Siheyuan's opening rejection of the elderly care group

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone in the courtyard who received the notice headed for the execution ground, but along the way everyone was laughing and joking as if they were on a picnic, and no one cared about Yi Zhonghai's life or death.

On the other side, the public security police were also fully armed and led by the branch chief himself. After all, what Yi Zhonghai was planning to do was too big and he was scolded by his leader when he reported it to his superiors, so he decided to watch Yi Zhonghai being executed in person to vent his anger.

Xiao Liang personally helped Yi Zhonghai, who was tied up tightly with a wooden sign stuck behind his head and a wooden sign hanging on his chest, get into the car with the secret agent.

They were first paraded through the streets and then shot. In order to prevent people on both sides of the street from knowing their crimes, they announced the incident loudly through a loud speaker as they walked.

Yi Zhonghai was paraded through the streets again and he immediately remembered the last time. He was still very unwilling to accept it. "I just took a discarded spare part, why was I shot? I don't accept it."

But Zhang Maotian next to him had a different reaction. He lowered his head with dull eyes and said nothing. It seemed that he was mentally prepared for his fate.

"What's there to be dissatisfied about? You should be shot for betraying the national interests. In ancient times, you would have been cut into pieces. Thank goodness that this era gives you an easy death," Xiao Liang, who was responsible for escorting the two of them, looked at him with contempt.

Xiao Liang looked at Yi Zhonghai and thought, this famous eighth-level worker in the steel mill has been so sanctimonious for so many years.

If his true face had not been exposed by He Yuzhu, who would have thought that he would do so many things for his pension business and eventually end up betraying the national interests.

Looking at Yi Zhonghai who was tied up in a car by the police and was being tortured, Xiao Liang walked up to him and punched him twice in the armpit before subduing him.

The loudspeaker continued to broadcast that the execution van was moving forward, and many onlookers appeared on both sides of the street. These days, killing people requires parades, so that the people can see what the consequences of committing a crime will be.

However, in this era, the people's awareness is still very high. Of course, the courtyard house is different from others in that some people are a group of beasts.

Watching Yi Zhonghai being escorted over and listening to the various criminal plots broadcast over the loudspeaker, all kinds of rotten vegetable leaves, stones and clods of earth were thrown at him. Xiao Liang quickly called out to the police in the car to get out, since Yi Zhonghai and the other man were tied up in the car and couldn't run away anyway.

But no one expected that Yi Zhonghai's incident would cause such a stir this time. So many people came that the situation was almost out of control due to the anger, especially those who knew Yi Zhonghai. Originally, everyone was very glad that he had been released and saved his life.

No one expected that he would go too far and even become a spy. The director tried his best to appease him and ordered a team of police to be urgently dispatched to bring the situation under control.

Listening to the insults from all around, Yi Zhonghai still had an expression as if he had done nothing wrong, which made the crowd around him even more angry. They threw vegetable leaves, stones and clods of earth at the two men.

"Zhu Zi, has Yi Zhonghai arrived?" Xu Damao, who had been waiting at the execution ground for half a day, asked He Yuzhu.

"How should I know? Everyone is waiting for news here," He Yuzhu looked at Xu Damao with a strange look, as if to say that you asked an idiotic question.

"Here they come, the car is here, Yi Zhonghai is being brought here." At this time, news came from a distance.

He Yuzhu and Xu Damao were suddenly shocked and looked into the distance. They saw two policemen getting out of a car and escorting the limping Yi Zhonghai towards them.

Seeing the once powerful eighth-level worker turned into his current state, He Yuzhu let out a long breath, as if he was spitting out all the bad luck he had accumulated over the years.

"Yi Zhonghai was living a good life, but he had to make trouble and even lost his life," Yan Fugui suddenly said loudly.

Hearing someone calling his name, Yi Zhonghai looked up at the crowd and immediately found Yan Fugui in the crowd, but said nothing.

Then he looked around and found that Yan Fugui was surrounded by people from the courtyard, and everyone was looking at him with hatred.

Moreover, people standing on both sides of the courtyard were residents of the vicinity of Courtyard No. 95. They all knew each other as they had lived in the same street for many years. I don't know whether they came here to see him off or to laugh at him for getting this retribution.

"Yi Zhonghai, you were a good eighth-level worker. How could you have ended up like this if you had lived a stable life? Human greed is the root of all evil. You bullied me in the past, and you deserve this fate now," Xu Damao cursed loudly in the crowd.

Xu Damao had reason to curse Yi Zhonghai. If He Yuzhu hadn't come and changed himself and Xu Damao,

The two people were designed to love and hate each other in the courtyard and were played like monkeys. Yi Zhonghai ended up enjoying his old age, but Xu Damao had a miserable old age.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are the eldest uncle in this courtyard after all. How about I help you take the ashes back?" He Yuzhu asked loudly in the crowd.

"What do you want to do? Why do you have such good intentions?" Xu Damao looked at He Yuzhu with some confusion.

"Helping him bury him is just a matter of where to bury him. But I have the final say. I'll take some effort and sprinkle some in every toilet in this city. What do you think?" He Yuzhu said as he looked at Yi Zhonghai who was walking over.

"This is a good idea. I'll help too," Xu Damao clapped his hands in approval.

Yi Zhonghai, who happened to be walking up to He Yuzhu, heard the two people's discussion and his eyes turned red. He rushed towards them like crazy, but was subdued by the police who escorted him, and he kept cursing them.

After all, what happens after death has always been Yi Zhonghai's obsession. He went from an eighth-level worker to his current fate just to consider his own afterlife.

If he was thrown into the toilet by He Yuzhu and Xu Damao, all his work would be in vain. Thinking of Yi Zhonghai, who had just refused to admit his mistake, he suddenly became so scared that he could hardly stand.

"Zhu Zi, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Can you please forgive me?" Yi Zhonghai suddenly spoke when he arrived at the execution ground and was about to be punished.

"What's the point of apologizing now? According to your ideas, my old age will definitely be miserable, so you brought this upon yourself," He Yuzhu said loudly.

"That's right, you deserve it. Now you're about to be shot and then you apologize. It's impossible for such a good thing to happen," Xu Damao also echoed loudly.

"That's right, what's the point of saying these things when you are about to die?" People in Siheyuan who had a good relationship with He Yuzhu condemned Yi Zhonghai.

Looking at the police who were ready to execute him, Yi Zhonghai was completely panicked, "Zhu Zi, as long as you can bury me properly, I will definitely bless you, please."

"Stop daydreaming. Don't you want someone to take care of you and see you to the end of your life? You don't need care, but it's not enough that so many people in our courtyard and the surrounding neighbors will come to see you off. What a spectacular scene," Xu Damao pointed at the surrounding environment and began to provoke Yi Zhonghai.