Director Wang was stunned for a moment after hearing what Jia Zhang said.
Jia Maolin was actually killed by Yi Zhonghai?
This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
Back then, she was the officer in charge of the Siheyuan area, and she clearly remembers that Yi Zhonghai and Jia Maolin had such a good relationship that they were like brothers.
The two go to work and get off work together every day, and often help each other with housework. If they hadn't both had wives, Director Wang would have thought that their hobbies were different from ordinary people.
After Jia Maolin's death, Yi Zhonghai showed extreme grief and indignation. On the way back to the courtyard that night, Yi Zhonghai burst into tears and cried all the way.
After returning home, Yi Zhonghai couldn't afford to fall ill. Until the day of Lao Jia's burial, Yi Zhonghai's illness had not recovered yet, but he braced himself and came to see Lao Jia off on crutches.
Director Wang was also present at the time, and he clearly remembers that Yi Zhonghai cried the loudest among everyone.
Even more than Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu, some uninformed people thought that Yi Zhonghai was Jia Maolin's godson!
No, a godson would not be so sad, he must be a biological son.
At the funeral site, Yi Zhonghai pointed to Jia Maolin's tombstone in front of all the guests and made three oaths.
"The first one is that he will accept Jia Dongxu as his apprentice from now on, so that Jia Dongxu can become an excellent fitter and serve the motherland."
"Second, he will take care of the Jia family. If the Jia family encounters any difficulties, he will definitely be the first to rush forward and lend a helping hand."
"The third one is that he will help Jia Dongxu get married and have children in the future."
These three oaths echoed over the cemetery, and everyone present gave Yi Zhonghai a thumbs-up.
They had only heard of it before and had never seen it before, but now they have seen it.
Director Wang also praised Yi Zhonghai's high moral standards at the time. After returning to the sub-district office, he once suggested to the then director of the sub-district office that Yi Zhonghai be appointed as the first master of the courtyard.
Now Jia Zhang actually accuses Jia Maolin of being killed by Yi Zhonghai. How is this possible?
It has to be said that Yi Zhonghai, the moral god, still has some abilities. Even though his halo has been stripped away bit by bit in recent times, it is still difficult for ordinary people to believe that he can do such shameless things.
"Jia Zhang, what are you talking about?"
Director Wang asked the sub-district office clerk to help Jia Zhang up.
Just kidding, if her superiors saw this scene, she, the director of the sub-district office, would be done with her work.
In this era, the people are the masters of the country and people have the same status. This is not an empty talk.
Director Wang waited for Ms. Jia Zhang to sit on the chair before he said slowly: "Ms. Jia Zhang, I know you have been having a hard time recently. In this way, our street office recently received a batch of orders for bundling brooms. I will distribute them to you.
You some."
Seeing that Director Wang thought he was trying to extort money, Jia Zhang was about to cry without tears, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Director, Yi Zhonghai is really the murderer of Lao Jia."
As she said that, her eyes froze and she quickly said: "It's Li Weidong. This matter was investigated by Comrade Li Weidong."
Director Wang's expression became serious when he heard Li Weidong's name.
She knew that Li Weidong had always been reliable in doing things and would not do anything that would make his hair frizzy.
If Li Weidong is sure that Yi Zhonghai murdered Lao Jia, then Yi Zhonghai might really be the murderer.
It's just that so many years have passed.
Director Wang pondered for a moment and said: "Ms. Jia Zhang, let's do this. We will immediately apply to the superiors to re-investigate what happened back then. Don't worry, as long as the superiors agree, our sub-district office will definitely cooperate with the police station to conduct a thorough investigation of the entire case.
"
Hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you, director, thank you very much."
Looking at Mrs. Jia Zhang's appearance, Director Wang hesitated for a moment and whispered: "It has been so many years. Even if there are witnesses, it is very difficult to restart the investigation. You have to think of a way yourself."
"Think of a solution by yourself." Mrs. Jia Zhang frowned.
"Yes, make the matter bigger and let the masses report it to the higher authorities."
"Understood!"
Mrs. Jia Zhang was overjoyed. She had no other abilities in her life, but she was best at doing big things.
After Jia Zhang left the sub-district office, she went to the steel rolling mill again.
The reply given by the security department of the steel rolling mill was even less satisfactory than the reply given by the sub-district office.
It’s not that Chief Li Aiguo of the Security Section doesn’t care about the workers and doesn’t want to redress Jia Maocai’s injustice.
