Cao Weidong's hand holding the lunch box shook and he almost didn't drop it.
Damn it!
I've only been out for a few days, why is my home still being burgled?
He suddenly understood Zhang Haiming's mood.
"What's going on? Could it be that it has rained heavily in Sijiu City in the past two days and my house was washed away?"
Cao Weidong guessed.
Logically speaking, the rainy season should be over, but there is still some time before it snows.
"That's not true."
Silly Zhu waved his hands repeatedly, "Actually, it's not right for me to say that. It's not that your home is gone, it's that the furniture in your home is going to be gone."
Silly Zhu saw that Cao Weidong had misunderstood, and quickly explained.
It turns out that the cause of the incident was Jia Zhang.
Cao Weidong went to the countryside to purchase unplanned daily necessities. Since he had to stay in the countryside for several days, he conveniently arranged several powerful mousetraps in the house.
It was just an unintentional move at first, but I didn’t expect to catch the little mouse Bangge that night.
The powerful mousetrap is a high-quality product that can be exchanged in Wanjie Mall. It has sharp teeth. Banggan was just a six or seven-year-old child at this time, with a delicate body. His right hand was caught in the mousetrap, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.
Clip your fingers off.
After Mrs. Jia Zhang found out, she hurriedly called Qin Huairu, and the two of them took Banggan to the health center overnight.
The next day Jia Zhang came back by herself.
I heard from Jia Zhang that Qin Huairu and Bang Geng have been transferred to a large hospital for treatment. Bang Geng's hand can be saved, but it will cost a lot of money to treat.
From that day on, Mrs. Jia and Zhang began to cry, make trouble, and summon spirits in the courtyard, calling Cao Weidong a bad guy with no good intentions.
When Cao Weidong heard this, he said disdainfully.
"What's wrong with me setting up mousetraps at home? He broke into my house and stole things. It's fine if I don't cause trouble to them, but he still blames me? How can there be such a strange thing in the world?"
Silly Zhu smiled bitterly.
"But after all, we are all neighbors. We can't see each other even if we look up..."
"Anyway, this matter was brought to the attention of three uncles, and three hearings were held..."
"Three sessions of trial?" Cao Weidong sneered.
There are more than twenty families living in the small courtyard, just like a small collective.
In order to coordinate the trivial matters in daily life, the residents elected three "stewards".
The "Uncle Steward" is somewhat similar to the "Chief of the Building" in later generations, except that he has much greater power and prestige. When there are matters that need to be arbitrated, and everyone feels that they will not trouble the public security, the "Uncle Steward" convenes all the residents of the hospital to discuss and make decisions.<
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"Big Brother" Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter in a steel rolling mill. He has no children. In the eyes of the residents in the hospital, he has an upright style and a fair judgment.
"Second Uncle" Liu Haizhong is a seventh-level blacksmith in the steel rolling mill. He is an official fanatic and likes to participate in the big and small affairs of the yard.
"Third Uncle" Yan Bugui is a seventh-grade teacher at Hongxing Primary School in the steel rolling mill. He is stingy in life and likes to take advantage.
These three uncles came together to hold a "three-court trial". Cao Weidong even thought about it with his buttocks and knew what virtue it was.
It's nothing more than making big things into small things and making small things into nothing.
Sure enough.
Silly Zhu continued: "Everyone didn't discuss any results at the meeting. They just decided to pool money to support the Jia family. After all, their family has no man and their life is quite difficult."
"You don't know, even the third uncle paid five yuan on the spot."
Silly Zhu had a strange expression on his face.
Cao Weidong glanced at Silly Zhu and asked with a half-smile: "Then how much did you donate?"
Silly Zhu smiled nonchalantly and said nothing.
Cao Weidong: "Haha."
Look, He Daqing, your son has become Qin Huairu’s little baby.
But it has nothing to do with him whatever Shazhu becomes.
Cao Weidong only cares about his own house.
"Well, I told you not to be angry..."
