Chapter 113 [Jia Zhang was sour, and encouraged everyone in the compound to report it
"Silly Zhu, weren't you awesome just now?"
"Then why don't the comrades from the street office let you be the uncle of our courtyard?"
Xu Damao seized the opportunity to taunt Silly Zhu vigorously.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't get on the first floor, it's enough to see that Si Zhu is deflated.
"Xu Damao, what are you talking about here with a zero vote?"
"You don't have the right to let the comrades from the street office talk to you."
Shazhu was already worried, and now he was even more upset when he saw Xu Damao.
"At least I, Xu Damao, was not criticized by the steel rolling mill like you."
Xu Damao is still very confident about this.
He did some evil things behind his back, but he would never be caught by someone like a fool like Silly Zhu.
"Xu Damao, I think your skin is itchy, right?"
Silly Zhu rolled up his sleeves and prepared to greet Xu Damao with his fists.
"Come on, beat me silly!"
"Just say hello to my head."
"If you don't give me a shot this time, you're a coward!"
Not only did Xu Damao not hide, he even moved closer to Sha Zhu.
If Silly Zhu really breaks his head today, he will definitely send this bastard to the police station.
The two of them used to have small fights, but ever since Sha Zhu revealed his infertility, Xu Damao has been thinking of finding an opportunity to kill Sha Zhu.
Silly Zhu's raised fist stopped in mid-air.
"You want me to hit you, right?"
"I won't!"
The Chinese New Year is tomorrow, and Silly Zhu doesn’t want to cause trouble for himself.
Xu Damao let him fight, he must be trying to trick him again!
He won't be fooled yet!
"Si Zhu, let's wait and see."
After Xu Damao finished speaking, he hurried back to the backyard angrily.
After watching the good show, Liu Jiacheng and Lou Xiao'e returned to the backyard with the dumplings sent by the street office under the envious eyes of everyone in the compound.
"Liu Jiacheng has done really well in the past two years. Now even the comrades from the street office send him dumplings."
"They gave some old furniture to the street office and that's how we got dumplings."
"If you give your table to the street office, they will definitely give you dumplings to eat."
"I'm not willing to give the table away!"
"..."
Everyone was talking about it. Although they all knew that Liu Jiacheng had exchanged old furniture for it, there was still unavoidable envy in their eyes and tone.
Mrs. Jia Zhang pointed in the direction of the backyard with a look of displeasure: "What he did was just to please the street office, so that he could get involved if he had something to do in the future."
"Perhaps Liu Jiacheng obtained the advanced sewing machines and advanced equipment in this year's steel rolling mill through connections?"
"Which one of you is going to report him?"
Everyone could hear the sourness in Jia Zhang's tone, but they ignored her.
This is all Jia Zhang’s own guess!
Who will report something without evidence?
The fate of Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong lies before their eyes.
Furthermore...Liu Jiacheng is an eighth-level fitter, and his performance in the steel rolling mill is remarkable. It is reasonable to be rated as advanced.
Sewing tickets are also obtained by repairing the rolling mill!
If you report it now, you are making yourself uncomfortable.
"A bunch of cowards, let's continue to be cowards like this."
Seeing that no one came forward, Jia Zhang pushed Jia Dongxu back to the middle courtyard while cursing.
"Jia Zhang, who do you think is a coward?"
"You don't dare to report it yourself, and you still want to trick us here."
"Okay, just say a few words less!"
Everyone in the courtyard knows Jia Zhang's temper, and they should try their best to avoid provoking an old shrew like this.
Yan Bugui stood there for a long time and choked out a sentence: "What a pity!"
"Do you believe it or not?"
"If Liu Jiacheng had given me those furniture, I would have guaranteed to give him a double portion of cabbage and pork dumplings."
"It doesn't matter if you give him half a pound of more meat!"
"Listen to me, don't leave."
The election ended in a dramatic way, and no one was in the mood to listen to Yan Bugui's nonsense anymore.
Everyone knows that Yan Bugui only has one mouth!
To put it nicely, I want to give you a double portion of dumplings!
If Liu Jiacheng had really given the old furniture to Yan Bugui, he probably wouldn't even be able to see the dumpling wrappers now.
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backyard.
Lou Xiaoe put the dumplings sent by the comrades from the street office together with all the dumplings they had wrapped.
"When I walked in front of those people with the dumplings given by the street just now, I felt very proud."
Lou Xiaoe is also a vain person.
She still remembers that when she first came here, many people in the compound looked down upon her. Although she didn't say it explicitly, she could tell it in their eyes.
Think about it now...
Her life has been envied by countless people!
Lou Xiao'e held her fragrant cheeks, stared at the dumplings in front of her and said, "I don't know whether the dumplings we make ourselves are more delicious, or whether the dumplings sent by comrades from the street office are more delicious."
"You'll know when it comes out tomorrow."
"It's getting late, let's take a rest."
With the election in the front yard and the arrival of comrades from the street office, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.
If it were in later generations, I guess most people would still be awake!
But in this day and age... dogs are asleep.
"Ha...sleep!"
Lou Xiao'e turned off the light and got into bed.
Liu Jiacheng was sleeping soundly here, but Liu Haizhong on the other side of the backyard was shaking with anger.
He dreams of becoming an official!
This time we finally managed to create an opportunity for a general election.
Originally, with the same vote, he and Yan Bugui could take turns to be the first master of the courtyard.
Just because Liu Jiacheng caused trouble in the middle, he got nothing now!
"Damn Liu Jiacheng, sooner or later I will make you look good."
Her bangs were wheezing and her fat body was shaking with her breathing as she sat on the chair.
Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui are different!
Yan Bugui wanted to gain some benefits by sitting on the throne of the master. Even if he could not become the master, he could still calculate in other ways.
And Liu Haizhong... just thought about official addiction!
"Dad, isn't it because the street office doesn't want you to be the master of the compound?"
"Why is it still blamed on Liu Jiacheng?"
Liu Guangfu lay on the bed and glanced at Liu Haizhong.
"You know nothing!"
"If Liu Jiacheng hadn't made trouble in the front yard just now, Yan Bugui and I would have done the first thing."
"If he hadn't jumped out and delayed it for so long, the election in the compound would have been over long ago, and he wouldn't have met the street office."
Liu Haizhong couldn't easily offend the street office, so he could only blame Liu Jiacheng for this incident.
First, they sabotaged his work-level assessment, and then they disturbed him from becoming the boss of the courtyard.
Wait!
Liu Jiacheng, please don't let him fall into his hands in the future, otherwise this guy will look good.
The second aunt came over and said, "Old Liu, didn't you say you could get a letter of recommendation from the street office? If we had this letter of recommendation, we wouldn't be able to sit in the uncle's position."
"You silly old bitch, don't bother me here!"
"Now that the street office has made it clear that I can no longer be the senior official in the hospital, where can I get a letter of recommendation?"
If the street office doesn't come to the compound today, it's still possible that he might have a relationship.
But now that the street office has made it clear, there is no room for change!