Siheyuan: Pioneer in anti-corruption, fighting against evil!

"Could it be that Aunt Wang taught her?" Yang Haibin asked tentatively.

"No, Lin Li has rarely been in the yard recently. She spends most of her time in Wang Kun's room. Even if she stays in the yard, she can't be found if you want to talk to her." Aunt Zhang replied.

Yang Haibin slammed the table heavily. "Damn it, Aunt Wang treats her well because she thinks highly of her. But she doesn't even consider her status. Without Aunt Wang's protection, can she survive in the courtyard?"

Aunt Zhang quickly dissuaded her, "Old Yang, Lin Li is ignoring Aunt Wang, isn't this a good thing? Why are you so angry?"

Yang Haibin was stunned for a moment. "I'm angry because she's not filial. Forget it. For Chen Gen to marry Li Xue, let Lin Li ignore Aunt Wang. I'll lie down on the bed and rest for a while. Call me when it's time for dinner."

Yang Haibin tossed and turned in bed, thinking over and over what happened today. Just now outside the alley, no one stood by him, which made him feel a great sense of crisis. This was the first time that so many people no longer trusted him.

Yang Haibin knew that all this was because Wang Kun had destroyed his image, causing people to no longer trust him. He had tried his best to persuade others, but no one supported him. This had caused a great loss of his reputation, which was really hard to accept.

In order to regain control of Siheyuan, Yang Haibin must fight Wang Kun to the end. Although he will suffer some humiliation, this must not be spread out. The affairs of Siheyuan must be resolved in Siheyuan. Without the unanimous consent of the three uncles, no word can be mentioned to the outside world. Previously, because Liu Yuhua forgot a "confidentiality" order, the matter spread inside and outside the courtyard, which was extremely unfavorable to Yang Haibin. If everyone spreads gossip, his interests will be greatly affected, especially Chen Gen's reputation will also be damaged. Without a good reputation, how can Chen Gen be guaranteed to live in peace in his old age?

Others did not understand the importance of reputation, but Yang Haibin knew it very well. In order for Chen Gen to have a reputation of being filial, he had to praise him so that he would have to take responsibility for his old age.

Yang Haibin was getting more and more annoyed as he thought about it. For more than a decade, the Siheyuan that he had worked so hard to control seemed to have changed overnight. He couldn't control the situation even if he personally took action. What should he do next? He really couldn't think of a reliable solution. He could only regain control of the situation by defeating or driving Wang Kun away, but he was not sure of either.

Wang Kun was just a young man in his early twenties, so why was he so powerful? Putting aside his ability on the battlefield, how could he handle family matters so smoothly? Was he a gifted talent?

If Wang Kun knew Yang Haibin's thoughts, he would definitely tell himself more than 40 years later: "When you have the Internet, you can just search online and you will find that your methods are just a piece of cake."

Of course, the prerequisite is that Yang Haibin can live to see that day.

Aunt Wang came to the middle yard from the backyard with a cane, saw that Chen Gen’s door was open, and walked in.

"Chen Gen, you're back?" Aunt Wang asked with concern.

Chen Gen sat up from the bed and replied with a smile: "Auntie, I'm back. Are you out for a walk?"

Aunt Wang walked to Chen Gen’s bedside and saw that he was wrapped in gauze. A trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.

"Chen Gen, Brother Yang wants to find a suitable wife for you for your own good. Don't blame him." Aunt Wang advised gently.

Chen Gen shook his head and said, "Auntie, I know that Brother Yang has good intentions. He is also very kind to me in the hospital.

"Madam, Guo Zhu was wrong this time. After all, he was the first to attack. Xu Damao was injured, so he should pay for the medical expenses. If it weren't for Uncle Zhang, we would have called the police long ago."

The deaf old lady said with a worried look on her face: "Can't we wait until the whole hospital meeting to discuss this issue? I can make the decision for you at the meeting."

Liu Jing'e snorted in her heart, but said, "That sounds nice. Who doesn't know that you will protect Guo Zhu in the end? Every time Guo Zhu and Xu Damao argued, you always sided with him."

"Everyone knows that Guo Zhu took action. The facts are before our eyes. Why is there any need to hold a meeting of the entire hospital?"

"If there is a dispute in the yard, shouldn't Zhou Hai and the other uncles solve it? You don't trust them, so you don't trust me, your old friend?"

"Old lady, do you remember that there is no uncle in charge of the courtyard anymore? If the negotiation fails, you can always go to the street office or the police station to solve it. It's not shameful."

The deaf old lady looked at Liu Jing'e warily. She felt that Liu Jing'e was becoming more and more shrewd and more and more sophisticated in dealing with problems, almost no different from a street cadre.

"Jing'e, it's been a while since I last saw you chatting with me. What have you been busy with recently?"

Are you testing yourself?

Liu Jing'e thought to herself, the deaf old lady is really smart, no wonder even Zhou Hai wants to worship her as his adoptive mother. Although the fact that she helped take care of the poor families in the street office could not be concealed, the people in the courtyard were already accustomed to a closed life and knew very little about what was happening outside.

