Chapter 169: Power = Rights + Influence

On Monday, when the sky was still dim, Li Xuewu was served to get up and wash.

He ate flower rolls and old tofu, said goodbye to Lou Xiaoe, and went out the door.

Li Xuewu first returned home, preparing to take Zhao Yajun and Blackie to the Steel Mill to report to the leaders, and at the same time test the effect of the hunting dog.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Zhao Yajun standing in the hall looking at him.

"Second Brother... you're back."

Li Xuewu looked at Zhao Yajun, who was dressed in new clothes. His hair had been cut, his face was white, and there was a little bit of fluff on his lips.

This young man looked quite spirited, but he was a bit unconfident. It might be because he had just arrived in the city and wasn't used to it, lacking the drive to find rabbit holes in the mountains.

"What, are you afraid of me? Why don't you dare to look at me?"

"No, it's just..."

"What is it?"

"My sister said I have to treat you as a leader and can't call you Second Brother."

No wonder he got stuck halfway when calling Second Brother when greeting just now. He thought this kid had something going on.

Li Xuewu looked at his eldest sister-in-law, who was standing in the inner room cleaning the room but staring over here.

Too many tricks!

He couldn't be the same as a woman, because women only value family and lovers, which is nature, limiting the vision of some female comrades, and even speaking and doing things seems petty.

Although his eldest sister-in-law had received higher education, she grew up in the countryside and had a strong sense of family. This is a good thing. Everyone's living environment is different, and their personalities are different, so you can't demand that everyone's way of life be the same as yours.

Harmony in the family leads to prosperity in everything.

Furthermore, the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, and the younger brother-in-law is like a son. Zhao Yafang is not the eldest sister-in-law, but she is the eldest wife of the family. You can be unaccustomed to it, but you must respect it.

This respect is not just respecting Zhao Yafang's person, but respecting etiquette, respecting tradition, and respecting yourself.

He didn't want his son to be a bastard who doesn't recognize his relatives and doesn't distinguish between principles.

Li Xuewu smiled, sized up Zhao Yajun's hairstyle, it was cut quite well, obviously cut by the master in the bathhouse when he went to take a bath last night.

"Did you eat well last night?"

Zhao Yajun smiled shyly. It was his first time visiting the house, and seeing Li's mother make pork, he ate a bit too much and was secretly pinched by his sister at night.

"Delicious, the dishes made by Mother Li are delicious."

Liu Yin also liked her daughter-in-law's younger brother, honest, simple, and very solid, and had been looking for work to do before going to bed.

It was just that his mouth was a bit clumsy.

Last night, Liu Yin heard her daughter-in-law scolding her younger brother on the side of the house, not letting him call him Second Brother, but to call him leader.

Liu Yin also knew that her daughter-in-law had a heavy heart, nothing more than being afraid that the Li family would look down on her background, look down on her relatives, and be afraid of trouble.

But relatives are relatives only because of reciprocity. Liu Yin was also a daughter-in-law for many years before becoming a mother-in-law, and she particularly understood her daughter-in-law's mood. She herself was only settled after being married for more than a year.

"If you want to eat anything, tell Mother Li. This is just like your home, don't pretend."

Zhao Yajun nodded at Liu Yin and agreed.

Li Xuewu asked Zhao Yajun, "Can you ride a bicycle?"

Zhao Yajun was stunned and said unnaturally, "No, I haven't learned."

Li Xuewu nodded. There weren't many bicycles in Red Star Village, and these children couldn't touch them at all.

"Then I'll carry you in a while, you hold the dog."

Zhao Yajun smiled honestly and said, "Okay..."

Li Xuewu saw that Zhao Yajun wanted to call him something, but his sister wouldn't let him call him Second Brother, so he hesitated.

Li Xuewu handed Zhao Yajun a cigarette. Seeing him hesitate, he said, "Your sister is right. You can't call me Second Brother at the Steel Mill. Call me Li Kezhang. When there are many people, call me Li Ke."

Seeing Zhao Yajun was a bit confused but still nodded in agreement.

Li Xuewu smiled and stuffed the cigarette into his hand, "When you leave the gate of the Steel Mill, you have to call me Second Brother. If you dare to call me Li Kezhang, I'll kick you."

Only then did Zhao Yajun show a smile: "Yes."

When he came out of the house, his father told him to listen to his Second Brother, but didn't say to listen to his sister.

Looking at Zhao Yajun's appearance, it was clear that he had been struggling for a while last night.

Li Xuewu was saying this for his sister-in-law to hear, giving her a reassurance. Human hearts are made of flesh. Why should a daughter raised for 20 years be of one mind with your family when she comes to your house? It's all about empathy and exchanging heart for heart.

"Usually stay in the dormitory, and come to live at home when resting. If anyone asks how you got in, tell the truth, don't hide it."

Seeing his eldest sister-in-law in the inner room put down the broom and look at him gratefully, Li Xuewu said again, "We are relatives. I treat my sister-in-law like my own sister, and I treat you like my own brother. But we have a prior agreement: you can't use my name to handle things. If there's anything, come find me."

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"I understand, Second Brother."

"Xuewu, sister-in-law..." Zhao Yafang was a bit embarrassed and wanted to say something.

"Don't be formal, sister-in-law. Yajun came to rely on me, so it's what I should do to be responsible for him. We are one family, no need to speak as if we were two."

Looking at her second son who handled things openly, Liu Yin was particularly proud. Who would have thought that her second son could be successful to this extent.

"That's right, Yafang, I wanted to say it yesterday. Yajun is your younger brother, and Xuewu is also your younger brother. They are the same, don't be distant."

"Yes, Mom, I was wrong."

Seeing that his eldest sister-in-law's eyes were about to break the dam again, Li Xuewu hurriedly said to Zhao Yajun, "Put on your clothes, let's go."

"Hey!" Zhao Yajun agreed and ran to the inner room to put on his clothes.

Li Xuewu went out the door first and came to the West Courtyard, propped up the bicycle, and before he finished smoking the cigarette, Zhao Yajun, carrying a bag with lunch boxes rattling inside, ran to Li Xuewu with Blackie after leading it from the outer courtyard.

"Get on the car."

"Hey." Zhao Yajun agreed and sat on the back seat of the bicycle facing backward.

Li Xuewu knew that Zhao Yajun was afraid that Blackie would have an accident, so he sat facing backward. Generally, those who ride for the first time don't dare to sit like this, and he didn't know if he was afraid, so he pedaled first.

Li Xuewu's two legs could pedal even if one more person was added.

This ride wasn't fast, mainly because he was afraid that Blackie would be tired. Fortunately, the distance wasn't long, and he arrived in 15 minutes.

As soon as he entered the gate, the people lining up saw the Security Li Ke Xuewu carrying someone and leading a dog. This was truly rare.

Regardless of the discussing crowd, he took Zhao Yajun, who was a bit timid, and entered the factory through the small door.

"Good morning, Li Kezhang."

"Morning, Li Ke."

"Li Kezhang, who is this? Why are you still leading a dog?"

From the moment he got off the car outside the gate, people greeting Li Xuewu were endless. Zhao Yajun obviously knew why his sister didn't let him call Li Xuewu Second Brother in the Steel Mill.

Power is the manifestation of one's own dignity and the lining of subordinates.

Rights are conferred by the class, and influence is managed by oneself.