Siheyuan: Father Yi Zhonghai and Sister-in-law Lou Xiaoe

When Wang Tiejun saw his wife bringing the dishes over, he shut up.

"Here, both of you, eat this apple. It's very sweet."

"My son brought it back to me, but I couldn't bear to eat it."

Wang Tiejun directly took an apple, broke it in half, and handed it to Yi Bufan and Xu Xiaoran.

"Thank you Aunt Wang."

Yi Bufan saw that Wang Tiejun's grip was quite strong.

However, Apple is really good nowadays.

Although it is big, it does not affect the quality.

Unlike apples decades later, if you come across one this big, you have to consider whether it is rotten inside.

"Coming to Aunt Wang's place is like coming home, so don't be shy."

Wang Tiejun stood up and took out the dishes and chopsticks.

"Auntie Wang, what did you mean when you said the clues returned to the Siheyuan?"

When Yi Bufan saw Wang Tiejun's wife leave, he asked again.

"Is such that."

"Your parents must have lived in the courtyard for nearly 30 years."

"During this period, I left the courtyard intermittently."

“But it’s not too long.”

"Maybe just a few months."

"When you were born, it was almost less than twenty years ago."

"That time when I left, it took a little longer."

“It was during that period that a lot of things happened in and around the courtyard.”

"Because that was also the time when the little ones were at their most rampant, and it was also the time when some gaps appeared on our side."

"At first I didn't feel anything, but I always felt that so many things were happening too close together, and something was wrong."

"Afterwards, there was also information showing that someone related to your mother had been to the Siheyuan."

"Later, your father, Yi Zhonghai, and your aunt returned to live in the courtyard again."

"You were lost during that time, too."

"This is the information I have found so far."

"Here is some information about what happened in the Siheyuan and its surroundings during that period. Take a look at it yourself."

"I will help you check this matter."

"But don't worry."

"In addition, it is confirmed that the deaf old lady is not a relative of a martyr."

“No definite answer has been given.”

"It should all be caused by herself, or by others' misleading."

As Wang Tiejun spoke, he gave Yi Bufan a few more pieces of folded paper.

"Then why does your street office visit the deaf old lady every year?"

I have seen Xu Xiaoran several times since I was a child.

"That has little to do with the martyr's family. The policy from above is to treat every elderly person well."

"Especially elderly ladies like the deaf old lady, who always have high prestige and can affect the perceptions of the neighbors around them at any time."

As the leader of the subdistrict office, Wang Tiejun naturally understood that if the subdistrict office wanted to handle so many neighborhood affairs, it should go among the masses.

No matter where they are, these top old men and women have a natural cohesive force.

Everyone thinks that since he has lived for so long, he has seen a lot of things and naturally understands a lot.

“It seems that most people in the courtyard have been deceived by the deaf old lady.”

Xu Xiaoran wanted to say that their family was deceived.

"Maybe."

"But it doesn't matter. There won't be any conflicts anyway."

"Come on, eat quickly."

"Bufan, have a drink with your uncle."

When Wang Tiejun saw his wife coming over, he quickly greeted her.

"Okay, drink less, we still have to go to work in the afternoon."

"He has just been the deputy captain for a short time. He cannot be caught."

Yi Bufan collected all the information.

I became more and more interested in the cause of my mother's death.

"Yes, that's right. You must have a correct work attitude."

"Your security department has more power than our street office."

"Sometimes, even the police station has to show some courtesy to you when they see you."

Wang Tiejun nodded silently, and he agreed with Yi Bufan's idea.

"Perform well, work for a year or so, and ask your aunt to write you a letter of recommendation to see if you can become the captain."

Wang Tiejun's wife raised the wine cup and clinked it with Yi Bufan.

"Old Liao, you can't say such nonsense."

"Whether Bufan can become the captain depends on Bufan's ability. It has nothing to do with my recommendation letter."

Wang Tiejun glared at his wife, then looked at Yi Bufan: "When your captain is about to retire, let me know."

Although on the surface Wang Tiejun refused to allow such favoritism to happen.

However, you can still help secretly.

As long as the recommendation letter is given appropriately, it is easy to get promoted.

"Actually, you can be a vice-captain now."

"If I become the captain, then the responsibility will be even greater."

"I've only been working in the security department for two or three months."

"If I get promoted too quickly, I'm afraid someone will have complaints."

Although Yi Bufan felt that being a captain would definitely be much better than being a deputy captain, he couldn't say it directly.

You have to take into account that you are facing the director of the street office, so it is better to say something more official.

At least people are willing to listen.

Even if I really want to help him, I won't decide whether to say it now or not.

"That's right. Otherwise, why do you say that Bufan has a high level of awareness?"

"The future is definitely limitless."

Wang Tiejun smiled and picked up a piece of meat for Yi Bufan.

"Haha, good boy, your Aunt Wang often mentions you."

"I was wondering if you had found a supernatural being."

"You know, your Aunt Wang is considered an iron lady by others."

"Normally, her eyes are on the top of her head, and not many people can catch her eye."

"You are an exception."

Old Liao said as he filled Yi Bufan's glass again.

"What did you say!"

"What iron lady? Do you think I'm not gentle to you?"

Wang Tiejun waved his iron fist.

"Gentle, of course gentle."

Old Liao quickly nodded and bowed, and picked up a few dishes for Wang Tiejun, all of which were her favorites.

In the end, she succumbed to Wang Tiejun's iron tenderness.

Both Xu Xiaoran and Yi Bufan couldn't help laughing.

Maybe, this is what it means to be a henpecked person.

Every move is filled with love.

......

It is said that people miss their loved ones more during the festive season.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival should be the happiest one for Yi Zhonghai and Auntie in all the years.

In previous years, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yi Zhonghai and Auntie would buy a lot of meat and noodles, contact Sha Zhu and the deaf old lady, and then have a reunion dumpling together.

This year, the couple went out together early in the morning.

"I told you that you didn't have to come with me. Why were you so relieved before, but not today?"

An old lady was walking and scolding Yi Zhonghai.

"I'm worried that you won't be able to carry it all. We have a lot of things to buy today."

"Buy another old hen for Xiao Ran, and I also asked someone to collect a few wild pigeons from the countryside... Oh, and don't forget the mooncakes."

"I still have to go buy some sesame cakes. The ones I bought for Bufan and his friends last time have already been eaten. They like to eat them..."

Yi Zhonghai and his wife were discussing what to buy while walking, and even people passing by thought that this was what happiness looked like.