Siheyuan: A blessed place to start

Sha Zhu got angry instantly. I am the second canteen team leader. Although I have been demoted to the workshop now, it is only a matter of time before I return. How can I let you little bastards bully me?

"Hehehe, you're wrongly accusing me of something, right? Do I really need to cheat on you?"

"That may not be the case. After so many years of not blooming, I can't hold back my interest anymore!"

Someone in the crowd said something that made Shazhu so angry that he exploded.

"Bullshit, I didn't steal the chicken! If you accuse me again, I'll beat you to a pulp."

Sha Zhu pointed at everyone and made indirect accusations, but Xiao Weiguo subdued him with just one hand.

"What are you doing? You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. You are not worthy of being a filthy person among the elders in the courtyard. This matter is serious. We have to hold a meeting to discuss it! Want justice for Xu Damao's chickens?"

After saying that, Xiao Weiguo turned around and looked at everyone, and everyone responded.

"Yes, if the case is serious, we must hold a meeting to execute him!"

"Shazhu wouldn't be stupid enough to do such a thing, right? How come this trait is inherited from the Jia family?"

"Shazhu, no matter whether you were wrongly accused or you did it, you must hold a meeting to explain this matter clearly, otherwise you will not be able to live in the hospital anymore."

……

Everyone was blaming Sha Zhu, and Sha Zhu was so angry that he walked into the yard with his neck stiffened.

But Yi Zhonghai frowned, his face looked ashen!

As a qualified elderly caregiver, Yi Zhonghai cannot ignore him, but this matter is most likely the Jia family's masterpiece. If the truth comes out, Jia Zhang will have to cry and beg him again.

I am in a dilemma!

Zhang Cuifang, ah, Zhang Cuifang, I have lost my life in your hands.

But at this time everyone had moved to the central courtyard, where the eight-immortals table had been set up. Liu Guangtian still had the tact to accommodate Xiao Weiguo properly.

He sat opposite a few old men, with a large number of people supporting him behind him.

Everyone was discussing this in groups of three or four, and many people speculated that this was probably a misunderstanding and that it was actually Bang Geng's doing.

However, one must have evidence when speaking. Without solid evidence, no one can stop Jia Zhang from protecting her child.

Xiao Weiguo took out a cigarette, and Yan Jiecheng beside him hurriedly handed him a light. Yan Fugui sat in the hall and rubbed his hands anxiously.

I wish I could fly to Xiao Weiguo and get a cigarette to satisfy my craving.

The second uncle squinted his eyes and saw that the first uncle didn't say anything. Yan Fugui was distracted, so he immediately seized the opportunity and knocked on the table with a large teapot.

"Alright, alright, stop talking. If you can discuss and come to a conclusion, there's no need to hold a meeting. Um... Old Yi, can you say something first?"

Fatty Liu was taking the opportunity to show off his power again. Yi Zhonghai came to his senses, coughed twice, moved his butt, and put his hands on the table, acting like a big leader.

"Let me say a few words about this. There is actually someone in our courtyard..."

"Okay, uncle, just talk about the important things and stop talking about those useless nonsense. After this, I have to go home and do prenatal education!"

You can tell whether it is there or not just by looking at Xiao Weiguo's move. Although I didn't understand what Xiao Weiguo meant by prenatal education, it is obvious that this is just a loss of face!

"Weiguo is really cultured. What kind of literary words are these? What is prenatal education? You can teach us too!"

"That's right, Weiguo, please tell me what prenatal education is. I have never heard of this term in my life!"

Several middle-aged women kept praising Xiao Weiguo with expectant looks on their faces.

"Oh, isn't my Jingru pregnant? Prenatal education means singing songs and telling stories to her belly, and talking about moral principles. As the saying goes, you have to raise a baby from the root, otherwise he will become a thief in the future!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started discussing happily, asking themselves: Is society so developed now?

Is it possible to educate a child remotely?

How strange!

So they started discussing in groups of three or four, and even Yan Fugui joined in.

After all, as a teacher who teaches and educates people, he is always thinking about how to get promoted and increase his salary. If this matter is discussed at the school staff meeting, would it be helpful to him?

Even Liu Haizhong was wondering whether this would be useful.

Only Yi Zhonghai, when it comes to children, it is an eternal pain in his heart.

The old lady also turned around and went back to the house, covered in dust and dirt. Xiao Weiguo sighed.

I'm sorry, auntie, it's really unbearable to just follow her and watch the show.

Who made you end up with such a hypocritical old man?

At this time, Yi Zhonghai was sitting in the hall, like an ant on a hot pan, feeling the backstabs coming at him wave after wave.

Damn it, I just don’t have a son~

wrong!

It’s hard to say Dongxu…

Haha, even though I have always been stuck to the Jia family, as long as I can have one more son, the family will not be extinct!

As long as Dongxu can still breathe, he is still a man with a son.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but straighten his back a little.

Liu Haizhong was very perceptive. Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Lao Yi didn't know whether he was laughing or crying. He stood up and slammed the table hard with his arm that could lift a hundred pounds.

I wanted to shock everyone, but unexpectedly the round table fell apart with a loud bang.

For a moment, it was as if the air froze and everyone looked at Liu Haizhong at the same time...

I was surprised and impressed by Liu Haizhong's feat.

There is so much urine!

Capable man!

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the flesh on Fatty Liu's face trembled and his mouth opened in embarrassment.

"This...the table is not solid!"

"Second uncle, what kind of table can withstand your 200-jin force? Now the table is falling apart. This... can't be a sign of anything!"

The more Xiao Weiguo spoke, the more ridiculous it became, and everyone was stunned.

"What do you mean, Brother Xiao? Explain it clearly, I don't understand!"

Chen Dapao stretched out his curious little head and asked, and everyone looked over.

"The only use of this table is for meetings, and now the table is gone..."

As he spoke, Xiao Weiguo patted his thigh. A look of regret appeared on his face, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and couldn't help but chuckle a few times.

"Chief Xiao, you can't say that. The three of us were appointed by the street office itself, so we can't make a scene like that!"

Yan Fugui moved out of the position of street director, Xiao Weiguo smiled awkwardly, while Yi Zhonghai stared at Liu Haizhong with a grim face.

Fatty Liu pouted like a child who had done something wrong and didn't dare to look Lao Yi in the eye.

"Alright, for the convenience of future meetings, the Liu family will repair this table. Meeting adjourned!"

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand, stood up and was about to leave.

Xiao Weiguo glanced at Xu Damao, who looked confused.

"No, gentlemen, what do you mean by adjourning the meeting? May I ask if my family's problems have been resolved? Where are my chickens?"

Lou Xiao'e glanced at Xu Damao and thought, it's just a chicken.

Is it necessary to be so angry and indignant as if one is desperate?

But are the uncles in this courtyard just for show?

Where is this going?

Thinking of Lou Xiao'e with her arms folded in front of her, her eyes unconsciously drifted to Xiao Weiguo.