Siheyuan: A blessed place to start

Liu Haizhong glanced at Xiao Weiguo with a sly look in his eyes, wanting to see what his attitude was.

However, seeing that Xiao Weiguo looked calm and didn't seem to have too many thoughts, I felt a little relieved.

This meeting of pulling teeth was told by Liu Haizhong for more than half an hour, and everyone was so sleepy after listening to it.

"Okay, uncle, aren't you tired of talking for so long? You're spitting all over the place, and you haven't said a word about anything serious. That's enough!"

Xiao Weiguo originally wanted to support Liu Haizhong's work, but in the end he couldn't stand it anymore.

I secretly swore to myself that I would never interfere in the next meeting.

Liu Haizhong smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, my speaking skills are not as good as Chief Xiao! From now on..."

"Okay. Forget about that later. No matter how much I nag you, you are still the boss of the hospital. I dare not claim to be superior. I am just giving you some suggestions. You should take them to heart and make some changes. Otherwise, it will not be good if every meeting affects everyone's work tomorrow morning."

"Yes, uncle. It's just a matter of two or three minutes, but you kept repeating the same thing for a long time. I was confused. Won't this affect production at work tomorrow?"

As long as Xiao Weiguo took the lead, many people would follow him and express their true feelings.

Chen Dapao and his companions followed one after another.

"Brother Xiao, why don't you go up and say a few words?"

This is a true die-hard fan who follows me all the way, rain or shine.

"That won't do. The uncle is the most powerful in the courtyard. I dare not act rashly!"

Liu Haizhong widened his eyes, unable to believe that these words came from Xiao Weiguo's mouth.

He doesn't dare to become big? He has done less of this?

However, Liu Haizhong was already very satisfied in front of so many people giving him face.

"Yes, yes, I accept your criticism with an open mind, and I will try to make some changes in the future! Then today... the meeting ends here..."

The meeting finally ended with Liu Hai sighing. Everyone stood up and stretched, saying that attending a meeting was more tiring than working.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you? Now that Xu Damao, the evildoer, is gone, you should quickly return to your post!"

Chen Dapao kept talking to Xiao Weiguo about this matter, but Xiao Weiguo just waved his hands and remained firm in his stance.

"Right now, the outside world is in turmoil, so we have to keep a low profile! It's better for me to be an ordinary person in the compound and live my own life!"

At this point Xiao Weiguo suggested raising his voice, and Liu Hai, who was following behind him, could hear it clearly.

He felt more at ease. As long as Xiao Weiguo didn't do anything naughty, he, as the eldest brother, would be able to hold his position firmly.

Two years passed in a blink of an eye. During these two years, there were still trivial matters in the courtyard. Although there was no kidnapping by the Lord of Morality and no Xu Damao, the older young people in the courtyard were still alone.

Except for Liu Guangqi who escaped and Sha Zhu who entered into marriage ahead of schedule, the rest of the young men became mediocre.

It is easy to deal with older girls, after all, they can get married as long as they ask for less dowry and marry far away. But those local men who stay in the yard have forced themselves to become bachelors.

Today he had a blind date, but he messed it up. Tomorrow he had a blind date, but he messed it up again. This went on back and forth, and I just kept thinking that no one should be able to get married before me, but in the end, no one got married.

Matchmakers kept bringing girls to the courtyard, but the success rate was zero.

That morning, Yan Fugui was still standing at the door watering the flowers. He was in a good mood and humming a little tune while watering the flowers, because he had hired a matchmaker at a high price yesterday to act as a matchmaker for Yan Jiecheng.

Although the girl was from the countryside, as long as she was willing and Jie Cheng liked her, they would accept her.

It’s better to have a marriage partner than not!

Just when he was in high spirits, a deep voice broke the beauty.

"Old Yan, you are still the same!"

Old Yan?

Why are you so sticky? Are you so close to me?

Who are you!

Yan Fugui glanced at it with his eyes slanted and almost dropped his jaw in shock.

The spray bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, his legs went weak and he almost fell down with fright.

"You...you are..."

Yan Fugui pushed up his glasses to try to see more clearly, but even so he couldn't believe it was real.

A dark-skinned old man with an untidy beard stood in front of him, but he looked somewhat familiar.

"Lao Yi..."

"Why are you back? You..."

Yan Fugui was so frightened that he started to speak unsteadily, and even took a few steps back out of shock.

Yang Xuehua looked very strange in the room. She wiped the oil stains on her hands with an apron and walked out of the room.

"Old Yan, what are you doing? Why are you so startled so early in the morning..."

When Yang Xuehua went out and saw the dark old man in front of her, she was stunned instantly!

Who the hell is this?

"Oh my God, you are...Yi Zhonghai!"

The third aunt's scream broke the tranquility of the courtyard. After all, the name Yi Zhonghai had gradually disappeared in the courtyard.

If Tan Wenling hadn't still lived in the courtyard, she would have probably forgotten about him long ago.

The neighbors who vaguely heard Yi Zhonghai's call ran out of their homes in shock. When they looked closely, they saw a dark man standing at the door.

And that person really looked familiar!

"Yi Zhonghai? Is it really him? Didn't they say he was sentenced to more than ten years? How come he is out now?"

"Oh my god, this isn't a prison break!"

"What the hell is going on? Who's out? Who's alive again?"

……

When the people in the hospital heard the news, they came out to check, and when they saw Yi Zhonghai, they were shocked.

Although he became darker and looked like an old man, he seemed to be stronger.

It seems like he suffered a lot in there, but he also built up some muscles?

Seeing that everyone had their own guesses, Yi Zhonghai took the initiative to explain.

"My dear neighbors, I am Yi Zhonghai! But I did not escape from prison. I behaved well in prison and the organization granted me a reduced sentence!"

"Actually... I came back last night, but I didn't want to scare everyone, so I stood guard at the door all night!"

After hearing Yi Zhonghai's humble words, the neighbors lost their temper and put away some of the bad thoughts in their hearts.

Yan Fugui sighed and shook his head. This man who used to be a big shot in the courtyard had now become so timid, and he was still wearing the same outfit he wore when he entered.

Looking at the present time, it is no longer fashionable.

It really looks a bit pitiful.

But there must be something hateful about a pitiful person. The heinous crimes that Yi Zhonghai once committed are still vivid in my mind and make me feel a lump in my throat.

But so many years have passed, and he has learned his lesson. Who can say anything?

Yan Fugui hesitated for a moment. As the manager of the courtyard, he had to set an example.

"Old Yi, welcome back!" As he said that, he stepped forward and shook Yi Zhonghai's hand.

The two held each other tightly, but there was a hint of difference in Yan Fugui's eyes.

Logically speaking, this old guy should have suffered a lot in there, with not enough food to eat and not enough warm clothes to wear. His body should have been seriously affected, at least his face should be pale and his muscles should be weak.

But now his handshake seems very strong.

This strength is not something he can match...