I am doing well in the Siheyuan

Snowfall may be a rare thing for people in the south.

But in the eyes of the residents of Beijing, it has long been commonplace.

Xu Damao returned to the compound in the wind and snow. Although there were bruises on his face, he was as excited and cheerful as a child.

Only those who have actually been in prison can understand the hardships and difficulties involved.

Not to mention that in prison he not only suffered from hunger and cold, but was also often beaten and bullied by fellow prisoners.

The whole person was so thin that he looked deformed.

"Hey, isn't this Xu Damao? How come he's so thin? What's wrong with his face?"

Hearing the noise, Yan Bugui glanced out through the window.

Just then I saw Xu Damao and his family.

If it weren't for the unique vulgar temperament revealed between his eyebrows, Uncle San almost didn't recognize him.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Xu Damao touched the bruises on his face, feeling resentful in his heart.

These scars are the result of Sha Zhu's instigation.

This account will be settled sooner or later!

The news of Xu Damao's return quickly spread throughout the compound.

Familiar neighbors came out to see what was going on.

Seeing his haggard appearance, everyone felt a tightness in their hearts.

"He must have suffered a lot in there, right?"

"You deserve it. There's no reason to enjoy life in prison. It's normal to suffer a little."

"This lesson is profound enough. The most important thing is to live a law-abiding life in the future."

He Yushui felt uncomfortable listening to everyone's discussion.

Thinking that my brother will have to endure several more months in prison, I can't help but feel sad.

"Okay, let's go back. Don't worry too much about Yu Shui. Sha Zhu can take care of himself."

Auntie Yi sighed and said a few words of comfort.

Aunt Er was also still in shock.

Fortunately, Liu Haizhong was only punished at the time.

Otherwise, if he went to prison, his 200-pound body would probably lose a lot of weight.

"You better behave yourself in the factory. If you cause trouble again, you won't have such good luck."

"With Deputy Director Li taking care of me, what trouble can I get into?"

There was an air of arrogance on his face and confidence in his words.

"I heard someone in the hospital say that that little bastard Ye Ming has become a model worker in your factory? Is that true?"

"The factory has posted a notice, do you think it's true or not?"

When mentioning this, Liu Haizhong's mood suddenly became gloomy.

"How did this kid get such a good life? Can our family still be avenged?"

"I'm just a model worker. There's no real benefit from all the hard work. I'm telling you, I'm going to be the deputy director of the workshop! From worker to administrator, I'll be a seventh-level cadre!"

Liu Haizhong, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally raised his eyebrows and was proud.

With the support of Deputy Director Li, promotion is only a matter of time.

"Really? You became the deputy director of the workshop? Wouldn't your salary increase a lot?"

Aunt Er widened her eyes, full of anticipation.

However, when she heard the truth, Liu Haizhong's face gradually stiffened.

After being transferred to an administrative position, I received the salary of an administrative cadre.

Combined with the original seventh-level technical worker subsidy, the actual salary actually decreased instead of increased.

If it were Yan Bugui, he would never do such a loss-making business.

But who is Liu Haizhong?

He always considers power more important than money.

In his opinion, being able to become a member of the leadership team is far more important than earning a dozen or twenty dollars more every month.

“Didn’t your salary increase?”

Seeing that Liu Haizhong's expression was not right, Aunt Er also guessed something.

Suddenly I felt a little bored.

"You have such a short-sighted vision. You will never achieve anything great in your life!"

Liu Haizhong began his long speech again.

Every family has its own difficulties and troubles.

Coming back from prison is not a glorious thing.

After Xu Damao returned home, he stayed alone in the house.

Xu's mother was busy cooking nourishing chicken soup for him.

"Why are you covered in wounds?"

Father Xu brought back some plasters from the hospital, but found that they were far from enough.

"It was all because of that kid Shazhu and his men. I will definitely get revenge!" Xu Damao gritted his teeth. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

It's all his own fault. If he had been law-abiding, he wouldn't have suffered so much.

"Let's put revenge aside for now and take care of yourself first."

"Dad, nothing big has happened in our compound in the past two months, right?"

"Your mother and I have been busy running around for you, and we really don't know much about what's going on in the hospital.

But I heard that Yi Zhonghai has stepped down from the position of Master Yi, and the new Liu Haizhong has been punished for falsely accusing the factory director and spreading rumors, and has even had one month's salary deducted."

"Also, I just got the news that Ye Ming from the yard next door was selected as a model worker at the steel mill."

"Ye Ming? Model worker? Are you kidding me? How is Ye Ming a model worker? Isn't this Director Yang abusing his power for personal gain? How could Deputy Director Li just sit back and do nothing?"

Based on this piece of information alone, Xu Damao roughly guessed the clues.

"You are no longer an employee of the steel mill, so why do you worry about this?"

Although what he said was true, Xu Damao couldn't help feeling a little unbalanced when he thought about the hardships he suffered in prison while Ye Ming was enjoying a glorious life outside.

However, now is not the time to worry about these things, he has more important things to deal with.

"Dad, have I made any progress in my work?"

Going to prison means having a stain. Now Xu Damao has been fired from the steel mill. Without a job, he has no income. He can't rely on his parents for support for a long time.

"I did find a job, in a state-owned enterprise. I can skip the apprenticeship period and get a regular salary of 27.5 yuan."

"really?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao was overjoyed. He didn't expect that there would be a state-owned enterprise willing to accept him.

The monthly salary of twenty-seven and a half dollars is not much less than before.

As long as he recovers, he can still thrive in the compound.

"When have I ever lied to you? This job is good, but it's not very decent to say it out loud."

"Undignified? What unit?"

“New Beiqiao Waste Recycling Station.”

"Recycling what? Do you want me to collect junk?" Xu Damao was stunned. If he was asked to do the job of collecting junk, who knows how he would be laughed at when Sha Zhu came out!

"No! I won't go even if you kill me!"

"That's what I think. Can't you think of another way? After the marriage with the Lou family fails, Damao has to find a new partner. If the girl knows that he works at a waste recycling station, she will hesitate no matter how good the conditions are."

The chicken soup was still stewing when Xu's mother came over and began to care about Xu Damao's marriage.

"How could I not think of it? The problem is that apart from the waste recycling station, no other state-owned enterprise is willing to take over Damao.

And I got this job by risking my reputation with a bottle of Wuliangye and a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes."

Father Xu also seemed quite helpless.

After being released from prison, his status was naturally lower than others, and being able to work in a scrap recycling station was already a good opportunity.

"Don't think this job is shameful. Look at Ye Ming from the next yard. He's doing well in the factory and has also started collecting junk."

"Ye Ming collects junk? Didn't you just say he became a model worker? What's going on?"