I messed up the Siheyuan

Although he was unhappy, Yi Zhonghai still suppressed his anger.

Jia Dongxu can't live without him now.

Similarly, he cannot do without Jia Dongxu.

The younger generation in the hospital are no longer close to him and don't listen to his calls.

Even Sha Zhu, after marrying the widow, gradually drifted away from him.

Even now, I don't walk with him after get off work.

And in the factory, I am almost becoming a lonely person.

Just like today, such a big thing happened, but apart from Jia Dongxu, no one came over to say anything to comfort him.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai sighed slightly in his heart.

Then, he patted Jia Dongxu on the shoulder and said in a gentle voice, "Dongxu, Master understands your thoughts.

Don't worry...

Master, even if my salary is reduced, I will still provide support to your family in the future.

Um!..."

At this point, he pondered for a while before continuing: "Let's do this!... Later!...

Here, Master, I'll give you thirty kilograms of food and twenty yuan every month!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed across Jia Dongxu's face.

Then, he said with gratitude: "Master, thank you so much!

From now on, if we can get this food and money from you every month, our family won’t have to worry anymore.

If you eat sparingly, you can always get by.

To be honest...

Our family is going to be out of food again these days.

I wanted to talk to you, but I was a little...”

These words made Yi Zhonghai's face pause slightly.

But he still pretended to be angry and said, "Dongxu, you are such a jerk.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about in front of Master.

Let's put it this way! ...

After returning, go to the master and get five kilograms of corn flour. "

"Hey! Hey!... Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!..."

......

When it was almost time to get off work that day, Guo Dapiezi and Ma Shangyong each found Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong and informed them about the floating salary.

This made Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong feel a little better.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, one is an eighth-level fitter and the other is a seventh-level forger, both are senior workers in their workshops.

Even if their work grade is downgraded to level four, when the workshop arranges production tasks, it is impossible to let them process level four workpieces.

It is even more impossible to assign workpieces below level four to them.

That's simply a waste of talent!

Therefore, even if they were demoted, the work they did would not be any different from before.

As technical masters in the workshop, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong used to work on workpieces of the same level as their own.

Only when there are no high-level workpieces will they be asked to process those level six or level seven workpieces.

If you calculate it this way, the economic losses of the two are actually not that great.

It’s only about 10 or 20 yuan per month at most.

This also made the two of them feel much more at ease.

.......

When they were going home from get off work, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu had just walked out of the factory gate. Before they had taken a few steps, they saw Liu Haizhong waiting on the side of the road with a big belly.

When he saw Yi Zhonghai, he hurried over to greet him.

For Yi Zhonghai, this was a unprecedented first.

The two of them have been secretly competing with each other over the years.

Liu Haizhong wanted to surpass Yi Zhonghai and act like the boss.

And Yi Zhonghai wanted to firmly suppress Liu Haizhong and make him the second in command forever.

So, although the two of them lived in the same courtyard, they had never gone to get off work together over the years.

After coming closer, Liu Haizhong's face turned slightly red, and then he said awkwardly: "Lao Yi, today, let's go back together?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded, turned around and said to Jia Dongxu behind him: "Dongxu, go back first! I want to talk to your uncle!"

Jia Dongxu responded obediently and immediately quickened his pace.

that's all...

Jia Dongxu walked quickly in front, while Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong walked slowly behind.

It didn't take long before the two of them could no longer see Jia Dongxu's back.

At this time, Liu Haizhong said hesitantly: "Old Yi, you said...

We have received such a severe punishment in the factory, will the street police remove us from office?"

"Withdrawn?" Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about the title of master?"

"Yes!..." Liu Haizhong nodded heavily.

"Hmm!" Yi Zhonghai pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head, "Probably not!"

"No?" Liu Haizhong asked excitedly, "Really?"

"I don't think so!" Yi Zhonghai explained: "Old Liu, think about it! ...

As the elders in the hospital, when we see something bad happening, we report it to our superiors or even write a letter of complaint. What's wrong with that?

Isn't this the purpose of letting us be the bosses on the streets?

We can't do what we should do and then be punished or even beaten by the street! "

"Yes! Yes! Yes!..." Liu Haizhong's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, "Lao Yi, you are right!

We can't say that we are being punished for doing what we are supposed to do!

After that, who will work for them?"

Yi Zhonghai's words not only made Liu Haizhong feel relieved, but also made him feel relieved.

It seems to be the case.

The subdistrict office removed the three uncles from their positions without any reason at all.

That is to say...

This report would only mean that Liu Haizhong and I would lose 10 to 20 yuan per month at most.

As for the rest, it remains the same as it should be.

After realizing this, Yi Zhonghai's slightly frowned brows relaxed a little and his steps became lighter.

However, his good mood only lasted until he reached the gate of No. 95 compound.

When he and Liu Haizhong stepped into the compound, Yan Fugui ran over with tears streaming down his face, crying.

"Old Yi! Old Liu!..."

“It’s incredible!”

"How can I live?"

"What are we going to do with our family in the future?"

“Wuwu…Wuwu…What should I do? What should I do?”

Yan Fugui's look made Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong confused.

Yi Zhonghai said comfortingly: "Old Yan!...Don't worry!

If you have anything to say, let’s talk slowly! "

The commotion also alarmed the people in the front yard.

Everyone came out of their homes and gathered together.

Even the neighbors in the middle courtyard and the back yard came out from the hanging flower gate.

Yan Fugui wiped the tears from his face and was about to speak, but found...

There was already a large crowd of people gathered around.