I am doing well in the Siheyuan

It was a sunny day today and He Yuzhu was in a particularly good mood. He even hummed a little tune while working.

He and Qin Huairu have been married for two years, and it was the deaf old lady who introduced them to each other.

He Yuzhu only has a special affection for the widow Qin. Although Qin Huairu is not satisfactory, in order to prevent her nephew from living alone, Jia Zhang has to acquiesce to this marriage even though she is unwilling.

After all, he had been receiving He Yuzhu's salary for many years and had been eating and living for free, which was bound to be criticized.

Fortunately, Banggeng has grown up and he finally has someone to rely on in his old age.

Although life was stable, Qin Huairu had never been able to get pregnant, which made He Yuzhu the subject of much ridicule.

"Why are you grinning like an idiot here?" Qin Huairu saw He Yuzhu's happy face and walked over.

"Don't you know? Director Zhao from the factory's revolutionary committee has fallen flat on his face."

"That's it? I thought it was great news. What does his failure have to do with us?"

"How can it not matter? With Zhao's downfall, how long can Ye Ming remain so arrogant? Everyone has seen how he bullied the factory. I am like a junior in front of him. I feel so aggrieved!"

He Yuzhu took this opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction.

However, before he could finish his words, Yi Zhonghai walked over with a stern face.

"As long as he's still here, you have to act like his grandson in front of him! You're already a family man, but you don't know how to behave?"

Yi Zhonghai was deeply impressed by Ye Ming's behavior over the years. Even though he was still a member of the Municipal Revolutionary Committee, even if he really fell, Yi Zhonghai would not gossip about him for no reason.

Finally, there is some hope for the future, and Yi Zhonghai doesn't want to encounter any more setbacks.

"I say, Zhuzi, are you scared by him? Sooner or later, his day will come. Just wait and see."

He Yuzhu didn't take Yi Zhonghai's words to heart.

Qin Huairu, on the other hand, seemed much more cautious.

"It's right to listen to Uncle Yi. Let's just live our own lives and not care so much about others."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." He Yuzhu agreed verbally, but secretly asked around for information about Director Zhao.

In just a few days, the files of the main leaders of the Revolutionary Committees of various units were reviewed one by one, and many people were arrested.

The oppressive atmosphere that had lingered over the city of Sijiu for a long time dissipated a lot, and the changes were obvious.

Two days later, Ye Ming also received the news that he was suspended from his post and was under investigation! Not only was he dismissed from his position as the Municipal Revolutionary Committee, but he was also stripped of his position as the acting director of the steel mill.

When the news came out, there was an uproar in the Beixinqiao area.

Ye Ming's image is deeply rooted in everyone's mind. Now that he has fallen from the clouds to the dust, the residents in the Beixinqiao area are really finding it hard to adapt.

When the news was confirmed, some people at the steel mill even bought firecrackers out of their own pockets and set them off happily in front of the factory gate.

The news quickly spread throughout Nanluoguxiang and also reached Ye Ming's ears.

"How could they do this? You do all this, but..."

"Forget it. There's no point in getting angry with them. I've been suppressed for so long. It's time to relax."

Ran Qiuye was extremely angry, but Ye Ming seemed to not care at all and just smiled indifferently.

During these years, he not only had to manage a large enterprise with thousands of employees, but also had to devote all his energy to dealing with members of the Revolutionary Committee. Only he knew how hard it was.

It is rare to have free time now, and Ye Ming cherishes this peaceful life very much.

"Are you really okay? When will there be news? Will the people above really not make things difficult for you?"

Ran Qiuye was always worried.

Rumors were rife that jail time was a light sentence.

Considering the severity of what Ye Ming has done over the years, the death penalty is not impossible.

Ye Ming comforted her, "Don't worry, I have never lied to you. If something serious happened, you wouldn't let me stay at home and wait for news.

The results will be out soon, so I will take this opportunity to take a good rest."

As he spoke, Ye Ming took out two bottles of aged Moutai from home, got on his bicycle and left.

Ran Qiuye knew that he was going to find Uncle Guan and Hou Polan to drink and relieve his boredom, so he didn't say anything more.

The neighbors in the yard have always maintained a clear boundary with their family.

Even Mrs. Han from the Central Courtyard rarely had any dealings with their family.

