395: This time, the second brother won easily
A certain pig who talks like a human but does nothing touches his nose which has just been hit:
We are a family, no one is easy to mess with...
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Yu Jiahui returned to the construction site of his new home cursing.
There is no good way to deal with this shameless little cabbage in his house.
If one day that big wild boar really eats up his cabbages, it’s not necessarily the pig’s or the cabbages’ fault!
Yu Jiahui was so depressed that he couldn't muster the energy to work.
Yu Xiaoye knew that his father was very angry and didn't dare to offend him, so he just took the shovel and pretended to shovel here and there, staying far away.
Yu Erye didn't dare to touch the tiger's butt. He quietly walked to his younger sister, and the brother and sister whispered to each other.
Yu Erye asked: "Hey, that rogue manager just now——"
"Who, who is the rogue manager?!"
Yu Erye quickly changed his tone: "That director, who is he?"
"The director."
"——" Yu Erye sorted out his thoughts and asked again, "Is he your boyfriend?"
"no!"
Yu Erye has now learned his lesson:
"I don't believe it. You've been doing that with him, and you didn't let me hit him. He loves him so much, he must be your partner."
“…”
"My dad said he's a high-ranking official, right? How high is he?"
My second brother's brain must have come from the feudal society. Why is he so obsessed with the high or low rank of the official?
In order to answer his second brother's doubts, Yu Xiaoye had to stop the shovel in his hand and gave an example:
"Brother, let me put it this way. Captain Yang is in charge of one of our companies, which consists of six platoons and twenty squads. There's a farm manager over here named Sui, who's in charge of the entire Fifth Branch Farm, which consists of nine companies. And that rogue farm manager just now is in charge of the entire Mishan Farm, which consists of five branches and a main farm. Do you understand?"
Yu Erye was confused again. This was a platoon, a company, a branch field, and a main field. It seemed a bit complicated and he had to work hard to understand it for a while.
Looking at his second brother's expression, Yu Xiaoye had no choice but to adopt a simpler and more straightforward way of understanding:
"Forget it. Let me give you another example. Dad's salary started out at 28 yuan, then went up to 32. Now that he's the head of the militia unit, I heard his salary has also gone up to 42 yuan. And guess how much that scoundrel farm manager you just met gets?"
"Fifty-two?"
"Further up."
"Sixty-two?!"
"Further up!"
"Oh my god, it's still going up! Zhuzi's dad from our hometown works at the commune grain station. A little over 20 yuan a month is already very impressive."
Yu Xiaoye: "Zhuzi's father is nothing!"
After she finished speaking, she realized that her words and actions were a bit unladylike, so she quickly covered it up and continued:
"Second brother, let me tell you, that rogue manager just now, his monthly salary is said to be one hundred and thirty-two."
Yu Xiaoye said the last sentence "one hundred and thirty-two" in a very low voice, for fear that someone would hear and expose the secret.
When Yu Erye heard this number, he took a deep breath and his eyes widened:
Is this the salary a human being can get?!
How could someone actually earn 132 yuan a month?
They used to work in a production team in their hometown, and the whole family might not earn that much in a year. At the end of the year, they always owed the team money.
Seeing her second brother's surprised look, Yu Xiaoye could understand his feelings very well. She herself was also surprised when she heard that Zhou Ziheng's salary was so high.
I knew the general manager's salary was high, but I didn't expect it to be this high.
Yu Erye was shocked for a long time, then stared at Yu Xiaoye in disbelief and said:
"Xiao Ye, where did you find such a rich guy?"
Yu Xiaoye was unhappy:
"Who's kidnapping whom? Besides, do you believe that I can make more money than him?"
"I don't believe it."
"Forget it, I'm just bragging, don't believe it."
Yu Xiaoye didn't want to reveal too much to his second brother, so he carried a shovel and went to help somewhere else.
After a while, Yu Erye caught up again and asked anxiously:
"By the way, why is there no progress on arranging a job for me? Should I urge Dad?"
Yu Xiaoye thought about his recent plan to return to his hometown and said:
"Brother, there's no rush. Wait until Dad is stable. The case hasn't been completely resolved yet, and my dad hasn't secured his position as section chief yet, so it's difficult to handle the situation for now. Anyway, brother, don't worry, your good days are coming soon."
After saying that, Yu Xiaoye smiled mysteriously and couldn't help but sigh:
"Second brother, what kind of luck do you have? You won without doing anything."
Yu Erye didn't understand the little sister's flowery words at all. He didn't know what a good life meant, nor did he understand what it meant to win without doing anything. However, seeing that the little sister seemed to be in a good mood, he was also somewhat infected and said with a silly smile:
"It would be even better if I could hear from Cuihua again."
Yu Xiaoye thought, receiving Cuihua’s letter is nothing, I will take you to see Cuihua in two days!
If things go well, you can just marry her back!
When he thought of this, Yu Xiaoye was actually a little excited, excited for his second brother.
That's why Yu Xiaoye felt that his second brother won this time without any effort.
Neither the male nor the female protagonist in the original book won as smoothly as he did.
The brother and sister were busy at the new construction site for a while, and soon after, Yu Jiahui went to the militia unit to familiarize himself with the work.
Seeing that his father was not at home, Yu Xiaoye also sneaked away and went to Zhou Ziheng to ask for a flashlight.
She even put on her small floral bag and planned to hide the flashlight in it.
Zhou Ziheng seemed to know that she would come, and he deliberately opened his door. Seeing that Zhou Ziheng's door was half open, Yu Xiaoye walked over cautiously.
Zhou Ziheng was alone in the room. When he saw Yu Xiaoye coming in, he took a brand new military satchel from the kang and gave it to her.
The face is bulging.
Yu Xiaoye took it and opened it. Not only was there her flashlight, but there were also two bottles of Moutai.
"The Moutai is for your dad, and the bag is for you. You'll need it on your way home."
Yu Xiaoye didn't know what Moutai meant.
However, she knew that if she dared to take both the Maotai and the bag home, her father would be furious, so she only took out her flashlight and put it in the floral bag she was carrying on her shoulder.
"Thank you, but I can't take it. I only take what's mine."
Zhou Ziheng said unhappily:
"Don't be so distant with me in the future. Just take whatever I give you."
Yu Xiaoye laughed and coaxed:
"I appreciate the kindness, okay?"
After saying that, Yu Xiaoye quickly put his military bag back on the kang and prepared to turn around and run away.
But the next second, his body was uncontrollably pulled into a warm embrace, and he was firmly bound by two strong arms, unable to move.
The old cadres are becoming more and more presumptuous.
Yu Xiaoye couldn't break free, so he had to obediently raise his head and gently touch the old cadre's face:
"Is it okay?"
Zhou Ziheng refused to give in:
"How are you handling the inspection?"
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