Yan Bugui was so angry that he gritted his teeth as he watched Yu Haitang follow Li Weidong into the middle courtyard.
If he hadn't been unable to defeat Li Weidong, he would have rushed forward and blasted him.
It's too much for your kid to bully others!
However, everyone onlookers looked at him with meaningful eyes, and he didn't care about causing trouble for Li Weidong.
Fortunately, that dead girl Haitang didn't expose the scandal, so there was still room for mediation.
The pair of small eyes behind Yanbu's tortoiseshell frames were darting around, quickly looking for a suitable excuse.
"Well, what happened just now made everyone laugh. My Jiefang family has indeed broken off the relationship with Yu Li, mainly because Jiefang thought it was inappropriate. That's why that little girl from the Yu family came to look for trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jiefang's crying and howling suddenly came from inside the house.
"Yu Li, I'm Yu Li, come back quickly!"
Yan Bugui: "...."
Everyone covered their mouths and laughed.
Don’t like Yu Li?
What a liar!
Lao Yan obviously broke his teeth this time and swallowed it.
When Yu Li appeared in the courtyard, she caused a sensation among the unmarried young men in the courtyard.
She looks good, has a good family background, and is quick at work. She is an ideal marriage partner.
I don’t know what method Li Weidong used to pry Yu Li away?
Because of the reputation among neighbors, it is not easy for everyone to expose Yan Bugui.
However, Xu Damao couldn't control so much, and said in a strange tone to the crowd: "Third uncle, we all know that you are good at scheming. Isn't it you who made the liberated daughter-in-law run away this time?"
——Da Mao had no quarrel with Yan Bugui, and sometimes even sent wild goods to Yan Bugui. The reason why he jumped out was purely because of his bad mouth.
Unexpectedly, these words hit Yan Bugui right in the heart.
Yan Bugui suddenly blushed and his neck was thick with shame, "I am a teacher and a cultural person in our compound. If a cultural person plots, can that be called plotting? That means he knows how to live."
Then he ran back home amidst the laughter of everyone.
In the dead of winter, Yan Bugui drank two large enamel jars of cold water to calm down the anger in his heart.
A gleam of light burst out from his small eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Since Li Weidong refuses to drink wine as a penalty, then don't blame me, Lao Yan, for being rude."
After waiting for a while, seeing everyone outside leaving, Yan Bugui put on a thick cotton-padded jacket and came to Yi Zhonghai's house.
As soon as he entered the door, he said to Yi Zhonghai: "Old Yi, how many days until Li Weidong borrows your money?"
Yi Zhonghai lived in the backyard and was a little confused about what had just happened.
He asked the aunt to make some toast, picked up the itinerary and read it, pointing to the day circled in red: "It's tomorrow, what's wrong?"
Yan Bugui said: "I think Li Weidong is the black sheep of our courtyard, and I decided to take this opportunity to help you plan well and drive him away."
Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai suddenly became energetic.
He is an eighth-level fitter and does not need a stinky old ninth-level staff officer.
However, considering that Yan Bugui is the third uncle of the compound and an old resident, his words in the compound have some weight.
He was planning to contact him again today to finalize the matter.
Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui came to the door in a hurry.
This is really like giving me a pillow when I feel sleepy.
Yi Zhonghai rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Yan Bugui stood up, walked back and forth, shook his head and said: "First of all, we can't offend the public. We should fight quickly like soldiers fighting. You are the first uncle, and I am the third uncle. Let's bring some people to stop Li.
The door to the home.”
"Then, we need to beware of Li Weidong jumping over the wall. Although that kid is thin, he is really strong. In previous fights with Silly Zhu, he was able to draw a draw. Therefore, Silly Zhu needs to come forward to help subdue Li Weidong."
"Finally, if possible, it's best to bring Jia Zhang along. She is very good at being abusive and swearing. If Li Weidong acts rogue, we can use Jia Zhang to deal with him."
This third uncle, who often considers himself a man of culture, is actually an old man.
These three opinions all hit the nail on the head.
Yi Zhonghai nodded frequently when he heard this: "That's it. In two days, we will work together to drive Li Weidong out of the courtyard."
