Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

After Wei Dabao was fired from the steel mill, his wife ran away because she lost her job, and he became an idle street urchin. There was nothing he could do. In this day and age, being fired from an enterprise or institution was a big deal. He felt that the reason for all this was the old bastard Yi Zhonghai. If it weren't for this bastard asking him to deal with He Yuzhu, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

This morning, Wei Dabao was going to the street office to see if there was any odd job he could do. If he didn't find a job, he would starve to death. When he walked into an alley, he didn't expect that the person he met was Yi Zhonghai. Yi Zhonghai also saw Wei Dabao coming towards him. He was very nervous about Wei Dabao.

After trying hard to calm himself down, Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and wanted to leave the alley quickly. Yi Zhonghai's attitude really irritated Wei Dabao. Wei Dabao said with a dark face, "Yi Zhonghai, you old bastard. You caused me to be fired from the steel mill, how come you act like nothing happened? Don't you want to explain?"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned, and said in confusion, "Hey, Wei Dabao, you were fired from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, what does that have to do with me? The decision to fire you was made by the factory leaders, and I'm just an ordinary employee, what can I do about it?" At this point today, Yi Zhonghai could only pretend to be confused. If he let Wei Dabao tell what he did, he would definitely be in trouble.

It's better to go all the way. Yi Zhonghai is a senior fitter in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. He can't let such a rubbish ruin his future. Wei Dabao's face was very ugly, and there was even a trace of anger on his face. He saw a brick next to him, and Wei Dabao was furious.

The grievances he had suffered in the past half month made him feel exhausted. If he hadn't listened to Yi Zhonghai's lies, would he still be a glorious steel mill worker now? He said to Yi Zhonghai with a bad face, "Yi Zhonghai, you hypocritical old bastard, die."

Wei Dabao held a half-brick and smashed it towards Yi Zhonghai's head. Yi Zhonghai was not prepared for Wei Dabao's sudden attack and was hit hard by the brick. He felt as if something was flowing on his head, and blood just flowed down. Wei Dabao wanted to beat Yi Zhonghai up with red eyes, but at this time, several people who happened to pass by also walked into the alley.

Several strong men saw this scene, and the leading strong man pointed at Wei Dabao and said, "What do you want to do? Throw the brick down for me." Wei Dabao saw someone coming, and quickly threw the brick away and ran out of the alley. After being yelled at by the burly man, Wei Dabao finally realized that he might have really gotten into trouble today.

The men didn't chase him. There was no need to put their lives in danger for a stranger. At most, they could go to the police station and call the police. There was a man in the crowd who lived in the courtyard next to Yi Zhonghai. He looked at Yi Zhonghai carefully and said, "Isn't this him? Isn't this Master Yi Zhonghai? How come he got stabbed in the head so early in the morning?"

Several people who were traveling with him said, "It's the old man in charge of the yard next door that you often talk about." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "It's him, that Xiao Gao. You run to the nearby police station to report the case, and I will go to the No. 95 compound to notify them. Let's split up, what do you think?"

The few people had no other opinions. After all, Yi Zhonghai was already injured like this, and they had to wait until the police arrived. People in this era were very simple. Although the public security in this era was not very good, the feelings between people were quite deep. There would not be the question of whether to help an old man who fell on the road. When one side is in trouble, all sides will support it. This is not just a slogan.

Jia Dongxu walked into the workshop with his face swollen from being slapped by his mother. Zhao Qianjin looked at Jia Dongxu, chuckled and said, "Oh my god. Jia Dongxu, who slapped you in the face so early in the morning? Could it be that shrewish wife in your family? You can't do this at all. How come you can't even subdue a woman?"

When the workers in the workshop saw Jia Dongxu like this, they all laughed while holding their stomachs. Then they thought of Jia Dongxu's tough wife and felt that the wound on his face must have been caused by his wife. Zhao Er walked over with a smile and said, "Dongxu, I have something to say to you. We men can't let women beat us. If my wife dares to deal with me, I will beat her to death."

Zhao Qianjin curled his lips and said, "Hey, Brother Zhao Er. Do you dare to say this in front of my sister-in-law? Everyone in the whole workshop knows it. When you, Brother Zhao Er, see my sister-in-law, it's like a mouse seeing a cat." Zhao Er was a little embarrassed and cursed, "Nonsense, bullshit. The head of our family is me, Zhao Er. If anyone dares to gossip about me again, don't blame my wrench for not recognizing people."

An older woman in the workshop smiled and said, "Hey, you, Zhao Lao Er. Who was kicked out by his wife last night? I think you can only talk big in front of us. Everyone knows that you are more afraid of your wife than your father. OK, OK, let's get ready to work. We'll start soon."

The elder sister glanced at Jia Dongxu standing beside her, smiled and said, "Dongxu, it's not shameful to be afraid of your wife. You little bastards should stop laughing at Dongxu and get back to work." Jia Dongxu's face looked really ugly. Although being afraid of your wife can be considered a good thing in later generations, in this era, it is a sign of a man's incompetence.

Men of this era are very chauvinistic. Whether at home or outside, men are the ones who make the decisions. But this cannot be blamed on others. This is a tradition that has been passed down in the country for thousands of years. Guo Dapiezi walked in with a depressed look on his face, looked at the workers in the workshop and said, "Stop chatting and get to work. Hey, why hasn't Master Yi Zhonghai come to work yet? Where is your master Jia Dongxu?"