Siheyuan: A hundred-year-old naughty boy, smashing all the birds!

The postman who was pulled back was taken aback for a moment, which was a bit unexpected. He turned around in surprise and looked at Liu Tiejun, and then asked in a good-tempered manner.

"Mr. Liu, is there anything else you need to do? If it's chatter, then next time."

"After all, I'm going to deliver the letter now, and I haven't finished my task today."

"If it's late, other people's families will be anxious."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Song planned to continue riding his bicycle to deliver the letter.

Hearing Xiao Song's words, Liu Tiejun couldn't care less at the moment, he quickly grabbed Xiao Song's bicycle, looked at the postman Xiao Song, and asked eagerly: "Xiao Song, my memory is not very good. Yes, I just want to ask you, who usually receives my letters?"

After speaking, Liu Tiejun pretended that he was old and his memory was not good, so he immediately felt embarrassed.

His actions didn't arouse any suspicion in Xiao Song, the postman.

After all, Liu Tiejun is a hundred years old, and it is human nature to have a bad memory.

The postman Xiao Song also laughed after listening to it at this moment: "Old man, let me just say that you have a bad memory. Your letters were all taken away by the uncle in your compound. He is a good man. Every time I come to deliver a letter, he is the one who collects it for you, and I don’t mind trouble.”

"However, he has been collecting letters for you for several years. You can forget about it. People really have to obey their old age."

Hearing this, Liu Tiejun immediately understood that his letter was being detained by the pious one among the uncles.

And he still withheld his letter for several years!

This is too much!

He dislikes his own life, it's too long, right?

Who gave him the guts!

The last scene of the original owner was bleak, that must be because of the handwriting of a master.

This uncle is definitely one of the murderers who killed the original owner.

You must know that the original owner was looking forward to his grandchildren writing letters to him every day at that time. At that time, he did not know how many times he cried behind others' backs.

But his letter is far away.

In his memory, the original owner was sick, lying on the bed, calling his grandchildren's names over and over again!

But the response to him was an empty house.

Now Liu Tiejun is so angry that his veins are bursting.

This Yi Zhonghai is indeed full of bad water.

If the original owner had received the letter at that time, would the original owner have the courage to wait for his grandchildren to return during the long wait?
If the original owner had received the letter at that time, would the original owner also take good care of his body and not get the fatal typhoid fever?

The original owner was not a person who liked to trouble others.

But because of what he believed in, he also went to ask Uncle Yi with great hope at that time.

This uncle is clearly holding his letter in his hand, but he has always pretended not to know.

Playing around with the original owner, he finally took this opportunity to teach the original owner a lesson.

This uncle is not a man!

It was him who caused the original owner to die. He never received the letter from his grandchildren.

A person left this world alone and helpless.

And no one knows yet!

Such a kind and weak old man ended up like this, he couldn't stand it!

Original owner, I'm in charge of your affairs!
At this time, Liu Tiejun made a silent decision in his heart.

But after thinking about it, Liu Tiejun was still furious.

"This little bastard!"

Suddenly, Liu Tiejun swears once.

He really couldn't take it anymore.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be the handwriting of Uncle Yi in it!
He was so indiscriminate that he withheld the original owner's private letter so abruptly.

This uncle is really a great official authority!

"Old man, what's the matter with you, why do you have such a big temper all of a sudden."

At this moment, Xiao Song was stunned when he saw Liu Tiejun's angry appearance about to jump, and suddenly felt strange.

This was the first time he heard Mr. Liu swearing.

It looks like something big is about to happen.

However, he still persuaded Liu Tiejun patiently: "Mr. Liu, no matter what happens, don't be so angry, it will hurt your health!"

Listening to Xiao Song's words, Liu Tiejun realized that he had lost his composure just now.

This is mainly because Uncle One is really not a person!
"It's nothing, Xiao Song, it's just that I didn't handle some things well here. I just remembered it just now. I'm sorry, I scared you just now."

Liu Tiejun waved his hand, and then he returned to his usual kind-hearted look, so cheerful.

He still knows who to turn to to settle accounts, and he can't hurt innocent people.

Uncle Yi, let's settle this account slowly!
"By the way, Xiao Song, please leave me your name and address. If there are any correspondence matters in the future, I will go to you."

"You also know that I'm at home alone, and I really don't know how to deal with some things."

After finishing speaking, Liu Tiejun spread his hands together, looked at Xiao Song and said directly.

"That's fine, I'll write to you."

Without doubting him, the postman Xiao Song directly wrote a list of his name and address to Mr. Liu. After all, who would refuse the request of a kind old man.

He also admired this old man for raising his grandchildren so well.

After the postman finished writing the note, he got on his bicycle and headed to other alleys.

And Liu Tiejun got his letter and the note that Xiao Song handed him.

He was not in a hurry to go back to the yard at the moment, he turned a corner and walked towards the street office.

After all, there are some things that he has to discuss with the people in the street office first.

He wants to collect all the evidence, and then give Uncle Yi a hard blow.

Uncle One owes the original owner, and he wants to get it back one by one slowly!
When Liu Tiejun rushed to the sub-district office in a hurry, I have to say that Liu Tiejun's luck was really good, and the director of the sub-district office happened to be here at the moment.

After seeing Liu Tiejun, the director of the street office, he hurried up to greet him.

"Mr. Liu, what kind of wind is this? It actually brought you here."

Speaking of which, the director of the street office has some relationship with the original owner, and the director of the street office can be regarded as an old Red Army, but he is of the same generation as Liu Tiejun's son.

The director just joined the Red Army when he was young, but he was in charge of the logistics of Liu Tiejun and his team.

Rounding off, that is to say, they fought battles together.