Chapter 149 Five Years of Working in Vain, Yan Jiefang

After listening, the others had no reaction, and the third aunt complained first, "Old man, what do you think this is? I told you to bring money, bring money, but you just didn't listen. You had to be smart. Just take a piece of that. Broken ink.”

The third uncle babbled and said nothing.

The third aunt was spinning around on the floor of the house, "No wonder Xiao Du returned that piece of shit of yours! Look at the Jiang family, they only spend three hundred yuan on it! They are the ones who want to do things, how much is your piece of piece of ink worth?" Money? Two yuan or three yuan? Oh... Xiao Du was not sure how to scold you just now!"

The third aunt kept talking like a barrage of words, and by the end she was so angry that she gasped.

The third uncle didn't say anything, and his face was quite ugly. Finally, he murmured for a long time, and finally uttered a sentence: "This old ginger is just playing the piano randomly! In today's market, a large group work can cost up to 200 yuan. He directly paid it to Three hundred, what is this?"

Yu Li curled her lips and said nothing.

I don’t know where this old man found out about the market. Two hundred yuan is the price in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.

How tight is the job now? If you can do it for three hundred yuan, you'll be thankful.

It's just that as a daughter-in-law, there are some things that she can't say in her heart.

At this time, Yan Jiefang, who had been silent just now, suddenly said, "Dad~Mom~ I want to go to the Zha Steel Factory!"

His words were like casting a restraining spell on everyone, and they all looked at him in disbelief.

Yan Jiefang's expression was extremely determined, and he repeated what he just said, "I'm going to a steel factory and become a state-owned worker!"

The others didn't say anything. Yan Jiecheng became anxious first and shouted, "Boy, what nonsense are you talking about? How can our family give you that thousand yuan!"

Yan Jiefang glanced at his eldest brother, but didn't talk nonsense to him. He looked directly at the three uncles and three aunts, "Mom, Dad, if we can get the job done this time, don't give all of my salary for the past five years to the family."

When the third uncle heard this, a pair of little bitch eyes under his glasses suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be a big plan in his heart, crackling.

I went to a steel rolling mill and worked as a temporary worker in the first year, and the monthly salary was usually sixteen yuan. In the second year, I became a full-time employee and could earn up to twenty-three yuan a month. In the third year, it was also twenty-three yuan a month. In the fourth year, the salary is increased one level to 27.5 yuan, and in the fifth year, the salary is also 27.5 yuan...

After all, the salary for the past five years adds up to more than 1,400 yuan!

Suddenly, a thought came to the third uncle's mind: "This deal... can be done!"

Yan Jiecheng opened his mouth to say something, but was pulled by his wife.

Yan Jiecheng frowned, but he had no choice but to give up even though he was unwilling to do so.

Furthermore, he could also see that Yan Jiefang was already a little red-eyed because of what he said. If he wanted to say it again, he had to be anxious, and it would be ugly for the two brothers to fight.

Yu Li also saw this and stopped her husband from continuing to support Huo'er.

The third aunt was also shocked by her second son's courage. She looked at the third uncle and hesitated to speak.

The third uncle stared at Yan Jiefang and asked, "Not a penny of your five-year salary?"

"Don't leave a penny behind!" Yan Jiefang gritted his back molars, his face turned red, and he made up his mind.

The third uncle slapped the table and said, "Okay, old lady, look for the discount!"

The third aunt immediately followed the third uncle into the house. They rummaged through boxes and cabinets for more than 20 minutes and came out with a stack of deposit receipts...

Meanwhile, at Duffy's house.

Du Fei sat on one side of the Arhat's bed, Jiang Damin sat on the other side, and Aunt Jiang sat next to him.

In an armchair.

On the small coffee table between Du Fei and Jiang Damin, there is a pile of old and new unity, and there are two small yellow croakers next to it.

Jiang Damin licked his lips and said, "Xiao Du, this matter... look, we don't know each other, can you help me come forward..."

Aunt Jiang on the side stared at the two small yellow croakers, obviously reluctant to part with them.

Du Fei picked up two small yellow croakers, weighed them in his hands and said, "Uncle Jiang, you are really embarrassing me by bringing these things to me! Find someone to exchange these two small yellow croakers for you privately, at least two hundred and twenty for each." , it’s normal to sell it for two hundred and three hundred yuan, and if you add six hundred yuan to it, it’s more than one thousand!”

Jiang Damin said honestly and kindly, "I know that if you accept this matter, you have to pass it on to someone else. You won't lose anything with that thousand yuan. I can't let you work hard and work in vain."

Du Fei nodded secretly. Even though Jiang Damin looked dull and taciturn, sometimes he was a little awkward when speaking, but he was very wise and foolish.

This matter was handled in such an awkward manner that Du Fei would be the one to ask for help from now on.

Du Fei smiled and pushed the little yellow croaker and the money back to Jiang Damin, "Uncle Jiang, it's not that I don't want to help, it's really inconvenient. I've shown you the way, so you can't put all the food in your mouth." Take these back with you, and let Aunt Jiang think carefully about what to do about the job in Yongchun."

The Jiang family looked at each other and knew they couldn't pester them any longer, so they had to put away their things.

Jiang Damin, an ordinary worker, was a little frightened to deal with an unknown big man.

But there is no way. If he, the head of the family, doesn't do this, how can he let this old woman do it?

Jiang Damin stood up with deep thoughts and said, "That's it, Xiao Du, I'll go back with your Aunt Jiang. Thank you so much for today anyway!"

Du Fei smiled and sent it out,

He also reminded, "Uncle Jiang, please pay attention to this matter and try not to spread it outside. We know that when there are many people, it is easy to do bad things."

Jiang Damin was stunned for a moment, hearing something behind Du Fei's words, and quickly asked, "Has it spread? It can't be possible~"

Du Fei didn't hide anything and said calmly, "The third uncle came to my house just now and asked questions!"

Jiang Damin took a breath and said in shock, "We never mentioned it to anyone!"

Du Fei stopped and said, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind you not to lose the big for the small when the time comes."

The faces of the Jiang family couple became even more ugly.

After they left, not long after they left, the sound of a child being beaten was vaguely heard from the front yard...

Du Fei listened, smiled, and said to himself, "I wonder which unlucky child was beaten, Jiang Yongchun or Jiang Yongxia?"

At this moment, Du Fei did not expect that the third uncle actually left and returned.

When he opened the door and saw the third uncle standing outside, Du Fei was a little surprised and said with a smile, "Oh, third uncle, what song are you singing? You want to kill me with a carbine."

The third uncle did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point, "Xiao Du, it's about what happened just now. Let's talk about it in the room."

…

A few minutes later, the third uncle came out of Du Fei's house with his head downcast. He only regretted that he had missed a move.

He just saw the Jiang family returning from the backyard, and he took it for granted that they were sending money.

Unexpectedly, that boring gourd of the Jiang family, who usually works hard and can't kick anything out, would be so decisive at a critical moment!

The third uncle walked home step by step. When he returned to the front yard, he heard the Jiang family beating their children. He guessed that Yan Jiekuang must have asked the Jiang family what he had said.

He glanced at the Jiang family, curled his lips, and turned back to the house.