Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Youqian then said that most of the neighbors of the Siheyuan, under the control of Yi Zhonghai, stood on their side and advocated that the Siheyuan maintain its status quo.

In other words, no other family is allowed to expand, and the only potential family they think is Zeng Wangcai's family.

As for other families, they have built what they should build, and have no plans to build what they shouldn't because they won't need it. Ordinary people at this moment do not have the concept of getting rich through real estate, they only consider their own needs, such as accommodation needs.

The economy has not yet been revitalized, but people's hearts have begun to change.

“Oh, thinking back to how you helped them back then…” Zeng Youqian sighed, feeling it wasn’t worth it.

"Dad, you shouldn't have this idea." Zeng Wangcai smiled generously, "It's been so many years since this happened. Do you expect them to remember a small favor for a lifetime? If you give a little help to a caring person, he will remember you for a lifetime. If you help a heartless person, it will be useless no matter how much you help him. In the past, we each took what we needed. I sold them supplies and they gave me money, and we were even..."

"You are quite open-minded!" Chen Yumei was not so generous. "Can that money buy supplies? If it weren't for you, would they have been able to eat meat?"

"Mom, don't say that, it's boring." Zeng Wangcai laughed again and consoled her, "If a man doesn't work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. We just need to guard our own piece of land. You'll know when we have a meeting later. You'll ask me for help."

"What exactly are you going to do?" Chen Yumei asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing. Just remember that I won't do business at a loss." Zeng Wangcai didn't tell them what he was planning to do, but emphasized, "In the future, when you walk in the courtyard or go to someone else's door, they will have to sweep the floor for you..."

"Just brag!" Chen Yumei glared at her son, feeling very pleased.

There is a saying that Zeng Youqian and his wife have never known how big Zeng Wangcai's business was overseas and how much money he had.

Zeng Youqian might be able to guess the best answer, but Chen Yumei couldn't.

It's not that Zeng Wangcai deliberately concealed this, he just didn't want to scare my mother, and he was also worried that Xiaoqiang and Lai Fu would lose their temper and go astray after suddenly becoming rich.

So until now, those members of the Zeng family who have never been to Jiangdao Wangye Island actually have no accurate concept of how rich Zeng Wangcai is, and they still have the same mentality as before.

The family was having a happy breakfast together when Yan Bugui called for a meeting outside.

Zeng Wangcai wiped his mouth, stood up and said, "Dad, you guys go first, I'm going out for a while."

After saying this, he lifted the door curtain and went out. Yan Bugui was blocking the door.

"Wangcai, are you going out?" Yan Bugui was waiting for Zeng Wangcai to come out and say something to him. He and Yi Zhonghai both knew that this meeting was actually for Zeng Wangcai.

In the entire courtyard, no one dared to disobey Zeng Wangcai's expression.

Yi Zhonghai felt that it would be better if he could make Zeng Wangcai upset and move out.

"Yes, let's go out for a while!" Zeng Wangcai nodded.

"No, it's a meeting. You're not going to attend?" Yan Bugui was anxious. "It's a meeting of the whole hospital. It has something to do with every household. How can you not attend?"

"Uncle, what you said is funny." Zeng Wangcai took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and didn't give it to Yan Bugui. He looked at him with a squinting eye and said, "In this yard, my father is the head of the household. Don't you know that my name is not on our household registration book?"

Speaking of this, it was a grudge from that year.

Because Zeng Wangcai was not at home, Liu Haizhong and others were planning to make a fuss about this. Before returning to the countryside, Zeng Youqian used his remaining influence to go to the police station and remove Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi.

Because of this, Chen Yumei cried all night and cursed Liu Haizhong. In her opinion, as long as the family was not divided, no family member could be missing from the household registration book.

"This..." Yan Bugui watched Zeng Wangcai walk out in a leisurely manner, smacked his lips, and had no choice but to go to the central courtyard to find Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was much calmer than Yan Bugui. After learning about this, he said, "It's okay. Let's continue the meeting. It will be fine as long as someone from their family comes."

He thinks more than Yan Bugui and his needs are different from Yan Bugui's.

For him, if it can be done, then do it. If it can't be done, that's fine, as long as it can disgust people.

So, on a morning in December, with God providing plenty of sunshine, the rectification meeting in the courtyard was successfully held.

Because their own interests were involved, the heads of each household, who were the most influential people, came to attend the meeting.

The main venue of the conference is still in the Central Court. This conference has similarities and differences with previous ones.

First of all, it was still the same as before, with a small table placed at the door of Sha Zhu's house and armchairs next to the table. The difference was that there were three chairs before and now there are two.

Liu Haizhong is gone, but everyone has gotten used to it and are even happy about his death.

Another difference is the area. Except for Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai, all other families have temporary buildings, which basically occupy a lot of public area outside. This results in the fact that it is difficult to move long benches when holding meetings in the yard.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment." Yan Bugui presided over the meeting as usual and said in his opening remarks, "Today we are organizing a meeting. The main topic is about managing the environment of our yard. The other topics are the same as in previous years..."

"What's there to discuss?" Qin Jingru, who was sitting with Qin Huairu, said while cracking melon seeds, "Of course we'll just keep doing it as usual. Anyway, if anyone demolishes our house, I'll fight him to the death."

In the past few years, Qin Jingru has become a joke. Xu Damao doesn't want her, and Sha Zhu is coveted by Qin Huairu, so she can only survive in the old city.

Later, the garment factory stopped operating and she had problems with her job. She had no choice but to use her savings to build a temporary house in front of Qin Huairu's house so that she had a place to live.

So, this temporary building is her home.

However, Qin Jingru had a bad reputation in Siheyuan and few people paid attention to her, which led to her not knowing much about the theme and purpose of this meeting, otherwise she would not have said this.

"Qin Jingru, don't interrupt me." Yan Bugui said unceremoniously, "Strictly speaking, you are not a member of our hospital at all. You have no right to speak."

"Hey... Yan Bugui." Qin Jingru refused to agree, and stood up with her hands on her hips and cursed, "Old man, others are afraid of you, but I am not. Did I provoke you? You are picking on me? I have lived in this courtyard for more than ten years. If anyone says I am not from this courtyard again, I will live in their house."

"Shrew, shrew, no wonder you can't get married..."

"Old Yan, don't talk like that." Yi Zhonghai stood up. "Qin Jingru's issue is a historical issue. This is not within the scope of our discussion. Forget it, let's get straight to the point."

Qin Jingru is in a bit of a pickle now, because Qin Huairu's acceptance makes it hard to control her on the street.

The reason why she couldn't get married was because she was playing two-timing, which led to the collapse of her reputation.

"Okay, let me continue..." Yan Bugui glared at Qin Jingru, and looked at Zeng Youqian intentionally or unintentionally, "Our courtyard is a mess now, not as clean as in previous years. Everyone knows that this is caused by the earthquake. Originally, everyone lived like this, but recently, some people started to build large-scale projects again..."

This directly mentioned Zeng Youqian's name.