Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

There were many people who thought the same as Blacksmith Sun, and they all started to make noises. If he went to ask for money with documents every day, he would live a life like a god. As for the two aspects of conscience and shame, no one in the courtyard was aware of them at all. If he could live a good life, no one would care about these two aspects.

Seeing the noisy people in the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai and the other two were stunned. They really didn't expect that Sha Zhu's words would make the people in the courtyard turn their anger against them. Looking at the increasingly excited crowd, Yan Fugui sighed, waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone, listen to what I, Yan Fugui, have to say, okay?"

The people in the courtyard lowered their voices. In this era, they respected scholars very much. Especially since Yan Fugui was a teacher in Red Star Primary School, their children had to study under Yan Fugui. They had to give Yan Fugui some face, so the people in the audience shut up.

Yan Fugui secretly glared at Yi Zhonghai. The trouble caused by Yi Zhonghai had to be dealt with by Yan Fugui. Yan Fugui frowned and said, "What Old Yi said just now was a little wrong. Please forgive me. As for whether to lock the door or not, you can make your own decision. Every household has a very difficult life, and there is no need to open the door every day."

"Each of the 10 fingers has its own length. Most people in our courtyard are very honest. I naturally believe that they will not do such petty thefts. There is no need to raise the issue of locking the door to the level of dissatisfaction with the neighbors. Of course, Uncle Yi is also thinking about our courtyard. After all, being rated as an excellent courtyard will benefit all of us. Let's stop talking about this. It's getting late. Let's go home."

After hearing what Yan Fugui said, the people in the yard could only sigh helplessly. Some people secretly cursed Yan Fugui for meddling in other people's business. If Yi Zhonghai wrote such a document to each household, wouldn't their family be prosperous? But no one dared to oppose Yan Fugui's words, so they could only disperse in twos and threes, returning to their own homes to sleep or do housework.

Qin Huairu took her man back to the house, and she admired and worried about him. She thought that her man was very good to be able to speak his mind in front of the three managers. She thought that her man was not weak and was very reliable. But she also felt that Yi Zhonghai was very sinister and would definitely take revenge, and she became afraid again.

He Yuzhu looked at his wife, patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay. Even if Yi Zhonghai's hands are longer, they can't restrain me. Don't worry, I will be careful. Besides, I want to grow old with you."

Listening to He Yuzhu's love words, Qin Huairu felt that he was the happiest woman in the world. She buried her head in her man's chest, thought for a while and said, "Why are you so good? I feel that I am not worthy of you. You must be wronged to marry a wild girl like me from the countryside."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I don't feel wronged. Counting three generations above me, who wasn't born in the countryside? You don't have to think like this in the future. I think if I marry you, I will be very happy every day. Sleeping with such a beautiful woman like you in my arms, and having a hot meal every night when I come home, I have already been satisfied."

Qin Huairu looked at her man with red eyes, and kissed He Yuzhu's big face with her thin lips. At that moment, the two of them were deeply in love. After a long time, Qin Huairu rested her head on her man's chest and said, "I think Yi Zhonghai will not let you go. You must be careful in the factory in the future." He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Don't worry, even for you and your sister, I will be careful."

When Yi Zhonghai returned home, he smashed the few remaining teacups in the house, his old face full of ferocity. He yelled at He Yuzhu and then He Daqing, and cursed the He family's ancestors for eighteen generations. Bai Xiuying was very nervous, fearing that her husband would get angry and beat her up too.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The deaf old lady came in with a cane, looking at Yi Zhonghai with concern. Yi Zhonghai quickly helped the old lady in, and said excitedly, "Old lady, He Yuzhu, that bastard Shazhu is not worthy of being my old man. He actually dared to contradict me at the whole hospital meeting today. I have lost all my face."

Yi Zhonghai sat on the stool with a sad face. A man in his 40s and almost 50s actually started crying. He wiped the tears from his eyes and said helplessly, "If I had a son, would Sha Zhu dare to bully me like this? Sha Zhu saw that I had no son, so he pointed the finger at me. Do you think he dared to do that to Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui? Old lady, my life is so miserable."

Yi Zhonghai squatted in the corner and cried. Seeing her husband like this, Bai Xiuying also covered her head and cried. Old Lady Long leaned on a cane, and his face was a little gray. He said, "You, young people also have young people's temper. Today, Jia Zhang just robbed someone's house, and you asked them not to lock the door. Whoever is in this situation, they will feel good."

Old lady Long walked up to Yi Zhonghai, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young people have their own self-esteem and temper. Zhonghai, when will you turn around this corner?" Yi Zhonghai wiped the tears from his face, looked at the old lady with red eyes and said, "Old lady, what do you mean by this?"

Old lady Long smiled and said, "Have you ever trained a horse?" Yi Zhonghai shook his head. When he was young, his family was extremely poor. He had never even touched a horse, so how could he have trained one? The old lady was probably making fun of him. Yi Zhonghai's face turned a little unhappy.

Old Mrs. Long stood by the window and said slowly, "It takes a lot of time to tame a wild horse, especially a top-quality one. Especially for a wild horse, the trainer must whip it with a whip, and you have to make it aware of the pain. Only when it feels the pain can you slowly smooth its hair. It is too fantastic to expect it to listen to you from the beginning."