Siheyuan, my new life

Hearing the faint discussions, Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale. He originally thought that no one else knew about him and Jia Zhang making dumplings, but from the discussions of those people just now, it was obvious that someone had already discovered it, and it was not just one person who knew about it.

The reason why no one dared to discuss it openly before was that they were afraid of his identity as the manager of the courtyard. Now, with Liu Haizhong going to the police station and Yan Bugui making a fool of himself, the people in Courtyard No. 95 have gradually stopped caring about the existence of the manager. Yi Zhonghai will never let this situation continue. If he was still hesitant just now, now Yi Zhonghai has made up his mind to re-establish his prestige in Courtyard No. 95 by suppressing He Daqing.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai said to the few people who were looking at him with complicated expressions: "Okay, let's stop here tonight. Dongxu must perform well in the factory in the future. I will teach you some more locksmith techniques, and strive to get another level of work grade in the year-end assessment. Xiuqin, you go home and have a rest first. I'll go to the old lady." After that, Yi Zhonghai hurried out.

After Yi Zhonghai left, Aunt Xiuqin stood up with a gloomy face and walked towards her home without saying a word.

No matter how thick-skinned Jia Zhang was, she felt the burning sensation on the dining table. She got up and quickly ran into the inner room.

Qin Huairu glanced at Jia Dongxu, who had a ferocious expression, and did not dare to speak. She just silently began to clean up the dishes on the table, sneering in her heart. "You, Jia Zhang, are always calling for the soul of Old Jia. If Old Jia knew about this in the afterlife, I'm afraid the first person he would take away would be you, a dead old woman." The eldest son of the Jia family, Banggeng, grabbed the four or five remaining slices of duck meat on the plate, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed hard. His little eyes continued to scan the other dishes on the table, looking for the next target, ready to feast on it. It was rare that grandma ran back to the house today, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to snatch it from her.

Yi Zhonghai walked quickly towards the backyard, ignoring the many neighbors who were gathered in twos and threes and whispering. There was no need to listen carefully. Just looking at their sarcastic eyes looking at him, it was obvious that they were talking about his and Jia Zhang's scandal. Yi Zhonghai believed that if he could not completely re-establish his prestige in this courtyard tonight, then tomorrow the scandal about himself would spread quickly. By that time, let alone his future retirement plan, even his job would be affected.

You should know that the steel rolling mill radio station has been promoting all day today that the factory must strengthen the ideological education of the majority of cadres and employees. If your scandal is reported to the factory at this time, it will most likely be known by the factory leaders. At that time, I am afraid that the lightest punishment will be given to you. Once you are counted as an example, you may even be fired.

Although the trivial matters between him and Jia Zhang happened before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Yi Zhonghai knew that he was not clean. Whether it was the midnight communication with Qin Huairu in the vegetable cellar or his repeated favoritism towards Jia Zhang in Courtyard No. 95, even some of the specious words he often advocated in the courtyard could not withstand investigation. Yi Zhonghai no longer dared to guarantee that no one would discover his secret. If the steel rolling mill began to investigate him, those fence-sitters would definitely add fuel to the fire and add insult to injury. Until this moment, Yi Zhonghai realized that the great situation in Courtyard No. 95, which he thought he had the final say, was just a house built on sand. As long as there was any disturbance, it would collapse and topple over immediately.

Yi Zhonghai would never surrender, he had to quickly resolve the crisis. There were only two ways to do this: one was intimidation, the other was bribery. To achieve these two goals, he had to rely on two people: He Daqing and the other was the deaf old lady.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to suppress He Daqing quickly in Courtyard No. 95, but he knew very well that he could not do it alone. As for Yan Bugui, he was a waste. If it were not for the stupid thing Yan Bugui did tonight, he would not have been implicated. This was a case of fish in ponds being affected by the fire in the city gate. The only person who could suppress He Daqing in this courtyard was the deaf old lady, but it was not easy to get the old lady to help him. Although the deaf old lady did not like He Daqing, He Daqing was Sha Zhu's biological father after all. Given the special relationship between the deaf old lady and Sha Zhu, the deaf old lady would not deal with He Daqing without a suitable reason.

Yi Zhonghai was thinking quickly about countermeasures in his mind, and soon arrived at the door of the deaf old lady's house. He saw the deaf old lady sitting at the eight-immortal table with a smile on her face, sipping tea.

Obviously, the deaf old lady was in a good mood at the moment. Her good grandson was favored by the powerful Director Lin on his first day at work today. Deputy Director Li, who was in charge of logistics at the steel rolling mill, gave him a regular job position out of Director Lin's consideration. The deaf old lady could better infer Director Lin's strong background from Deputy Director Li's behavior. If she had the care of Director Lin in the future, although she could not say that her pillar would be able to make a fortune in the future, she could still ensure that he would be safe and sound.

She was already over seventy years old. As the old saying goes, it is rare for a person to live to be seventy. The deaf old lady did not dare to say how many more years she could live. She might fall asleep one day and never wake up again. Now her precious grandson had the support of a noble person. The deaf old lady was finally relieved. Her precious grandson was the same as his mother Xiao Cui. They were both good children with simple natures. However, if no one took care of him, he would definitely be bullied in society. How long could she take care of him when she was old? And He Daqing, as a father, was not a worry. She hoped that the man in the west wing would take care of her precious grandson for the sake of the gift she gave him.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai walk into the house with a livid face, the deaf old lady asked in surprise: "What happened? Why do you look so grim?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed deeply and recounted every stupid thing Yan Bugui had done tonight.

After hearing this, the deaf old lady immediately stopped her cane and scolded loudly: "What does Yan Bugui want to do? Does he really think that being the third uncle who manages the courtyard house is a great achievement? Yi Zhonghai, what do you mean? Yan Bugui did such a thing, and you didn't slap him in the face, but came to me. What's the meaning? Do you want me, an old lady, to praise him, Yan Bugui?"

Yi Zhonghai had anticipated the deaf old lady's reaction. After all, this involved the old lady's beloved grandson Sha Zhu. If it wasn't for himself, how could Yi Zhonghai have come here?

The deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai had no idea that right above their heads, on the beam, a military tape recorder made by Bald Eagle was working silently.