Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

"Qin Huairu, I'm talking to you, can you hear me?"

Qin Huairu felt annoyed and annoyed, thinking: "If you want it, just go and ask for it yourself. Why do you always ask her to do these bad things? This old lady is really annoying."

"Mom, let's not go to the Liu family to ask for that thing. The Liu family has a good relationship with Lin Beijun. Whether we can get it or not is not a big deal. We have to come here. When Lin Beijun comes back, the Liu family will tell him about this. What should we do if Lin Beijun comes to cause trouble for us?"

Qin Huairu advised earnestly and sincerely, but these words were actually just excuses she used to cover up her true thoughts. There was only one reason, that is, she did not want to leave a worse impression in Lin Beijun's heart. She was already very bad, and if she was worse, she might never be able to be with him in her life.

Jia Zhang was a little hesitant. Who in the courtyard was not afraid of Lin Beijun now? She was afraid of him too, and she was very afraid.

"Well, don't go to Liu Polan's house to ask for the things first. Go and ask Yi Zhonghai, that old man with nothing. Go quickly."

Qin Huairu nodded. As long as the person who wanted her was not related to Lin Beijun, she was willing to go. She also wanted more food and money for her family so that her three children could live a better life.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai was about to turn around and go back to the house, Qin Huairu hurried over and shouted, "Uncle, wait a minute."

Hearing someone calling him, Yi Zhonghai stopped and looked at the person. Seeing that it was Qin Huairu, he asked in confusion: "Huairu, what's wrong? Is there anything?"

Qin Huairu was a little hesitant, a little shy, and a little embarrassed. She said with a frustrated look on her face: "Uncle, can you help our family? We really have no rice to cook at home. Banggeng and Xiaodang are crying with hunger."

Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes in his heart. No rice to cook? Are you crying out of hunger? You are lying with your eyes open. Do you think he has not seen the three children just now? Isn't that mentally ill? If you want something, just give it. Why tell those lies?

Although he felt sick in his heart, thinking of the dead Jia Dongxu, Zhang Xiaohua, Qin Huairu and Banggeng, Yi Zhonghai finally softened his heart. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He looked at Qin Huairu with a fiery and ambiguous look. He held her hand and said with a smile:

"I know how difficult it is for you, an orphan and a widow, so I have already prepared rice and flour for you. Let's meet in the cellar tonight."

"This..." Qin Huairu felt disgusted when she saw Yi Zhonghai's lecherous behavior. She had been a fox for thousands of years, so how could she not know what Yi Zhonghai was doing?

In the past, she would have agreed reluctantly just for the sake of food. After all, she could get food and quench her thirst at the same time, right?

But now, her mind was full of Lin Beijun's mighty figure, how could she still look down on such an old man? It was good that she didn't vomit on the spot.

Perhaps she herself did not realize that since she had fallen in love with Lin Beijun, this slut has become chaste. It is really fate that plays tricks on her.

Suddenly, she caught sight of her mother-in-law hiding behind her window. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind. She had a not very mature but very bold plan. So, Qin Huairu smiled charmingly at Yi Zhonghai and continued, "Uncle, you can bring more. I think..."

However, she did not finish this sentence, obviously leaving it for Yi Zhonghai to imagine on his own, and then turned around and went home.

Yi Zhonghai also smiled complacently, sniffed his hand greedily, and thought to himself: "Who would have thought that Qin Huairu, this slutty fox, would become my plaything? I am really still strong in my old age, haha."

"Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi, are you at home?"

"Hey, hey, Sister Qin, I'm at home, hehe, come in, come in."

He Yuzhu, who was lying at home, heard Qin Huairu calling him. He jumped up from the bed, opened the door quickly, responded, and warmly invited her in. He was so happy that his mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was so happy like a fool when he saw her, Qin Huairu was very proud and felt that her plan was more stable.

"Zhu Zi, this is what happened. Didn't the first uncle just have a quarrel with the second uncle? I saw that he was in a bad mood, so I was a little worried. You also know how much the first uncle has taken care of us orphans and widows over the years, so I wanted to take this opportunity to repay the first uncle, so I came up with a good idea."

"Sister Qin, what's a good idea? Just tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do it!"

Sha Zhu pounded his chest and expressed his opinion very seriously.

"Haha, I really can use you. I want to pay for the wine and ask you to cook some good dishes for the first uncle, and then you can accompany the first uncle for a good drink. Um, call the third uncle too."

Qin Huairu thought about it and was afraid that Sha Zhu couldn't get Yi Zhonghai drunk by himself, so she thought of Yan Bugui and said.

"Well, I don't think it's a big deal. It's just this. It's a small problem. Sister Qin doesn't need you to pay for it. I'll pay for it. Just wait and see."

"No, no, no, how can this be possible? I asked you to provide both skills and talents, how can I ask you to pay me back?"

"Oh, Sister Qin, please don't be polite to me."

