Chapter 83 Nightmare
"Director Zhang!"

"I"

"Haha!" Zhang Dayong patted Wang Deming's shoulder heavily and laughed, "Deming, there's no need to be so moved!"

"This is what I, a veteran of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, should do!"

"It's just to teach and guide others!"

"The Chairman taught us: What is politics? Politics is about making our own people more numerous and our enemies fewer!"

"Deming, you have to actively move closer to the organization. You are not a member of the New Democratic Youth League yet, right?"

"From now on, you must continue to improve your actions and thoughts, and strive to join the group as soon as possible!"

"Your teacher is also very concerned about your personal growth."

Wang Deming was dumbfounded
No, Director Zhang. Do you think too highly of me?
Isn’t it because you discovered that I’m a new writer?

Of course, I am definitely a new-age writer under the red flag!

But, but, I don’t actually need you to save me!

I still want to continue to enjoy life. I am preparing to have three wives and four concubines.
I dream of being surrounded by women and having the happiness of having them all.

I am also considering buying a courtyard house with a separate entrance and moving to!
What should I do after you had such a heart-to-heart talk with me today?
Am I supposed to stay in this "love-filled" courtyard forever?
But I don't want to.
Good luck!
During the patrol tonight, Wang Deming was a little absent-minded, with all sorts of random thoughts in his mind.

Zhang Dayong had been observing his condition, his heart filled with a sense of pride that was about to overflow!
Look, how high is my theoretical level now?
At least three stories high!

If he were still in the army now, a battalion-level political instructor would definitely be able to handle it perfectly!

"Deming, you're back?"

"Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed! There is hot water in the kettle on the stove that I specially warmed up." Yan Baozhen, who was in the inner room, heard the movement of the door. She had not slept well, so she immediately asked.

"Well, sister, don't wait for me to come back in the future. You should go to bed early and get up late now."

"Well, next time I go out on patrol, I'll lock the door, okay?"

"Anyway, I bought a chamber pot at home, so I don't have to go out to the bathroom at night."

As soon as Wang Deming mentioned the chamber pot, Yan Baozhen sighed softly from the inner room, "Yes. There is a chamber pot at night."

After a pause, Yan Baozhen continued, "It's better not to lock the door. People in the courtyard will talk about it."

"The gate is closed at nine o'clock in the evening, and outsiders cannot come in."

"Every time you come back from patrol at night, you have to wake up Master Yan across the street to open the door."

"Based on this alone, you should be more open-minded when dealing with him in the future. It's no big deal if he takes advantage of you. It's just a small thing. It won't affect our lives."

"Okay, sister, I got it!" Wang Deming was silent for a while before he responded with agreement.

Brush teeth, wash face, wash feet, wash socks. After listening to his sister's advice to be open-minded, Wang Deming suddenly understood.

Why did Yan Bugui always stand at the hanging flower gate in the front yard as a door god, plucking feathers from passing geese, and never get beaten?

The root of the problem is that he opened the door for someone in the middle of the night, right?
In this courtyard, no matter which family secretly goes out to the black market in the middle of the night, doesn't Yan Bugui have to open the door for them when they go back and forth?
Occasionally he takes advantage of me, but it's actually hush money.
But why did Yan Bugui blatantly take advantage of his own family?

Just because of a distant relative?
I can’t figure it out for now, so I’m going to sleep!

In the dream, Wang Deming was proud at first. He was successful in his career and in love, a double harvest!
Happily hugging each other, so happy.
I don't know when it started, but sweat began to appear on his forehead.
The west wing opposite is Yan Bugui’s home.

Auntie Yang Ruihua was also asking Yan Bugui the same question: "Boss, ever since the house across the street moved in, you've been shamelessly asking for this and that."

"Not only did I not get anything, but I was also looked down upon by the other party. Why did I do that?"

"After all, you are a primary school teacher and the head of our school. Your status and position are there for you to see."

"Hehe." Yan Bugui laughed wickedly and said with a hint of pride: "Mother of the child, you don't understand this, right?"

"This is called tearing down the house! This is what Mr. Lu Xun said: "If you say this room is too dark and you want to open a skylight here, everyone will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to compromise and be willing to open the skylight."

"I first make a request that they can't possibly agree to; then I make a concession and say something they can definitely agree to; then they will agree to my request out of respect for their previous rejection." "Didn't you see that I go to the other side to drink tea at a certain time every day? And it's all good tea!"

"Hehe. The next step is to go to the dinner table. I've seen the neighbor next door eating meat several times!"

In the darkness, Yan Bugui's eyes rolled around a few times, and he said even more proudly, "What if the person on the other side is a fool? If I open my mouth and he can't accept my face, what cabinet furniture and antique porcelain will he give us?"

"Then we are making a lot of money!"

"Boss!" The third aunt hugged Yan Bugui's arm tightly and said admiringly, "You are amazing!"

A woman's admiration is the best aphrodisiac. A surge of heat suddenly surged through Yan Bugui's skinny body, and he wanted to get on the horse.

"Ouch."

"what happened?"

"My belly! I'm pregnant! Don't worry, I think the date will be soon!"

"Hmm" What a bummer!
In order to divert attention, Yan Bugui suddenly remembered what he had been planning since the evening, nudged the third aunt with his elbow, and asked, "Hey, when it was getting dark, did you hear any noise in the yard?"

"It seems like an old lady came to look for Yan Baozhen in the room opposite? I was cooking, so I didn't hear it clearly."

"Do you know why that old lady is here?" Before the third aunt asked, Yan Bugui excitedly gave the answer: "Hey, she's here to get the dirty clothes from across the street to wash!"

"Ah!" The third aunt was also shocked and asked in disbelief: "The man across the street doesn't work on weekdays, so why doesn't he even wash his clothes at home?"

"No!" Auntie reacted and retorted, "Boss, could you be mistaken? I've seen people washing clothes across the street."

"What are you thinking? Can my eyes see wrongly? Can my ears hear wrongly?" Yan Bugui scolded dissatisfiedly: "Think carefully, aren't the clothes washed across the street only underwear?"

"You don't have a coat?"

"Ah! It's true!" "I always thought the people on the other side were just like us, worried that they would wash their coats too often and get torn!"

"You underestimated the other party, didn't you?"

"I remember it for real."

“When we first saw each other.”

"The silk and satin he is wearing, the woolen Mao suit, and the calfskin shoes, aren't they three-jointed!"

"I knew at that time that this was definitely a wealthy family! They were definitely old and young! This kind of family is very generous and leaks a lot."

"How many people before liberation relied on flattering these old men and young men to make a living?"

"Hey, I've been paying attention to it."

The third aunt asked again with some doubt: "But although the clothes worn by the people across the street are better than those of ordinary people like us, they are still limited, right?"

"You're ignorant, aren't you?"

"Even now, people are not badly dressed. A khaki Zhongshan suit costs more than 40 or 50 yuan, which is almost as much as my monthly salary!"

"Mother, I didn't have time to mention it today, but I'm going to ask the other party to do the laundry next time!"

"How much money can I earn at one time?"

"Oh, so much! I can buy a lot of meat with it!"

"It's not"

"Boss, you're awesome!"

"Ouch. My stomach."

"Ahem, sleep!"

(End of this chapter)