Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

"Yang Ming, I sincerely thank you..." she said softly, her gratitude evident in her words.

Her original idea was to let He Yongqiang taste despair in the abyss of loneliness until he knelt in front of Mr. He's grave to repent. However, Xu Huizhi had been cleverly guided by her at this moment, and even He Yongqiang's two daughters left him one after another.

He Yongqiang, even though he has a stubborn personality, the blow of learning that his wife and daughter have left him is probably too much for him to bear, and perhaps this will force him to return to the old city.

"It's just a small matter," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Why should we be so polite to each other?" He continued, "But if He Yongqiang hadn't insisted on marrying Xu Huizhi, how could I have met you, my virtuous wife?"

He clearly remembered that Xu Huizhen had not only made the tavern business prosperous over the years, but also managed her home to be picturesque. He saw all of this and remembered it deeply in his heart.

"Regarding Huizhi's matter..." Xu Huizhen hesitated, "Do you think I went a little too far?"

"How could that be?" Yang Ming shook his head. "I think you are helping her see the truth of life. He Yongqiang is not a good man, and your sister's suffering over the years is also her own choice. Now she has nowhere to go and comes to us. Although we are relatives, we cannot give her endless help."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, I think we can consider taking in Huizhi's two daughters and letting them grow up with our daughter. They may be able to become your right-hand men in the future."

The three daughters of He Yongqiang and Xu Huizhi, except for the twisted He Xiaoxia, Chunfen and Lixia are all smart. With a little training, although they can't be independent, they are definitely more than enough to be assistants.

Moreover, if they are trained from a young age, there is no need to worry that they will betray or become ungrateful.

"Yang Ming, you are right." Xu Huizhen's eyes flashed with determination, "I must let He Yongqiang experience the true loneliness and despair, and let him understand the pain that the old man went through!"

At this moment, she felt a connection with Yang Ming, as if she had found the most solid support.

She knows very well that having a husband who unconditionally supports and understands her is her greatest luck in life.

On the Qianmen Street full of memories, Xu Huizhen's heart was filled with irrepressible joy. For her, the arrival of this opportunity was undoubtedly the most precious gift in life.

"I have something important to mention." He said seriously, "The factory is planning to set up a new fan manufacturing department, and I am fortunate to have been awarded ten recruitment quotas. In addition to the one previously promised to your cousin, there are now nine left."

He looked at Xu Huizhen with a smile in his eyes and continued, "I plan to let you allocate three of the places, and give the other three to Xueru. You all have connections on Qianmen Street. If you use these places properly, you will definitely bring in a lot of favors."

Yang Ming was well aware of the importance of fairness, so he decided to divide the quota equally between Xu Huizhen and Chen Xueru and let them arrange it themselves.

When the car quietly drove into Nanluoguxiang, the whole alley seemed to be on fire. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the taverns in the past, the liveliness here has reached a new height.

"What's going on? Is there an important guest coming?"

“I haven’t heard of such a notice.”

"Look at this car, it seems to be newer than Director Yang's!"

"Yes, this is definitely not something that ordinary people can possess."

Facing the neighbors' speculation and curiosity, Yang Ming responded with a smile: "This car is indeed from the factory."

Hearing this answer, everyone was relieved. They knew that although Yang Ming was very capable, he would not suddenly become so rich. This explanation made them feel at ease. So, they gathered around him.

Come, welcome Yang Ming and his family.

Yang Ming added quietly in a low voice: "This car is not actually my personal property. It is a work car assigned to me by the factory."

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a huge rock hit the calm lake, and waves were rising!

Even Yan Bugui, who was known for his calmness, could not hide his inner turmoil, let alone the others. Their eyes were full of jealousy and yearning, longing for such treatment.

This feeling is really mixed. But Yang Ming is different. He looks at the expressions of these residents of the Siheyuan who are usually self-important at this moment, and his heart is full of joy. He ignores the reactions of the crowd, leisurely locks the car door, holds his well-behaved daughter in one hand, and holds the fragrant roast duck in the other hand, and walks into the gate of the Siheyuan. The aroma of the roast duck drifts with the wind, filling the courtyard, making everyone feel a little unhappy.

As residents of the same courtyard, their daily diet is extremely simple, and even basic meat is difficult to satisfy, but Yang Ming's family often enjoys rich dishes and lives a colorful life. Xu Huizhen and her daughter are even plump and white, and you can tell at a glance that they live a carefree life.

"Remember who said that Yang Ming's family would have a hard life?"

"Now that more than half a year has passed, have you seen any sufferings in Yang Ming's family?"

"Apart from anything else, Yang Ming's daughter has new clothes to wear every year."

"Now Yang Ming has a car and may move into the cadre building soon."

"When they live in high-rise buildings and drive cars, how can we compete?"

These words seemed to speak out everyone's thoughts, making everyone present feel lost. Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Jia Zhang and others exchanged glances, and soon they gathered at Yi Zhonghai's home.

"Old Yi, you have to think of a way."

"Yang Ming is too conspicuous in the yard, eats lavishly every day, and doesn't know how to take care of us neighbors."

"He is the leader of the steel mill, but he doesn't even have this kind of awareness."

Jia Zhang's narrow eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and the word "greed" was almost written on her face. Especially when she remembered that when Yang Ming passed by her house just now, the aroma of roast duck drifted in through the window, making her dinner seem tasteless.

"Old Yi, now the words of us uncles in the yard are not as important as Yang Ming's."

"If we continue like this, who will listen to us?"

Liu Haizhong also said worriedly...At this moment, he no longer considered the fight with Yi Zhonghai, after all, they were one. The fight between them was just a small internal conflict.

Not long after, the peace in the courtyard was broken again.

Yang Ming's reputation in the courtyard was growing, which made Yi Zhonghai, who originally regarded himself as a symbol of authority, feel uneasy.