The two argued for a while, and Sha Zhu refused to let Qin Huairu pay no matter what. Qin Huairu had no choice but to nod and agree. She took out three bottles of wine from the basket and handed them over, saying, "Sha Zhu, you pay for that, but Sister Qin has to pay for the wine. Okay, go and get busy. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Qin Huairu walked away with her slender waist twisted.

Inside the room, He Yuzhu couldn't come back to his senses for a long time as he watched the graceful figure leave. He looked at the wine in his hand again and sighed, "Sister Qin is such a good woman. She was afraid that she would suffer a loss, so she actually took so much wine."

But Shazhu didn't realize that these bottles of wine looked very familiar.

Qin Huairu snickered: "A fool is a fool. These are all the wines that she and her son Banggeng took from Shazhu's house over the years. This fool didn't even notice it. She is really hopeless."

On the other side, at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, the security guards at the gate were puzzled when they saw the section chief coming back. They went up to him and asked, "Section Chief, why are you back?"

Lin Beijun pointed at the three people from the Liu family who were tied up, and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Aren't they the three people from the Liu family? You said that I finally had a break and took a vacation, but when I returned to the courtyard, I saw the three people from his family making trouble in the courtyard. Those scoundrels were playing tricks, so how could I let them go?"

"What? You dare to make trouble in front of our section chief? You are so bold. Section chief, just hand them over to us. We will make sure to deal with them."

A more perceptive team member stepped forward and said with a servile look on his face.

Lin Beijun gave them an appreciative look, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll hand him over to you. Put them in the detention room and educate them. Why are they still being naughty at such an old age?"

"Yes, yes, Chief, rest assured, we will definitely educate him well."

His subordinates volunteered to do the dirty and tiring work for him. Lin Beijun was happy to have some free time. After giving them a few simple instructions, he turned around and prepared to get on the old motorcycle and leave.

However, at the moment when Lin Beijun turned his head, his eyes happened to meet the eyes of Liu Haizhong who was tied up in the car. Although Liu Haizhong could not speak at this time and his body was completely unable to move, his eyes were like burning flames, full of endless hatred and resentment. He stared at Lin Beijun as if he wanted to eat him alive.

What kind of eyes are those! They contain all kinds of complex emotions such as hatred, resentment, and regret. Like a beast trapped in a cage, it is showing its anger and despair to Lin Beijun in the most ruthless way. The cold light revealed by these eyes is chilling, as if telling Lin Beijun: "One day, I will make you pay the price!"

Faced with such a fierce gaze, Lin Beijun's heart was shocked. He really didn't expect that Haizhong would look at him with such hatred. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

He didn't care about the threat from Liu Haizhong, because in his eyes, the other party was just a loser.

He just likes to see his opponents helpless and furious in front of him. This feeling makes him particularly excited.

"Liu Haizhong, be angry, hate, you don't have many days left to live."

Then, Lin Beijun started the motorcycle, and with a roar that resounded through the sky, he drove away without hesitation, leaving behind a trail of billowing dust.

But this time he didn't go looking for a partner, but turned to the street.

When he arrived at his aunt's office and saw that no one else was there, Lin Beijun knocked on the door and walked in.

"Hey, you little brat, why are you here again? Are you looking for help? Don't worry, I will definitely let you see me next Monday."

Seeing Lin Beijun, Wang Xuejuan said with some disgust.

"Uh...Aunt, I'm not here to rush you. Why should I rush you? Besides, how can I not trust my aunt to do things?"

"Then what are you doing here? Oh, I see. Today is Friday. You have a day off. You don't have anywhere to eat tonight, right? Haha, OK, I'll pack up and take you home to make you something delicious."

Lin Beijun shook his head again and said, "Not really, Auntie. I know you're busy these days. Can't we have dinner some other time? Let's talk about it when you're free."

"I came here this time to ask my aunt about the situation of Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui writing self-criticisms and reading out their mistakes in the workplace. How is it going? It's been so long, and I noticed that there's been no sound on the factory radio."

"Oh, the thing you're talking about was originally planned to be read out at the factory on Thursday, but wasn't Liu Haizhong's second son executed? It's sad to see a younger person die before an older person. I thought I'd put it off for two days and read it out next week. I plan to go to your steel mill on Monday to talk to your leader."

"Well, they've written their checks and handed them over to me."

Lin Beijun took it and took a look, his eyes rolling around, and I don't know what bad thing he was thinking about.

"Hey, Auntie, I think you shouldn't run away on Monday. I'm here now, so I'll just take these back. Anyway, this is also the work of our Security Department, and I'm familiar with the factory propaganda department. You just need to write a handover procedure."

Wang Xuejuan rolled her eyes. She had watched this kid grow up, so how could she not know what he was up to? What's that old saying? Oh, yes, you can tell what shit you're pulling just by sticking your butt out.

But Wang Xuejuan didn't refuse, but nodded, "Okay, then you can take it back, but be careful."

"Hehe, I know, don't worry."

Taking the documents and handover procedures, Lin Beijun left.