Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Not long after Wang Bo left, Banggeng sneaked in. When he saw the peanuts all over the ground, his eyes lit up. He ignored Shazhu and lay on the ground like a big mouse, picking up the peanuts and eating them.

After teasing Sha Zhu, Wang Bo strolled out leisurely. “You know what, this yard is full of green seedlings, it looks much better than when it was bare. I really deserve to be called the one who came up with such a good suggestion.”

But what Wang Bo didn't know was that since the last time the birds were flying all over the sky, the news of No. 95 Courtyard opening up land to grow vegetables quickly spread throughout the entire street, and other courtyards also followed suit and wanted to grow vegetables in their own courtyards.

They also faced the same problem, which was the lack of fertilizer. Now, all the toilets on the street were targeted.

The toilets in all the courtyards on the entire street were destroyed, and the night soil collectors were not happy about it.

We wouldn't say anything if you cleaned one toilet, but you cleaned all the toilets on the entire street. We wouldn't say anything if you cleaned it for a whole day, but you did it for more than ten days in a row!

Wow, do people on this street eat this every day?

This was too much to bear, so the dung collectors went to the street office together to report the vegetable-growing compounds and asked them to compensate for the losses.

Director Wang of the Street Office was blocked in her office by a group of workers holding dung shovels and they chatted for a long time. The stench was so strong that her forehead almost split. She cursed the No. 95 compound in her heart, wondering why this compound was so prone to making trouble!

There was no other way, so she called the uncles who were in charge of each compound to a meeting. The topics of the meeting were to prohibit each compound from secretly collecting feces, and to require each compound to compensate for the losses, 5 yuan per compound. Compound No. 95 took the lead in destroying the unity of urban and rural people, so the compensation should be doubled.

That evening, Liu Haizhong organized the entire compound and held a meeting.

The neighbors in the courtyard sat scattered around, trying not to crush the seedlings, and soon everyone was there.

Wang Bo sat at the eight-immortals table and looked at the people in the compound. There were many people he hadn't seen recently. He couldn't help but criticize himself in his heart, thinking that he had been too quiet recently and he should find something for them to do.

Look at Yi Zhonghai, sitting at the door of his house with a gloomy face. Didn’t he get reported to the Women’s Federation last time? It seems that he is not convinced?

Look at that deaf old lady, she is sitting so steadily. Isn't she making fun of my uncle for not giving her a chance to lie down?

It’s still that Xu Damao, who becomes so arrogant after getting married. With that arrogant expression, isn’t he asking me, his uncle, to slap him in the face?

You know what, his young wife is quite pretty.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, Liu Haizhong coughed, and after everyone was quiet, he repeated the notice conveyed by the street office and then mentioned the issue of compensation.

"There are exactly 20 households farming in our compound. Each household contributes 10 cents, which is exactly yuan. Come to me later to pay the money. Uncle, please record it for me."

When it comes to paying money, these farmers are not happy. Why? You’re fining me before I even see the harvest!

"No! I won't pay! I only grow these few vegetables, and it may not even be enough to earn fifty cents!"

"Yeah, they came to dig the toilet, and we haven't asked them for money yet!"

"You're asking for money to dig out some shit. You're really poor!"

"Everyone, everyone!" Liu Haizhong raised his voice, "Don't do anything that is not conducive to unity, don't say anything that is not conducive to unity. The subdistrict office has taken good care of us. If you continue to make trouble, it will easily cause trouble."

Yan Bugui on the side took over the conversation.

"Neighbors, it's okay to complain, but the matter has been settled. We have to pay the compensation. If we really delay, no one will clean the toilet outside the yard. In less than three days, the toilet will be unavailable. Who will clean it then?"

Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating are important events in life. Eating and drinking are together, and defecating and urinating are also in the same place, so the toilet and the kitchen are equally important.

Everyone was speechless after hearing what Yan Bugui said, and for a moment no one opposed the compensation anymore.

Seeing that no one objected, Liu Haizhong made the decision directly, "The 20 households with that kind of land, come to the front to pay the fee."

"Wait a minute!"

Aunt Xin Er, Yan Bugui's wife Yang Ruihua, stood up at this time, raised her fist, and shouted to the neighbors:

"Neighbors, besides those of us who grow vegetables, there are still a few households in our compound that don't grow vegetables. The street office is fining our entire compound, so why should we, the vegetable growers, pay the fine? Aren't those who don't grow vegetables members of this compound? They should also pay together!"

good idea!

As expected of Yan Bugui's family, this plot has really come to an end. It was probably Yan Bugui's idea. He was too embarrassed to come forward, so he let his wife take the lead.

Yang Ruihua set a good example, and the people sitting below immediately had ideas.

"Yes, the subdistrict office fined our entire compound, so everyone should pay, even those who don't farm!"

"Wang Bo gave everyone the idea. Now that he is being fined, he should pay more!"

"The people who made the final decision were Lao Yi, Lao Liu and Lao Yan, so they should get more!"

"It should not be divided by household, but by person!"

"Other colleges all learned from us. If they are successful, shouldn't they pay us tuition?"

"Yes, we came up with a good idea for the Street Office to replenish food and vegetables. The Street Office should not punish us, but reward us!"

For a moment, everyone's imaginations were running wild, making Wang Bo laugh.

Just now it was that bastard Yan Jiecheng who asked me to pay more money. Okay, I’ll remember you.

Downstairs, Qin Huairu quietly moved Sha Zhu's crutches away, sat next to him, and whispered to Sha Zhu: "Zhu Zi, is your foot better?"

Sha Zhu had been injured for more than a week, and Qin Huairu had never visited him, which made him disillusioned with Qin Huairu and gradually gave up the idea of ​​developing a further relationship with Qin Huairu.

But when Qin Huairu sat next to him, Sha Zhu couldn't control his heart pounding, and could only reply in a panic: "It's Sister Qin, my feet are much better."

Hearing Sha Zhu's answer, Qin Huairu was delighted, but then she put on a miserable expression.

"Zhu Zi, you see my sister just started working. My family is in this situation now. We really don't have the money to pay the fine. Can you advance the money for my sister first?"

As soon as Qin Huairu begged, Sha Zhu was stunned. "Okay, Sister Qin, you can just plant my family's land and your own. It's only one dollar at most. It's nothing. You don't have to pay it back!"

Hearing Sha Zhu say this, Qin Huairu gave him a seductive smile, which made Sha Zhu even more happy.