Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Liu Haizhong's home.

"Mom, fry me two more eggs!"

Liu Guangtian sat at the head seat at the table in a carefree manner. He had just finished greeting his mother when he saw Liu Haizhong pouring him a glass of wine.

As soon as Liu Haizhong picked up the wine glass, Liu Guangtian snatched it away, "Dad, the doctor said that drinking alcohol is not good for the recovery of your arm. Why don't you remember it? Let me drink this wine for you."

After saying that, Liu Guangtian tilted his head back and drank the whole glass of wine.

"Hey!~"

Liu Guangtian nodded with satisfaction, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and started to taste it with his eyes closed.

Seeing his son getting carried away, Liu Haizhong snorted with disdain.

But this snort made Liu Guangtian unhappy. He pointed at Liu Haizhong with his chopsticks and said with a stern face: "Dad, I am still an active member of the G Committee of the factory. Look at your attitude!"

Then Liu Guangtian stared at Liu Haizhong fiercely and said, "It seems that you still haven't reflected deeply. You should be dragged out and beaten for the crime of losing collective property!"

Seeing his brother's bravery, Liu Guangfu followed suit, picked up a bamboo stick, pointed at Liu Haizhong and shouted, "Dad, don't blame me for not respecting you. You still need to continue to receive education and reform! You are not qualified to eat now. Stand aside and recite twenty pages of the highest instructions first!"

Liu Haizhong was furious. He pointed at his two sons and angrily yelled, "You two little bastards, I'm your father. How dare you talk to me like that? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

Hearing that Liu Haizhong dared to talk back, the two brothers Guangtian and Guangfu stood up and pointed their arms at Liu Haizhong. "What? You still dare to challenge us? Are you becoming a reactionary?"

Liu Haizhong's wife quickly stepped in and said something nice. She first sent Liu Haizhong to the inner room and then fried two eggs for both sons.

Liu Guangtian took a bite of the fried egg, then looked towards the inner room angrily and shouted at Liu Haizhong who was hiding inside:

"It's only for the sake of this fried egg, otherwise I'll punish you by making you stand at attention all night!"

Wang Bo cooked a braised fish and stewed a pork elbow at home, while Yu Shui brought over two plates of cabbage and meat dumplings and a bottle of Fenjiu.

The two of them ate while chatting and occasionally drank a sip of wine.

This Fenjiu has a mellow taste and doesn't irritate the throat. Before they knew it, they had finished the whole bottle.

The rain was red in the face, and he pointed at the radio and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaobo, this crosstalk artist is really amazing. How could they come up with such a joke as Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong?"

Wang Bo also laughed and thought to himself that this was nothing. In a few decades, someone would still think of a plot like 'The overbearing president falls in love with me who cuts off the water supply'!

After dinner, Wang Bo went out for a walk as usual, but this time it was raining.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the whole city was peaceful. Unconsciously, the rain slowly approached Wang Bo and secretly held his hand.

Maybe it was because of the fake wine, Wang Bo got hot-headed and directly held Yu Shui's hand, pulled her over and gently held her in his arms.

"After the New Year, we'll get married."

"Ah."

Yu Shui also hugged Wang Bo tightly with his backhand.

After the two hugged for a while, Yu Shui suddenly asked with a smile: "Brother Xiaobo, I don't usually see you go out, why do you have to go out for a walk on New Year's Eve?"

Wang Bo listened and said nonsense seriously: "Because every time I think of that afternoon when I was running under the sunset, that was my lost youth!"

Like in previous years, Yi Zhonghai spent the New Year alone.

The wine is 5 cents a pound. The meat and dumplings were made by Qin Huairu's mother yesterday. After being heated on the stove just now, the tempting aroma filled the whole house. Paired with the peanuts Qin Huairu bought at the mall, this little wine is quite delicious.

But these are not suitable for an old man on New Year's Eve.

Yi Zhonghai felt lonely and cold. The more he ate, the more heartbroken he became. The more he drank, the more depressed he became.

I don't know when it started, but I have been having bad luck. My reputation has been ruined, I lost my position in the compound, my work grade was demoted, my salary was low, my wife divorced me, and my savings were gone.

Even the child I missed so much was missing.

How did I end up like this after all my life?

Just then, laughter came from someone's house, deafening in the empty house.

Laugh, laugh, laugh, what are you laughing at!

Hearing the happy laughter of other people's families, Yi Zhonghai became even more furious. In such a rage, he suddenly had a vicious idea.

Since I'm the only one in this compound, I'm going to report all of you and make you suffer!

Drunk Yi Zhonghai wrote several long reports overnight, sneaked into the steel mill through a dog hole under the cover of darkness, and stuffed the reports into the report box.

By the time the report materials were handed over to Li Huaide, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month had already passed.

Li Huaide, who was sitting in the office, casually flipped through a few pages of paper and realized that someone was deliberately framing others. He had nothing to do, so he just glanced at it and thought it was a joke.

The people reported in the materials are all residents of the compound at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang. You can't help but think that it is well written. In general, it can be summarized as follows:

The former third uncle, Yan Bugui, was a capitalist before liberation. He used his connections to classify himself as a small business owner and often extorted property from neighbors in the name of concern and help.

The former second uncle Liu Haizhong used violence many times to threaten and suppress his neighbors and co-workers. He was a bad element hidden among the masses. When he was the leader of the picket team, he repeatedly hid confiscated property and enriched himself.

The former uncle Yi Zhonghai was once punished by the steel mill for discriminating against women.

Xu Damao, a former projectionist at a steel rolling mill, forcibly collected money and property from villagers while working in the countryside, and maintained improper relationships with several women. When he was serving in the patrol team, he and Liu Haizhong secretly kept the confiscated property.

He Yuzhu, the former chef of the steel rolling mill kitchen, had stolen food and vegetables from the kitchen and stolen state property many times.

The deaf old lady in the backyard was a concubine of an official before liberation. After liberation, she relied on her seniority and bullied her neighbors many times. She regarded herself as the queen mother of the compound and was a complete feudal remnant.

Wang Bo, the current captain of the patrol team of the Security Section of the steel rolling mill, has long been bullying his neighbors in the same courtyard, made reactionary remarks many times, and colluded with the patrol team to steal and seize property from the steel rolling mill. He is simply a reactionary, a spy planted in the steel rolling mill, and a traitor among the masses!

Li Huaide originally didn't care about the lengthy report letter, but when he saw Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao secretly hiding the seized property, his face turned dark.

When he saw Wang Bo and the patrol team stealing steel and seizing valuables, his hands even trembled unconsciously.

My things were stolen by the patrol team?!

Li Huaide picked up the phone and was about to ask Lao Zhou for an explanation, but then he changed his mind and realized that he had received at least 800 letters of complaint, too many of which were groundless accusations and charges. One letter of complaint could not prove anything.

But, what if it was Wang Bo and the patrol team who stole it?

That’s enough wealth for me to squander for the rest of my life!

Li Huaide walked around the office for a long time and finally made up his mind to arrest and interrogate everyone mentioned in the report letter.

As for the patrol team, Lao Zhou can only check it himself.