Siheyuan: Since 51

Xiha sighed and uttered two words, "Help."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan paused slightly, then turned sideways to signal.

"Help, what's wrong? Come on, let's sit down and talk."

After saying that, he looked at Baisha and ordered, "Make tea."

Wait for the two of them to sit down.

Xiha kept talking on and on, talking about this and that for a long time.

Lin Zhiyuan picked out the key points, sorted them out, and finally understood.

The cause can be traced back to 30 years ago, when Zhiming gathered three groups in South Vietnam to form the South Vietnam Workers' Union.

Later, the three labor groups of Lao Wo, Zhaizi and others were united to form the Yinzhituan, which aimed to benefit the people of the Southeast Peninsula.

There was a young man in the village named Boll, who had studied abroad for many years and highly respected Malen. During the resistance against the Gallic chickens, he made a lot of contributions to the village.

Then, he joined the Yinzhituan, studied Zhiming, and advocated Datong.

In order to maintain the stability of the village, Xiha once wanted to recruit him, but Boer had extreme ideas and the two became enemies.

Boll was also decisive. Faced with pressure, he led his men deep into the jungle and began to resist Siha, playing guerrilla warfare.

The situation came to a standstill for a moment.

Cleaning up the problem is inappropriate, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and can easily arouse public anger.

If it is not dealt with, it will always be a problem.

Just as Xiha made up his mind to put down the rebellion.

Boll felt that Zhiming was too inexperienced. After decades of efforts, South Vietnam was still in a mess, so he immediately went to Rabbit's house to learn.

Rabbit is also in a dilemma. There are two groups of people in his family. One group is the one who is in charge and is loyal, and the other group has the same beliefs and pursuits.

Besides, it was inconvenient to interfere in his family affairs, so I could only try to mediate, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.

Now, Boll has returned from his studies. In the jungle of the village, he holds up the red book and tells us what his grandfather said and what he said.

He is totally unkind and puts Xiha in a dilemma.

……

"Lin, the village must centralize power and unite as one, only then can it achieve stability and then develop people's livelihood.

Now, I am joining forces with Zhiming to fight against Da Piaoliang. Just because we are using Da Piaoliang as a passage to provide supplies to South Vietnam, Da Piaoliang has already started air strikes on Kim Pen.

Boll kept pulling the plug and even advocated depriving people of their private property, abolishing cities, abolishing commodities, currency, and wages, and implementing equal distribution.

Tell me, how is this possible?

It's a complete mess, and the people in the village will definitely suffer.

......"

Listening to Xiha's complaints one after another, Lin Zhiyuan fell completely silent and became conflicted.

From Xiha's perspective, this thing is indeed difficult to deal with.

Paul six six six!

After a long pause, he made a tentative suggestion.

"Xiha, we are all family. You should talk to Bol. We are all doing this for the good of the village. There is no need to fight to the death."

Xiha glared and asked back.

"How can we talk? Boll is too radical and refuses to communicate..."

Lin Zhiyuan could never have imagined that Boll would play a very important role in the history of the village in the following decades.

Three years later, in order to retaliate against Xiha for supporting South Vietnam, Da Piaoliang implemented the Breakfast Plan and cleaned up the village, causing many people to be dissatisfied with Xiha and defect to Bol.

Soon after, with the secret support of Da Piaoliang, Shan Yucheng organized a coup and Xiha went into exile in the capital.

Bol was decisive and immediately started to fight against the Eagles. He also reached a cooperation with Xiha to reshape the village from the inside out.

After several years of hard work and the adjustment of Da Piaoliang's internal strategies, he achieved a difficult victory and has since become the leader of the village.

Xiha was right. Boll was indeed radical. In just a few years, he made the people of the village live in misery and millions of people died in vain.

This number is too large for the village.

Finally, people remembered Xiha’s kindness.

……

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Lin Zhiyuan felt quite depressed.

In this situation, there is no doubt that I am the shield.

The key is that it is not easy to help. Who to help and how to help are all problems.

The flowers that Xiha had been waiting for had all withered, and he couldn't help but urge them.

"Lin, you must give me some advice."

Looking up, Lin Zhiyuan's heart moved and he understood instantly.

Xiha was not asking for help at all. He was clearly seeking opinions and notifying others that he was going to take action against Boll.

Then we can't give a clear attitude.

Thinking of this, I stepped forward and asked.

"Let's analyze this. Have you ever thought about the internal and external pressures and consequences of the confrontation and whether you can bear it?"

Xiha took a puff of cigarette, pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"The pressure is barely acceptable, but as for the consequences, I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed."

Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands.

"This is incredible. After all, cooperation is a win-win situation. At worst, you can just let him come and you can have some free time."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Xiha's expression became serious.

"To be honest, I don't cling to power, and I don't mind letting it go. I'm just afraid that Bol will raise his butcher knife. The village can only have a stable future."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, followed the conversation and picked the rabbit out.

"After all, this is our family affair. We will not interfere with your conduct. We just hope that the two families will remain friends forever."

Xiha understood, was unwilling, understood, but did not agree.

Took a sip of tea and made a final struggle.

"Lin, I won't beat around the bush. I want the old man to scold Boll."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Isn't this putting the old man in an unfair position? Bol's advocacy is extreme, but there is nothing wrong with pursuing it. Moreover, this is a family affair of the village, you are forcing others to do what they want."

After saying that, he gave patient advice.

"As long as you think it's good for the village, just go for it. No one, including Rabbit, knows and loves the village as deeply as you do..."

"Okay, I'll think about it carefully."

……

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

After not staying for long, Xiha said goodbye.

After sending him to the gate, he returned to the office and Lin Zhiyuan gave instructions.

"Shasha, get all the detailed information about the village."

"it is good."

It took more than two hours and it was already dark.

After Lin Zhiyuan got to know the various forces in the village and sorted out the complicated relationships behind them, combined with the overall environment, he became even more pessimistic about Xiha's suppression of Boer and had no hope for Boer's proposal.

The confrontation between the two would only put the village in trouble.

Walk out of the office, find Bai Sha and give her direct instructions.

"Shasha, remember to contact Yuanda tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to strengthen the defense of the village's Pangxun Harbor. In addition, the village will be short of food in the next few years, and it is very likely that the higher-ups will need support, so ask him to keep an eye out."

Bai Sha was stunned and frowned slightly.

"Brother Lin, are you saying that there might be unrest in the village?"

Lin Zhiyuan shook his head and smacked his lips.

"It's hard to say, maybe, be prepared."

……

After leaving the Special Economics Bureau, returning home and walking into the living room, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaohuang, why are you here?"

Huang Weizhuo immediately greeted him, "Big Brother."

Lin Manyu stroked her hair beside her ears, then pouted and snorted coldly.

"Brother, you are so shameless to say that you are Shi Hui and you hid it from me."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, walked forward and chuckled.

"Then I can't tell everyone about it, what will happen? Come on, nephew, give me a hug."

After saying that, he gently clapped his hands at the little guy in Lin Manyu's arms.

"Come, come, give me a hug."