I messed up the Siheyuan

The second uncle is the least cunning and the least patient.

Therefore, he immediately became furious, pointed at Wang Ping and shouted loudly.

"Hey!...You guys...I'm talking to you guys!"

"The meeting is about to start. Why are you guys sitting so far away from each other?"

"Nice!"

"Come and sit down for me."

"Hurry up..."

"Second uncle..." Wang Ping stood up and responded with a smile: "Don't bother, it's good for us to sit here, it's spacious and not crowded!"

"Pingzi, you!..." Liu Haizhong was about to get angry...

Yi Zhonghai, who was standing next to him, waved his hand and said in a magnanimous manner, "Okay, Lao Liu, let them sit wherever they like!

It’s getting late, let’s get started!

Start early, finish early!

Tomorrow, everyone has to get up early and go to work!"

"Then..." Liu Haizhong grunted, feeling that he couldn't say anything, so he nodded solemnly and waved his hand proudly, "Okay! Then let them sit there!"

Maybe the three uncles had already discussed it before.

Therefore, Liu Haizhong stopped talking and Yan Fugui stood up with a smile.

"Everyone already knows what happened last night, so I won't repeat it again."

"As the saying goes, if a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father!"

"As a father, I have to take responsibility for the mistakes made by our Yan Jiekuang."

"According to the compensation standard set by the uncle last night, our family needs to compensate the sister-in-law of the Jia family with a new pair of pants and ten kilograms of corn flour."

"My wife is already making the new pants for Sister-in-law Jia!"

"In two or three days, it will be ready."

"As for the ten kilograms of corn flour, I have already delivered it this afternoon."

"Oh! ...By the way..."

"I also delivered the ten kilograms of corn flour as compensation to Zhuzi this afternoon."

"Here, I bow to Jia's sister-in-law and Zhuzi again and say 'I'm sorry'."

After saying this, Yan Fugui actually bent down.

In the past, when encountering such occasions, Yi Zhonghai would arrange Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu to act as supporting actors to make the scene look better.

Now, he had just fallen out with Sha Zhu, so Sha Zhu naturally wouldn't come over to support him.

So today's scene was a bit awkward.

After Yan Fugui finished speaking, only Jia Dongxu clapped his hands and started shouting.

"Good!... Uncle San said it well!..."

"Uncle San is so arrogant!..."

"Third Uncle, since you have done everything that needs to be done, let me express my opinion on behalf of our Jia family."

"The matter of your family's Jie Kuang has been turned over in our Jia family."

......

Although Jia Dongxu spoke beautifully, he was just performing a one-man show and could not liven up the atmosphere at all.

After he shouted a few times and saw that few people responded, he sat down feeling bored.

The fact that his old apprentice, Jia Dongxu, failed to liven up the atmosphere of the meeting also made Yi Zhonghai lose face.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he had to give Liu Haizhong a wink and ask him to pick up the conversation quickly.

I don’t know what kind of magic potion Yi Zhonghai had given Liu Haizhong before, but this time he actually listened to Yi Zhonghai’s instructions.

After receiving Yi Zhonghai's gaze, he immediately stood up with his big belly.

"That... um!... the compensation for the Third Master's family... um!... is already completed."

"what!..."

"Next, let's talk about...Xu Damao's problem..."

"He actually encouraged Yan Jiekuang to set off firecrackers under the window of Shazhu's wedding night?"

"How could he... um!... do that?"

"His character...ah...is extremely bad!"

"We must punish severely..."

......

For a long time, there has been something that has been bothering Liu Haizhong extremely.

That is...

He is the second uncle of the No. 95 compound, but...

Every time there was a meeting of the whole school, he was too nervous to say anything meaningful.

It’s okay this time!

Yi Zhonghai broke down what he was going to say in advance, crushed it, and fed it to him.

He just had to say it as he had practiced before.

Not to mention, he spoke really well according to what Yi Zhonghai taught him.

At least, he felt pretty good about it.

Looking at the people in the conference hall, their eyes were focused on me, and they listened carefully to every word I said...

Liu Haizhong was very happy.

He felt like he had eaten a ginseng fruit. His whole body, inside and out, felt clear and refreshed...

However, what Yi Zhonghai taught him was actually not much.

He talked for a while and then he had almost finished his speech.

In order to experience this clear and comfortable feeling for a longer time, Liu Haizhong rolled his eyes and repeated what he had said before.

Then the second time, the third time...

When he said it for the fourth time, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Fugui beside him had already turned their faces as dark as ink.

When he said it for the fifth time...

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore.

Ma Erkui's father, Ma Wenyu, who was in the backyard, raised his hand and interrupted Liu Haizhong, "Lao Liu, that's enough!

You've been repeating the same thing for the fifth time.

Please continue speaking!"

"Well!..."

Liu Haizhong stopped unwillingly.

Then he glared at Marvin again.

This kid actually dragged himself out of that wonderful state.

Humph! ...I will teach him a lesson later!

Ah! ...No! ...

Ma Wenyou is not a junior in the courtyard.

He is of the same generation as me, and I seem unable to handle him.

Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong’s eyes became clear.

He withdrew it reluctantly, stared at Ma Wenyou's vicious eyes, then coughed dryly and said, "Well! ... According to what the uncle decided last night, the punishment for Xu Damao is like this."

"Xu Damao's compensation to Sha Zhu is ten yuan and ten kilograms of coarse grains!"

"Xu Damao's compensation to Jia Zhang is 20 yuan and 20 kilograms of coarse grains!"

"In addition, Xu Damao will also have to make a profound self-examination at the whole institute meeting."

"Um!..."

"He should not only apologize to the two victims, Sha Zhu and Jia Zhang, but also to everyone in the hospital."

"After all, the sound of the firecrackers woke up everyone in the hospital."

Having said that, Liu Haizhong, who was talking until his mouth was dry, picked up a small teacup in front of him, tilted his head back and gulped down the water in the teacup.

Only then did he understand why Yi Zhonghai always held such a large teacup every time there was a meeting of the whole institute.

It turns out that after talking too much, your mouth becomes dry and you don’t bring enough water, so it’s not enough to drink!

Moreover, Liu Haizhong also felt that...

Lifting up the teacup and taking a sip while speaking really shows how leadership-like you are.

Thinking of this, he secretly decided...

I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow and buy a big teacup.

A teacup that is bigger than Yi Zhonghai's.