Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

About half a month later, the weather was already very hot. One day, Bai Xiuying hurriedly returned home with a letter and handed it to Yi Zhonghai who was drinking tea at the table. Bai Xiuying looked a little uncomfortable and said, "Zhonghai, how about I give the child support that He Daqing gave me?"

Yi Zhonghai's face darkened, and he glared at his wife fiercely. Bai Xiuying, who was standing next to him, was startled. Yi Zhonghai took a sip of tea and said, "Xiuying, what do you mean?" Bai Xiuying thought for a moment and said, "I mean to return the child support that He Daqing gave to He Yuzhu! I've been feeling a little scared lately, as if something is going to happen?"

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and said, "What can happen? I have my own ideas about this matter." Yi Zhonghai took out the letter on the table and took a look at it. He snorted coldly, picked up a match beside him, and lit the letter. The great unity in the envelope naturally fell into Yi Zhonghai's hands. Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and said, "It has been so many years. It is likely that He Daqing will not come back from Baocheng, or it is not certain that He Daqing is dead."

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to let the money flow out of his hands. He was still thinking about using the ten dollars to support his lover. He had been working hard on Xu Erni's belly in the past few months, so why didn't Xu Erni's belly respond?

His eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Bai Xiuying beside him. This yellow-faced old woman, when Xu Erni gets pregnant, he must get rid of this old woman first. An old hen that doesn't lay eggs, and can't eat meat if kept at home, what's the point of keeping it?

Yi Zhonghai looked at Bai Xiuying and said, "Old lady, I have my own opinion on this matter. You must not act on your own. Do you understand?" Yi Zhonghai looked at Bai Xiuying with a stern look. If Bai Xiuying really dared to make any trouble and affect the important task of continuing the Yi Zhonghai family's lineage, don't blame him for being rude.

The nearest post office to Nanluogu Street in Sijiu City is a few streets away, not far from No. 95 compound. He Yuzhu and his wife had already discussed that today they would pull down the bastard Yi Zhonghai from the altar. The couple looked at each other and then walked into the hall of the post office.

He Yuzhu smiled and asked a little girl, "Hey, can I ask this lady something?" The little girl also seemed very enthusiastic. She stroked the black hair beside her ears and said, "Oh, comrade, what can I do for you?" He Yuzhu said, "It's like this, comrade. My father went to work in Baocheng more than ten years ago, and then he also settled down there."

"Some time ago, we accidentally got a piece of news that my father would send money and letters to my brother and me every month. But my sister and I didn't receive a single letter, let alone money. So I wanted to come to our post office to check what was going on."

He Yuzhu explained the whole story very clearly. Not only the receptionist was very surprised, but also the ordinary people in the hall were very surprised. The receptionist also realized the importance of this matter and quickly said to He Yuzhu and his wife, "Are you sure your father sent you a letter and money, and you didn't receive a penny in all these years?"

He Yuzhu took out his ID from his pocket, smiled and said, "Oh, yes, I can't use this to deceive people. Uh, my name is He Yuzhu, and I'm the canteen director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Since my father went to Baocheng to start a family in 1953, he has sent ten yuan to my brother and me every month."

He Yuzhu winked at his wife, and Qin Huairu nodded. He took out a piece of paper from a pile of papers in his small cloth bag and said with a smile, "Yes, comrade, we went to see my father-in-law for this a few days ago. This small cloth bag is full of stubs from the past ten years."

The receptionist didn't understand what was going on, and the deputy director of the post office happened to come in. The receptionist told the deputy director about it, and the deputy director immediately showed a thoughtful look on his face. Today's incident was very strange.

The deputy director smiled and said to He Yuzhu and his wife, "Hello, comrade. Let me introduce myself. I am the deputy director of this post office. My name is Chen Tianming. Can I see a few more stubs left by your father? This matter is too big. If it is true, I think this matter must be reported to the police."

After getting her husband's consent, Qin Huairu took out two more passbooks from the small cloth bag. Chen Tianming looked at them and nodded, saying to the couple, "Comrades, this matter is too big, we must call the police, what do you think?" He Yuzhu naturally agreed, and nodded with a smile and said, "Well, I agree with what the deputy director said, we must find out the person behind the corruption."

Chen Tianming made a gesture of invitation and said, "Comrades, please come to my office and sit for a while. We can discuss this matter after the public security comrades come." He Yuzhu nodded, and Chen Tianming said to the girl he had just received, "Hey, Xiao Zhang, who is the messenger on Nanluogu Street?"

Xiao Zhang thought about it and finally said a name, "It seems to be Duan Haibin?" Chen Tianming nodded and said, "Go and call that guy over to me. Remember, don't say anything unnecessary. Just say that I have something to talk to him about." Xiao Zhang nodded and went inside to look for someone.

He Yuzhu and his wife walked into Chen Tianming's office, and Chen Tianming poured two cups of tea for them. Then he chatted with He Yuzhu. After learning that the young man in front of him was the canteen director of a large factory like the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, Chen Tianming was surprised.

Chen Tianming said to He Yuzhu in admiration, "Oh, it's true that heroes emerge from youth since ancient times! I didn't expect that Brother He has achieved so much at such a young age! I really admire him." Although the post office is also a very good unit, it is still not as good as the welfare of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. In this post office, there are still two deputy directors like him.

Chen Tianming's tone couldn't help but sound a little humble, and he kept saying no to He Yuzhu and his wife! He Yuzhu also knew that Chen Tianming was not to blame for this matter, so he didn't show any displeasure to him, and the two of them started chatting enthusiastically again.