The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

The person being questioned looked at Liu Minghui before saying, "Young man, are you the boss of this compound?"

Before Liu Minghui could answer the third aunt, he said, "The person in charge of our hospital is not here, but Minghui is the deputy section chief of the steel rolling mill. If you have any questions, just talk to him."

Liu Minghui felt like he was being pushed out to take the blame, and secretly thought that he would not have come out if he had known this earlier.

But he could only smile and say, "Sir, if you have any questions, please tell me first. If I can handle it, I will definitely help."

After hearing the sermon, the leader said, "I am the head of Lijia Village outside the city. I am here today mainly to look for a projectionist named Xu Damao."

After saying that, he pointed at a woman surrounded by several people and said, "She is a widow in our village. She has been working hard to raise two children since her husband passed away. But yesterday, Projectionist Xu actually, actually... Oh, this is hard to say out loud."

"We came here today to ask Xu Damao to give an explanation."

The woman who was pointed at immediately burst into tears and lowered her head, as if she had suffered some kind of injustice.

Liu Minghui and the three aunts were shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect that someone would come to their doorstep.

The three aunts were really surprised, and Liu Minghui had known about it for a long time. However, no matter how it was solved later, this group of people could not stand at the door, and many people had already noticed this place.

If this matter were to be known, the reputation of the Siheyuan would be ruined.

"My dear, I see you must be tired after walking such a long way. How about we go inside and talk? It's not good for too many people to know about this."

Liu Minghui wanted to let the others go into the courtyard first, because he had already seen someone coming.

The old man thought for a moment and then said to the people behind him: "Fellow villagers, since this comrade invited us in, let's go in and sit for a while to see what he has to say to us."

After saying that, he entered the courtyard under the guidance of Liu Minghui and the three aunts.

Liu Minghui didn't take him anywhere, he just took him home.

"Brother Minghui, what happened?"

When Yu Li saw Liu Minghui coming in with a dozen people, she quickly stood up and asked.

Liu Minghui walked into the house with a dark face.

"Nothing, go see if there are any steamed buns left and prepare some for me."

After saying that, he looked at the people from Lijia Village.

"You probably haven't had lunch yet. I'll ask my wife to prepare something for you."

"Oh, thank you so much, you are indeed a good cadre of the people."

Old man Li said all the nice things one by one without asking for money.

"Don't say so much, old man. I'll go call Xu Damao back and see how to solve the problem."

Liu Minghui waved his hands. He didn't want to listen to the old man say so much.

"Third Auntie, please sit here for a while. I'm going to the steel mill."

"Okay, go ahead."

After Liu Minghui finished speaking, he went out and planned to ride his bike to the steel mill.

There were already quite a few neighbors watching at the door, and when they saw Liu Minghui coming out, some of them were planning to come up and inquire about the situation.

Liu Minghui ignored these people and went directly to the steel rolling mill.

Liu Minghui still has a gloomy face now. He feels that he is really unlucky and was cheated by Xu Damao. Now he is still thinking about helping to clean up the mess.

When he arrived at the steel rolling mill, Liu Minghui first went to the workshop and found Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong. Their workshops were not far away, so he called for help at the door.

When Yi Zhonghai heard someone was looking for him, he was a little confused, wondering who was looking for him.

After coming out and seeing Liu Minghui, he asked in surprise: "Minghui, what do you want to talk to me about?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw that Liu Minghui looked unhappy, he knew something had happened.

"Uncle One, wait until Uncle Two comes over before we talk."

Liu Minghui had just finished speaking when Liu Haizhong walked out from the workshop next door.

"What's the matter? You have to wait until I come."

Liu Haizhong heard what Liu Minghui said and looked confused.

"Two gentlemen, someone from the courtyard came to see Xu Damao. It's not a good thing."

Liu Minghui did not hide it and told the whole thing directly.

"whats the matter?"

Yi Zhonghai asked seriously.

"A widow from the countryside came to my house with a dozen people from the village."

"This Xu Damao only does stupid things."

Before Liu Minghui could explain clearly, Yi Zhonghai understood that Xu Damao must have done something to her, and what else could a young man and a widow do?

"Well, it looks like we have to take a leave this afternoon."

"Lao Liu, let's take a leave this afternoon and go back."

Yi Zhonghai turned his head and said to Liu Haizhong, then looked at Liu Minghui.

"Minghui, have you looked for Xu Damao? He can't hide from this matter."

"Not yet. I came to look for you first. I was just about to go look for Xu Damao."

"Then hurry up, we'll be waiting for you at the factory gate."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai went to ask the workshop director for leave.

Liu Minghui also hurried to find Xu Damao. When he arrived at the Propaganda Department, Liu Minghui found Xu Damao chatting with someone.

"Da Mao, come here."

Liu Minghui shouted at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao turned around and saw that it was Liu Minghui and was still confused.

"Brother Minghui, I've never seen you come to the Propaganda Department. What's the matter with you coming here today?"

Xu Damao still had a playful look on his face. Liu Minghui pulled Xu Damao to the door and then said, "You are still laughing. You will cry soon."

"What's wrong? Why do I have to cry?"

Xu Damao looked at Liu Minghui with confusion.

Liu Minghui could only whisper to Xu Damao about the widow’s visit.

This time Xu Damao almost collapsed to the ground.

"This can't be true."

"Why don't you get up quickly and come back with me to sort things out."

Liu Minghui looked at Xu Damao unhappily. Xu Damao seemed to have thought of something and grabbed Liu Minghui's hand and said, "Brother, you have to help me this time. What if they call the police to arrest me?"

"What are you thinking? If they wanted to arrest you, they wouldn't have gone to the courtyard. Wouldn't it be better to just bring the police to the steel mill?"

Liu Minghui felt that this group of people came to Xu Damao to demand compensation, otherwise they would have come to the steel mill to cause trouble.

"That's right, at worst I'll just pay you some money."

Xu Damao muttered a few words as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Liu Minghui then pulled Xu Damao out of the Propaganda Department. When they arrived at the gate of the steel rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were already waiting there.

When Xu Damao saw the two of them, he was still looking at Liu Minghui.

Liu Minghui waved his hand, looked at Xu Damao and said, "Don't look at me. Sooner or later, everyone will know about it. Now you need two uncles to help you solve the problem."

When Yi Zhonghai saw Liu Minghui and the other two coming over, he said directly: "Don't talk about it here, let's talk about it slowly on the way."