Siheyuan: This is really immoral

evening.

In the afternoon, Linzhuang once again completed the handover of materials with the steel rolling mill. After settling the money and bills at the steel rolling mill, he did not go to find Yu Haitang.

The main reason is that I haven't been back to Siheyuan for a while, and I don't want some of the beasts in Siheyuan to think that he is gone and they are fine again.

I was delayed for some time when settling accounts at the steel mill, and it was already late when I came out, so I rode my bike straight to the courtyard.

As soon as I arrived at the courtyard, I saw Yan Bugui sitting in the yard, looking at the people passing by with his eyes slightly narrowed.

After seeing Lin Zhuang coming, he opened his eyes to normal, stood up from the small chair and said with a smile: "Hey, Lin Zhuang is back? It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Alas..." Lin Zhuang sighed, "I have been a bit busy recently."

"It's better to be busy. It's not like my son-in-law who can't do anything!" Then, Yan Bugui asked with a little envy: "I heard from the uncles that you are going to be promoted again?"

Lin Zhuang waved his hands quickly. He couldn't admit such a thing directly. He said vaguely:

"Is this true? Uncle Third is so well-informed!"

"However, it seems that I just have the hope of promotion. I have been nominated, but I am not sure what the final outcome will be."

Yan Bugui was a very smart man. He understood Lin Zhuang's modesty and low-keyness. "Hey! I think this thing will definitely work. You are the most promising one in our hospital."

"It's the same in any position. You can show your self-worth and shine for the motherland." Then, Lin Zhuang immediately remembered that the master of sophistry, Secretary Yuliang, once said: "Just like what someone said, I am the president of the country and you are cleaning the feces, both of us are serving the people."

Yan Bugui was shocked. My goodness! This Lin Zhuang dared to say anything, and it seemed very reasonable. He couldn't refute anything, right?

Everyone knows it clearly. For example, if he is asked to sweep the toilets in school or to dig out feces at a steel mill, he will definitely be unwilling to do so and will definitely be despised by his neighbors.

Have you forgotten the time when Shazhu went to sweep the toilet for a while and what people said about him?

But if anyone wants to refute this, they cannot do so.

What they said is indeed not wrong. The night soil collectors also serve the people. We cannot do without them. Moreover, if this word gets out, it will be seen that Yan Bugui discriminates against night soil collectors.

Then it's really over. They say everyone is equal, who are you looking down on? !

Yan Bugui understood the meaning of this sentence in a short time, and his scalp suddenly went numb!

He must never offend Lin Zhuang in the future. As a teacher, he is well aware of the offensive power of language. Didn’t you see that Comrade Shu Ren gave up medicine to pursue literature?

If I offend Lin Zhuang in the future, and he sets some serious trap for me one day, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Yan Bugui said with a flattering smile:

"Did you not go fishing during this period? You didn't even ask Uncle San to help you."

"Next time, just leave it to Uncle Three. We're neighbors, so I'll accept less. Next time... No, I don't want your fish soup!"

Although he was smiling, Yan Bugui felt a little painful in his heart. You know, this is fish bladder, and it can be a delicious meat dish if it is roasted!

This time, just consider it as a gesture of goodwill to Linzhuang. It’s not a loss at all. But you must never do this again next time!

Correct!

Just this once! Never again!!

But when Lin Zhuang heard this, he fell silent and subconsciously thought about the pickled fish in the space.

If he were left alone, he would never be able to finish it. It was too much and he wouldn't even have time to think about whether he would get sick of it or not.

And it’s salty.

It's okay to give it to others occasionally or to have a snack occasionally, but it won't be pleasant if you eat too much. It's not like he has nothing to eat.

But you still have to do the surface work.

Lin Zhuang nodded and said, "Okay, when you catch more fish, you can come back to Uncle San. As for the fish bubbles...just do what you agreed to at the time."

Lin Zhuang is still good at handling things. No wonder Sha Zhu in the yard and Xu Damao who had a knife on his neck, who can compare to Lin Zhuang?

Yan Bugui smiled gently, with satisfaction in his eyes. In his heart, he was also sighing that he was really amazing. He should be the first person in the hospital who decided to build a good relationship with Lin Zhuang.

Such a big thing happened in the yard, and Lin Zhuang hasn't come back yet, so of course I have to tell him about it. Doesn't this show that I am on his side?

"Linzhuang, let me tell you, a big thing happened in the courtyard yesterday!"

Lin Zhuang was surprised and asked, "Bang Geng was arrested???"

Yan Bugui was stunned. What does this have to do with Banggeng? Without thinking too much, he said, "No, Xu Damao wanted to commit suicide yesterday. The knife was on his neck and he was about to die. Fortunately, the three of us and Shazhu saved the situation."

"Suicide?!" Lin Zhuang couldn't believe his ears. He could never have imagined that such a thing could happen.

Is the courtyard house now like the weeds outside, growing freely and swaying in the wind?

Even without him, this kind of thing would have happened. Curiously, he asked, "Why would you commit suicide for no reason?"

Yan Bugui organized his words and said:

"To make a long story short, it all started with Shazhu saying it... and then Xu Damao couldn't stand it... and he was mumbling something about Ruhua at the time..."

"We didn't know who Ruhua was. We took her to her room but couldn't get any information. So we went to the street office to persuade her."

Lin Zhuang naturally knew who Ruhua belonged to, but he was amazed at when Xu Damao became such an infatuated person?

You know, even if he had received countless benefits from the Lou family in his previous life, it would be better for him to resolutely repay kindness with enmity in exchange for his own future.

Now, for a woman who has only known each other for a short time, the police should have told him what Ruhua’s occupation is, and she even has thoughts of suicide.

After all, we can't escape the four words 'carrying on the family line'.

Lin Zhuang shook his head in his heart. Comrade Damao, you have made an extremely wrong decision for the vast majority of Jishuai compatriots!

"So what's the situation now?"

"I don't know yet. Even today, the street office asked for leave for him from the steel mill. He went there but hasn't come back yet."

Lin Zhuang sighed and shook his head. "Okay, there is such a thing. I'm going back to my room after a tiring day."

"Hey! Good!"

Yan Bugui had nothing to talk about with Lin Zhuang, but he was thinking, why is his son such a loser, today he will be punished with one... no! Two pickled vegetable shreds!!

Not long after Lin Zhuang returned to the house, Wang's sister-in-law knocked on the door and said:

"Lin Zhuang, are you back?"

"Sister-in-law, is there anything wrong?" Lin Zhuang opened the door and saw sister-in-law Wang Jia holding her little daughter. He knew that the thought that just flashed through his mind must be wrong.