Siheyuan, my new life

After taking a look at the watch on his wrist, Liu Dali simply sat on a stone by the roadside and whispered to Jiao Erhu, who was leaning over with a curious look on his face: "Alas, you still like to listen to gossip like when you were a child. There is nothing to hide between us brothers. This Yi Zhonghai is in the same workshop as me. He is a sixth-level fitter and the manager of their courtyard. It is said that he has the hope of being promoted to the seventh level this year. However, this guy is a complete hypocrite. He is over 40 years old this year and has no children. He spends all day in the courtyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, claiming to respect the elderly and love the young, and to unite the people. Under the banner of making friends and helping each other, he secretly had an affair with his apprentice's mother, saying nice things but not doing anything. On the surface, Yi Zhonghai had a good relationship with the cook. By the way, the cook's name was He Daqing, who also lived in the No. 95 courtyard and was the deputy director of the canteen of our Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Yi Zhonghai secretly followed the cook and found out about his affair with our sister. He used this to threaten our sister, and proposed to set up a trap to catch He Daqing's trick and asked our sister to help him drive He Daqing out of the city and leave the No. 95 courtyard. "

Jiao Erhu asked in confusion: "Since the cook named He Daqing is already with our sister, why don't they just get married and start a family? In this way, we don't have to care about Yi Zhonghai, the hypocrite. It's impossible that He Daqing has a wife and children, right?"

Liu Dali shook his head helplessly and said: "He Daqing's wife has been dead for six or seven years. He has a son and a daughter. Some people don't agree with He Daqing marrying a widow with a child."

Seeing that Jiao Erhu wanted to ask, he waved his hand and said, "You don't need to ask. I have time now, so I will tell you everything. He Daqing's mother-in-law has stated many times that she will never allow him to marry a widow with children. The identity of this old lady is not simple. The courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang is said to be her private property. After liberation, the old lady donated most of the real estate to the Military Control Commission. It is said that she has a good relationship with many bigwigs. The house He Daqing lives in now was given by the old lady, and even his job in the steel rolling mill was arranged by the old lady. It is said that Yi Zhonghai's job was also arranged by the old lady. Yi Zhonghai asked his wife to help the old lady with laundry and cooking in the name of taking care of the elderly, so he was very clear about the old lady and He Daqing. Since He Daqing was the only cadre in the courtyard house at No. 95, Yi Zhonghai had no way to completely control him with him in the courtyard, so he planned to use the matter with his sister to force He Daqing to leave."

Liu Dali sighed and said, "My sister was also bewitched, so she agreed to cooperate with Yi Zhonghai and forced He Daqing to go back to Baoding with her to live. When she came to me to discuss this matter, I couldn't resist my sister's pleading, so I agreed to help her deal with He Daqing. But the next day, I learned about the relationship between He Daqing and the big leader from the mouths of my co-workers, and immediately found my sister. Since there is such a big leader behind He Daqing, we can't use eggs to hit stones. But seeing my sister crying pitifully, I simply decided to take action against that hypocrite Yi Zhonghai. Since you, Yi Zhonghai, intend to use the fairy jump to deal with He Daqing, then we will treat him with his own way. Not only can we deal with this hypocrite to vent our sister's anger, but we can also get a sum of money from that guy. In addition to the hard work fee for the brothers, the rest is enough for our sister to buy a job and live a good life in Baoding."

When Jiao Erhu heard this, he immediately said: "If that's the case, then there's no need to share the money with the brothers. It's just the brothers helping our sister."

Liu Dali patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "I thank you for your kindness on behalf of my sister, but we can't break the rules of the underworld. The money we get will be divided into two parts, half for my sister and half for us brothers. Well, it's almost time, let's call the brothers over."

Several people came to the courtyard at No. 72 Yanzhi Hutong. At this time, Widow Bai had already boiled hot water at home, ready to make tea for everyone.

Liu Dali quickly waved his hand to stop her: "Chunhua, stop working. It's already past seven o'clock. We should all hide and wait for Yi Zhonghai to come. You should also be careful not to show your true colors, otherwise you will fail."

After saying that, Liu Dali began to arrange for everyone to hide in the ear room and the utility room, and repeatedly reminded everyone not to smoke or talk to avoid alerting the enemy.

As several people hid themselves, the courtyard immediately fell into silence. Under the dim light, only Widow Bai was sitting alone at the eight-immortal table, drinking tea anxiously while waiting for Yi Zhonghai's arrival.

When the wall clock showed that it was already a little past seven forty in the evening, the White Widow, who was sitting anxiously at the eight-immortals table, suddenly heard a few light knocks on the door.

Fearing that she might be hallucinating, Widow Bai quickly stood up and walked to the gate of the courtyard, lowering her voice and asking, "Who?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "It's me, open the door quickly, don't let anyone see it."

Widow Bai quickly opened the gate, and Yi Zhonghai immediately came in and turned around to bolt the door again.

Widow Bai secretly sneered in her heart. She pretended not to notice the other party's small action and asked in a low voice: "Did you bring the money?"

Yi Zhonghai patted his bulging waist with his hand, a lewd smile on his face: "I brought it all, not a penny less, exactly six hundred yuan. But we can't see clearly in the dark here, let's go inside and take a closer look." As he said that, he half pushed and half hugged the White Widow and walked towards the main house.

Widow Bai pretended to be reluctant and half-heartedly walked into the main room. Yi Zhonghai took out the handkerchief bag containing money from his waistband and handed it to Widow Bai with a smile.

Just as she stretched out her hand to take the handkerchief bag, Yi Zhonghai had already hugged the delicate body of Bai Guadufu tightly, muttering to himself: "My little darling, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold, let's pay later." As he spoke, he carried Bai Guadufu into the bedroom.

Widow Bai quietly stuffed the handkerchief bag under her pillow, and then let Yi Zhonghai take off her clothes. Soon, the bedroom was filled with the exciting sounds of lovemaking.

At this time, Liu Dali and others also came out from their hiding places. Each of them had a black cloth covering their face and held a wooden stick as thick as a duck egg in their hands.

Liu Dali listened to the sounds coming from the bedroom with a complicated expression. He snorted heavily and immediately rushed in with a few people.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai's face was ferocious and his eyes were red. He was harassed by the two clerks at the street office for more than half an hour this evening. His heart was full of anger, but he dared not show the slightest bit. At this moment, he was like a general riding a horse and waving a whip, completely forgetting the troubles in his heart and venting it wantonly.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back. Before he could react, several masked men armed with sticks rushed into the bedroom, and the sticks in their hands kept hitting Yi Zhonghai's naked back and buttocks.