Siheyuan, my new life

Because there was a hospital-wide meeting tonight, He Yuzhu had no time to show off his cooking skills. He simply fried some shredded potatoes with vinegar and stir-fried cabbage with pork slices, and the family gathered around the 8-person table to have a lively meal.

He Yuzhu hurriedly finished his meal, then helped the deaf old lady up and walked out the door holding Xiao Yushui's hand, saying as he walked: "Dad, the pots and bowls tonight are up to you." After that, he left the house without looking back.

He Daqing glanced at his watch. It was almost half past six. He quickly finished his meal, lit a cigarette, and quickly washed the pots and dishes.

After all the work, it was already 6:45. He Daqing turned off the light and walked out of the house. He saw Fang Dahu, the second uncle in charge, standing at the door of his house smoking. He was obviously waiting for He Daqing. He wanted to find out why the street office suddenly came to the courtyard tonight to hold a general meeting. He, the second uncle in charge, had no information in advance. Although he wanted to ask He Daqing, he saw that they were having dinner. According to the rules of the old Sijiu City, under normal circumstances, no one would disturb others when they were having dinner. You know, everyone’s food rations are limited. If someone suddenly came to the door during dinner, shouldn’t the host let the guest eat together? But there was suddenly one more person eating out of nowhere. The food that was originally prepared was definitely not enough. For the sake of face, the guest must be full and eat well, so someone in his family would have to go hungry.

Therefore, it has become a convention that unless it is an extremely urgent matter, people will not visit someone's home when they are having dinner.

Seeing He Daqing walk out of the deaf old lady's room, Fang Dahu immediately came up to him quickly and asked in a low voice without beating around the bush: "Old He, the subdistrict office suddenly held a meeting in our courtyard. Did something happen?"

He Daqing found that most of the residents in the backyard had already gone to the meeting place in the middle courtyard, so he did not hide it from them. Besides, since Fang Dahu became the second uncle in charge, everyone has cooperated well with each other. In addition, He Daqing also wanted to reveal his son's relationship to prevent others from continuing to provoke him in the future. So he whispered: "Old Fang, you also know about the incident between Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu last night, right? Yi Zhonghai, this dead-end family, is planning to destroy my son. I, He Daqing, can't do anything about him for a while, but Zhuzi's master was not happy when he found out, so there is a meeting of the whole courtyard tonight."

Fang Dahu certainly knew what happened last night, and he also saw that Yi Zhonghai had bad intentions. However, He Daqing, as a father, did not come forward to find Yi Zhonghai, so as an outsider he could only make a few comments behind his back.

In fact, Yi Zhonghai is not a man of great means. How many residents in the courtyard could not see the plot he and Qin Huairu were making against Sha Zhu in the original play? It's just that, firstly, they just don't care about it, because Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu are not scheming against their own family anyway; secondly, in the play, Sha Zhu's foul mouth offends almost everyone around him, and everyone is concerned about Yi Zhonghai's status as an eighth-level worker in the factory and the boss of the courtyard, so no one bothers to meddle in his affairs.

Fang Dahu was stunned after hearing what He Daqing said: "Old He, Zhuzi's master? Was it the one from Hongbinlou who made the connection?"

He Daqing smiled and shook his head: "If my senior brother knew about this, he would definitely bring his disciples to break Yi Zhonghai's legs. Tonight, Deputy Director Xiong Qingshan of our factory's security department wants to stand up for Zhuzi. By the way, our Zhuzi wants to worship Deputy Director Xiong as his master and learn kung fu. We will hold a formal ceremony to worship Secretary Lin when he comes back. From what Deputy Director Xiong said, he wants Secretary Lin to be a witness."

Fang Dahu pointed in the direction of the west wing in surprise and whispered, "Is it Director Lin?"

He Daqing nodded proudly and said with a smile: "We are all spectators in the old house tonight. Director Qin, the leaders of the street office and the police station will all come to attend this full-court meeting. Yi Zhonghai will have something to worry about."

Fang Dahu patted He Daqing's shoulder enviously and said, "Old He, when you become rich in the future, don't forget us old neighbors."

He Daqing took out a pack of Sanwu cigarettes, handed one to the other party, and said with a smile: "We have been neighbors for many years, why do we need to say those polite words? Besides, I am just a cook, how can I be successful? Let's go, it's getting late, don't let the leaders wait for us."

When the two men arrived at the central courtyard, they found that most of the residents in the courtyard had already arrived. They were gathering in groups of three or five, whispering about some family matters, and more were guessing about the content of the meeting that the street office would hold in the courtyard tonight. Some smart people guessed that it was most likely related to Yi Zhonghai, the former manager. With Yi Zhonghai's hypocritical mask being exposed, he was now almost hated by everyone in the courtyard, but he himself had not realized it yet. Even if he noticed the change in the residents' attitude towards him, he just thought that since he was no longer the manager, others began to disrespect him. In fact, the reason why he instigated Qin Huairu to plot against He Yuzhu was more because Yi Zhonghai wanted to vent his anger.

Yi Zhonghai himself is not a broad-minded person, otherwise he would not have held a grudge just because Lao Jia did not recommend him for promotion to senior worker. He even secretly and deliberately destroyed the newly installed new equipment, causing the death of Lao Jia who was trying out the new equipment.

Today, after dinner, Yi Zhonghai and his wife took a stool and sat at the door of their house. The street office convened a general meeting of the whole hospital, and Yi Zhonghai would not dare to be absent even if he had the courage. You know, he still has to go to the street office every day to receive education.

Yi Zhonghai smoked non-stop while gazing at the residents gathered in the middle courtyard with gloomy eyes. In the past, whenever he showed up, many residents would come up to him and greet him warmly and exchange a few words. But now, people have left and the tea has been cold to him. He had just been relieved of his position as the manager, and when these ungrateful people in the courtyard saw him sitting here, no one came over to say hello.

Even that damned traitor Jia Dongxu was now sitting at the door of his house opposite with a gloomy face, and had no intention of coming over to say hello. It was obvious that after he went home and scolded Qin Huairu, he learned from Qin Huairu that it was him who asked her to pester Sha Zhu, which caused the fool to publicly humiliate him. Jia Dongxu really didn't dare to do anything to Sha Zhu. First of all, although Sha Zhu was several years younger than him, this bastard had eaten better than others since he was a child. In addition, he practiced cooking skills all day long and had developed a lot of strength far beyond ordinary people. It was said that he had also learned from those guys who practiced wrestling on the overpass for a period of time. If he started fighting, he might not be his opponent. In addition, Sha Zhu's words also woke him up. This fool was now the official chef of the cafeteria of the Security Department Training Base, and he was really a member of the factory security department. If he beat up the staff of the security department for no reason, he might really be locked up in the small black room of the security department. After all, Yi Zhonghai was no longer the manager of the courtyard, and he couldn't stop others from reporting to the security department.