Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

Qin Huairu continued, "Yu Shui and Li Qingyu seem to be very friendly."

"What did you say? Yu Shui and Li Qingyu are very friendly? How did you find out this fact?" Sha Zhu asked back in confusion.

"Because Li Qingyu is still living in Yu Shui's room." Qin Huairu seemed unhappy. She thought to herself, why did this idiot who had always been licking me start to lick Li Qingyu recently?

"Hey, are you trying to find out about me?" Sha Zhu suddenly stood up and said, "Let me take a look! Dong Xu, take your time drinking."

Seeing this made Qin Huairu even more unhappy. "Zhu Zi, you misunderstood. It seems that Yu Shui just had dinner at Ding Weidong's house."

"Really?" This time, not only Sha Zhu was extremely surprised, but even Yi Zhonghai and the deaf grandma also had expressions of horror on their faces.

"I don't know the specific details." Qin Huairu shook her head.

"Zhu Zi, why don't you go over and find out first." There was a hint of excitement in Yi Zhonghai's voice.

So Sha Zhu immediately ran out. Yi Zhonghai and the deaf grandmother looked at each other, and they had exactly the same idea. Perhaps the best way to open up this path to Ding Weidong is through He Yushui.

After arriving at He Yushui's door, Sha Zhu could hear He Yushui and Li Qingyu talking and laughing. He tried to straighten his dirty old hat, and then tidied up his greasy clothes a little, but even so, he couldn't hide the peculiar smell of scallions, ginger and oil stains on his body and a kind of unpleasant smell.

This pungent smell is actually the unique smell of Sha Zhu, because he has never paid much attention to personal hygiene. But he didn't take it to heart.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Sha Zhu leaned against the door and asked in a deliberately changed tone of voice.

"Silly brother, just mind your own business." He Yushui responded coldly: "Don't worry about my business!"

Seeing Shazhu covered in oil, Li Qingyu quickly stood up and said to He Yushui, "Yushui, I have to go back. Remember to come and play tomorrow morning."

"Qingyu, let's go together. I forgot that we haven't bought the couplets yet." He Yushui said.

After the two of them left, He Yushui closed and locked the door.

"Yushui, how do you know Li Qingyu?" Shazhu asked.

"Why are you following us? Qingyu and I were classmates in elementary school." He Yushui explained with a frown, and walked quickly towards the front yard with Li Qingyu.

"Are we classmates from elementary school?" Sha Zhu murmured this sentence.

Sha Zhu was very disappointed because Li Qingyu didn't even look at him.

After Yi Zhonghai listened to Sha Zhu's story, he saw that Sha Zhu looked depressed and had been drinking, so he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"Master, the New Year is coming soon. But the money we have... the child can't even afford a new piece of clothing." Jia Dongxu turned to Yi Zhonghai and said, "I wonder if you can lend me some..."

"Well... okay." Yi Zhonghai said hesitantly, "How about we call a courtyard meeting and let everyone help you?"

"Okay, I'll follow your arrangements, Master." Jia Dongxu replied with gritted teeth.

In fact, Jia Dongxu wanted to take the opportunity to ask Yi Zhonghai to pay some money, but what he never expected was that the old man did not contribute a penny, but instead wanted to borrow the power of others to help.

After Li Qingyu and He Yushui arrived at the front yard, He Yushui bought a pair of New Year couplets and was about to leave after paying. Yan Bugui rolled his eyes, as if some plan had emerged.

"Wait a minute, Yushui, do you know Li Qingyu?" Yan Bugui asked with a smile on his face. It was getting dark and a kerosene lamp was placed on the table.

"She is my classmate." He Yushui said. After all, Yan Bugui was a teacher and had guided He Yushui for a year. Therefore, He Yushui's tone of voice was respectful to him.

"Really? Did I teach her too?" Yan Bugui became excited.

"No, you only taught the first and second grade. Although I was a student in your class, Qingyu was not at that time." He Yushui shook his head and said: "We became classmates in the fourth grade."

"Alas, even if that's the case, I am still her mentor. At least she should have some respect for her teacher..." Yan Bugui said with a disappointed expression.

"Third uncle, now is a brand new era, there are some things you shouldn't talk about anymore." He Yushui responded calmly: "Your teaching ability and whether you were attentive at that time..."

"Yushui, stop talking." Yan Bugui replied embarrassedly: "I want to ask you something. There are some pork bones on Ding Weidong's table at the door. Can you please help me convince Li Qingyu to give them to us?"

"No problem, I'll go tell Qingyu now." He Yushui said.