Rather.
The steel rolling mill before the joint venture and the steel rolling mill after the joint venture were almost two different factories. The management had all been changed, and most of the workers from that year had left.
If we restart the investigation now, it will be very difficult and will cause unnecessary trouble.
Besides, when Jia Zhang received the pension from the steel rolling mill, she implicitly accepted that Jia Maocai died in an accident.
Now that I'm looking for the back account again, it's inevitable that there will be suspicions of blackmail.
Defending Corey at the steel rolling mill, Jia Zhang's reputation is not very good.
If it had been in the past, Jia Zhang might have made a fuss in the defense department.
But after experiencing so many things, Jia Zhang became wiser.
She knew that if she wanted the superiors to investigate this matter, she could only do what Director Wang said and make the matter bigger.
Mrs. Jia Zhang returned to the courtyard and looked at Yi Zhonghai's door, a fierce light flashed in her eyes.
Yi Zhonghai has been having a hard time recently.
He was dealt with by Li Weidong before. Li Weidong was the workshop director. He was no match for Li Weidong, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.
But last time, I was attacked by the old pious woman Jia Zhang.
He also brought along a deaf old lady who was also scolded.
It's simply embarrassing.
If you live an uncomfortable life, you will become more angry.
In less than five minutes, Yi Zhonghai took care of the two apprentices.
"Look, what is this thing you made? If you hand over this thing, you will not only lose the face of our workshop, but you will also lose the face of your master and me."
"And you, don't you have eyes? The size of the workpiece is a bit smaller, and you didn't even notice."
The two apprentices were sprayed bloody, their heads drooped and remained silent, but there was a burst of resentment in their hearts.
Ever since they followed Yi Zhonghai, they have never had a good day.
The first thing I do when I go to work every day is to serve Yi Zhonghai tea and water. On weekdays, I also have to help Yi Zhonghai with some small tasks such as carrying materials.
It is common for apprentices to work for their masters. Before liberation, those young apprentices had to work for their masters for free for three years after liberation. In other words, they could not get a job during these three years, which was regarded as a reward.
The kindness of the master. Not to mention the third birthday and the second birthday, I have to bring gifts to visit the master.
but.
The master really teaches things. Once the apprentice learns the real skills, he can support himself and his family in the future.
However, Yi Zhonghai was a stingy master and would only teach them some basic knowledge. If it involved specific techniques, he would remain silent.
The two of them have been working in the fitter workshop of the steel rolling mill for five years. They are still first-level fitters and can only receive a monthly salary of 27.5 yuan.
Several young men who entered the factory at the same time as them were apprenticed to other masters. Although they had to help the masters with work and respect the masters on weekdays, their masters really taught them things.
In just five years, everyone has become a fourth-level master or a fifth-level master, earning a monthly salary of fifty or sixty yuan.
The two apprentices couldn't accept the gap, so they naturally didn't take their work seriously.
Anyway, they are formal employees. Even if they fish in troubled waters, the factory cannot fire them.
"I, Yi Zhonghai, am an eighth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill and I am well-known in our steel rolling mill. How could I accept you two stupid apprentices?"
"You have been working for so many years and you are still only a first-class fitter. You really embarrass me."
Yi Zhonghai squirted harder and harder, and the more he squirted, the happier he felt in his heart.
"If it weren't for the fact that you guys know a little bit about the etiquette between master and disciple, I would have kicked you out a long time ago."
"Well, it's May Day in a few months. This year, I have to double my filial piety. The master has been in poor health recently and wants to eat snacks from Daoxiang Village. If any of you is filial, I will teach him the true skills of a fitter.
"
After listening to Yi Zhonghai's words, the two apprentices lowered their heads and remained silent.
They had also been taught real skills by Yi Zhonghai before.
At that time, they were still ecstatic, thinking that they could become master masters.
But after hearing about the so-called real skills, both of them were shocked.
It turns out that Yi Zhonghai's real skill is not to put your hands into the rolling mill when operating it.
Isn’t this nonsense!
Even if the two of them are not very smart, they will not fall for Yi Zhonghai's trick again.
Seeing that the two of them didn't take the bait, Yi Zhonghai became even more angry and was about to burst out in anger to show them what a truly stern master meant.
Officer Liu from the Publicity Department hurried in and whispered a few words in Yi Zhonghai's ear.
"What!"
