Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

There were already quite a few people sitting on the temporary judgement stand at the intersection. Liu Guozheng looked at the stand and didn't recognize anyone. However, standing next to the stand were Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu, and Yang Ruihua.

Liu Guozheng was just wondering where these celebrities from Courtyard 95 had gone, but he didn't expect them to come to the trial platform early.

"I am the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee of the Steel Rolling Mill. I declare the criticism and denunciation meeting to officially begin."

Liu Guozheng almost laughed out loud. He didn't expect that there would actually be someone called this name.

"First, please ask Comrade Yi Zhonghai to come forward and expose Yan Bugui's crimes."

Seeing this, Liu Guozheng finally understood why Yi Zhonghai and the other two were standing there.

"Cough cough."

Yi Zhonghai coughed twice in a pretentious manner. This was a habit he developed when he was the manager of No. 95 Courtyard.

"I'm Yi Zhonghai, I'm sure everyone knows me. I'm a quasi-eighth-level fitter at the steel mill, and the former manager of Yard No. 95..."

"Yi Zhonghai, what are you talking about? What about the quasi-eighth-level fitter, the former manager, this is not your commendation meeting, don't say anything unnecessary, it's a waste of everyone's time."

Yi Zhonghai's face turned red, and he was interrupted by Fan Tong before he could finish his opening remarks. He didn't expect Fan Tong to be so disrespectful to him. After all, he was an experienced fitter in the steel rolling mill.

"Yi Zhonghai, what are you doing? Can you do this? If not, get off my feet."

Unexpectedly, Fan Tong, the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, is such an impatient person.

"Director Fan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll start now."

"Humph, really, I don't know who gave you this bad habit."

Fan Tong muttered something in dissatisfaction, causing the people below to burst into laughter.

"Yan Bugui, everyone knows that we are old neighbors, and he is the former third uncle of our courtyard."

"He is a typical fence-sitter. He will go wherever the wind blows."

"And they are stingy. They are stingy to others and even stingier to themselves. They often say that if you don't plan well, you will be poor."

"And when he was the third uncle, he habitually blocked the door. Whenever he saw someone buying something, he would try to take advantage of them. He would not think too little of a scallion or a head of garlic. He would take advantage of everyone in the hospital. Because of his status, many people dared not speak out, fearing that he would be retaliated against."

"Back then, our courtyard was a famous and excellent courtyard in Hongxing Street. Every year when things were distributed at the end of the year, Yan Bugui wanted to take more and occupy more, completely disregarding the feelings of others."

"I, Yi Zhonghai, am ashamed to associate with people like Yan Bugui. Today, I stand up to expose the ugly side of Yan Bugui and let everyone see the true character of Yan Bugui. Today, I solemnly declare here: In the future, I will always supervise Yan Bugui on behalf of everyone, and at the same time urge Yan Bugui to correct his wrong perceptions."

What Yi Zhonghai said on the stage was so intense that spit flew everywhere, and it felt like he was giving orders about the country.

Everyone below was dumbfounded. Yi Zhonghai wanted to punish Yan Bugui to death. They had been neighbors for many years, so what hatred or grudge could there be?

They asked you to go on stage and say a few words, and you just responded casually. But you didn't expect that Yi Zhonghai, the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, took it seriously.

Could it be that Yan Bugui had offended him before?

It seems that I have to be more careful in the future and stay away from people like Yi Zhonghai.

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, what you said is very good. Let's jointly supervise speculators like Yan Bugui in the future. However, Yi Zhonghai, I want to warn you. Don't always represent the masses. What qualifications do you have to represent the masses? Your thinking is a bit dangerous. Remember to correct it."

Yi Zhonghai nodded and bowed towards the judge's stand, like a grandson, and kept saying, "Yes, yes, Director Fan, you are right. I will change it, I will change it."

"Next person."

As Fan Tong finished speaking, Qin Huairu came to the center of the trial platform.

"I'm Qin Huairu, and I also live in Courtyard 95. My family used to have a hard life."

"Qin Huairu, stop talking about these useless things. Today we are here to criticize Yan Bugui, not for you to come and complain."

Fan Tong kept rubbing his brows, feeling like cursing. What kind of people are these people in Yard 95? They were asked to come up and expose Yan Bugui's crimes, but everyone wants to smear some personal opinions in their words. Do they all have such a strong desire to perform?

"Yan Bugui has no sympathy and never takes the initiative to help neighbors in need. Even when he has to donate money, he only donates a penny."

"Every Chinese New Year, I would take the opportunity to steal some snacks from my neighbors under the pretext of writing Spring Festival couplets."

"It is said that Yan Bugui's paper and pens were all stolen from school. This should be considered as stealing public property, right?"

"I also heard that Yan Bugui has a bad habit of accepting gifts from students' parents at school."

"That's all I know."

Qin Huairu kept rubbing her hands. Facing so many people, she was a little nervous. She finally stammered and told everything she knew, then looked towards the judgement stand.

"Okay, let's go down."

Fan Tong frowned and waved his hand, asking Qin Huairu to go down quickly. When the breeze blew just now, a foul smell came from Qin Huairu. If Fan Tong didn't know that Qin Huairu was a toilet cleaner in the factory, would he have thought that Qin Huairu had pooped in her crotch?

"Yang Ruihua, it's your turn."

My goodness, Yan Bugui is really going to become famous this time. His wife and children are alienated, and the neighbors are adding insult to injury. This also serves as a wake-up call to everyone present. In the future, they must be extra careful in life to avoid ending up like Yan Bugui.

"Our old Yan..."

"Yang Ruihua, watch your words. Now is the time to correct and criticize Yan Bugui, not to chat about family matters. Your understanding is still not profound. You must strengthen your study afterward."

"Got it, Director Fan."

Yang Ruihua turned around and bowed to Fan Tong, not daring to say anything else.

"From today on, I will draw a clear line between myself and Yan Bugui, and resolutely fight against his bad work style to the end. At the same time, I will take on the responsibility of supervising Yan Bugui and urge him to make a thorough change in his thinking."

Yang Ruihua stood in the middle of the judgement platform, rubbing the corners of his clothes with both hands, and looked at Yan Bugui with worry in his eyes.

"Okay, you can go down too."

Fan Tong's eyebrows were rubbed red. He was not very satisfied with this criticism meeting. It was prepared a bit hastily and he did not prepare manuscripts for Yi Zhonghai and the other three in advance.

However, the only thing that can be said is that it is quite authentic.

Finally, Fan Tong made a supplementary speech. He was worthy of being a leader. He gave a simple summary speech for an hour until everyone became impatient, and then he officially ended his speech.

Then the parade continued, without giving Yan Bugui any chance to prove himself.

Yan Jiefang was still holding the rope, Yan Jiekuang was beating the gong, and several patrol members followed behind, along with Yi Zhonghai and three others.