Siheyuan: The Rebirth of the Silly Pillar in the 50s

Liu Haizhong was kicked out of the night school, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

He had obviously signed up, and Director Hao of the Human Resources Department also told him which address and class he attended.

Why is it that my name is not on the roster?

Could it be that they really made a mistake?

He looked at the time. By this time, everyone in the office at the steel rolling mill had gone home.

I had no choice but to go to someone else's home to find him.

Liu Haizhong was pretty good at doing things, so he knew he couldn't go empty-handed when he came to visit unexpectedly. He even bought a pair of economy cigarettes when he passed by the supply and marketing cooperative on the way.

I can’t afford a big front door, so I have to make do.

Director Hao of the Human Resources Department heard a knock on the door and was a little surprised when he opened the door and saw Liu Haizhong.

"Comrade Liu, why are you here?"

Liu Haizhong offered the economic cigarette first and said with a smile: "Director Hao, excuse me. I'm here to ask you something."

"Come in and talk."

Director Hao said, turning around and entering the room without letting his bangs hit him.

Liu Haizhong didn't pay much attention to it. When he entered the room, he put the cigarette on the table and found a small bench to sit down.

"Director Hao, I went to night school today. But they checked and said my name was not on the list. What's going on?"

"Oh~"

Director Hao then remembered and immediately slapped his thigh and said, "I forgot to tell you, your night school quota has been allocated to others after the organization decided."

Liu Haizhong was taken aback.

"To whom?"

"He Yuzhu from your factory!"

"Why!"

Bangs was so angry that he stood up.

"The policy of this night school is to allow old comrades like us who have dropped out of school for a long time to study culture. How old is He Yuzhu? He is fifteen years old. He is not even old enough. Why should I give him my place?"

Director Hao saw that he was anxious, and his face showed a little displeasure.

"Old Liu, you are already an old comrade. Don't you understand this? He Yuzhu is not old enough but he can still enroll in night school. What does this mean?"

"Indicate what?"

"It means he has something to do with it!"

Director Hao was speechless.

At such an old age, don’t you even understand this little thing about human nature?

You have to teach yourself.

"What kind of relationship does he have? They are all cooks. What kind of relationship do they have?"

"Old Liu, you'd better pay attention to what you say!"

Director Hao pointed at Liu Haizhong and lectured: "He Yuzhu was appointed by Lou Dong to go to school. Besides, as a junior high school graduate, you got this quota by accident. The organization has the right to change your quota!"

"I'm from a high school! I graduated from a high school!"

Liu Haizhong will defend his bottom line to the death.

He has always refused to admit to anyone that his educational level is as low as that of a junior high school student.

"You're still lying!"

Director Hao also became excited, stood up and shouted: "Your information is clearly written. You are an old comrade and you are so dishonest! No night school will accept you, a dishonest guy like you."

Liu Haizhong panicked immediately when he heard this.

He quickly softened his tone and begged: "Director Hao, you see there are more places in the school than I have, so you can be accommodating and let me in. I promise to study hard after entering the school and make contributions to the steel rolling mill after I finish my studies."

"Old Liu, it's not that I won't help you. It's what Director Lou decided and I can't change it. This class of students is already full. It's useless even if you beg me."

"Director Hao..."

The bangs moaned in pain.

Director Hao shook his head and said, "You'd better take this cigarette back. There's really nothing you can do about the fact you asked me to do it. Let's talk about it next time when we have a chance, okay?"

What else did Liu Haizhong want to say.

But before he could open his mouth, he was already kicked out with the cigarette in hand.

The moment the door slammed shut, Liu Haizhong's heart was broken.

He really couldn't understand that he had dedicated so many years to the steel rolling mill.

Even going to school was snatched away by a young man.

How capable is He Yuzhu that Lou Bancheng personally appoints him to go to school?

Besides, he’s just a cook, so what’s the point of going to so many schools?

Is it possible that I can still cook while holding a book?

Liu Haizhong stood at the door for a long time holding the economical cigarette before turning and leaving.

After returning to the compound, a neighbor even hit her with a gun.

"Old Liu, why are you back? Aren't you going to school today?"

"none of your business!"

Liu Haizhong turned around and glared at the talkative neighbor, and walked angrily to the backyard.

"Did you take gunpowder?"

"I think after studying for a day, I realized that I won't give up for anything!"

"Haha... I just said that this kind of learning is not something that can be learned by just one person."

"Anyway, he definitely can't do it with bangs..."

……

When Liu Haizhong returned home and slapped his cigarette on the table, he saw the two younger ones, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, and the war started to change again.

"You two don't even know how to say hello when you see your own father? Are you itchy again?"

Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian were both stunned.

He shrank his neck in fear.

"The same goes for you two. Have you forgotten the rules of our house? Call me daddy!"

Wang Cuifen reminded from the side.

"dad……"

The two little ones greeted each other quietly.

Unexpectedly, the bangs snapped up and cursed: "What are you calling daddy? Who is your daddy?"

My son and my wife were stunned.

It would be wrong not to shout, and it would be wrong to shout!

Liu Guangfu was the youngest. When he felt aggrieved, he burst into tears.

Liu Haizhong was upset by his crying, so he picked up the feather duster and hit his butt twice more.

Wang Cuifen quickly stopped and said, "Old Liu, what are you doing? The child has done nothing wrong."

"Did nothing wrong? They were born with a mistake!"

The anger that had no place to vent in his bangs was all vented on his own son.

For a moment, the sound of feather dusters, children's cries, and Wang Cuifen's consolation echoed in the room.

Liu Haizhong cursed as he twitched, "I, Liu Haizhong, don't know what evil I have done! What evil have I done! I can't live well by myself, and my son is not as good as someone else's! I really don't know why I gave birth to you!"

Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian hugged each other and cried.

When the feather duster in the bangs was pulled out for the last time.

Liu Guangtian glared at Liu Haizhong fiercely and said, "When you get angry outside, take it out on us when you come home! Whose father is like you! Just wait! When I grow up, I have to take the high school entrance examination. When I go out like my elder brother, Never come back!"

"Yes! I won't come back either!"

Liu Guangfu parroted the words and echoed.

Liu Haizhong was stunned for two seconds, and his anger reached its peak.

Use your hands and feather duster at the same time to hit harder!

"Unfilial son! Look, if we don't beat you two to death today! You are both unfilial sons!"