Siheyuan, my new life

If it were in the past, according to Jia Zhang's temper, she would have started to summon Lao Jia long ago. However, today, not only Director Wang of the Street Office, Director Chang of the Police Station, but also the two directors of the Security Department were present. Jia Zhang herself was not stupid. She knew that if she dared to summon Lao Jia in front of these leaders tonight, whether Lao Jia could come up or not, she would definitely be arrested and taken away together. Therefore, Jia Zhang was particularly quiet tonight. Even when Qin Huairu went home to get the quilt, she just opened her mouth but did not dare to make any sound. As for Jia Dongxu, he was like a turtle now, hiding in the shadows alone, staring at Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu and He Daqing with vicious eyes, thinking about how to retaliate against these people in the future. As for the four leaders next to the Eight Immortals Table, Jia Dongxu's brain was not wrong, so how could he dare to think about retaliating against these leaders? He knew how many bowls of dry rice he had to eat.

When Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu reluctantly came out of the courtyard with quilts in their hands and followed several leaders out of the courtyard, tonight's general meeting of the courtyard was officially over. The residents of Courtyard No. 95 were talking about what happened tonight in twos and threes while walking towards their homes. After all, it was getting late and they had to go to work to earn money tomorrow.

He Daqing, Fang Dahu and Li Botao, the three managers, stood outside the gate of No. 95 Siheyuan, watching the two jeeps slowly leave. Li Botao suddenly said, "I guess this is the first time Qin Huairu has ever ridden in a car, but I guess she's not in a very good mood right now."

He Daqing, Fang Dahu and the five managers of the other two courtyards nearby could not help laughing after hearing this. Just as everyone was about to leave, He Daqing smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work tonight, brothers. Please wait a moment." Turning around, he saw his son walking towards him in a hurry. Under the puzzled gaze of everyone, He Daqing took a pack of Peony cigarettes from his son, opened it, and stuffed a box for each of them.

At first, everyone was embarrassed to ask for it, but in the end, Li Botao smiled and said, "We are all not outsiders. We came to the meeting tonight mainly for Zhuzi. Brothers, please don't be polite. Go back and have a good rest early."

So the other two courtyards' managers took the Mudan cigarette and left the No. 95 courtyard with a smile. However, everyone knew that the street office had notified them to come to the court tonight. Although it was not stated explicitly, these people had survived the war years, so who would be out of their minds? Of course, they knew what the street office meant, which was to explain the matter clearly in their respective courtyards and tell the residents of the courtyard what Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu had done. The main purpose was to clear the bad name of He Daqing's son.

In fact, even if He Daqing didn't distribute cigarettes to everyone in the end, they would have to make arrangements according to the intention of the street office after returning. However, with this box of cigarettes, everyone felt very comfortable. They had to admit that since becoming the canteen director of the Security Department Training Base, He Daqing's way of speaking and doing things has changed a lot compared to before.

He Daqing chatted with Fang Dahu and Li Botao for a few more words, then gave the remaining two boxes of Peony cigarettes to each of them, and then everyone went home.

He Yuzhu held a Mudan cigarette in his mouth and walked into the house, whispering: "Dad, why did you ask me to come back and get a pack of Mudan cigarettes to give to those people?"

He Daqing closed the door. When the meeting was over tonight, the little girl was still clamoring to sleep with the old lady. Before He Daqing could say anything, the deaf old lady happily took Xiao Yushui to the backyard. The sound of the old and the young talking and laughing could be heard faintly.

He Daqing sat at the eight-immortals table, poured a cup of herbal tea, took a sip, pointed to the chair opposite, and motioned his son to sit down.

He Yuzhu also poured himself a cup of tea and took a big sip. He had said a lot in his speech at the whole hospital meeting tonight, but he was too excited to pay attention just now. Only now did he feel dry mouth.

In the past, He Daqing always felt that his son was still young, and since Zhu was so talkative, he was too lazy to tell him many things. Now he realizes that his son has grown up, and many social conventions need to be taught by him as a father.

He Daqing took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette, then whispered: "Zhu Zi, you are now officially working, so you need to start learning a lot of things, especially some social etiquette. You asked me why I still gave them cigarettes, so let me ask you a question first, why did those people come to our courtyard tonight to attend this courtyard-wide meeting that has nothing to do with them?"

He Yuzhu snorted disdainfully: "Of course it was because of the notice from the street office. Wasn't I in Secretary Lin's office at the time? I was also present when Director Qin made the arrangement."

He Daqing smiled lightly and continued to ask: "Then do you know why Director Qin took the initiative to help deal with Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, and even deliberately arranged for you to support and vent your anger?"

He Yuzhu said nonchalantly: "That must be because of my master, Deputy Director Xiong. Director He, you don't have such a big face."

He Daqing smiled bitterly and shook his head. His son was still so annoying. But tonight he had to explain the key points to him, so that he wouldn't be confused in the future. So he asked again: "Why did Deputy Director Xiong accept you as his apprentice? Don't say that you are naturally intelligent."

He Yuzhu frowned and thought carefully for a long time before he spoke: "At that time, I just thought it was fun, so I imitated the movements of Deputy Director Xiong who was boxing on the training ground. Later, Deputy Director Xiong came over and asked me if I wanted to learn Bajiquan from him. I was overjoyed at the time, so of course I agreed. You know, when I was practicing wrestling on the overpass before, I heard people say more than once that Taiji can bring peace to the world and Baji can determine the fate of the world. I have wanted to learn it for a long time, but unfortunately I never had the chance."

He Daqing took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile: "Zhu Zi, have you ever thought about why Deputy Director Xiong offered to teach you Bajiquan? Let me remind you, don't think you are a martial arts genius. The one who taught you wrestling was my friend. He told me a long time ago that although your brain is not too stupid, you are not a very smart kid. If you want to learn a skill, you can only work hard, rely on practice makes perfect, and rely on your own hard work to practice."