Now that Ye Ming is in trouble, there are many people who are gloating over his misfortune.

However, no one dared to provoke them easily. After all, even if a tiger has fallen into poverty, its power is still there.

Whenever he had free time, Ye Ming would bring some good wine to visit Uncle Guan, and the two would drink and chat together. This habit had become unshakable.

After becoming frustrated, Hou Polan changed his career and started collecting scrap. After experiencing many vicissitudes of life, his understanding of life has become extremely thorough.

After these years of interaction, the three of them have become close friends who can talk about anything regardless of age.

On weekdays, what they discuss most often is the old items in their respective collections.

Ye Ming's knowledge and accumulation of antiques seem to be a natural gift, while Uncle Guan and Hou Polan have acquired their vision and experience through their own hard work.

Especially Uncle Guan, his vision and intuition in the field of antique appreciation are unmatched.

Even so, Ye Ming's talent and knowledge in understanding antiques still made him feel inferior. Ye Ming could recite many anecdotes that even Uncle Guan didn't know, which amazed Uncle Guan.

As for Marquis Paola, he is also a well-known collector in the capital, but in front of Uncle Guan and Ye Ming, he can only learn humbly.

A few years ago, the little lazy cat was taken by his parents to study abroad, and Grandpa Guan has been living alone ever since.

Whenever he had time, Hou Paolan would come to Uncle Guan's house and have a drink with him.

"Oh, you brought Du Kang today? Marquis Pauper, did you get another harvest?"

"You really have a sharp eye. Nothing can be hidden from you."

The Tattered Marquis smiled and casually placed the tattered straw hat on the table beside him.

Over the years, his dress and appearance have not changed much, but Uncle Guan's hair has many more white strands. Fortunately, he is still in good health.

"Don't keep us in suspense. What treasure did you get? Why don't you take it out and show it to us?"

“It’s just a small blue and white bowl from the Ming Dynasty. I’m afraid it won’t catch your eye, Master Guan.

Actually, I came to you today because I have an important matter to discuss."

The smile on Marquis Polan's face gradually faded, and it was rare for Uncle Guan to see him so serious.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"You are really smart. It's not my fault. It's that Ye Ming is in trouble."

Uncle Guan was stunned, then his brows furrowed.

They have seen everything Ye Ming has done over the years, one by one. To outsiders, it may seem like an act against conscience, but they are clear about the twists and turns behind it.

They also advised Ye Ming that once the investigation was carried out in the future, it would be difficult for him to clear his name without evidence.

They are insignificant little people, and even if they come forward to testify, I'm afraid no one will believe them.

"No matter what, Ye Ming cannot be wronged!"

"That being said, we owe him a favor. The people of the entire capital owe him a favor, but is there anyone who would believe what we say?"

Just at this moment, a handsome young man poked his head in from outside the door.

"Master, what are you and the Broken Marquis talking about?"

"Oh, Chunming is back?" Uncle Guan showed joy when he saw the person coming.

The apprentice I took in unexpectedly a few years ago, I heard that he went to the countryside to work as an educated youth. I didn’t expect him to come back so soon.

"Master, I hurried to see you as soon as I got back."

"Well, you come to see me with nothing?"

"Hey, I just returned to the city and haven't found a job yet.

Master, I heard you say outside that someone was wrongly accused? What happened? Can you tell me?"

Han Chunming came closer with curiosity in his eyes.

"Go away, go away. If you have time, spend more time thinking about your work. Why bother with this?"

"I don't need to worry about work. Cheng Jianjun's father in our unit has some connections and can help us get two positions in the food factory."

"Food factory? I remember Ye Ming is the acting director of the steel mill, right?"

"Ye Ming?"

When Uncle Guan mentioned this name, Han Chunming was slightly stunned.

This person was all too familiar to him.

When he was in Beixinqiao, before he went to the countryside to work as a farmer, Ye Ming was a man of his word, and he did many things that harmed others and benefited himself.

In the early years, the relationship between the two families was still good, but since Ye Ming became the head of the Revolutionary Committee, his family strictly forbade him to have any contact with the Ye family.

Han Chunming was deeply impressed by Ye Ming.

He didn't understand why his master and Marquis Paola had any friendship with him, and it seemed that the relationship between them was special.

Just as he was wondering, Ye Ming walked into the yard holding a bottle of Moutai.