Yi Zhonghai's face changed drastically at that time. He turned around to see the two apprentices staring at him, and said with a cold face: "Master has something to do now and needs to go out. You guys have completed my share of the task before getting off work!"
After saying that, he ignored the two angry young apprentices, took Director Liu's hand, and hurried out of the workshop.
The two came to a secluded place, and Yi Zhonghai let go of his hand and said with wide eyes: "Old Liu, what did you just say?"
Director Liu frowned: "The thing is like this, I was writing a promotional material in the Security Department just now, and suddenly I heard someone mention your name outside. You also know that I like to help my friends the most, so I secretly
I lay down in the crack of the door and listened."
"It turns out that someone came to the security department to report the crime. That person seemed to be an old lady. She was Jia Zhang, the in-laws of Qin Huairu in your workshop."
"She claimed that it was you who killed a man named Jia Maolin back then, and she wanted Section Chief Li to file a case for investigation."
After listening, Yi Zhonghai was so frightened that he heard Jia Zhang whisper a few words in a low voice last time, asking to find out the cause of Jia Maolin's death.
But I didn't take it to heart. After all, it had been so many years and it was almost impossible to investigate clearly.
However, now that Jia Zhang has gone to the Security Department to report the case, she must have some evidence in her hands.
If that matter was found out, he probably wouldn't even be able to squat on the fence anymore.
Yi Zhonghai took several deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, looked at Director Liu and said, "Old Liu, has Section Chief Li opened the case?"
Officer Liu took a deep look at Yi Zhonghai.
He always felt that Yi Zhonghai's expression was a bit strange.
Could it be that Yi Zhonghai really harmed that Jia Maolin?
Of course, this idea was like a shooting star in his mind, extinguished quickly.
Even if Yi Zhonghai commits murder and arson, it has nothing to do with him.
Director Liu smiled and said: "Of course there is no case filed. You also know that our steel rolling mill is different from what it was more than ten years ago. Even if we want to investigate, we need approval from the superior department."
It turns out there was no case filed.
Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his chest, and explained with a smile: "That old woman, named Jia Zhang, was in the courtyard a while ago. She had a conflict with me about cleaning. She is an old woman.
Qianpo is the best at making trouble out of nothing and framing others. I never thought that she would frame me for killing Jia Maolin. Jia Maolin and I are like brothers."
"Yes, yes," Officer Liu sneered, why did he feel that Yi Zhonghai was a little guilty.
Yi Zhonghai also realized this, and without saying anything more, he took out a packet of large bags from his pocket and handed it to Director Liu.
"Old Liu, thank you very much this time. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have thought that Mrs. Jia Zhang would play tricks behind my back."
Seeing the pack of cigarettes, Director Liu narrowed his eyes with joy, quickly took it and put it in his pocket.
"I still have to go to work, so I'll leave first."
After Director Liu left, Yi Zhonghai's face suddenly turned pale.
Although he was convinced that the matter back then was handled carefully and no traces were left behind, Jia Zhang could not find out even if he wanted to.
However, if she is allowed to do this, it will have a huge impact on her reputation.
Yi Zhonghai's prestige has plummeted since he was deceived by Qin Huairu and took away his position as the first master. The residents who usually greeted him respectfully when they saw him now no longer take him seriously.
If this matter comes out again, he will definitely not have a good life in the courtyard in the future.
Thinking of these troublesome things, Yi Zhonghai was not in the mood to go back to the workshop and continue working. He turned around and went to the team next door and called Qin Huairu out.
Yi Zhonghai said with a straight face: "Qin Huairu, I heard that the Jia Zhang family is complaining everywhere, saying that I was the one who murdered you, Jia Maolin. Is this the case?"
Qin Huairu was shocked when she heard this. She did not expect that Yi Zhonghai would get the news so quickly.
However, Qin Huairu did not panic. Although Yi Zhonghai was still her master in name, he could no longer control her.
Qin Huairu said coldly: "Jia Zhang is a living person. If she wants to file a complaint, that is her freedom. I can't control it."
As he said that, Qin Huairu looked Yi Zhonghai up and down: "Besides, if you didn't murder Jia Maolin back then, why would you be so nervous? Haven't you heard of a saying that says true gold is not afraid of fire?"
"Qin Huairu, what is your attitude? No matter what I do, I am still your good master." Yi Zhonghai was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled.
"Master?" Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and crossed her arms: "Yi Zhonghai, tell me, as my master, what techniques have you taught me over the years?"