The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

After returning from the He family after pleading for mercy, Yan Bugui was in no mood to pay attention to his wife and began to busy himself with writing his own letter of apology.

The next morning, before daybreak, Yan Bugui couldn't wait to get up, wash and dress, and after getting ready, he hurried to school.

After arriving at the school, Yan Bugui hesitated for a while and then walked straight to the principal's office and knocked on the door.

Principal Zhang had always been very dissatisfied with Yan Bugui's behavior of being late and leaving early every day, and wanted to remove him from the teaching team. However, due to the severe shortage of primary school teachers, he had no choice but to suppress his anger and turn a blind eye to Yan Bugui.

After hearing about what happened to Yan Bugui in the courtyard yesterday, I decided to take advantage of this excellent opportunity to teach him a lesson so that he will remember it.

"Principal, after your teaching yesterday, I have a deep understanding of what I have done. This is my letter of apology." After saying that, Yan Bugui put his letter of apology on the table.

After listening to Yan Bugui's words, Principal Zhang did not say much, but just took his letter of self-criticism and looked at it carefully.

"Principal, I want to make a self-criticism in front of all the teachers and students in the school during the meeting, and I have decided to only take the minimum wage in the future!" Yan Bugui looked at Principal Zhang and said hurriedly:

Principal Zhang knew Yan Bugui's character very well. He also knew how everyone called Yan Bugui behind his back - "Old Stingy Yan".

However, what surprised Principal Zhang was that today Yan Bugui actually offered to only receive the minimum wage. This was really the sun rising in the west!

He stared at Yan Bugui in surprise for a long time, thought about it and did not refuse, then slowly said:

"Well... I think Teacher Yan has a deeper understanding of the mistakes he made this time. In that case, let's do as you say!"

At noon, everyone was queuing in six lines to get food in the school cafeteria. Today's teacher line was obviously more lively than usual.

"Teacher Lu, you and Teacher Yan are in the same office. What happened to Teacher Yan today? She looked a little strange!" a teacher asked curiously.

Teacher Lu shook his head, indicating that he was not sure: "Well... maybe he was scolded by the principal yesterday."

Another teacher disagreed: "I don't think it's possible. The principal often scolds Teacher Yan, but he is still the same."

"Yeah, who knows? Maybe Teacher Yan really repents this time." Teacher Lu guessed.

However, this statement was immediately refuted by other teachers: "Him? It would be strange if 'Old Stingy Yan' could be changed!" Obviously, everyone did not have a good impression of Yan Bugui, so they gave him such a nickname.

But they were teachers after all, and they felt embarrassed to call their colleagues nicknames and gossip about them in public, so everyone stopped the discussion after a while.

In the afternoon, Principal Zhang hurried back to the school from the district. As soon as he entered the school gate, he called all the teachers to hold an emergency meeting. Principal Zhang's eyes fell on Yan Bugui below, and his mood was a little complicated.

Just now, Principal Zhang went to the district to attend a meeting. At the meeting, Deputy District Chief Chu Jianjun emphasized that those who bully the relatives of martyrs should be severely punished, but his words revealed a sense of letting go of the heavy hammer and covering up the truth. As the head of a school, how could he not understand?

Originally, Principal Zhang thought about the friendship between colleagues and planned to keep Yan Bugui's matter low-key and cover it up. However, unexpectedly, a female reporter from a newspaper suddenly asked him a question about Yan Bugui during the meeting.

Principal Zhang had no choice but to tell him about Yan Bugui's situation. Recalling the fake smile on Deputy District Chief Chu's face when he praised Yan Bugui, Principal Zhang felt a little pity in his heart and cast his eyes on Yan Bugui again.

Yan Bugui listened to Principal Zhang's speech on the stage, and was secretly proud of himself: Fortunately, I applied early, otherwise I would be in trouble! But why did Principal Zhang look at him in a strange way?

"Hello, this is He Pingan!" He Pingan, who was slacking off, answered the phone.

"I'm Chu Jianjun. Deputy Director He has great skills!" Chu Jianjun's voice came from the phone.

"Deputy District Chief Chu, I don't quite understand what you are talking about." He Ping'an was puzzled.

"Yan Bugui, don't say you don't know him." Chu Jianjun said directly

"Well, he is from our hospital, what's the matter?" He Pingan said

"He requested self-discipline today."

Listening to Chu Jianjun's angry words, He Ping'an understood why Hu Desheng praised him during lunch.

"Hey" Chu Jianjun's voice came again

"Sorry, Deputy District Chief Chu, I was distracted just now," He Pingan said apologetically.

"Shouldn't Deputy Director He give me an explanation?" Chu Jianjun said

"Regarding the matter of Yan Bugui, I am also puzzled. He looked at me coldly yesterday morning, but begged for mercy and apologized in the evening. I thought it was you, Deputy District Chief Chu, who did a good job!" He Ping'an certainly could not admit to scheming against Yan Bugui.

"Not you?" Chu Jianjun asked uncertainly.

"I've been familiarizing myself with my work at the bureau these past two days, and I haven't paid much attention to how things are going," He Ping'an said truthfully.

"I originally wanted to let some of the less serious cases go unpunished, but at the meeting today, Yan Bugui's principal talked about how Yan Bugui handled his own case. After hearing this, reporter Yang wanted to put him in the newspaper as an example. The punishment for others cannot be too lenient then." Chu Jianjun said weakly.

"No wonder Secretary Hu praised me specially when he came back from outside at noon today. I was wondering about it. Thank you, Deputy District Chief Chu, for clearing up my doubts. But it is understandable that Secretary Hu is an old revolutionary and he cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes!" He Ping'an directly directed his anger at Hu Desheng and had no psychological burden about letting this old comrade take the blame.

