Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

Cheng Hao took a closer look and found that the box in Liu Haizhong's hand looked familiar. He thought about it for a moment and his eyes became serious.

Isn't this Liu Guangtian's urn? Why did Liu Haizhong come to Xining Subdistrict Office with his eldest son's ashes?

"Cheng Hao, Guangqi is a martyr who sacrificed his life for the country. You can't just ignore him..."

Liu Haizhong held the urn in one hand and climbed the stairs with the other, climbing up the stairs like a devil and rushing towards Cheng Hao.

Seeing Liu Haizhong so anxious, Cheng Hao couldn't just ignore it. He immediately led Liu Haizhong into the street office and sat down in the empty reception room to talk in detail.

"Liu Haizhong, don't be anxious. Just tell me what's going on slowly."

Liu Haizhong's eldest son died in the war, but he had two children at home. He had a stable job and a good income, so logically nothing should have gone wrong.

"Cheng Hao, you have to help me judge the situation.

I originally wanted to take Guang Qizang's ashes to the Martyrs' Cemetery for burial, but the person in charge of the cemetery said that it did not meet the requirements and asked me to find a place to bury it myself.

Now, except for the mass graves around the old city, the places with good feng shui have already been occupied by others, and you have to pay for buying a piece of land for a cemetery out of your own pocket.

My son is gone, but they are still making excuses.

We are neighbors in the same courtyard, and you watched Guangqi grow up, so you must help him."

Liu Haizhong became more and more angry as he spoke. Tears could not stop flowing and his eyes were swollen.

The departure of his eldest son was already a huge blow to Liu Haizhong, and now he had to deal with this kind of thing, which he found hard to accept.

Cheng Hao was silent for a while, then he looked at the urn on the table and said in a deep voice: "Liu Haizhong, this matter is not within my jurisdiction. The Martyrs Cemetery is under the management of the relevant departments. You should report it to Liu Guangqi's unit."

Liu Haizhong's story sounded pitiful, but Cheng Hao didn't know the specific details and didn't have much say. In addition, this matter was not under Cheng Hao's jurisdiction, so he couldn't interfere.

"what?!"

Liu Haizhong suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and said suspiciously: "You work in the street office, how come you can't even take care of such a small matter? Isn't it just a matter of a word? You are not willing to help even with such a small favor?"

Under a series of questions, Cheng Hao's expression remained calm, and he replied calmly: "Luoguxiang is not within the jurisdiction of Xining Street. Your affairs are under the jurisdiction of the local street office. Besides, the street office doesn't manage everything, at least not this matter."

Liu Haizhong was so aggressive, as if Cheng Hao owed him hundreds of millions. This was not the attitude of begging for help at all.

Not to mention that Cheng Hao has no control over this matter, even if he can, he doesn't want to.

"Weren't you in the army before?

Then you go to the army and tell them to send someone to bury Guangqi's ashes in the Martyrs' Cemetery."

Liu Haizhong was very confident and didn't feel anything was wrong.

"The army has strict discipline. I can't do whatever I want. I can't do this."

Cheng Hao did have connections in the army, and they were quite close. But he had no reason to do favors for Liu Guangqi.

"This is not okay, that is not okay either. What kind of cadre are you? You are worse than a local police officer at a police station."

Liu Haizhong looked displeased and pouted sarcastically.

Cheng Hao was not angry, he just stood up and saw the guest off.

"Liu Haizhong, there's really nothing I can do here. You should go somewhere else."

Considering the urn on the table, Cheng Hao didn't want to make things difficult for Liu Haizhong. Otherwise, with his attitude, he would just kick him out.

"Hey, what a useless thing."

Liu Haizhong picked up the urn on the table, cursed under his breath, and strode away with his head held high, completely devoid of the dejected look he had when he first came to the door.

Cheng Hao did not go out to see him off, but just watched Liu Haizhong leave the street office cursing.

After the annoying guy left, Cheng Hao walked out of the room and prepared to go upstairs to start a busy day.

But before Cheng Hao could walk up the stairs, he heard roaring and crying from outside the street office.

Cheng Hao turned around and walked out the door, wanting to see what Liu Haizhong was up to.

At the corner of the steps outside the street office, two sturdy men were lying on the ground. They were covered with a layer of white ash, their faces were blurred, and they looked very embarrassed.

Not far from the two of them was an open box with a lot of white ash remaining inside. It seemed that the ash had leaked out from inside.

"Guangqi, Guangqi, my Guangqi!"

Liu Haizhong cried and hurriedly picked up the white ash from the ground and put it back into the box carefully.

"Hey, what's going on? Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Not far away, Deputy Director Luo, who was sitting on the ground, wiped the white ash off his face and spat in complaint.

Seeing Deputy Director Luo spitting on his son's ashes, Liu Haizhong immediately went crazy. He didn't bother to clean up the ashes on the ground. He covered the box and rushed forward, pushing Director Luo to the ground, then swung his sandbag-sized fist at his face.

"Asshole, give me back my son!"

"Ah~"

Director Luo, who usually sits in the office and lives a life of luxury and lacks exercise, is no match for Liu Haizhong, a skilled fitter. He was pinned to the ground and instantly lost the ability to resist.

I can only let Liu Haizhong suppress me at will.

Seeing fists raining down on his face, Director Luo was powerless and could only shout for help.

"Help, help, help..."

As it was approaching working time, the area around Xining Subdistrict Office had become bustling, with many people attracted by Director Luo's calls and stopping to watch.

"Director, what's going on?"

Behind Cheng Hao, several street office officials came out to check the situation.

"Hurry up and pull them apart."

No matter what the situation is, fighting near the street office has a very bad impact.

Cheng Hao couldn't bear to watch Deputy Director Luo get beaten at the door.

"Yes, Director."

After receiving the order, several young men immediately ran down, grabbed Liu Haizhong's arm, and rescued Deputy Director Luo.

"Let me go, let me go, you bastards, I want to avenge my son!"

Liu Haizhong, who was restrained, was still struggling, but his two fists were no match for the dead hand, and under the suppression of several young and strong men, he was ultimately unable to do anything.

After being beaten, Director Luo, with a swollen face, was helped up by a cadre. He pushed aside the clerk beside him and raised his fist to hit Liu Haizhong.

Having just been at a disadvantage due to carelessness, and now that Liu Haizhong was pinned down, Deputy Director Luo was about to retaliate fiercely. He was not the kind of good man who would not fight back.

"stop!"

Cheng Hao walked down the stairs and stopped Deputy Director Luo's fist with a loud shout.

"Director Cheng, what do you mean?"

Deputy Director Luo was still angry and looked at Cheng Hao with an annoyed face.

They are all from the same street office, so how could Cheng Hao be so ungrateful?

Cheng Hao didn't explain too much, just glanced around the ceremony and said lightly: "Everyone is watching."

Deputy Director Luo looked around and found that many passers-by were staring at him.

Director Luo's clenched fists immediately softened and he stopped making a fuss.