This Sunday, the yard was lively again.

Yan Jiecheng is this kid, and he is finally going to marry a daughter-in-law.

The three masters set up the banquet, and only four tables were placed.

One table is the people he came and went to the school, and the other table is the people in the yard.

There is also a table, which is some friends Yan Xie Cheng met in the rolling mill.

However, these four tables of banquets are much better than everyone in the courtyard imagined.

There are ten dishes on a table, three meat dishes, two cold dishes, and five vegetarian dishes.

Rarely, the plates are all full.

Smoke is saffron, wine is loose wine.

However, it tastes good.

More than 20 families in the courtyard set up two tables, and each family had a place to eat.

However, the three masters have done this very well.

He didn't want the rest of the plate, and asked everyone to take it home.

Yan Jiefang's friends at the table, and those people from Hongxing Primary School, must not be able to take away.

So, the rest of the things went into the courtyard.

The happiest thing is Yan Jiecheng.

Not to mention the newly married daughter-in-law, I also accompanied the sewing machine.

But he showed his face in front of a group of workers.

By the time He Yuzhu and Lou Xiao'e returned to Lou's house with the rain that had been released for the week, it was already dark.

Fortunately, the Lou family is a two-story small building, and even with rainwater, it can live.

On Monday morning, He Yuzhu sent his sister to school on the bus as usual, and then went to work by himself.

Lou Xiao'e and her mother went back to the courtyard together to see how the tiger was doing.

At noon, after eating together at the three mothers' houses, Lou's mother went back first.

Yu Li's new daughter-in-law got married, and although the house where she lived was not spacious, her father-in-law and mother-in-law looked pretty good.

In addition, she is also diligent, got up early in the morning, helped with the work, and quickly got acquainted with Lou Xiao'e.

In the afternoon, Lou Xiao'e watched the progress of the middle courtyard, and talked to Yu Li in the front yard for a while, but she was not alone.

When he went home in the evening, Lou's father specially asked He Yuzhu to tell him about Xiaolou.

said that the buyer had already been found, and when the house in their courtyard was finished, they would sell the two-story building.

Lou's father deliberately found a courtyard house close to his daughter and son-in-law, and the conditions were relatively okay.

In the future, Lou Xiao'e will be confined or something, and it will be convenient for Lou's mother to come and take care of her.

At night, He Yuzhu pondered again, whether he wanted to find a job for Lou Xiao'e?

After all, staying home all day isn't a problem.

Also, it's better to be able to find that kind of street office to work.

He discussed this matter with Lou Xiao'e, and Lou Xiao'e immediately agreed.

"However, in the case of our family, can you ask me for it?"

Lou Xiao'e quickly became worried again.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, you will say that you don't want to be paid.

I just want to do what I can for everyone.

You can also learn new ideas and raise your consciousness in the neighborhood office. ”

He Yuzhu was actually a little stunned by the gale a few years later.

Whether it's the old father-in-law's farm, or the daughter-in-law's job.

It's all a precautionary measure.

"Okay, as long as the street office wants me, I'll go to work."

Lou Xiao'e nodded in response.

Although she didn't know why, she knew that listening to her man was right.

"Nacheng, I'll take the time to talk to Aunt Wang about this.

When the house is finished, you go to work. ”

It was night, and the couple was tossing for a while.

Thanks to the door of the old father-in-law's house, the sound insulation is good.

Otherwise, Lou Xiao'e probably won't be able to go downstairs to meet people tomorrow.

Three workshops

As soon as Qin Huairu entered the workshop, he saw Director Wang of the former canteen and Comrade Wang Weiguo of the current workshop, squatting in the corner and smoking.

Qin Huairu glanced at him and didn't pay attention.

Instead, he smiled and walked towards a female worker next to him.

"Yo, Sister Zhang, what kind of alabaster is you rubbing today, it's so fragrant?"

Sister Zhang is a woman in her thirties and looks average.

However, the figure is the same as that of Qin Huairu.

However, people's lives are good.

My husband is a fourth-level fitter in the seventh workshop, and his body is very good.

So Sister Zhang's complexion has always been good.

When Sister Zhang heard Qin Huairu say this, a smile suddenly appeared on her face:

"Incense, huh? I feel it too.

This is our dead ghost, who bought it for me at the department store yesterday.

It's said that it's a piece of two cents and seven, and I wiped it today and smelled the fragrance. ”

When Qin Huairu heard Sister Zhang say this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart:

Isn't it just a stuffy thing who can't beat a fart?

What's there to show off?

However, with an envious smile on his face:

"Hey, if my family Dongxu is still here.

I was able to put on such a good alabaster too.

Should I say it or not, a little daughter-in-law who was newly married in our yard also rubbed alabaster.

Last time, I asked and said it was more than seven dollars in a box.

However, I don't smell you yet.

Not to mention, my brother-in-law's taste is good! ”

"Ah, more than seven? That should be imported, right?

Then this little daughter-in-law in your yard is rich enough? ”

Sister Zhang originally heard that the little daughter-in-law's alabaster was more than seven yuan.

I thought Qin Huairu was deliberately ashamed of herself.

As a result, I heard that it was not as good as the incense she wiped, and I was immediately happy again.

"Of course, I heard that her father used to be a capitalist.

I still live in a two-story building, and I have a car at home.

There is a driver to pick you up when you go out. ”

When Qin Huairu said this, he smiled mysteriously again:

"Sister Zhang, do you know who this eldest lady marries?"

"I don't live in your yard, how do I know who she's married?

Ay?

But if you want to say that, this eldest lady has to marry someone with a high salary.

The wages earned by ordinary workers can't stand her doing this! ”

Sister Zhang thought about the more than seven boxes of alabaster, and she felt uncomfortable.

Hmph, what if you have money, you are not a daughter of a capitalist?

In the end, why don't you marry our worker brothers?

"Then you're wrong, people don't look down on men's wages.

I went back to my parents' house at two ends in three days, and took the big bags and small bags to our yard. ”

Qin Huairu looked at Sister Zhang with a smile.

A look of "you're small".

"Hey, that's a novelty, isn't it?

Tell me which guy is in your yard.

With such good luck?

Such a rich old father-in-law? ”

Sister Zhang was interested.

She now goes back to her parents' house, and when she goes, her hands are full.

When I came back, I didn't dare to carry a net bag, for fear that my sister-in-law would gossip.

"The new lord of our canteen, Director He."

Qin Huairu said the name with a smile.

Hearing this name, Sister Zhang was obviously a little surprised.

meaningfully, he glanced at Qin Huairu.

I obviously remember the incident of the whole factory meeting.

Qin Huairu has always been thick-skinned.

Quan Dang didn't see it, Sister Zhang's meaningful eyes, and said with a smile:

"Should I say it or not, the luck of the eldest lady is really good.

Married to our courtyard, not to mention the two spacious houses, and there is no need to serve the in-laws.

Every morning, the old men get up first to cook. ”

When Qin Huairu said this, he was really envious.

Even in the years when Jia Dongxu didn't die, she didn't enjoy this treatment.

Next to him, Wang Weiguo, who was squatting in the corner and smoking.

Listening to the words of the two, I was distracted.

It wasn't until the cigarette butt burned to his fingers that he felt pain and came back to his senses.