Siheyuan: Liu Guangtian's happy life

The next morning, after breakfast, Yan Bugui hurried to the Nanluoguxiang Street Office. He wanted to find out why his eldest son did not have a job quota.

Logically speaking, the eldest son has been registered with the street office for a long time and is a high school graduate. The steel mill's recruitment quota should definitely be given to his son. However, all the young people in the entire yard have a quota, but his eldest son is not. This really makes him unable to sleep or eat.

When Yan Bugui arrived at the street office, he greeted people with ease. After all, he had lived in the same street for such a long time, so he was somewhat famous and all the staff in the street office knew him.

When I arrived at Director Wang's office, I greeted him and said:

"Director, I think you should know why I came here. It's because my son has a work problem, and I can't figure out why."

Director Wang was very calm. She knew what was going on. She stood up, made some tea, handed it to Yan Bugui, then sat down and said calmly:

"Old Yan, Yan Jiecheng should have been on the list for this steel mill job. I had already prepared the list yesterday. But yesterday, a letter of complaint came in saying that Yan Jiecheng had destroyed someone's marriage, which was extremely bad, so the subdistrict office held a meeting and decided to remove Yan Jiecheng from the job."

"You have to understand one thing: our subdistrict office cannot recommend people with bad records to work in the steel mill. If something goes wrong, our subdistrict office will suffer the consequences. I hope you can understand, Old Yan."

Yan Bugui's face turned grim after hearing what Director Wang said. He didn't expect that there was such a thing in the middle. Since Director Wang said so, there was definitely no way to give his boss a job.

Yan Bugui stood up to say goodbye, holding the letter of accusation in his hand. Yan Bugui felt mixed emotions. His son had no job quota and could not be a worker. Was he really going to let him carry sacks for the rest of his life?

He hated the person who wrote the letter of complaint. It was most likely a neighbor in the yard, maybe Xu Damao. But there was no evidence and the street office didn't know who wrote it. They only knew that a child had sent it. Even if they found out who wrote it, what would it matter? Their boss had indeed done such a thing, so why bother looking for him?

After returning home and telling his family about this, they were immediately angry and sighed, and Yan Jiecheng was like a mad lion.

As soon as he walked out of the house, he ran to the backyard and shouted at the door of Xu Damao's house:

"Xu Damao, come out here, you bastard, you wicked thing, I'm going to fuck all your ancestors!"

Xu Damao was having breakfast at home when he was suddenly startled by shouting and cursing at the door. The whole family got up and walked to the door.

Xu Damao said, "Yan Jiecheng, you came to my house early in the morning and cursed me. How did I offend you? If you don't tell me the truth today, this matter will never end."

At this time, the neighbors who heard Yan Jiecheng's shouting and cursing all rushed to the backyard. For them, watching a play before going to work would help increase their enthusiasm for work today.

The three uncles came to the middle courtyard together in tacit agreement, and Liu Haizhong was the first to speak:

"What's going on? Why did you go to Xu Damao's door and curse at him so early in the morning? Tell me."

Yan Jiecheng held up the letter of complaint in his hand and said:

"Everyone knows about the steel mill recruitment. I have been reporting to the street office for so many years, so I should have a share of the quota. But Xu Damao went to the street office yesterday to report me for ruining someone's marriage, and because of that I lost the job."

"Although I said something I shouldn't have said at the time, it's all over. My family paid the compensation and the two uncles signed as witnesses. Everyone knows about it, but Xu Damao still held on to it and reported me. What's wrong with me scolding him?"

Everyone was watching Xu Damao and his family discussing their own issues.

"Yeah, this matter has already passed. Why are you still messing with them? I have already paid the money and apologized. Xu Damao, you shouldn't do such a thing. We are neighbors, how can you do such a thing!"

Xu Damao listened to his neighbors' comments with a calm face. He knew in his heart that he was the one who did it, so what? Is there any evidence?

Xu Damao said:

"Everyone, please don't just believe Yan Jiecheng's one-sided statement. Just believe whatever he says. Ask him if he has any evidence. If he doesn't have any evidence and you accuse me of doing it, be careful or I will go to the police station to sue you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong stood up and said:

"Old Yan, do you have any evidence to prove that Xu Damao wrote it? Reporting a neighbor is not a good idea. If everyone messes around, the whole yard will be in chaos. If we can prove that Xu Damao wrote it, Old Yi and I will definitely criticize him."

Yan Jiecheng shouted: "What evidence do you need? Who else could have done this except Xu Damao? No one else could have done such a wicked thing."

Hahahaha, Xu Damao laughed out loud:

"Yan Jiecheng, how could I be more immoral than you? What you did was even more immoral, destroying someone's marriage. Don't say it wasn't me, Xu Damao, who reported it. Your reputation is completely ruined. Even the factory doesn't want you. I wonder which girl is blind enough to fall for you in the future. Hahahaha!"

Xu Damao laughed wildly regardless of everyone's eyes. Yan Jiecheng had a gloomy face and hated Xu Damao to the extreme.

Yi Zhonghai stood up and said:

"Don't make random accusations without evidence. Jiecheng, we know you're upset, and we all understand. When we have time, the three of us will check together to see if this letter was written by our neighbor in the yard."

Yan Bugui did not stop his son at that time, so now he had to say a few words:

"I'm sorry, everyone. Damao, Third Uncle wants to say sorry to your family on behalf of my son. It's our family that misunderstood. This is a misunderstanding. It's getting late, so go to work."

Yan Bugui pulled Yan Jiecheng away regardless of everyone's reaction.

Xu Damao waved his arms and said:

"Everyone, stop watching the fun and don't be late for work at the steel mill!"

Everyone retreated one after another, going to work and making money is more important!

In Yan Bugui's house in the front yard, Yan Jiecheng was sitting on a chair smoking with a dull look in his eyes.

Yan Bugui was so furious seeing him like this, he went up to him and started fighting with him, slapping Yan Jie so hard that stars appeared in his head. Just when he was about to get angry, he sat down again. He had lost all his energy. What was the point of getting angry? He had been hit too hard during this period of time, and now he had completely lost the drive of a young man.

The other members of the Yan family were trembling in fear. They seldom saw Yan Bugui lose his temper and usually they just educated him verbally. But today their father was really angry.

Yan Bugui understood when he saw his son's expression. His son was so hurt that he couldn't even resist. This was not good. If it continued like this, he would be ruined. He walked over and said softly:

"Son! Life is full of disappointments. Can't you even handle a little frustration? When I was young, I suffered more than you four siblings. Have you ever seen your dad look sad? If I, your dad, lost my energy and spirit after a little frustration, then you four siblings would have starved to death. How could you still be alive today?"

Yan Bugui touched Yan Jiecheng's head and said:

"Isn't it just a work problem? A living person can be suffocated to death. If this doesn't work, we can still find other ways, but you can't lose your drive. Young people should be enterprising. As the eldest brother, you should set a good example for your younger brothers and sisters. Dad doesn't ask you to be successful, but only hopes that you can support yourself in the future."

"You are still young, and you have plenty of opportunities and time to strive. You all think Guangtian is capable and promising, but have you ever thought about the sacrifices behind him? The effort he puts in is directly proportional to the reward."

Yan Jiecheng looked up at his father and continued to listen to him, and the others also listened with curiosity.