——Of course Yi Zhonghai also has a trump card, which is the deaf old lady.
However, to deal with a householder who has no foundation, does an old lady need to take action?
At this time, the aunt who had been listening frowned and whispered: "What if Li Weidong collects enough money?"
Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui looked at each other, then patted their thighs and laughed: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!
That's one hundred yuan. Even if I'm an eighth-level fitter and don't eat or drink every month and save for a month, I'm still one yuan short.
How can a young man without a job find so much money?"
"This time, even if he is Sun Houhou, he can't find the palms of my and Lao Yan's hands."
The aunt saw the two of them disapprovingly and said nothing more.
She always felt that things would not go so smoothly.
...
After Yan Bugui left, Yi Zhonghai came to Jia's house carrying half a bag of stick noodles.
Jia Zhang, who was putting away her shoes, was a little surprised.
In the past, Yi Zhonghai often delivered stick noodles to the Jia family, but always in the middle of the night.
In Qin Huairu's words, it was because there were many residents in the compound and Yi Zhonghai was afraid of being seen by others.
Life is very tight for everyone these days. If Yi Zhonghai helps the Jia family, if he doesn't help others, he will attract criticism from the masses.
Don’t worry about the scarcity but the inequality. As the master of a courtyard, you should drink a bowl of water evenly. Otherwise, how can you convince the public?
When Jia Zhang thought that this was indeed the case, she didn't care anymore.
Yi Zhonghai is Jia Dongxu's master and Qin Huairu's master. Can there be any problems between the two?
cannot!
Someone gave me stick noodles, but I didn't get it.
Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't care about picking up the soles, threw them into the sewing basket and stood up.
"Hey, sir, come in and sit down quickly."
She did not forget to turn her head and shout to the back room: "Huairu, your master is here, please quickly pour a glass of boiled water."
...boiled water, giving you half a bag of stick noodles, is it worth a glass of boiled water?
Mrs. Jia Zhang is really not an ordinary stingy person.
Yi Zhonghai couldn't care less about this at this time. After handing the bag of stick noodles to Qin Huairu, he looked at Jia Zhang expectantly.
"Sister-in-law, I have something to ask you for help today."
"Looking at what you said, it's too foreign. When Dongxu was alive, you took good care of him. When Huairu entered the factory, you specially accepted her as your apprentice. The relationship between our two families is as good as one family.
If anything happens, just say it."
Yi Zhonghai told the story of wanting to drive away Li Weidong.
Jia Zhang naturally agreed, patting her chest and promising: "Don't worry, as long as you go to ask for the account, I will definitely follow you. If Li Weidong dares not to move out, I will call him a bloody fool."
Yi Zhonghai was very confident in the strength of the Jia Zhang family, nodded with satisfaction, and left the Jia family.
Qin Huairu listened to the whole process.
Logically speaking, she should be happy that Li Weidong was kicked out.
Who can stand to be yelled at if someone gets angry at the slightest disagreement?
However, there was a vague reluctance in my heart.
Last night, she listened to the whistling of the wind outside the door and stared at the ceiling until dawn.
She felt that the fire was lit again.
When a fire breaks out, it cannot be saved.
After sending Yi Zhonghai away, Qin Huairu carefully approached Jia Zhang and whispered: "Mom, you really want to help me deal with Li Weidong!"
Mrs. Jia Zhang picked up the bag of stick noodles, carried it up and down, and curled her lips and said: "You want to bribe my old lady for less than ten kilograms of stick noodles. Yi Zhonghai really thinks highly of people."
"So you don't plan to deal with Li Weidong anymore?" Qin Huairu was a little excited when she saw that Jia Zhang's words were wrong.
"Daughter-in-law, you are usually so smart, why did you act stupid today?
What good will it do to us if Li Weidong is kicked out?
He gave our family one and a half pounds of eggs yesterday.
He will be a truck driver soon.
Which truck driver is not a popular drinker?
If you work harder in the future, our family might be able to eat meat every day.
He is the second fool, how could I be willing to chase him away?"
