Siheyuan: Starting from the Pig Killer

Watching something new really doesn't end in a short while. As soon as the song ended, the people crowded in the room had no intention of leaving. Silly Zhu even started to change the record himself.

In addition to children, many adults also looked very interested. Some people left after listening for a while, and people waiting outside the room crowded in again.

Although the sound of this record player is very loud and can be heard clearly from outside, who doesn't want to see with their own eyes how the sound is played by the machine?

In this era, even those who live in Forty-Nine Cities and ordinary people have not seen much of the world. Let’s not talk about the countryside. Even among city dwellers, the vast majority have never seen a movie, let alone a record player. .

Many elderly people are startled when they listen to the radio for the first time. Some superstitious people even think that some monster has become a spirit.

When Xiang Yunduan saw the situation, he had no idea. In the end, he simply moved the record player outside the house and let everyone listen. We can't drive everyone away, right?

"I said, terminal, you have a lot of money. How can you spend 120 yuan on these things all at once? I see that you usually spend money lavishly. How much money can you save in a month?"

As Yan Bugui listened, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but ask Xiang Yunduan.

Xiang Yunduan is busy cooking at the moment. The meal for dinner is simple, just make a spinach and egg dumpling soup, and cut a few slices of the Guokui buns he made himself, and bake them on the stove with tongs. It's crispy and crispy, and then topped with the pickled peppers I made myself. Not to mention how delicious it is.

"Third uncle, are you doubting me? What's going on, you want to settle the score with me?" Xiang Yunduan said while cooking.

"Oh, the third uncle doesn't mean that. I'm just curious. I want to learn how you save money? After all, although you have thirty-five yuan a month, you spend a lot. Don't deny it. You kid usually eats It's good, other people's family mainly eats corn flour, that is, they only eat one or two meals of white flour or rice occasionally.

But every time I see you cooking at home, it's basically white flour. Occasionally you buy some meat or something from a deli outside. You also drink a bottle of good wine that costs 50 or 60 cents.

I've also seen you eating out in restaurants, not once or twice.

By the way, you and that reporter Tao are still talking about a date, right? You have to date about two or three times a week, right? Does every date cost money?

I'm afraid you won't have much money left after a month based on your spending method. How long have you been working? How can you come up with one hundred and twenty yuan at once?

You teach one to the third uncle, and the third uncle also wants to learn your method of saving money! Yan Bugui said.

Although the words were not clearly stated, Xiang Yunduan understood them.

It has to be said that Yan Bugui is indeed worthy of the title of the magic fortune teller of Siheyuan.

This guy is not only good at calculating accounts, but the key is that he is also very meticulous in his observations.

Xiang Yunduan didn't expect that most of the things in his daily life would be seen and remembered by this guy.

Thinking about it carefully, according to Yan Bugui's calculation method, he really shouldn't have any savings.

"Third uncle, what do you mean by what you said? Do you suspect that I got a kickback on your three hundred yuan?" Xiang Yunduan looked at Yan Bugui and asked.

Although Yan Bugui didn't mention "three hundred yuan", the meaning was obvious.

In Yan Bugui's calculations, Xiang Yunduan should not take out this money anyway, unless there are other sources of income.

But obviously, that is basically impossible, unless it is to steal, rob, or engage in evil ways.

Otherwise, Yan Bugui has reason to suspect that Xiang Yunduan took his kickback.

In fact, Yan Bugui was mentally prepared for Xiang Yunduan's kickbacks. After all, when he asked someone to do something, couldn't he pay some handling fee?

But Yan Bugui always felt that Xiang Yunduan received a kickback of twenty or thirty yuan, which was already a lot. But looking at it now, he might have received a kickback of hundreds of yuan, which was a bit unbearable for him.

That's why I have this suspicion at this moment.

"Terminator, since the third uncle has asked you to handle this matter, he naturally believes in you. However, even if the third uncle has doubts, he will only talk to you in private.

I'm just afraid. If you can't explain the source of your money clearly, and if someone else reports you to the neighborhood committee, it won't be good. After all, your income is not the only one in our yard. People know.

The third uncle has a good relationship with you, but that may not necessarily be the case with other people in the yard, don’t you think so?

Of course, the third uncle must believe that you are innocent and will never do such crooked things. Just explain it to the third uncle! Yan Bugui said with a half-smile.

"Are you threatening me? I kindly helped your family to get them into the slaughterhouse. Is this the wrong thing to do?

Teacher Yan, I believe you must have asked about the price of getting a formal job. Is your three hundred yuan a lot?

You actually doubt me taking your money? You pat your conscience and say, three hundred yuan, is that much?

In order to let Xie Cheng join the factory, I not only lost favors, but also almost put in some more money myself. You actually doubted me?

Third uncle, you disappoint me so much!

I just agreed to let Jie Cheng join the factory because of your help in recommending me to be a coordinator. Oh, now that you have joined the factory, have you remembered to look for the debt? Xiang Yunduan said angrily, as if he had been wronged a lot.

Although in fact Yan Bugui's three hundred yuan did go into his pocket, at this moment, that cannot be admitted under any circumstances.

Anyway, it was impossible for Yan Bugui to go to Cui Mingliang for verification.

Seeing that Xiang Yunduan was anxious, Yan Bugui couldn't figure out the situation, so his tone naturally softened: "Hey, Yunduan, that's not what I meant. How could I threaten you? Aren't I worried about you? After all, you and That person has a very bad relationship with that person’s family, and if you don’t do well, they will report you!”

"Haha, you don't have to worry about this, third uncle. If anyone wants to report it, just let him report it. I am upright and not afraid of slanted shadows!

You, please don’t ask me to do this kind of thing again in the future. It’s so troublesome, and I shouldn’t have meddle in it in the first place! Xiang Yunduan said with a speechless look.

Originally, Yan Bugui was basically sure that the money Xiang Yunduan spent on the record player and radio was his kickback, but now seeing Xiang Yunduan's upright face, he hesitated again and couldn't make up his mind.

"Don't do it, terminal. The third uncle really doesn't mean that. Look, this kind question has caused you to misunderstand. Okay, don't be angry. The third uncle will apologize to you!" Yan Bugui! As he said this, he held his fists in his hands and bowed.

"I really want to know where I got the money to buy things?"

Xiang Yunduan said to Yan Bugui mysteriously: "If you want to know, go home and ask your son. He will definitely be able to clear up your doubts!"

Yan Bugui was confused again when he saw Xiang Yun holding the prepared pimple soup and eating hotpot and chili while drinking it.

He suddenly remembered that the last time Xiang Yunduan bought a bicycle and a watch, he had doubted the source of Xiang Yunduan's money.