Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

"Xu Damao, our meeting today is to discuss how to help Uncle Sanye, not to recruit workers, so don't interrupt."

Yi Zhonghai stared at Xu Damao and said in a deep voice.

Xu Damao remained unmoved and continued to joke with a smile.

"Look at what Uncle One said. I'm just giving Uncle Three some advice.

He said he was busy with work and had no time to look after the children, so shouldn't he ask someone to help take care of them?

It is better to give this job to me than to give it to someone else. Don’t you agree?"

Xu Damao's words resonated with many people.

Many women who have free time on weekdays have stepped forward to recommend themselves.

"Yes, if there is money to be made, of course it should be made by our neighbors in the same courtyard, and not by outsiders.

Uncle Third, if you think Xu Damao doesn’t know how to take care of people, you can ask me to do it.

I don’t want more, just give him the same price.”

The women started shouting and talking at the same time, and the scene was in chaos. Yi Zhonghai had to restore order for the second time.

When the riot gradually subsided, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui did not immediately deal with Xu Damao. Instead, they turned to look at Liu Haizhong who was sitting there eating melons.

The meaning is very clear. The two of them are so busy, why doesn't Liu Haizhong, as the manager, lend a hand?

Liu Haizhong ignored the gazes of the two people and turned his head away, looking as if it had nothing to do with him and showing great composure.

What happened tonight has nothing to do with him. Why should he get involved in something that has no benefit?

"Uncle, there are so many neighbors willing to help, just order one.

In order to avoid the news getting out, outsiders might think that we are bad neighbors."

Before Yan Bugui could think more, Xu Damao spoke again and lifted him up.

Seeing the neighbors' eager eyes, Yan Bugui was startled and said quickly: "I am very grateful for everyone's willingness to help. I would like to thank Jie Cheng and the other four first.

When I think about it carefully, accepting the kindness from any one of you would be unfair to others.

For the sake of fairness, let’s just forget about it.”

Everyone present looked a little disappointed when they heard this, and Yan Bugui took a few breaths of cold air.

Fortunately, the response was timely, otherwise when the neighbors started to make a fuss and public opinion became agitated, Yan Bugui would have no choice but to pay to hire someone.

“Oh, what a pity.

We have good intentions, but unfortunately..."

Xu Damao sighed in a pretentious manner, which made Yan Bugui so angry that his mouth was twisted.

After this incident, Yan Bugui's plan to ask his neighbors for money completely failed and was no longer hopeful.

It’s not that the neighbors are immoral and unwilling to help, it’s that Yan Bugui himself doesn’t accept it, and there’s nothing that can be done about it.

"It's getting late and we have work tomorrow, so I think we should all go home."

Without waiting for Yan Bugui to continue his attack, the silent Liu Haizhong suddenly stood up and announced the end of the meeting.

Having failed to achieve his goal, Yan Bugui glared at Liu Haizhong angrily, his eyes full of complaints.

When most of the neighbors had dispersed, Yan Bugui stepped forward to stop Liu Haizhong, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Old Liu, it's fine if you don't want to help, but why do you want to ruin my good thing!"

"Ha~"

Liu Haizhong chuckled, his voice was clear, cold and solemn.

"Ruin your good thing? I was saving you, understand?"

“Save me?!”

Yan Bugui's voice rose an octave, his chest heaved, and his breathing became rapid.

"Old Yi, please give me some advice. Is Liu Haizhong disloyal?"

He pretended to be deaf and dumb during the meeting and refused to help, and even called a halt to it. It was clearly targeting him, and Yan Bugui would not accept this favor.

“Lao Liu is indeed helping you.

Don’t you see the attitude of your neighbors?”

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhonghai stood on the same side as Liu Haizhong.

"None of them really want to help. They're just making fun of you."

This matter has no conflict of interest with Yi Zhonghai, and he sees it more clearly than Yan Bugui.

“You…you’re speaking for him too?

He just..."

Yan Bugui was still unconvinced and felt that Yi Zhonghai had changed his mind and betrayed him.

"That's enough. Stop arguing."

Liu Haizhong interrupted Yan Bugui's complaints and analyzed seriously: "The neighbors are not blind. They know what happened last night. It was obviously you who made trouble by locking the four children outside the house, causing them to fall ill and be hospitalized.

How can you be so embarrassed to play the victim and pretend to be pitiful and ask your neighbors for help? "

Liu Haizhong took off Yan Bugui's fig leaf without hesitation and laid the matter out on the table.

"You have to take responsibility for your own mistakes. You have to suffer the consequences of your own actions.

Don’t always think about pushing it onto others.”

If Yan Bugui's family really encountered an accident, their neighbors might still show sympathy and pity.

But his neighbors would never be stupid enough to pay for the trouble he caused.

The criticized Yan Bugui stood there in a daze, with his mouth open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Old Liu, your words are too harsh.

The three of us are all in charge, please give Old Yan some face."

In his heart, Yi Zhonghai supported what Liu Haizhong said, but he wanted to say a few words to defend Yan Bugui.

"Old Yi, don't pretend to be a good person.

If you really want to help, just pay him out of your own pocket. Why bother talking so much nonsense?

Doing something like this makes people laugh at you.”

Yan Bugui and Yi Zhonghai suffered setbacks tonight, but Liu Haizhong stayed out of the incident and was almost unscathed.

At this time Liu Haizhong was very proud, and his words unconsciously became unbridled, as if he was scolding his two sons.

Yi Zhonghai's expression instantly turned unhappy and he snorted coldly.

"Well said, next time if you encounter such a thing, don't ask me for help."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai turned around and went back to the house without waiting for the two to reply.

Instead of worrying about these troubles, you might as well go home and play with your son.

Now that he has a son, Yi Zhonghai no longer has to worry about retirement, and he is in a very balanced state of mind.

……

Cheng Hao was very concerned about He Yuzhu's affairs, and every weekend he would invite Director Yang of the steel rolling mill out for dinner.

"Director Cheng, how have you been lately?"

Cheng Hao has helped Director Yang more than once.

It is customary to reciprocate. Since Cheng Hao has something to do this time, Director Yang naturally would not refuse.

"It's not bad. The street office only handles trivial matters between neighbors. It's not like Director Yang who manages a large factory with tens of thousands of employees and has a lot of things to do every day."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and drank a few rounds of wine. Cheng Hao did not hide anything and directly stated his purpose.

“I heard that the steel mill canteen is short of chefs.

I happen to know a chef with superb cooking skills. He used to work in the army’s kitchen and later returned to Beijing and worked at Fengze Garden.

I wonder what Director Yang thinks?"

Cheng Hao directly laid out He Yuzhu's resume.

Having worked in the army, he has no problem cooking for a big pot. Being able to work in Fengzeyuan, he can also cook for a small kitchen quite well. He has strong skills and his cooking skills are absolutely no problem.

She won't be like Liu Fei, who is all show and no skill and causes trouble to Director Yang.

"Okay."

Director Yang's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "Director Cheng personally recommended him, so his cooking skills must be impeccable. Our steel mill cafeteria is in need of a capable chef, and you will be a great help."