"Captain, here."

The door to one of the rooms was opened, and out came a middle-aged man in an overcoat.

He had a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, his cheeks were thin, his cheekbones were raised, and his body was a little rickety, and he coughed twice from time to time.

Something is not good about the body.

"I brought you an apprentice, if you have any work in the future, even if you instruct him, you are welcome, if he is disobedient, tell me."

Wang Zhenyi seems to be supporting the other party, but in fact, he has to listen to it in reverse.

"Okay."

Song Yan nodded and did not ask about Li Weidong's origin.

Actually, there is no need to ask.

If it was a worker arranged by the prison, there was no need for Wang Zhenyi to pick it up.

It is even more impossible to receive him as soon as he comes.

"Master Song, hello, my name is Li Weidong, you smoke."

Li Weidong said, and took out the big front door he specially bought from his pocket.

A box of cigarettes, which costs three cents and four cents, is already a high-end cigarette in the eyes of ordinary people.

At this time, the big front door also has a name, called cadre smoke.

The old smokers even made up a slip: provincial Zhonghua, city peony, general cadres front door smoke.

It can be seen that the status of this big front door in the minds of ordinary people.

Don't look at Wang Zhenyi as a captain in prison, but he is usually reluctant to smoke this kind of cigarette.

Therefore, when he saw the big front door that Li Weidong took out, he was angry.

"Stinky boy, I don't know if I have a good cigarette to take it out early to honor your Uncle Wang, and put it here to make a sycophant?"

As he spoke, he was about to step forward and grab it.

It's just that as soon as he made a move, one hand quickly snatched the cigarette from Li Weidong's hand and put it directly in his pocket.

At this time, Wang Zhenyi was anxious.

"I said Lao Song, what is your body, I don't know?"

"Captain, you don't understand this, coughing and smoking is equivalent to fighting poison with poison." Song Yan said with a smile.

"Fart, don't think that if you study for two more days than me, you can fool me, hurry up, I'll be seven and you."

"Huh."

"June Fourth!"

"Captain, didn't you say you wanted to quit smoking?"

"The mother-in-law at home is in charge of it tightly, and I don't even have any cigarette money in my pocket, can I not quit smoking?"

Wang Zhenyi has a strong voice, he can't afford it, so he has to quit smoking.

But if it's someone else's cigarette, then quit fart.

Seeing Song Yan smiling, he didn't say anything, so he could only take another step back.

"Five or five points, it can't be less, let me tell you, this kid is fat, your skills, just take out one or two, keep this kid closer to you than to his own father."

"Okay, then one and a half."

Song Yan didn't know if he was persuaded by which sentence, or if he had already prepared to divide it equally, so he took out his cigarette, opened it carefully, and carefully counted ten cigarettes.

Wang Zhenyi took the cigarette, stuffed one directly into his mouth, and then took out a flat cigarette case from his pocket and put the rest into it.

Finally, take out a match and light it for yourself.

"Boy, I'll be honest with you, don't look at Lao Song's bad now, think about back then, that's ......"

Wang Zhenyi stretched out his thumb, and halfway through his words, he was glared at by Song Yan.

In this regard, Wang Zhenyi was not annoyed, but just smiled.

Then he continued to say to Li Weidong: "Originally, according to your father and my thoughts, after you came, you would first throw the ground and dig for two months, and if you dare to be disobedient, you will be hungry, but you are also a good person, and it is estimated that that kind of education method is useless to you."

For your wild boar's sake, I've given you the opportunity, and it's up to you how much you can grasp.

Anyway, you're going to stay here for three months, and if you really want to mess around, I won't do anything to you. ”

After speaking, Wang Zhenyi took a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and left slowly.

"Master Song, I won't tell you, I haven't taken care of the accounts before, and I don't know anything about this thing, so I'll take care of it."

Li Weidong is very humble.

From Wang Zhenyi's words, he could guess that the sick and thin middle-aged man in front of him must have a glorious past.

As for what the other party did, it is unknown.

But it is obvious that the so-called accountant is just used by the other party to cover up his identity.

He would be really stupid if he still treated the other party as an ordinary accountant.

"It's okay, the accounting is very simple, it's nothing more than flipping through the account books and settling the accounts, anyway, the accounts of our farm are not very many, three months is enough for you to learn."

Song Yan said casually, his attitude was not enthusiastic, but it was not cold either.

didn't look at him differently because of the pack of cigarettes or Wang Zhenyi's relationship.

When he entered the house, Li Weidong found that there was a table near the window, which was full of books and a stack of ledgers, which looked very messy.

Inside, there is a bed and some daily necessities.

It seems that Song Yan not only works here, but even sleeps here.

Seeing this, Li Weidong was not polite, and after asking what things could not be moved, he began to pick up the table.

While sorting out the books on the table, he casually flipped through a few books, all of which were densely filled with words with a pen.

What's more, there are even Russian, German, and English books inside.

"Could it be that the other party has studied before and is a translator?"

Li Weidong couldn't help but think in his heart.

And it doesn't matter if you read these books now, if you wait a few more years......

Li Weidong spent the whole morning cleaning.

On the table, he had sorted it out, the books aside, and the ledgers aside.

It looks a lot neater.

He also sprinkled water on the ground and swept it.

Even the windows were wiped clean, making the room much brighter.

And from beginning to end, Song Yan held a book in his hand, read it with relish, and ignored his busyness.

It wasn't until a similar bell rang that he put the book down and looked at Li Weidong.

"Did you bring a lunch box?"

"I brought it, but I just came to work, and my mother brought me food, do you want to eat together?"

"No, you don't."

Song Yan shook his head, got up and took his lunch box, put on the coat hanging on the side, and went to eat.

Li Weidong washed his hands and took out two lunch boxes from his bag, two palm-sized, flour-mixed nests.

When I opened the lunch box, one was a large piece of wild boar stewed cabbage, and the other was a spicy gnocchi pickle strip stir-fried in lard.

Although it was already cold, the fragrance unconsciously emitted.

So when Song Yan came back from cooking, he instinctively twitched his nose.

His eyes involuntarily fell on Li Weidong's two lunch boxes.

Then he lowered his head again and looked at what he was holding.

The same cabbage, why is the gap so big?

Moreover, he also held two nest heads, but the ones in his hand were a kind of brown, which was obviously added.

But the nest head in front of Li Weidong was also added, but the color, how attractive it looked.

The instinct of his body made his throat squirm twice unconsciously.

"Old Song, let's eat together."

Just then, a figure burst in.