Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

"Da Zhuang, Ye Chuan is a talented man. From now on, you should follow him and learn something from him," Han Lifen warned.

“Sister, don’t worry.

As long as Brother Ye tells me to do it, I will do it." Fatty promised firmly.

Soon they arrived at the street office and Ye Chuan found Director Wang. Not long after, the staff moved out the mountains of used books.

I originally thought there wouldn’t be too many, but unexpectedly the tricycle couldn’t carry that much.

After the payment was completed and they thanked Director Wang again, Ye Chuan and Fatty set off.

"Fatty, find a cooler place."

Fatty Han asked, "How about going to work?"

Facing a back seat full of books and magazines, Ye Chuan smiled and said, "Let's go after lunch and find a shady place to rest for a while!"

Hearing this, the fat man agreed immediately and quickly found an alley under a big tree as a resting place.

Ye Chuan spread out the cardboard, asked the fat man to sit on it, and tore off a piece of paper, wrote a few lines, and hung it next to the fender on the electric car.

Looking at the cardboard with the words "High Price for Recycling Old Appliances" hanging on the front of the car, Ye Chuan was puzzled: "Brother Ye, you collect these old appliances, but the prices in the store are all based on the prices for the disposal of used materials."

"It doesn't matter. If the company doesn't want it, I will take over!" Ye Chuan thought about it all night. How to effectively use his system is not a small problem.

No matter what the times are, living a comfortable life costs money, and it's a good thing to repair some old appliances and sell them to make a fortune.

Ye Chuan was leaning against the roadside reading a book when he suddenly felt sleepy and fell into a dream in a trance.

In the dream, he and the bikini beauties were laughing and playing on a yacht. Suddenly, a huge wave caused the yacht to shake. Ye Chuan woke up suddenly, rubbing his eyes and found that Fatty Han was shaking him.

"Fatty, you're shaking the boat apart! Ouch!" Fatty Han obviously didn't understand, and just reported naively: "Brother Ye, someone is here to sell an old radio."

Hearing this, Ye Chuan immediately woke up and saw a kind old lady staring at him.

"I'm sorry, Auntie. I just dozed off." Ye Chuan rubbed his eyes, stood up and answered embarrassedly.

"Young man, are you a recycler of electrical appliances?" the old lady asked with a smile.

"Yes, Auntie. We are a public institution and we guarantee to give you a reasonable price," Ye Chuan replied.

The old lady took out the old radio at her feet and asked, "See how much I can sell it for?" Ye Chuan observed this quaint radio. It was thick in texture and made of fine wood, but it was too old, with obvious dust and was damaged.

He tried it and could still hear the sound of scattered parts inside. It was obvious that it was scrapped.

"Auntie, this radio is broken and cannot be repaired. The best I can offer you is $1.50."

The old lady's eyes lit up. She had originally thought that she could only sell it for a few cents at most, but the other party offered nearly one dollar and fifty cents. It seemed that this public institution was quite trustworthy.

The old lady said, "Okay, I'll sell it. I spent fifty dollars on it at the time." As she spoke, she did not forget to emphasize.

Ye Chuan smiled without responding and handed the old man one dollar and fifty cents.

The old lady put it away with satisfaction and left in a happy mood.

Fatty Han looked at all this and muttered, "Selling such a broken thing for 1.5 yuan? It can't even be repaired. What use is it? It's no different from garbage."

"Of course it is valuable." Ye Chuan said with a smile.

Through systematic restoration and repair, it can be sold for more than 40 yuan, which means the profit is nearly 30 times, even exceeding his monthly salary.

"There are department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives everywhere for such used electrical appliances. It's very easy to repair them and sell them."

Fatty Han was too lazy to ask any more questions, as they all didn't understand the mystery.

Seeing that it was almost time, the two left together to have lunch.

At this time, Director Wang was in the street office, listening to his subordinates' work reports.

In the morning, they visited and investigated the situations of several housekeepers including Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui. She was not satisfied with their behavior, especially the official airs of Liu Haizhong, which made the neighbors show dissatisfaction.

Director Wang also contacted the steel mill in the morning and asked about the report in detail. The result was exactly the same as what he had heard and what Ye Chuan had described.

Due to Liu Haizhong's revelation, the Security Department intercepted Ye Yongshun at the factory gate during the morning meeting and went directly to Ye Chuan's unit to investigate. The incident attracted widespread witnesses and bad reactions.

"This is too much. Is this just a way of enjoying yourself by taking advantage of your position as a leader?" Director Wang slammed the table in anger.

Xiao Zheng, who was in charge of this matter, was also dissatisfied.

He had heard of this incident before, but now after further investigation, he realized that the situation was far more serious than he had heard before.

"Director, the neighbors near the courtyard where Ye Chuan lives can't stand it anymore, especially that guy with Liu Haizhong, who always acts like a senior cadre." Director Wang nodded. Considering the distance between his home and the courtyard, he will definitely go over to intervene after dinner to stop the inappropriate behavior.

This week, Liu Haizhong was quite proud of losing his position as deputy master.

The previous critical notice has been almost forgotten.

The eldest son Liu Guangfu found a partner from another place. The partner’s family was well-off and even owned a TV. The partner also admired Liu Guangfu very much.

However, as an only child, the woman hoped that Guangfu would live with her after marriage without the Liu family having to bear any expenses. She would have everything including a house, a bicycle, and even all the necessities of life, just like marrying into the Liu family's family.

Although Liu Haizhong was extremely reluctant, his son finally nodded in agreement. Thinking of his two sons, he reluctantly agreed.

When I got home, Guangfu was already waiting for me.

