I messed up the Siheyuan

Yan Fugui ran all the way out of Nanluoguxiang before he found a stone at the entrance of the alley and sat on it.

Then, he looked towards the direction of the Red Star Steel Mill, eagerly waiting.

However, after waiting for a while, he came to his senses.

It's only a little after three in the afternoon, and there are still more than two hours before Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong get off work!

I can't just wait here like an idiot!

It’s better to go home and wait!

Just when he was hesitating whether to go directly to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to look for Yi Zhonghai's bangs, he suddenly saw...

Wang Ping was riding a bicycle with a big bag on the back, and was coming out of Nanluoxiang.

Yan Fugui rolled his eyes, snorted heavily, and turned his head away.

However, Yan Fugui didn't want to pay attention to Wang Ping, but Wang Ping didn't want to let him go.

Wang Ping had a sly smile on his face. He exerted a little force with his hands, squeezed the brake, and stopped the bicycle directly in front of Yan Fugui.

"Yoho!... Uncle!..."

"What a coincidence!...I bumped into you at the entrance of the alley?"

"No... What are you doing standing here?"

"Oh!... I see. Are you waiting for Uncle One and Uncle Two?"

"Hey!... What time is it now? You'll have to wait."

Wang Ping's words made Yan Fugui's face turn red.

He panted, turned around, and glared at Wang Ping fiercely, "I said... Pingzi...

How does my sitting here bother you?

No, are you okay?

It's okay, get out of here!"

"Oh!..." Wang Ping said with a smile: "Uncle, you are right. I really have something to report to you.

So you don't have to report me to the security department again."

As he spoke, he lifted his clothes and let Yan Fugui see the gun on his waist.

This frightened Yan Fugui so much that he trembled, "Ping... Pingzi, what... what are you going to do?"

"Uncle, don't be afraid!" Wang Ping smiled and patted the big bag on the back seat of the car, "Do you see this bag of food?

I need to go to the countryside to exchange some food for meat.

Otherwise, the steel mill’s canteen would be out of food.

Did you also know...

Nowadays, there is a shortage of food everywhere.

We have a shortage in the cities, and there is an even greater shortage in the countryside.

I brought so much food to the countryside. If I run into someone who is not happy, not to mention that the food is stolen by others, I might...

Even your life will be lost.

For the sake of safety, the factory asked the security department to equip us purchasing agents with guns.

Who would have thought...

I just got the gun back yesterday... Hey! ...but you three reported me.

Tell me...Aren't you guys meddling in other people's business?

If you had just come over and asked last night, such a big mistake wouldn't have happened.

Besides, even if I, Wang Ping, secretly hid guns, it wouldn't be the case that I would expose them in the yard, right?

Then I am stupid!

If a gun can be exposed, it must have been obtained legally!"

After saying this, Wang Ping shook his head and rode away on his bicycle.

Yan Fugui stared blankly at Wang Ping's receding back.

He didn't sigh until he could no longer see it.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he knew that what Wang Ping said was right.

If I had asked a little more questions last night, things wouldn't have gotten so bad!

And, to make matters worse...

After seeing Wang Ping being released by the factory, they actually sent another letter of complaint to the higher authorities early in the morning.

this...

Nothing will happen, right?

Thinking of this, Yan Fugui could no longer stay there.

He took a step forward and ran towards the Red Star Steel Mill.

When he ran to the gate of Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, he suddenly saw his eldest son, Yan Jiecheng, standing at the gate, looking at something.

When Yan Jiecheng saw him, he was also a little confused.

"Dad! Why are you here?"

After asking this question, he seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of uneasiness appeared on his face.

He asked with a trembling voice, "Dad! Is there something wrong with our family?"

Yan Fugui uttered a "humph!" and waved his hand, saying, "Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm not here to see you."

"Uh!..." Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment, "Dad, you are not here to see me, then who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for your first and second uncles!" Yan Fugui said, "You happen to be here, so please help me call them."

"I..." Yan Jiecheng's face showed a bit of impatience, "Dad, it's less than two hours before we get off work.

What do you have to say? Can't you go back and talk about it?"

"Nonsense!" Yan Fugui glared, "If I wasn't in a hurry, would I have made this trip?"

"Dad!...How about..." Yan Jiecheng was a little embarrassed, "How about you wait for a while, okay?

Today, our warehouse will receive a batch of labor protection parts, I have to wait here..."

"How long do we have to wait?" Yan Fugui asked anxiously, "How about you go and call someone for me while we have this time?"

“This…” Yan Jiecheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded, “Okay! I’ll go call for you first.

But, Dad...

If a car comes later, you must ask them to wait for me to come back."

As he spoke, he shook the piece of paper in his hand again.

"Without this pass in my hand, they can't enter the factory."

"That's enough! That's enough!" Yan Fugui waved his hand. "I, your father, have been a teacher for so many years. I am an intellectual, and I can't do anything as simple as yours!"

After saying that, he urged Yan Jiecheng to go and help him call someone.

But just as Yan Jiecheng's figure disappeared around a corner of the factory's main road, a Dongfeng truck came driving over from a distance.

After the truck stopped at the door, a head popped out from the cab.

He first looked around.

Seeing that Yan Fugui was the only one hanging around near the gate, except for the armed security guards, he shouted.

"Master! ...Are you the warehouse manager of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill?"

Yan Fugui adjusted his glasses, put them on his nose, and came closer with a "hehe" smile.

"Comrade, I am not the warehouse manager of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."

"My son is, though."

"If you're here to deliver labor protection items, please wait here for a while."

"My son has gone to the factory to look for someone. He will come when I tell him to."

"This..." The truck driver looked at his watch, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "Okay! Then I'll wait!"

This wait lasted for more than ten minutes.

Not only was the truck driver anxious, but Yan Fugui also looked impatient and began to look inside the factory.