Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

However, since someone reported it with real name, she had to handle the matter personally. It was not because she was afraid that the lower levels would not handle it well, but because she felt that this matter was full of tricks.

Although Zheng Heping only reported Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi, the matter involved a deaf old lady, whom she was familiar with. She was a five-guarantee household and had no children. She had heard a lot about her deeds when she first came to the street office.

She had read the old lady's file. Courtyard No. 95 was someone else's private property before liberation. After the troops entered the city, it was donated directly to the country. She only kept the main house in the backyard to live in. No matter whether the old lady had ulterior motives or was just trying to make a profit from the rare property, she could not say anything bad about the old lady.

It is also said that when the old lady donated the property, she had a very good relationship with Comrade Wang Huayuan of the Military Control Commission at that time. Now he is the deputy secretary of the DC District Committee and a deputy-department cadre, half a level higher than the director himself.

It is said that a high-ranking official can crush others to death, and a high-ranking official half a level higher can also crush oneself to death.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Finally, Director Wang decided to go door to door in the yard at night to ask. At most, he could deal with Yi Zhonghai and give the deaf old lady a warning. However, Jia Zhang, the tough guy, had to be dealt with severely. He could use her as an example to scare the monkeys.

After thinking it through, Director Wang finally looked at Zheng Heping straight in the face and spoke with a serious face.

"Comrade Zheng Heping, I will bring the staff of the Street Office to your yard tonight to investigate the matter you reported. Please notify the people in your yard and ask them to wait for the meeting. Do not go out casually."

Zhao Shanhe followed Zheng Heping out of the street office and said with a worried look on his face.

"Uncle Zheng, you've really put me through a lot this time. When I move into your house, I guess everyone will think I'm in cahoots with you."

Zheng Heping smiled awkwardly and put on a casual look.

"Xiao Zhao, your uncle Zheng really can't stand it anymore. Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang have made the courtyard a mess. No one dares to speak out. If this continues for a few years, you will either become their lackeys or get out.

Look at Sha Zhu, he used to be a good kid, but this year he has gradually moved closer to Yi Zhonghai, who is known as the God of War in the Siheyuan. When Yi Zhonghai plays with literature and Sha Zhu plays with martial arts, do you think the residents of this courtyard will ever be able to make a name for themselves?"

Zhao Shanhe agreed with what he said, because that was how the story seemed to develop in the TV series. He regretted that this incident would at most cause some minor injuries to Old Yi and Jia Zhang, without even breaking their bones. His personality was that when doing something, he would either not do it at all, or kill it with one blow, so that he could get rid of the problem once and for all.

If he startled the snake now, it would only make it hide deeper. If the snake bites someone, the poison could cause death. He originally wanted to be a treacherous person behind Xu Damao, but now he has been exposed by Zheng Heping.

Fortunately, he has his own small world to make long-term plans, otherwise he would have no choice but to move out of the courtyard.

After chatting with Zheng Heping for a while, the other party had to go to work, so he left first. As a member of the purchasing department, he didn't have to go to work, and he didn't want to go back to the yard. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to go to the Ming Tombs Reservoir. After all, it was free, and he could catch some fish.

After riding the bicycle for more than three hours, he finally arrived at the destination with his butt exhausted. This made him feel very resentful about his own little world. Other people's golden fingers either have a sign-in system that gives them everything they want, or they can cultivate immortality and teleport, or there are seeds that mature instantly when planted. Why is he so miserable?

While absorbing the fish into the small world, he was thinking about the task assigned to him by Uncle Yao. Uncle Yao said that a few dozen kilograms of fish would be enough, but he thought that this would not be enough for anything. In a factory with tens of thousands of people, with a few dozen kilograms of fish, everyone would only be able to have some fish soup.

Thinking about how to handle this task perfectly, the fish pond in the small world was about to overflow without him noticing. Seeing that most of the fish were 2 to 3 kilograms, he came up with an idea.

He rode the creaking and rattling bicycle all the way back to the steel rolling mill. After entering the factory, he muttered that he would have to replace this broken bicycle sooner or later, and then he trotted to the deputy section chief's office and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang~"

"Please come in."

Zhao Shanhe thought it was a good thing that Uncle Yao didn't leave, otherwise it would have been a wasted trip. He pushed open the door, walked a few steps, came in front of Yao Decai and spoke straight to the point.

"Uncle Yao, I have something to consult you about."

Yao Decai just heard the sound of the door opening. When he saw it was Zhao Shanhe, he didn't take it seriously. This kid was not slacking off just for one day.

When he heard Zhao Shanhe talking to him, he didn't even put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Why are you here at the factory when it's almost time to get off work? What's the matter? Don't tell me it's hard to catch fish."

"Uncle Yao, I came back because of the fish. I have a friend who has a batch of fish that he wants to sell. I came to ask if the factory will accept them."

Only after hearing this did Yao De put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Zhao Shanhe and pointed at the chair opposite.

"Sit down and tell me, who is that friend of yours? Where did you meet him? Is he reliable? How many fish did he have?"

Zhao Shanhe thought to himself, what kind of soldier is this Uncle Yao in the army? Why is he asking questions in such a complicated way?

"Uncle Yao, my friend is from the countryside. His village is close to the Ming Tombs Reservoir. I only met him when I went to the countryside to purchase goods. It is said that people in the countryside are simple and honest. I guess he should be reliable.

He told me that they had several hundred kilograms of fish and the village wanted to sell them but didn't want to let the commune know. As you know, the communes below want to distribute good things equally, so they came to me and asked if the factory would accept them.

I was thinking that since the factory was going to hold a New Year's Day party, those dozens of kilograms of fish would not be enough for anything. We couldn't let the factory workers only drink fish soup without seeing the fish meat, right? So I came back to ask you. "

After Yao Decai heard what he said, he looked at Zhao Shanhe sharply for a long time before he slowly spoke.

"You have a friend?"

"Oh yes, I have a friend."

Zhao Shanhe felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look Uncle Yao in the eye.

"Okay, go buy some fish. I want as many as you can get. 3 cents a pound is okay?"

Zhao Shanhe then breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and replied.

"Make sure to complete the mission."

Yao Decai waved his hand and told Zhao Shanhe to get out. After Zhao Shanhe left the office, he lit a cigarette for himself and talked to himself.

"I have a friend? You have a shitty friend! Which village near Sijiu City is so bold as to secretly sell hundreds of kilograms of fish? Do you really think that the leaders of the commune are stupid?

This kid is not honest, he needs to be punished later, we can’t let Lao Zhao’s only son go astray.”

Yao Decai thought that Zhao Shanhe had embarked on the road of speculation, otherwise how could he get hundreds of kilograms of fish? He could not guess that there was such a thing as a small world in this world. Zhao Shanhe did not know that his uncle Yao thought he had embarked on a crooked path. Now he just wanted to go back to the courtyard to watch the show.