Liu Haizhong smiled at his wife and said, "Make some stewed eggs tonight, and we two brothers will have a good drink."

The sister-in-law was shocked. Usually her husband would only fry an egg to go with wine, and only Guangfu could enjoy this privilege. Today he actually made two at once, which was really a rare thing.

Guangfu, however, did not feel happy at all.

He looked at his father many times, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

However, Liu Haizhong didn't seem to notice and asked happily, "Why did you come back so suddenly today? Hurry up and set a date for the wedding banquet, and then ask for leave to accompany me to the neighboring province.

Work hard there and bring your grandchild home as soon as possible, and then let mom help take care of him for a few months."

Hearing this, Guangfu finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Dad, um, I discussed this with Juanzi's parents today, and they hope..."

"Don't be so hesitant, just say what you want to say!" Liu Haizhong interrupted him.

"They decided not to hold the wedding in Beijing, and said that I was busy with work, so I didn't need to ask for leave." Guangfu's voice lowered.

“Ah?!” Liu Haizhong suddenly straightened up.

Everyone in the hospital knows about my son's marriage. If I don't hold the wedding now, how can I save my dignity as the second uncle?

Then Guangfu gently revealed another piece of news: "They also said that our child's surname will follow theirs in the future."

For a moment, Liu Haizhong felt dizzy and would have almost fallen if it weren't for the back of a chair behind him.

No wedding was held in the capital, neither the wife nor himself was allowed to attend, and even the offspring were given the same surname as the husband - this was simply marrying into the wife's family in disguise! (The colloquial language used here)

It was already past 6:30 when Director Wang returned home for dinner. He didn't even clean up the table and immediately packed his clothes to go out.

"Do you have something to do at night? Where are you going?" the husband asked with a little dissatisfaction.

"I can't help but go to Master Yi's courtyard. They are really busy over there!" After the director said this, he put on his clothes and went out, leaving behind these words.

The men had no choice but to get up and take charge of washing the dishes.

When I stepped into the courtyard, I happened to see the neighbors all standing outside the door to cool off.

It was a hot summer day and even though it was already night, the heat was still felt. Within five minutes, Director Wang's clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Director Wang, where does the wind come from? How come you are here?" Seeing the director, Yan Bugui from the hospital stood up, looked at him enthusiastically and said with a smile.

"I have something to announce, Old Yan, could you please go and call Master Liu to the center of the yard?" Director Wang said and made a request.

"No problem, please wait a moment." Yan Bugui agreed and ran quickly to the backyard.

Stepping into the courtyard area, Director Wang caught a glimpse of Yi Zhonghai talking to the deaf old lady, Banggeng playing with the child Xiaodang, and Jia Dongxu sitting aside with a gloomy face.

He greeted the deaf old lady: "Old lady, are you here to enjoy the cool air as well?"

"Director Wang, is here to sit with us too?" the deaf old lady said kindly.

After chatting with the old lady for a while, Director Wang nodded to the Yi family and waited for Liu Haizhong to come.

Hearing Director Wang's voice, Ye Chuan came out of the room. His parents were fanning themselves at the door, and when they saw him appear, they were a little surprised for a moment.

Director Wang was about to strike up a conversation with Ye Chuan, but the gate behind him was opened by the footsteps of Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao.

As soon as he saw him coming, Liu Haizhong hurriedly shouted, "You are finally here, Director Wang?"

Director Wang simply nodded in response, without any extra polite words.

She glanced at the crowd gathered in the courtyard, adjusted her voice slightly, and began to speak: "That's it for tonight. There are quite a few people. I have something to announce. From now on, Master Liu Haizhong will no longer be responsible for the management of the courtyard.

Master Yi and Master Yan, please continue your service and help our neighbors.”

The smile in his bangs froze suddenly, and his face was full of confusion.

He had just taken over as the steward and was often the focus of attention at meetings.

Yi Zhonghai was also slightly surprised, while Yan Bugui found it hard to believe for a moment, as if he realized an important change: was he about to become the second-in-command?

"Why did you make this decision? Why am I no longer the leader?" Liu Haizhong asked puzzledly.

Director Wang explained: "Old Liu, you reported the source of the bicycle of the in-house master Ye Yongshun without any evidence. The responsibility of the administrator is to serve everyone, not to provoke disputes! Your reckless report has caused unnecessary misunderstandings and made our street work difficult."

Liu Haizhong tried to defend himself: "But I just want to take precautions."

At this time, Ye Chuan came over with a cigarette in his mouth and sneered, "What are you preventing? Your attitude is like treating a criminal? In the future, if anyone buys a bicycle, they will have to go to the factory to report it? This kind of defense is really too much."

At this time, Liu Yue walked up to his son, patted him gently, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaochuan, have you learned to smoke? This is at home, please be polite."

Hearing his mother's words, Ye Chuan was stunned. Remembering that he had lost his temper, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly. Then he sat down to catch his breath and continued to explain and teach.

Liu Haizhong was unable to respond for a moment. He did make the report out of dissatisfaction.

Why does Ye Yongshun own a bicycle, but he, a level 6 worker, doesn’t even have one?

"Your family is so poor, how could you afford a bicycle? I was just a little more alert, is that wrong?" He was still quibbling.

"Should we be blamed just because we are poor? Should we be judged by all the neighbors just because we want to buy a bicycle? Can you report any family that buys a bicycle with a clear conscience? Even if there is no evidence, can you be praised for your strong vigilance?" Everyone looked at him unfriendly.

"Yeah, can't we even buy bicycles?" More people echoed.

"I think Liu Haizhong is just sour grapes because he can't eat them. He can't ride a bicycle himself, but he wants to stop others from having one!" Others followed suit.