"Deputy District Chief Chu, are you still here?" He Ping'an didn't hear Chu Jianjun speak, so he asked uncertainly.

"You are about the same age as Jiansheng, just call me big brother!" Chu Jianjun continued.

"Brother Chu, is there anything else?" He Pingan listened to Chu Jianjun's words without taking it seriously.

"Ping An, do you have any relationship with that reporter Comrade Yang Yiyi? Can you help prevent her from publishing Yan Bugui's story in the newspaper?" Chu Jianjun said

"I'm sorry, Brother Chu. Reporter Yang and I have only met twice. I'm really sorry that I can't help you!" He Ping'an said and hung up the phone.

"Deputy Director He, Secretary Hu asked you to go to the conference room for a meeting!" Shortly after He Ping'an hung up the phone, Secretary Hu's secretary came to inform him of the meeting.

"This work was very successful. After this crackdown, there will surely be no more bullying of military families and martyrs' families. Here we would like to thank the comrades from the armed forces, the court, and the newspaper. Without them, we would not have been able to complete the task assigned by our superiors so quickly. Let's applaud!" Secretary Hu summarized the task, but he did not mention the subdistrict office, perhaps intentionally.

Everyone has to carry the sedan chair, and everyone has worked hard. He Ping'an also echoed a few words. When it comes to rewarding meritorious service, there is no additional request, just asking the bureau to allocate some bicycles to the police station. Perhaps this contribution is indeed not small, neither Secretary Hu nor others objected, which won the gratitude of the heads of various police stations, who expressed their gratitude one after another.

After the meeting, He Pingan sat in his office and looked helplessly at the woman in front of him.

"Reporter Yang, I didn't even participate in the work, so it's useless for you to interview me."

"Why is it useless? You are in a high position and you are a victim. Of course you deserve an interview!" Yang Yiyi did not give up.

"Okay, ask," He Pingan said helplessly when he saw Yang Yiyi staring at him without saying anything.

"Let's start from the moment you came home?" Yang Yiyi said happily.

He Ping'an then recounted the details of the courtyard house. Of course, He Ping'an would not say that he let Yi Zhonghai go because of the house, and it was even more impossible for him to tell her that he was planning to kill him.

Listening to He Ping'an's story, Yang Yiyi was a little confused. She never knew that people could be so cold and indifferent.

"You can be noble, but don't expect everyone to be as noble as you. It's not easy for people who have lived through the old society," He Ping'an advised.

"Really? What about you?" Yang Yiyi asked curiously.

"I don't know! But I know that if you continue the interview, you will not be a noble person." He Pingan thought for a long time and didn't know how to answer, so he could only change the subject.

"It's almost time to get off work. My niece is still in the red education class, so I have to pick her up." He Pingan explained

"It's a good opportunity for us to go together. I'll also interview the families of the victims." After saying that, Yang Yiyi put away her diary and pen.

"Let's go!" Yang Yiyi urged as if she was the one who was going to leave work.

He Ping'an had no choice but to leave with her despite the curious gazes of his colleagues.

"Uncle!" He Yushui saw He Pingan from a distance, called out "Uncle" and ran towards him.

"Yushui, how are you today? Are you happy?" He Ping'an picked up He Yushui and asked

"Very happy!" He Yushui showed off his new playmate like a child who had just got a toy.

"You must be Yu Shui! Hi, I'm your uncle's friend, my name is Yang Yiyi." Seeing that He Ping'an had no intention of introducing herself, Yang Yiyi could only introduce herself.

"Are you my little aunt? You are so beautiful!" He Yushui was not shy and asked Yang Yiyi curiously.

"No, we're just friends!" Yang Yiyi blushed after hearing what He Yushui said. She was afraid that He Yushui would continue this topic, so she turned to He Pingan and said,

"I know an old Chinese doctor. Would you like to take a look at Yu Shui?"

"Yes! Thank you." He Ping'an did not refuse. He Yushui was indeed a little thin as an eight-year-old child.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Yu Shui asked curiously.

"See what's suitable for Yushui to eat and prepare some food for her. By the way, did Yushui say goodbye to the teacher?" He Pingan lied to her out of fear of scaring He Yushui.

"No" He Yushui stuck out his tongue

"Go, say goodbye to the teacher, and then we'll go home." He Pingan put He Yushui down.

"You even lied to children?" Yang Yiyi joked

"It's not a lie, I just said it in general terms. From what you said, you know that I lied to other people." He Pingan looked at Yang Yiyi.

"Yan Bugui" Yang Yiyi said affirmatively

"It's not really a lie. I just told him what to do to get forgiveness. What about you? Why are you helping me?" He Ping'an was a little confused.

"Just do it as it comes!" Yang Yiyi said

"Thank you!" He Ping'an looked at Yang Yiyi seriously.

"I'll take Yu Shui to see a doctor at 10 o'clock on Sunday morning in front of the Public Security Bureau." Yang Yiyi blushed a little when He Ping'an looked at her. After giving her instructions, she left.

He Ping'an walked to the door of the Yuhong class, greeted the teacher, and left with He Yushui.

When the uncle and nephew arrived at the courtyard and before He Pingan got out of the car, Yan Bugui rushed out.

"Brother Ping An, you're back! Thank you!"

"No need! It has nothing to do with me!" He Pingan said

"It's okay, I understand!" Yan Bugui said smartly

He Pingan looked at Yan Bugui and suddenly felt sorry for him, but when he thought about what he had done, he felt happy about his misfortune. In the TV series, he said 27.5 all his life and pretended to be poor all day long, but now he didn't have to do that.

After dinner, He Daqing told He Ping'an about the progress of the house. He Ping'an also told He Daqing about his medical treatment for Yu Shui. He learned about Yang Yiyi from Yu Shui and teased He Ping'an.