er, and it is not too late for you to get money for others."

He Yuzhu's words are telling the three masters: You don't have to give me this thank you gift, just give it to the person who does the work.

First, he knew that with the character of the three masters, even if he really gave himself a thank you, it was not worth a few children.

Second, if Yan Jiecheng's work is really done, the third master will owe himself a big favor, and in the future, as long as the affairs in the courtyard do not involve the interests of their family, he will definitely stand on his side.

The three masters have an advantage: he calculates others and himself.

Knowing how many pounds and taels he has, he can't stretch out his hand, and those who shouldn't stretch out his hand will definitely not stretch out his hand, and he is the only one who looks like a human among the beasts in the yard.

He Yuzhu felt that if the third master could earn dozens of dollars a month like the first or second uncle, then he would be one of the few good people in the yard.

As the old saying goes: The poor have a treacherous plan, and the rich have a long conscience, at least for the three masters.

As for owing favors to others because of finding a job for Yan Jiecheng, He Yuzhu was not worried at all.

Xu Gang and Liang Youan went to his house for dinner in three days, wishing that they could find them for something.

After all, friendship is such a thing, you can only come and go for a long time, right?

"Hey, hey, that's good, that's good."

Seeing this, the third master hurriedly put the envelope in his pocket, as if he stayed outside for a quarter of an hour longer, and the money would spontaneously combust.

After sending off the three masters, He Yuzhu began to ponder Yan Jiecheng's matter.

In the original book, Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li got married, found a job and didn't earn much, and they have been living with the three masters.

Later, the two partnered to open a restaurant, and in the end they were unwilling to provide for the three masters and three mothers.

Now, Yan Jiecheng hasn't looked for a job yet, and he really has to look for this job.

I went to the house of Deputy Director Li in the evening, and I didn't go home until more than ten o'clock, usually at this time the gate of the courtyard had already been locked.

However, tonight, He Yuzhu opened the door with a slight push, and Yan Jiecheng was standing behind the door.

"Yo, Xie Cheng, thank you for your hard work."

"Brother Zhuzi, this is not when my father went out when he saw that it was dark for you, so let me guard the door for you here."

Yan Jiecheng explained, closed the door of the courtyard, and locked it.

"Thank you for me."

As He Yuzhu spoke, he took out a box of big front doors from his pocket, there were five or six in it, he took one himself, and thought of giving Yan Jiecheng a loose one, but in the end he still stuffed the box into Yan Jiecheng's hand:

"Hey, can you smoke it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, thank you, Brother Zhuzi, thank you, Brother Zhuzi."

Yan Jiecheng grabbed the big front door box in his hand, and his face turned red with excitement.

Although he is about to get married, he is managed by his parents on weekdays, and his pockets are often whiter than his face, where does he get the money to buy cigarettes?

Not to mention a box of big front doors, it's 4 cents.