Then He Yushui went to Ding Weidong's living room, only to see Li Qingyu and Xiao Yuer inside.

Xiao Yuer was looking at the hawthorns in the bowl in distress. She preferred sweets, but these hawthorns were too sour. As for Li Qingyu, she was concentrating on sewing and turning some worn-out clothes into chair cushions.

"Yushui, let me get you some walnuts and chestnuts." Li Qingyu said with a smile.

"Don't bother, I'll go back right away." He Yushui quickly waved his hand and responded: "By the way, do you want to keep the bones left on your table?"

"What are you keeping those bones for?" Li Qingyu replied: "If you don't need it, we already have plenty of meat to eat, and there is no need to make soup with these bones..."

In the past, Li Qingyu usually used the bones to make soup until only the shells were left, but this is no longer necessary.

"It's not me who wants it, but Teacher Yan who wants it." He Yushui explained.

"Then give it to him. He is always so careful with money. I remember there was such a teacher in our school before." Li Qingyu recalled.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave first." He Yushui nodded and prepared to leave.

He Yushui opened the door and left, closing the door of the room.

Yan Bugui came quickly and asked, "So how did the rain respond? What did he say?"

"Uncle, you can take them away. I just told Qingyu about this." He Yushui replied:

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, Rain!" He took the basket he brought to take away the bones. Because the two sons had already moved the table outside back home, Yan Bugui was selling couplets later than usual today, so dinner was not ready yet. This was a common thing for his family, because in his eyes, eating dinner late and going to bed directly would allow him to eat less in the morning.

"Wife, stew these bones with the cabbage." Yan Bugui said excitedly: "Wow, the seasoning tastes so delicious. And the jawbone has not been cracked open, so the bone marrow inside should be there. It is really delicious."

"Oh, I remember now. We can only cook half of the bones today, and we can take out the rest and continue to cook tomorrow. Then we will have a bowl of this dish for the New Year's Eve dinner. Yan Jiecheng, help me crack my jaw bone."

As he was speaking, Liu Guangtian ran over and said, "Uncle Yan, there will be a meeting of the entire hospital soon. You should go there quickly. I still have to notify other people."

"Got it, I'll go there right away." Yan Bugui frowned, "Why is there an emergency meeting at this time? I wasn't informed in advance... What new tricks does Yi Zhonghai have?"

"Forget it, don't worry about it. Just go there quickly. I'm going to get something to eat." Yang Yuzhen responded.

At this time, Ding Weidong, who was busy organizing supplies on the kang in the room, heard the knock on the door and immediately came to the door.

"Look who's coming..." Ding Weidong opened the door of the room.

When he saw Liu Guangtian standing outside the door, Ding Weidong raised his eyebrows and asked: "What's the matter?"

Liu Guangtian both admired and was somewhat afraid of Ding Weidong, the man who had once beaten his father.

"I'm Liu Guangtian, sir. There will be a whole courtyard meeting soon. When you hear the gong, please go to the middle courtyard to participate." Liu Guangtian conveyed the message respectfully.

"Understood." Ding Weidong nodded. Liu Guangtian left quickly.

When Ding Weidong got home, he saw Li Qingyu still sewing, so he said, "Qingyu, take Xiaoyuer to the kang to keep warm. It's really cold today, and the temperature on the kang is just right."

"I plan to see what these guys are up to and I will keep the gate closed."

"Got it, Dong Ge, be careful." Li Qingyu thought for a moment and added, "How about we go out and watch the fun together? It's still early, and I can't fall asleep even if I toss and turn in bed."

"Yes, I also want to participate and see how they perform." Xiao Yuer suddenly became excited.

"Okay, then let's all wear hats and scarves." Ding Weidong said, "When we hear the night watchman's call, let's go together to find out their plans. It's impossible that they are here just to donate money during the New Year, right?"

I remember that in the past, in novels about this kind of courtyard disputes, so-called fundraising activities were often mentioned.

"Donate money? Brother Xiangdong, who are you donating to?" Li Qingyu asked.

"Of course, I'm referring to the donations to the courtyard. Usually, the recipients are people who are struggling for life." Ding Weidong shook his head and replied, "Don't talk for a while, just concentrate on getting Xiaoyuer's clothes ready."

Thinking that the crowd might be targeting him, Ding Weidong put on the uniform provided by the police, hung it around his waist, chose a military coat as his outer layer, and carried his gun with him. Then he took a bench and went to the central courtyard.

Li Qingyu followed closely behind him, holding Xiao Yuer in her arms.

