Siheyuan: The Cellar

At noon, when Yi Zhonghai went to the cafeteria to eat, nothing happened.

But after dinner, something felt wrong.

Yi Zhonghai was about to go back to the workshop after lunch to have a good rest and think carefully about how he should read his self-criticism later.

"e=(′o｀*))) Hey, have you heard about it? I heard that a seventh-level fitter in the second workshop relied on his skills to hide in the toilet every day and slack off. Then he was caught by their workshop director."

"Yes, it seems to be true. I also heard that this seventh-level fitter will make a self-criticism in front of the whole workshop this afternoon!"

"What do you mean by self-criticism? Did you hear it wrong? What I heard was that he wanted to treat everyone in the workshop to a meal at Dong Lai Shun."

"Oh my god, is this true? With so many people going to Donglaishun, how much does it cost? Otherwise, you have to be a high-ranking worker! Even if I take my family there for a meal, we have to eat steamed bread for half a month."

"That's right, it's another day of envying the seventh-level workers."

"If you ask me, this is not a human being. He is getting such a good salary but he still doesn't work hard! This kind of person should be forced to eat peanuts."

"Come to think of it, I remember there were only two level 7 fitters in Workshop 2! Who do you think this level 7 fitter is?"

"Haha, do you even need to think about this? Who else could it be except the one who eats shit? Could it be the advanced one every year?"

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and walked towards the workshop, secretly feeling lucky. Fortunately, the rumors this time were not too far-fetched.

In the afternoon, when work started, Zhao Si gathered everyone in the workshop together.

Then everyone clasped their hands and waited for Yi Zhonghai to make a brilliant appearance.

Yi Zhonghai kept hypnotizing himself in his mind. After making enough mental preparations.

Finally, I mustered up the courage and climbed onto a small platform in the workshop.

Then I looked up and my whole body felt numb.

When did our workshop become so crowded?

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel confused.

The second workshop is now crowded with people and red flags waving.

Not to mention the dense crowd at the back, even standing at the front of the crowd, there were many people Yi Zhonghai knew, but they were not from his workshop.

For example, Liu Haizhong.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai standing on the stage, he was reluctant to speak.

Zhao Si's face couldn't help but darken.

This guy is not going to give up, is he? I specially called a lot of workers from the workshop to come and watch.

If Yi Zhonghai quits, where will he put his face?

"Yi Zhonghai, what are you waiting for? Haven't you figured out how to reflect on your mistakes? I think your attitude towards admitting your mistakes is very problematic!"

Well, in a word, he was accused of having a problematic attitude.

Finally, Yi Zhonghai gave up resistance and took out his self-criticism from his pocket.

After Yi Zhonghai finished reading his self-criticism in a moving voice, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

He fell to the ground somewhat powerlessly.

I watched the crowd who came to watch the fun leave with laughter.

As for why Yi Zhonghai himself didn’t laugh?

There's nothing he can do about it, he's not born to laugh.

After work in the afternoon, Yi Zhonghai walked towards the courtyard feeling exhausted.

In addition to physical fatigue, the most important thing is mental fatigue.

As he walked to the door, Yi Zhonghai happened to meet Chen Guoliang who was coming back from school.

Chen Guoliang looked at Yi Zhonghai's tired expression and immediately became confused.

Logically speaking, Lao Deng had just turned the fool into a real fool. He should be at his most proud moment. Why did he look so exhausted?

Immediately, a bold idea emerged in Chen Guoliang's mind.

Could it be that Yi Zhonghai had already had dinner? He felt as if his body was hollowed out?

But on second thought, it didn't seem right. After all, it was just after get off work, and even if Yi Zhonghai wanted to eat, where could he go to eat?

"Master Yi, good morning!"

When Yi Zhonghai saw Chen Guoliang's enthusiastic greeting, he felt a light on his back. He felt that something bad was going to happen.

After all, ever since Chen Guoliang started to confront him for the first time, he has never treated him well.

This sudden enthusiasm seems wrong no matter how I think about it!

As the saying goes, showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

In Yi Zhonghai's opinion, Chen Guoliang is in this state now.

"Master Yi, did you eat a lot of shit outside today? I see you look a little tired even when you walk!

You are the treasure of our hospital, so please take care of your health!

Logically speaking, I shouldn't be the one to say this. After all, you've smoked more cigarettes than I've eaten more meals. You must have more experience than me.

But after all, we are neighbors living in the same yard, and I really can't bear to see you humiliate yourself like this.

Although eating shit is a matter of personal preference, you still have to know how to do it properly!

Just eat until you are full. You are so full that it is difficult for you to walk. There is no need for this!

After all, your body is your own. If you die, who will it belong to? Also, that thing is right there, and no one will move it. No one is trying to snatch it from you, so why are you in such a hurry? "

Chen Guoliang's mouth was like honey, he kept talking nonsense, calling Yi Zhonghai "you" all the time, not giving Yi Zhonghai any chance to refute.

Yi Zhonghai's old face turned black, purple, green, and finally a colorful black.

Chen Guoliang was very pleased to see that Yi Zhonghai had listened to his advice.

As for Yi Zhonghai's expression, Chen Guoliang naturally saw it.

After all, he was a child and Yi Zhonghai was an adult. It must be a bit embarrassing for a child like him to be lectured like this.

Black face is also normal.

By the time Yi Zhonghai came to his senses, Chen Guoliang had already disappeared.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he had no place to vent it.

Just as he was about to walk into the yard, he was stopped again.

"Comrade, may I ask if Jia Dongxu lives in this courtyard?"

Yi Zhonghai looked back and saw two men wearing black Zhongshan suits with badges on their chests standing behind him.

Yi Zhonghai didn’t know the details of the clothes, but he recognized the badges on the two men’s chests.

After all, not everyone can carry it.

"Yes, that's right. Jia Dongxu lives here. May I ask if you two comrades have anything to do with him?"

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai spoke quite politely, the two public officials immediately began to explain.

"It's like this, we are court staff. Now that Jia Dongxu's verdict has been announced, we are here to inform the family."

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai was slightly stunned, but then he thought that it was reasonable. After all, he had been staying at home for a week without leaving.

Under the leadership of Yi Zhonghai, two court staff members also came to the Intermediate Court.

"That's Jia Dongxu's home. Sitting at the door is his mother."