Silly Zhu made a foreshadowing and then started talking.
After the three-party interrogation, Jia Zhang was still unyielding. She took everyone's funds, but there was still a shortfall, so she clamored for compensation from Cao Weidong.
It’s just that after Cao Weidong left, there was no news for more than ten days.
She put her evil thoughts on the furniture in Cao Weidong's house.
I took the iron pot stove placed at the door to the entrusted store and exchanged it for money.
The entrusted shops at this time were also called "trust shops", which mainly purchased and traded second-hand items for pawns, which was equivalent to the "pawn shops" in ancient times and the "poyu" in the Internet era of previous lives.
Jia Zhang exchanged Cao Weidong's stove for money, and then set her sights on the furniture in the house, so she called the people from the entrusted store to come and collect the goods, but this time she was stopped by three uncles.
After all, Cao Weidong is also a resident of the courtyard, so they can't just favor Jia and Zhang.
However, the three uncles still couldn't resist such an old and pious woman as Jia Zhang, and finally agreed.
It is said that in the past two days, workers from the entrusted store have come to pull out furniture, so Shazhu asked Cao Weidong to go home and take a look.
If he had gone early, his furniture might have been saved.
"Haha."
Cao Weidong has an evil look at the corner of his eye.
He was really angry this time.
Xu Aiguo said angrily from the side: "Brother Wei Dong, I will find some brothers to go back with you tonight, and we will meet that old godly woman."
Cao Weidong waved his hand, "It's okay, I can handle it myself."
"Dingle bell, ring bell..."
At this moment, a clear ringtone came from the radio. This was the time, telling everyone that there was still one hour until the end of the meal.
Cao Weidong said: "Let's eat first, go back and take a nap later, and I will handle this matter myself in the evening."
He decided to teach Jia Zhang an unforgettable lesson.
.......
Just when Cao Weidong was thinking about how to teach Jia Zhang an unforgettable lesson, the home of Yang Haitao, deputy director of the ninth production workshop of the steel rolling mill, was solemn and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.
Yang Lian looked at his father with a sad face.
"Dad, what's going on? Why did you hit me as soon as I came back?"
"You treacherous son, you are going to make me mad to death. What have you been doing in the countryside these past few days? Why did Director Zhang come back to complain to me?"
When Yang Haitao heard his wife call to say that his son was home, he didn't even bother to eat lunch, so he was going to let Yang Lian have a meal of fried pork with bamboo sticks.
Yesterday, when he heard the news about Cao Weidong's official appointment, he was so anxious that he didn't sleep well all night. This morning, Zhang Haiming found him again and complained, saying that his son was not successful enough but failed more than failed. He was even more angry and wanted to hang up his good-for-nothing son.
Get up and fight.
And it also involves the benefits that have been given, as well as the price difference for purchasing materials from the supply and marketing cooperative.
A lot of money was spent inside and outside.
For Yang Haitao, this is an amount of money that will make him feel distressed for a long time.
However, at this time, when Yang Lian listened to his father's explanation of the situation, he also bowed his head and cried out for injustice, recounting his experience in Qinjiagou.
"So it's not your fault, it's Zhang Haiming's lack of ability, that's why he delayed your affairs?"
Yang Haitao frowned and said, "He can't even suppress an apprentice?"
"That's the problem."
Yang Lian said quickly: "The Qinjiagou production team has been completely run by that boy Cao Weidong. We can't carry out procurement work at all. If we go to another place, we will definitely not be in such a mess."
Slowly, Yang Haitao's anger disappeared.
After all, he only has one son, and he would still be reluctant to hang him up and beat him.
"The logistics department has no chance, so come and be a worker in my production workshop."
Yang Haitao sighed.
"I will find you a skilled fitter as a master. If you study hard for two years, you will be able to make a difference in the future."
Yang Lian agreed obediently.
When his father walked out the door, he looked in the direction of the steel rolling mill with a ferocious expression.