Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Wang Bo looked at the women comrades below who were still very excited, and felt deeply moved.

When a group of people fight for a common goal without regard for their own safety, the power they unleash is not just enormous, it is earth-shaking and no one can stop them.

Even if this goal is ridiculous and is made up by people with ulterior motives.

Crazy.

This is how many people were inspired, and this is how long it lasted. The long days that followed were even crazier and more unreasonable.

But I did a good thing this time. It allowed women to stand up straight at home and also educated those who looked down on women.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, who had come to their senses, quickly stated their positions and criticized and educated Xu Damao and Yi Zhonghai on the mistakes they had made.

The trembling Xu Damao and Yi Zhonghai could only listen and shout, without any of their previous high spirits.

After some discussion at the meeting, Lin Xiu was allowed to temporarily live with the deaf old lady.

When Wang Bo heard this arrangement, he couldn't help scratching his head. The mutual aid retirement group for old bachelors that he had envisioned hadn't made any progress yet, so how come this women's group had already been formed?

The next day, a large group of people surrounded Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao and went to the bank first.

Yi Zhonghai was lucky enough, he gave the money to Li Cuilan and then ran away, but Xu Damao was pushed and shoved by a group of people to the Civil Affairs Bureau after giving the money. Along the way, the onlookers thought that he had made a mistake that all men in the world would make.

As the spring breeze blew, the air in the old city became more and more agitated.

Wang Bo bought several small notebooks these days. He carries one with him, keeps one at home, keeps one in the office, gave one to Yu Shui, and gave one to Lao Zhou.

He also bought a "Little Beijing" brand radio and placed a table at his door. He would tune into the radio station at 7 o'clock every morning to listen to the central broadcast.

Wang Bo also suggested that the neighbors in the compound should pack up early and come over at a designated time to listen to the radio with him, but not many responded to his call.

However, the four young men, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, were very active. There were also a few children who came to join in the fun. They would arrive at Wang Bo's door early every morning to listen to the radio.

After listening to the radio, a few people would study in their notebooks before going to work or school.

Because of this, Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong were quite dissatisfied with Wang Bo, so they came to him early in the morning.

"Xiaobo, we have no objection to you playing the radio, but the children in the yard are greatly affected. Jie Kuang is about to take the technical secondary school entrance exam, but his grades have dropped because of listening to the radio."

"Yes, this radio has a huge impact on children. Those who go to school have no interest in studying, and those who work have no interest in working properly. Xiaobo, you should just listen to it at home by yourself."

When Wang Bo heard this, he felt it was very familiar. It took him a long time to realize that he had often heard his parents and teachers say this!

Novels, Internet cafes, mobile phones, games, which one has not been talked about like this!

Wang Bo looked at the two and nodded, "Okay, since the parents have said so, I will definitely support it. I will talk to them after they finish listening to this for the last time."

It was the first time that Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong had seen Wang Bo being so easy to talk to. They stood there hesitating for a long time before Yan Bugui finally asked, "Xiaobo, you're not going to make trouble again, are you?"

Wang Bo looked sad. "Look at what you said, Old Yan. We are the leaders of the compound after all. We should have at least some trust in you!"

Wang Bo, you are full of bad intentions, and you still have the nerve to mention the word trust?

Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong left with doubts.

After a while, Yan Jiefang and a few others came over, but they all looked unhappy, and it was obvious that they had been scolded at home.

After listening to the broadcast, Wang Bo stopped several people who were about to leave and told them what had just happened.

Seeing the four people's submissive appearance, Wang Bo looked at them with disdain and said contemptuously: "I said that you have been studying for so long and all you can do is shout slogans. Why are you so weak when it comes to taking action?"

Hearing what Wang Bo said, the four of them looked even uglier.

Wang Bo continued, "Jie Kuang, Guangfu, the young fighters in your school have started to take action, right? How can you, an activist, drag them down? And Jiefang, Guangtian, you are also members of the G Committee of your unit, so you can't lag behind in thought and action?"

"Little Bo, they are our parents, how can we fight against them?"

Wang Bo glared, "Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Does it matter whose parents they are? The key is to look at their behavior, not their identity. Otherwise, how can we carry on the name of the country to the end!"

"Liberation, Jiekuang, Old Yan still asks you for child support from childhood, right? Guangtian Guangfu, Old Liu still beats you all day long, right? Do you think they are comrades standing on the same front with us? They have already stood on the opposite side of the people. This is naked oppression. Why don't you resist? Why don't you start the struggle from your own side first!"

"What are you afraid of? There are countless like-minded fighters standing behind you. It's not you who should be afraid, it's them! As long as you bravely start the struggle, they will be able to fully realize their mistakes!"

Hearing Wang Bo's instigation, the four people's eyes lit up.

"Brother Xiaobo, we understand. If they dare to stop us tomorrow and teach us the same old tricks again, I will let them have a taste of being criticized!"

"That's right!" Wang Bo looked at them with satisfaction. "If you can't clean up your own house, how can you clean up the world? If you don't solve the oppression in your own family, how can you rush to the front line outside!"

"Xiaobo, you are so right!"

Looking at the four people who were so excited, Wang Bo nodded with satisfaction, "This is what our little warriors look like!"

The next day, a fierce struggle broke out between Yan Bugui's family and Liu Haizhong's family.

When Yan Bugui was lecturing a few people and emphasizing the need to hand over wages in the future, he was sternly criticized by Jiefang Jie Kuang. When Yan Bugui wanted to refute again, the two brothers directly put on red armbands.

"Yan Bugui! If you continue to oppress the people, I will bring my classmates to fight you, you stinky old man!"

Looking at Yan Jiekuang who was glaring at him fiercely, Yan Bugui finally became scared. He sat on the stool and looked at his two sons in disbelief, not daring to say another word.

On the other side, Liu Haizhong was about to take off his belt to teach his two sons a lesson, but he didn't expect that his two sons were not afraid at all, but instead moved forward.

"Liu Haizhong! Give it a try! Do you know what civil and military means? Do you want to try it?"

"Dad, we are both active members of the organization and cadres now. Please don't use this trick on us!"

It was the first time that Liu Haizhong was threatened by his two sons. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. However, he was not afraid. Instead, he felt excited.

My goal has always been correct. Only when I have power can I have the final say. If these two brats can become cadres, so can I!