The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

Darong's master had heard about what happened during the day, so when Darong entered the workshop, she always stood behind Darong.

"She hasn't left the factory for a whole day. What's wrong with her signing out?" Master Mao answered before Darong could speak.

"You come to work to work, not to be supported." Director Lu's arrogance was obviously diminished when he saw Master Mao, but since so many people were watching, he still opened his mouth to refute.

"Positions are still subject to competition and should not be assigned." Master Mao's tone also became a little higher.

It turns out that Director Lu and Master Mao were employees who joined the factory at the same time. When they were working on the line, Master Mao always surpassed Director Lu in terms of output and quality.

But every time when the honors were evaluated, Master Mao would lose to Director Lu. The reason was very simple. Master Mao entered the factory as a grassroots, while Director Lu's husband was the director of the trade union from the beginning, and later became the deputy director and director. She took a "career path".

However, Master Mao is a barefoot person who is not afraid of those wearing shoes. He never gives Director Lu a good look every time he sees him. Director Lu knows that he is in the wrong, so he dares not provoke Master Mao.

Seeing that Master Mao was about to bring up the old matter again, Director Lu suppressed his anger, looked at Da Rong in front of him with resentment, and finally moved away the hand that was covering her name.

"You dare to reduce her time by one day?" Master Mao muttered to Director Lu after signing the attendance record.

Although he was mumbling in a low voice, the people queuing in front and behind him could hear it clearly. No one had any expression on their faces, but they were in the mood to watch the show. Director Lu lost this round completely.

"Thank you, Master." After arriving at the locker room, Darong expressed her gratitude to Master Mao.

"It's okay. I'll protect you as long as I'm here." Master Mao answered seemingly calmly, but it was actually a deliberate reminder.

Master Mao will retire in one year, so the time she can protect Darong is actually very limited. Besides, isn't this partiality just a way to vent personal grudges?

But Darong was only in her teens at the time. She was still young after all. She didn't understand the hint of apology in Master Mao's tone at all. She simply accepted the exhilarating feeling of resistance after having someone to rely on.

When Darong got home from get off work, Xiaoying was the only one at home. Xiaoying just started the sixth grade this year. She always went to school well and although her grades were average, she rarely made her parents worry.

As Darong entered the room, she saw Xiaoying's eyes were red, obviously she had just cried.

"What's wrong with you?" Darong looked at Xiaoying and knew that she was angry outside.

"Sister, Liu Lei hit me." When Xiaoying saw Darong coming back, she threw herself into her sister's arms and cried with a look of grievance.

When Darong saw her sister like this, she felt so distressed. Without asking why, she took Xiaoying and went straight to Liu Lei's house.

Liu Lei and Xiaoying are classmates, and their families actually live not far from each other. Liu Lei is the only child in the family, and has been spoiled by his parents since he was a child, and bullying is a normal thing for him.

"Aunt Liu, your Liu Lei beat my sister." Darong led Xiaoying straight into the house. Liu Lei was sitting at the table eating watermelon.

Liu Lei's mother was sewing clothes for Liu Lei. She raised her eyelids and said expressionlessly, "Just spank the kid twice."

Darong was already feeling sorry for her sister being beaten, and when Liu Lei's mother said this, Darong became furious.

He flipped the watermelon plate on the table and kicked Liu Lei.

Liu Lei's mother was so frightened that she jumped off the bed.

"You crazy girl, why did you come to my house and beat someone up?"

Liu Lei's mother hit Darong twice, blocked Liu Lei behind her, and yelled and cursed loudly.

"He's just a kid, just hit him twice. My brothers and I are also kids, so we'll hit him every time we see him from now on."

Liu Lei's mother was almost unable to breathe after hearing Darong's yelling. It was only when Darong led Xiaoying out of the yard that she heard Liu Lei's mother's scolding.

Xiaoying followed her sister with a smug look on her face, all the grievance of being beaten just now had been swept away.

"Xiaoying, why did he hit you?" After returning home, Darong remembered to ask Xiaoying what happened.

"Uh... um..." Xiaoying hummed for a long time but couldn't answer.

"Are you admitting your guilt?" Darong guessed that the little girl was probably not in the right. She put down the rice she was washing and turned to look at Xiaoying.

"I called him 'Liu Ba La Yan', they all called him that..." Xiaoying lowered her head feeling guilty.

Darong thought that it was a good thing that Liu Lei's mother was also unreasonable. If she met a reasonable person, she would be humiliated.

When Liu Lei was a child, his eyes were injured by firecrackers, leaving an obvious scar on one eye. For a child who is just entering adolescence, defects on the head and face are very sensitive and taboo.

"Don't call me like that in the future. She has defects and you're just rubbing salt into her wounds." Darong sternly taught Xiaoying a lesson and turned around to continue cooking.

Although he knew that what his sister did was wrong, Liu Lei had already beaten her, so the beating was not in vain. After all, he was just a little boy and he did beat Xiaoying.

"Rong, come and see the new car."

Darong was cooking in the kitchen when she heard her father calling her from outside. She hurried out of the yard and saw her father walking towards her house with a brand new bicycle.

"Dad, is this for me?" Darong said in surprise, looking at the car.

When Darong's father saw Darong, he stopped his car with one foot on the ground and motioned Darong to take the new car in his other hand.

"Yes, this is for you. You waste time walking to and from get off work every day. I bought these with my own salary." Darong's father happily pushed the cart into the yard.

Since Darong started working, she has been handing over her salary to her family. Darong's mother would occasionally give her a few dollars in pocket money, but she seldom spent money on weekdays. She would only buy clothes when she had saved enough money for fabric.

Since getting this bicycle, Darong has saved more than half of her commuting time. In addition, since Darong's mother has worked three shifts, she also has time to cook at home. Darong finally has some time for herself.

"Mom, today is the market day. I want to take Xiaoying out for a walk."

The market in the southern suburbs is scheduled according to the lunar calendar, and it may not always fall on the weekend. Besides, Darong now works the third shift, so it is even more difficult for her to catch the market on her off day.

It was not until Darong was off work and Xiaoying had the weekend off that she took the initiative to ask to go shopping.

"Go ahead. It's a good time to buy a broom. The one in the kitchen is all bristled up."

"it is good."

Darong changed her clothes and went out with Xiaoying.