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"Knocking on the door so late at night, are you in a hurry to announce a death?"
Although people are calling for getting rid of superstition these days, in fact, there are still many taboos in people's hearts.
Apart from anything else, this kind of continuous knocking on the door is usually only used to announce a death.
"Hey~"
Even though Sha Zhu seems to be a carefree person on weekdays, when it comes to asking for help from others, he can lose face without losing face.
Just like now, he didn't care about Yan Bugui's tone:
He's just a little fierce, it won't cost him any weight.
"Uncle, I'm here to ask you something."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sha Zhu handed a cigarette to Yan Bugui.
"Yo~"
Seeing Sha Zhu's actions, Yan Bugui couldn't help but let out a soft cry:
After living in the same yard for so many years, this was the first time that Sha Zhu gave him cigarettes.
"Tell me, what do you want to ask?"
After taking the cigarette and putting it between his ears, Yan Bugui began to ask.
"Uncle San, is there a teacher named Ran Qiuye in your school?"
"Teacher Ran?"
Nodding, Yan Bugui glanced at Sha Zhu:
“She is indeed from our school.”
"Then... do you know if she has a boyfriend?"
"No."
Seeing Sha Zhu's instantly excited expression, Yan Bugui couldn't help but be stunned:
"Silly Zhu, you are not planning to take advantage of Teacher Ran, are you?"
As he spoke, Yan Bugui even widened his eyes a little.
Logically speaking, cooks like Sha Zhu are definitely popular in the marriage market these days.
But in Yan Bugui's opinion, he is absolutely not worthy of Ran Qiuye.
After all, one of them is a good-looking and educated elementary school teacher, and the other is not only a cook, but also has an unclear relationship with a widow.
If it was Cao Shuang, it would be almost the same...
"What's the word?"
Of course, Sha Zhu had no idea what Yan Bugui was thinking.
But even so, after hearing his words, Sha Zhu couldn't help but look dark:
"Men marry and women marry, so can't I, Shazhu, find a wife?"
After finishing his words, before Yan Bugui could speak, Sha Zhu had already revealed a flattering expression on his face:
"Uncle San, you and Teacher Ran go to the same school, can you help me arrange a meal with her?"
"This……"
"Don't worry, I will definitely not let you work in vain."
Seeing Yan Bugui's hesitation, Sha Zhu immediately released his ultimate move:
"As long as you can get Teacher Ran to meet me, I will give you a 2 yuan reward. If we can succeed, I will give you another 5 yuan."
In order to succeed with Ran Qiuye, Sha Zhu was willing to risk everything:
If it were any other time, he wouldn't give Yan Bu more, let alone two dollars, even twenty cents.
"Really?"
"Can this be false?"
As soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, Sha Zhu took out two dollars from his pocket:
"You should believe me now, right?"
"to make."
Sha Zhu was so sincere, and Yan Bugui did not let him down.
After holding the money in his hand, Yan Bugui spoke:
"I can only help you call Teacher Ran out. As for what happens afterwards, it's not my business."
"no problem."
As soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, Sha Zhu nodded quickly:
"Uncle, I'm sorry to trouble you with this matter."
Although Yan Bugui said that he was only responsible for calling people, Sha Zhu was still very confident:
Not to mention his own superior conditions, even if it was just for those 5 dollars, could Yan Bugui not be dedicated?
"Dad, do you really want to help Sha Zhu with the matchmaking?"
However, what Sha Zhu didn't know was that just as he finished speaking, another voice sounded behind Yan Bugui.
His eyes fell on Yan Bugui, and Yan Jiecheng looked as if he had eaten shit:
Using Old Yan's identity, he had met Ran Qiuye several times.
However, when he asked Old Yan to help him pull the strings, he was struck by a thunderbolt from the other party.
Until now, Yan Jiecheng still remembers what Old Yan said at that time:
Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? How can you be worthy of Teacher Ran?
Yan Jiecheng refused to accept the suggestion. Even if he was not worthy of Ran Qiuye, could Sha Zhu be worthy of her?
"Who said I was going to help him connect?"
"You've just……"
Halfway through his words, Yan Jiecheng suddenly froze:
Although Old Yan took the money, it seems that he never said he would act as a matchmaker.
"Invite Teacher Ran out for dinner, and you can earn these two dollars."
Glancing at Yan Jiecheng, Yan Bugui remained calm:
"As for the remaining five dollars, let's leave it to someone with the ability to earn it."
After finishing his words, before Yan Jiecheng could speak, Yan Bugui turned around and returned to the room:
"You're still staying out. Aren't you planning on sleeping and going to work tomorrow?"
"Just come back."
Yan Jiecheng closed the door casually and responded while casting an admiring look at his father:
He is worthy of being the master of the yard, as he can even do such a smart thing.
……
Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Cao Shuang rode his bike to the factory as usual.
Unexpectedly, he met Xu Damao at the factory gate:
This guy was wearing a suit and even had his hair waxed.
But for some reason, Cao Shuang could always smell a faint stench from him, and... this guy's crotch seemed to be bulging?
"Brother Damao, why are you here at work?"
His eyes fell on Xu Damao, and Cao Shuang couldn't help but ask:
Logically speaking, given Xu Damao's previous injury, no one should say anything even if he rested for a few months.
"Oh~"
Hearing Cao Shuang's words, Xu Damao sighed:
"I'm the only projectionist in the factory. They can do without me."
As expected of a 'good brother' who has been in love and hatred with Sha Zhu for so many years, Xu Damao is really not inferior in terms of caring about his face.
He was clearly going to work with an injury, but he looked so smug when he spoke. If you didn't know better, you would have thought he was the factory leader.
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Damao."
Fortunately, Cao Shuang has rich experience in dealing with such situations.
After hearing his words, Cao Shuang simply raised his thumb, the main point being "flattery".
“They are all for the factory.”
Obviously, Xu Damao was very pleased with Cao Shuang's attitude.
Not only did he show a big smile, he also extended an invitation:
"Brother, I'll get two old hens in a couple of days, and we'll have a good meal together."
Xu Damao was still very happy to have dinner with Cao Shuang:
After all, this guy not only has good skills, but he can also talk. Who can not like him?
"Okay, when the time comes, Brother Damao can just tell me directly."
After saying this, Cao Shuang said goodbye:
"There's a lot to do in the kitchen. I'm leaving now. Let's talk about it in the yard."
"no problem."
……
"What did you say to Xu Damao just now?"