Siheyuan, my new life

In the Jia family in the middle courtyard, Jia Dongxu sat on a stool and smoked one cigarette after another. From Yi Zhonghai's attitude towards him today, he clearly felt the deliberate alienation. Obviously Yi Zhonghai was very dissatisfied with him. At this time, Jia Dongxu felt very regretful. What happened to him last night? Why did he blind his heart and watch Yi Zhonghai's joke at home?

Now Jia Dongxu wanted to slap himself hard. He had said so many flattering words and successfully gained Yi Zhonghai's trust, but at the critical moment, he failed.

Jia Dongxu knew very well that he and the Jia family could not do without Yi Zhonghai's care, whether in the No. 95 courtyard or in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Every time his mother Jia Zhang had a conflict with others in the courtyard, it was almost always resolved by Yi Zhonghai, the manager. Who in the courtyard could not see Yi Zhonghai's partiality when handling the matter?

At the beginning, the Jia family was somewhat grateful for Yi Zhonghai's care, but as time went on, these ungrateful people in the Jia family actually felt that this was their due. As Jia Dongxu's master, wasn't it his job to take care of his apprentice's family?

Nowadays, Jia Dongxu is cheating and slacking off in the workshop almost every day. As one of the few senior technicians in the workshop, Yi Zhonghai, the workshop director, has to give him some face. Therefore, he turns a blind eye to Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, and ignores him as long as he can complete his daily tasks.

Today, Jia Dongxu was without the help of his master. Not only could he not cheat as he did in the past, he was also busy and frantic all day, and only managed to complete the task after being exhausted.

I really can’t imagine that if every day is like this in the future, Jia Dongxu doesn’t know how long he can hold on.

In order to avoid having to work hard in the future and to get Yi Zhonghai's huge fortune, Jia Dongxu kept thinking about it in his mind.

At the He family in the Central Courtyard, He Daqing hurriedly cooked two dishes after returning. Fortunately, there was no shortage of meat and vegetables at home, and his son had already steamed the buns in advance, otherwise the He family would not know when they would have dinner.

After dinner, He Yuzhu quickly washed the dishes and ran out with his sister. The shouting and cursing in the backyard had not yet stopped. As if they had discussed it in advance, the dozen or so families took turns to fight, and all kinds of dirty words were heard from time to time in the courtyard of No. 95.

He Daqing did not stop his son from taking his little daughter out to watch the fun tonight, because he knew that in this courtyard, except for the deaf old lady in the backyard, who else would not give him some face? Moreover, his son had been well-nourished since he was a child, and he had grown up to be tall and strong, and he had also let his son learn from his friends who practiced wrestling on the overpass for two years.

The deaf old lady also strongly supports Zhuzi's wrestling training at Tianqiao. Having experienced the turbulent times, she certainly hopes that Zhuzi can have some self-protection ability. In order to support her grandson's wrestling training, the deaf old lady also specially gave a lot of money to He Daqing, asking him to buy pork, eggs and other things for Zhuzi to supplement his nutrition.

Looking at the backs of his son and daughter running out, He Daqing sighed heavily. He was very upset now. After being intimate today, Xiaobai lay in his arms and urged them to get married again.

He Daqing now regretted it a little bit. In the beginning, he was also obsessed with sex. In order to get the body of Bai Guafu, he not only agreed to marry her, but also agreed to go to Baoding to help her raise the children. Now when Bai Guafu brought up the old matter again, He Daqing did not agree as he did before. After all, he still had a son and a daughter to raise, and now he was the deputy director of the canteen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. If he really had to give up everything and follow Bai Guafu to Baoding, how could He Daqing be willing?

He Daqing's mind was a mess at this time. He really wanted to give up the White Widow, but when he thought of the graceful figure, the seductive eyes and white teeth, and especially the endless moves of the White Widow in bed, He Daqing couldn't stop.

He Daqing took a deep puff of his cigarette and wanted to talk to someone about his troubles. However, he could only sigh when he looked up at Yi Zhonghai's house, where the lights had been turned off early. It was obvious that Yi Zhonghai had deliberately turned off the lights and went to bed early to avoid the troubles in the courtyard. How could he have the nerve to disturb him?

In the front yard of the Yan family, Yan Bugui stopped his wife and children who wanted to go out to watch the fun after dinner. He was the third uncle in charge of Courtyard No. 95. There was a quarrel in the courtyard, and it was unreasonable for him, the third uncle in charge, not to mediate. How could he let his wife and children go over to watch the fun?

With Yan Bugui's character, he would not do anything that was not beneficial. Moreover, even Yi Zhonghai, who was always willing to take the initiative to resolve neighborhood disputes, did not step forward today, so why should he work hard for nothing? Besides, even if this matter was brought to the street office, it could not be resolved.

Yan Bugui returned home early because he had no classes this afternoon. He learned from his wife Yang Ruihua, who was known as the loud speaker in the courtyard, that the families of those arrested today had waited for a whole day at the Jiaodaokou police station but had not received any good news, so they came back in the evening and blocked the door of Liu Haizhong's house, making a scene and demanding an explanation from Liu Haizhong's wife.

After Yan Bugui sent his wife and children to bed early, he sat at the dining table, took a sip of liquor mixed with water, and ate a piece of pickled vegetable. He felt somewhat fortunate that he had a clear mind and did not follow Liu Haizhong to the west wing, otherwise he would have been taken to the police station.

Yan Bugui has already inquired around in the school today. According to the dean, Liu Haizhong will have to serve at least three years of reform through labor for his crime. As for the others, it depends on whether they want to pursue the matter. If they choose financial compensation, those who just joined in the fun will be detained for a few days and then released after paying the money. But if they want to pursue the matter, no one will be able to escape jail time.

It's not that Yan Bugui wants to air his family's dirty laundry in public. According to the consistent style of the three stewards, matters within the courtyard should be resolved within the courtyard. In the past, many matters were handled in this way by the three stewards. Therefore, to the outside world and even to the street office, Courtyard No. 95 is a harmonious and stable group.

As soon as Yan Bugui entered school today, a teacher asked him about what happened last night. Apparently, what happened in the west wing of No. 95 Siheyuan last night had spread all over the neighborhood.

At first, Yan Bugui tried to deal with it hesitantly, adhering to the principle of not airing family disgrace in public. However, when the school leaders came to him to understand the situation, Yan Bugui dared not hide it any longer and had to tell several school leaders what he knew.

After listening to Yan Bugui's story, the principal and the dean of studies spoke almost at the same time, scolding Liu Haizhong and others for having mental problems. Who in their right mind would come to someone's house for no reason and do such a stupid thing?

Now people already know the identity of the residents living in the west wing of No. 95 Siheyuan. With such a leading cadre as a neighbor, who would not want to do everything possible to get closer to him? You have to know that in the eyes of ordinary people, even the biggest issues can be solved with just one word from others. If the relationship is good, then as long as others are willing to help, such as finding employment for children and arranging jobs, isn't it a simple matter?

Besides, even if it was just an ordinary neighbor who wanted to cook a meal to improve their lives, they wouldn't have to mobilize a large number of people to cause trouble, right? Obviously, the people living in the No. 95 courtyard had problems with their ideas. The principal and the dean of studies looked at the skinny middle-aged man in front of them with strange eyes. As for what they were thinking, no one knew, but Yan Bugui seemed to be naked at that moment and was seen clearly by others.