"I have recently been working with the neighborhood office to take care of families who are having difficulties in life."

The deaf old lady's face suddenly darkened and she glared at Liu Jing'e. She was a low-income household and her life was difficult, but Liu Jing'e actually went out to take care of people outside. Was there something wrong with her brain?

The deaf old lady opened her mouth to speak, but quickly closed it again, because there were so many people here and she secretly decided to find a suitable time to speak.

Zhao Erma was also in the crowd. Liu Dahai loved power, and Zhao Erma's personality was similar to Liu Dahai's, and she also cared about power.

"Liu Jing'e, how come you work in the neighborhood office? You are obviously from a capitalist family."

If it were usual, the deaf old lady would stop Zhao Erma from saying this, but now Liu Jing'e was disobedient, and the deaf old lady didn't want to intervene. It would be better to let her suffer a little setback.

Liu Jing'e glanced at the people around her and smiled: "Mother Zhao, you misunderstood. I don't work for the neighborhood office. I just help them take care of some families in need when I'm free. There's no salary, no staffing, and even my own meals. It's purely a charity. Doing good deeds shouldn't depend on class background, right?"

This move hit Zhao Erma's soft spot exactly.

Zhao Erma blushed and said, "Liu Jing'e, I'm just worried that others will misunderstand you. Now that we have made it clear, no one will report you."

The people around were unhappy to hear this, but no one admitted that they had such an idea.

"Mother Zhao, who would report Liu Jing'e? We are all neighbors. We are all happy for her that she can find a job."

"Yes, there are only a few snitch-like uncles in our yard." This sentence was said in a pinched voice.

Zhao Erma's face darkened instantly. It was obvious that she was talking about Liu Haizhong and Zhou Hai. The last speculation had not only failed, but also made everyone hate her.

The deaf old woman's expression became even uglier, and her eyes scanned the crowd fiercely.

"Who is it? Come out and let me see!"

No one responded, and no one pointed the finger. Yi Haizhong's report of speculation did not work as he wished, but made everyone more cautious and afraid to expose their own behavior easily.

The deaf old lady slapped her cane hard and said, "The world is really going downhill. The world is going downhill. Sooner or later you will all suffer the consequences of being unfilial."

No one paid any attention to the deaf old lady, and no one worshipped her as an ancestor anymore, for fear of bringing trouble upon themselves.

The deaf old lady had no choice but to return home dejectedly, with no one coming to support her.

Aunt Wang stared at Liu Jing'e blankly. She really didn't understand why Liu Jing'e did this. She had no salary and no official position, so why did she go to help those strangers? She finally attributed Liu Jing'e's behavior to "wasting money."

Niu Qian walked up to Liu Jing'e and said softly, "Jing'e, you have offended the deaf old lady, so be careful."

Liu Jing'e responded with a smile: "Sister Tian, ​​thank you for your reminder, it's no problem."

"Jing'e, don't be so formal. Duoduo often praises you in front of me. She said you are her favorite sister. I asked her to call you aunt, but she still insisted on calling you sister."

"Sister Tian, ​​let's just call each other by our own names. I like it too.

After get off work, Wang Ming rode his tricycle to Workshop No. 8 and carefully loaded the newly made iron furnace onto the car. The furnace was made of welded steel and was quite heavy, weighing about 50 kilograms. Although it was a bit heavy, Wang Ming did not take advantage of the factory and paid the fee and issued a receipt according to regulations.

Fellow worker Zhu Hui said, "This thing is quite heavy, why don't we lift it up together?"

Wang Ming smiled and said, "It's okay. I can do it by myself." For someone who often does heavy work, this is indeed not too heavy. However, the iron furnace after welding is small in size and made entirely of steel, so it is not easy to carry.

Seeing Wang Ming easily move the iron furnace onto the tricycle, several colleagues around him couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and admire him.

Wang Ming took out two packs of cigarettes, asked Zhu Hui to help distribute them to everyone, and then rode away alone. When he arrived at the factory gate, he took the initiative to cooperate with the guard to register.

Jiao Wang stared at Wang Ming's new furnace and asked curiously, "Section Chief, what is this furnace used for? It seems to have some pipe interfaces."

Wang Ming replied: "This is specially designed for heating. Those pipe joints are used to connect hot water. By the way, are you on duty tonight?"

Jiao Wang nodded in agreement.

Wang Ming handed him a pack of cigarettes and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Be careful when you are on duty at night and don't let anything happen." After that, he left the steel mill and rode his tricycle straight towards the school.

At the school gate, Wang Ming saw Xueer and Doudou standing with their homeroom teacher, Teacher Ma, waiting for him. Teacher Ma handed Xueer to Wang Ming and asked, "A few days ago, a female comrade came to pick them up. Who is she to you?"

Wang Ming explained: "She is a neighbor who lives in our yard. I lent her my car before, so I asked her to help me pick up and drop off the children."

Teacher Ma didn't ask any more questions, and reminded them, "Children, be careful and don't bump into anything. If you accidentally bump into something, don't cry." Xue'er looked at the iron stoves and steel pipes piled on the car with curiosity: "Brother, what are these used for?"