Passing through the hanging flower gate, you can see that there are about 50 to 60 people gathered here. Near the main room, there is a rectangular table placed in the middle. Yi Zhonghai sits facing south, and Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui sit on both sides.

A gasoline lamp was hung on a paulownia tree nearby, making the place as bright as day.

"This gasoline lamp is really good."

Ding Weidong whispered to himself. He put down his chair at the end and was about to sit down when He Yushan came over with a chair and sat down next to Li Qingyu.

"Yes, yes, gather together, everyone listen carefully." Liu Haizhong stood up with his protruding belly and announced, "As we are about to celebrate the Spring Festival, in this happy moment of gathering, we should be grateful for that..."

Liu Haizhong kept talking for several minutes, and then the "greenhorn" couldn't help interrupting.

"Uncle, please stop talking. Look how cold it is. I'm almost turned into a stone sculpture!" Sha Zhu complained, "Don't be so long-winded. It's just a meeting. Is there any need to be so inconsiderate..."

"Zhu Zi, what are you talking about? What nonsense are you talking about? I am preaching the guiding spirit, but what has it become in your understanding?" Liu Haizhong said angrily while knocking on the table.

"Zhu Zi, why do you say that? Apologize to your uncle." Yi Zhonghai suggested with a smile, "Old man, don't argue with Zhu Zi. It's getting late now, let me tell you the main point of today's talk."

"The first agenda is to introduce the new members who have recently moved into the courtyard. Due to the recent busy schedule, we didn't have time to introduce them earlier. We have only called the meeting now to let everyone interact with the new member Ding Weidong and get to know each other," Yi Zhonghai continued:

The misunderstanding between Ding Weidong and me has been resolved, and now we are still getting along like a family! In this community, we should support each other, respect the elders, and care for the younger ones.

Thanks to our efforts, our community was awarded the title of Model Community. Next, we will continue to work hard and abide by the set regulations.

If someone breaks the community rules, please don't blame us for having to take action.

Wait a minute! Ding Weidong stood up, and in the context of the future, Yi Zhonghai’s crude and manipulative moral restraints made Ding Weidong feel sick: I want to speak.

Yi Zhonghai's expression turned cold. He knew that Ding Weiran's interruption of him must be no good.

What do you mean by "under our guidance", Yi Zhonghai? Ding Weidong asked sternly: What do you think?

Yan Bugui responded immediately: Please listen to my explanation. I do not agree that what Mr. Yi said represents my and our thoughts.

I have never considered myself to be in a high position; I have never participated in the formulation of rules and I don’t understand them! All of this was handled by Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

At this time, Liu Haizhong also immediately expressed his objection: Hey, Brother Yan, why do you say that? The rules are made for the harmony of the community. Why don't you admit that you are involved?

Actually, that's not the case. I didn't participate. Liu Haizhong, you can do whatever you want, but please don't involve me. Yan Bugui almost wanted to cry at this moment.

As an educator, I still have some understanding of certain things. Even if they may not be worth mentioning, they are far from being comparable to the insights of Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong. I understand that if some situations are revealed, they will be unbearable.

You guys don't talk for now, I want to make my point clear about who you are. Ding Weidong said: In fact, you are just voluntary mediators in the community, without real power.

There are policy instructions on the streets that need to be delivered to residents by you, and suspicious behavior by outsiders needs to be reported, but you have no right to question or check anyone.

When conflicts arise between neighbors, mediation will only begin when your help is sought. If no one seeks your advice, then you are of no use. Yi Zhonghai, does what I said make sense?

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai felt completely dumbfounded - he had never expected Ding Weidong to directly expose his misconduct.

Do you think I am right? Ding Weidong asked again sternly: This is the point you need to give a clear answer to; otherwise... Then I will go and ask Director Wang of the block office for advice.

This made Yi Zhonghai tremble involuntarily, and he quickly replied: That's right, it is indeed so.

After saying this, there was an uproar at the scene.

How dare you say you are the leader? How did you lead anything? Ding Weidong said sarcastically: You also mentioned respecting the old and loving the young, which is a self-restrained moral principle. If you force it on others, it is an abuse of moral norms, and it is enough for everyone to abide by the law.

Do the rules you are talking about mean that all issues within the community must be resolved here?

Isn't this equivalent to establishing a kind of local tyrant-style management? Isn't this equivalent to private power?

Liu Zhizhong's knees went weak and he slumped to the ground. Even though he was not well educated, he understood that this hat was too heavy and he could not bear it. If he was really put on, there would probably be serious consequences.

"No, what we are talking about are just some trivial matters..." Yi Changjiang quickly retorted.