Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"Everyone should try to take care of Damao recently. Damao is our good neighbor. We have always valued helping each other in our yard, so..."

After Yi Zhonghai's lengthy speech, the matter was finally determined.

No matter what everyone thought about this matter, they did a good job on the surface and everyone agreed.

Yi Zhonghai turned his head to look at Xu Damao and asked:

"Da Mao, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Xu Damao looked up when he heard this, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you help me find Ruhua?"

Yi Zhonghai:.......

Why is it Ruhua again...

He asked when he went to the street today, and he also learned about the situation of Ruhua mentioned by Xu Damao.

It would be fine if he had the ability to find him, but where can he find someone that even the police can't find?

and!

The most important thing is, when you, Xu Damao, heard that your family was going to be wiped out, you cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to hang yourself. Why didn’t you think about me, the old man in this yard, when you were bullying me behind my back a few years ago?

Yi Zhonghai was speechless for a while, and the people below were also silent.

Who would be willing to rack their brains to help you find a secret door to disappear? Besides, they are also afraid of offending Xu Damao. It is best not to say anything at this time. The less you say, the better.

I was afraid that I would irritate Xu Damao's brain like Sha Zhu.

Looking at the others, including Yan Bugui who was indifferent to the matter and said nothing, this important task fell on Yi Zhonghai again. He hesitated for a moment and said:

"Da Mao, this is a job for the public security. See if the neighbors in our yard can help you."

"I want Ruhua. Without Ruhua, I want a wife and a son." Just when Yi Zhonghai was still thinking about how to tactfully dispel his unrealistic fantasy, Xu Damao seemed to have thought of something. His body trembled suddenly and he said:

"I don't want to be like Sha Zhu, and I don't want to be like you, without a wife when I'm young, and without a son to take care of me when I'm old."

It was as if something exploded in Yi Zhonghai's mind, and he couldn't believe what Xu Damao said.

With eyes wide open, he slowly turned his head to look at Xu Damao who was muttering to himself, then quickly turned his head to look at the neighbors in the courtyard.

Although the people below didn't seem to laugh at him because he was the eldest brother in the yard, he always felt that he saw the ambiguous meaning in their eyes.

Years of energy-cultivation skills completely collapsed at this moment. Yi Zhonghai glared at Xu Damao, who lowered his head, with a dark face.

Yi Zhonghai felt his mouth was extremely dry at this moment, and he couldn't swallow his saliva. It was like he had eaten something fishy, ​​and the taste was unknown. He pretended to be calm and said:

"Tonight's meeting ends here. I feel a little sick in my stomach. The rest of the meeting will be hosted by Second Uncle."

After saying this, he walked away without caring about the reactions of the people below.

The gloomy atmosphere made the people in the yard afraid to speak loudly for a moment.

After Yi Zhonghai walked a little further away, Wang's sister-in-law whispered to Lin Zhuang:

"At this age, the old man still hasn't been able to continue the family line. Everyone knows what the knot in their hearts is, so even if someone has been mumbling, they just keep it to themselves."

"Now that Xu Damao has said it in front of so many people, the uncle must be furious. Who knows how much he must hate Xu Damao."

"Besides, the uncle has been busy for Xu Damao these past two days. He even got up early in the morning to check on Xu Damao on the street. He didn't expect Xu Damao to say this."

Mrs. Wang shook her head and sighed.

The whispers below did not affect Liu Haizhong's excitement. He sat in the middle with great excitement, where Yi Zhonghai had originally sat.

The depression caused by Lin Zhuang not long ago was swept away, and she smiled brightly as if there was a happy event at home.

Liu Haizhong looked down happily, and could hardly control the corners of his smile.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

Today is also a time for me to get used to the position of an uncle. This is definitely when I go to work as a street official or a team leader in a steel mill... No, a workshop director! !

"Ahem!" Liu Hai imitated Yi Zhonghai and coughed a few times, trying to calm the situation like him, "I'll say a few words."

"Hasn't the first uncle finished talking about the main business? Why is the second uncle joining in the fun?"

"The eldest uncle just left because he was angry. In the past, after the whole hospital meeting, they would always talk about trivial matters. Isn't it just a matter of order for Liu Haizhong to be responsible?"

"Hush! Keep your voice down. Seeing how happy Second Master is, let's see what he can say."

Another woman who was knitting something muttered, "I hope Second Master will hurry up and not make a fool of himself again."

When the discussion below gradually became quieter, Liu Haizhong was a little dissatisfied with the effect compared with Yi Zhonghai before, but fortunately it has calmed down.

Just when Liu Haizhong was about to speak and show off his power as the second uncle, he looked at the people below and suddenly felt something stuck in his throat and couldn't utter a word.

"me......"

The people below were all confused, what was this for? It couldn't be that half a stick couldn't produce a muffled fart.

Lin Zhuang was not an honest man. He was severely bullied by others. It was not his character not to fight back. He smiled and said, "Second uncle, don't be shy like a girl and dare not speak. Be brave. You will definitely be better than Hua Mei in the yard next door."

Liu Haizhong's face turned dark.

Who is Hua Mei in the next yard?

She was a woman with a thin body but a plump face. Her voice was quieter than a mosquito's. Occasionally, her voice was a little louder, and that voice was enough to give people goose bumps.

It is really horrifying. Of course, I am not saying that the other person is bad or something, but what else could Lin Zhuang mean by using the beauty of flowers as a metaphor at this time?

This is saying that there is no difference between him and Hua Mei!

Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong felt his internal breath disordered, and wanted to open his mouth to prove it to Lin Zhuang, but the more he did this, the more it felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing this, the people below started to raise their voices and secretly laughed at Liu Haizhong who was stiffening his neck.

Yan Bugui shook his head helplessly. See, with this kind of ability, he still wants to provoke Lin Zhuang.

I can't win in argument, and I can't match him in fist fighting, so why bother?

If Lin Zhuang catches you, he will make you look foolish. You'll be in big trouble now, right?

But after all, he is also the third uncle in the yard, and he has to have a sense of presence. Once he succeeds in saving the situation, it will be clear who is more capable between the third uncle and the second uncle. But Liu Haizhong still has to thank him for saving her from danger.

There was a glimmer of shrewdness in Yan Bugui's eyes. At this moment, the calculating master that people were familiar with returned.

In a very short period of time, he thought about the interests involved.

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