Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

The people in the courtyard started discussing it, and some of the older people were unhappy. They had worked so hard and still hadn't had a birthday party yet? Why should an old woman like him have a birthday party in the courtyard? People in the old city were very concerned about appearances, and they were also unhappy.

If they really didn't have to pay a penny for the banquet, then they would be very happy. After listening to the analysis of the clear-minded neighbor, he knew that with the little money they donated, they couldn't even have enough porridge, let alone a banquet. It was definitely impossible to ask them to donate more money. Their family's living conditions were also very difficult, and the pressure of life was also very great.

Yi Zhonghai was scolded by Wang Chunhua for a few times, and he felt very unhappy. He felt that he was also an old man, and he felt uncomfortable being scolded by Director Wang in front of everyone in the courtyard. But the higher the rank, the more powerful he was. If the leader scolded him, he had to endure it.

Wang Chunhua snorted coldly and said, "Yi Zhonghai, I think there are some problems with your thinking. I think your position as the manager should be left to..." Wang Chunhua was about to dismiss Yi Zhonghai's position, but the old lady Long beside her hurriedly said, "Xiao Wang, it seems that things have not come to that point yet. Can you listen to what I have to say?"

Wang Chunhua nodded. Although the old lady was a bit of a scoundrel, a few years ago a very powerful person once told her that the old lady seemed to have made some contributions and asked them to take good care of her. The big man had not come in recent years, but for the sake of his official hat, Director Wang felt that he had to listen to the old lady.

Director Wang sighed and said unhappily, "Just tell me what you want to say. I, Wang Chunhua, am listening." Over the years, since that big shot came, this old lady Long has been asking him for help. Wang Chunhua was a little helpless, but after thinking about the background of old lady Long, she had to bite the bullet and agree.

In fact, Yi Zhonghai was not his ideal manager. The ideal manager was He Daqing, the father of Sha Zhu. But He Daqing ran away for some reason, so he could only choose the shortest one, and Yi Zhonghai became the manager of the courtyard.

Old Lady Long could hear the attitude in Director Wang's tone. But Old Lady Long really had no choice. Yi Zhonghai was her old-age caregiver. If Yi Zhonghai didn't have the position of the manager, these people in the courtyard would definitely not listen to him. If these people in the courtyard didn't listen to him, how could she show off her power in the courtyard?

Old Lady Long sighed and said, "Director Wang, this man is not without faults. Zhonghai wanted to make an old lady like me happy, so he wanted to arrange a birthday party for me. Please forgive him this time. Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter in the steel mill, and he is a person of status after all. He can manage the people in the courtyard. If Zhonghai is gone, won’t the courtyard be in chaos?"

Liu Haizhong, who was standing next to her, was furious when he heard this. What did the old lady mean? Was Liu Haizhong not a human being? He wanted to argue with the old lady, but he looked at Wang Chunhua next to him and suppressed his anger. But he couldn't hide the expression on his face.

Xu Damao saw this scene and looked down on Liu Haizhong. It wasn't that Xu Damao looked down on Liu Haizhong and thought that Liu Haizhong had no brains at all. Xu Damao thought that he could make Liu Haizhong run around in circles just by his size. He shook his head helplessly and really didn't know what to say.

Old lady Long said a lot of nonsense, and finally saw Director Wang still had the same expression. Old lady Long walked to Director Wang with a cane and whispered, "Xiao Wang, someone should have asked you to take good care of me." Wang Chunhua said with a dark face, "Old lady, what do you want to do? You are not threatening me."

Old Mrs. Long waved her hand and said, "I'm just an old woman who is about to die. I just want to live a good life in this courtyard. Zhonghai is my guarantee for the future, you see..." Old Mrs. Long stared at Wang Chunhua closely. After weighing the pros and cons, Wang Chunhua sighed and said, "You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the living crime. Submit a 1000-word self-criticism to me tomorrow morning, and punish Yi Zhonghai to sweep the courtyard for a month."

Wang Chunhua wanted to leave with a gloomy face, but after thinking for a while, she said to Old Lady Long, "Old Lady, I hope you can take care of yourself. Sometimes you have to control your mouth. The three words "old ancestor" have long become a thing of the past. That is the dregs of the times. Think about it clearly."

Wang Chunhua left with a dark face, and Mrs. Long was obviously very unhappy. She just wanted to spend her 60th birthday peacefully, so what? The 100th birthday was his obsession, and he had to celebrate it anyway. He took out 100 yuan from his pocket and said to the neighbors in the courtyard, "Okay, take back the money you paid. Here is the yuan, Xiao Yan, please go to the market tomorrow, and come back early tomorrow night. It's my old lady's birthday, and everyone should have fun."

Yan Fugui's face was full of smiles when he saw the ten big unity notes in the hand of old lady Long. Just when he was about to take the money from the old lady's hand, old lady Long moved the money away half an inch and said, "I'm giving you the money, and the ingredients you buy must be top-notch. If you dare to fool me with those inferior things, then I'll never let you go, understand?"