Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

"Dabao, do you think I can really do it?"

Xu Damao stared at Wang Dabao with eyes wide open and joy, with a gleam of hope for affirmation in his eyes.

Wang Dabao smiled and patted Xu Damao on the shoulder: "Damo, don't say such self-doubting words in the future. After all, you are a reserve cadre and the third uncle in charge of the compound in the future. You must have confidence in yourself!"

"Hey, with your affirmation, Dabao, I feel confident."

Seeing that several people had just put out their cigarettes, Xu Damao immediately took out a pack of economy cigarettes from his coat pocket, looked at it and put it back, then took out another pack of Pegasus cigarettes from the other side and distributed them to several people.

Liu Haizhong took the cigarette and hummed: "I didn't expect Xu Damao to pack two packs of cigarettes. You are just showing off your cigarettes to others, right?"

"Hey, uncle, what are you talking about? I must have taken the wrong thing." Xu Damao smiled and didn't care about Liu Haizhong's ridicule.

"What do you mean by second uncle? Aren't you the third uncle yet you picked up the score?!"

Liu Haizhong snorted, "Then should we discuss a way to kick Yi Zhonghai off his position as the boss?"

"Kick him down?" Wang Dabao smiled and shook his head. "Why should we kick him down? Since our compound is a collective, we must have a sense of collective consciousness. Old Liu, have you ever seen an emperor kicked down by a usurper in ancient times?"

"Although this analogy overestimates Yi Zhonghai, this is how things are. He must be willing to give up his position!"

"Do you know what this is? This is called winning people over with virtue!"

Liu Haizhong was stunned, then he stretched out his hands and clapped. Behind him, his brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu followed suit and clapped along with their father.

Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao were immersed in the dream of promotion when the door of the deaf old lady next door opened.

"You are having a meeting here. It seems that Zhong Hai is right. This is just forming cliques."

The deaf old lady stepped out of the door with her cane and looked towards the middle courtyard. "Liu Haizhong, whose house is on fire? Why is it so bright?"

Liu Haizhong's excitement was interrupted by the deaf old lady, and he replied angrily: "Can't you tell by the firelight, your grandson is a fool."

"What? Why don't you guys just go put out the fire? If the house burns down, where will my grandson live?"

The deaf old lady was in a hurry. Her legs and feet were more flexible than ever before. She quickly walked down the stairs and ran straight to Liu Haizhong. "Hurry, help me over."

"Old lady, please don't make trouble. Didn't you hear that the Central Courtyard is bustling with activity? Many people are putting out the fire. Wait for news at home. Don't get hurt while putting out the fire."

Liu Haizhong looked at Wang Dabao helplessly.

Wang Dabao smiled and said, "Why don't we take the old woman with us? Then when the time comes, Sha Zhu will have someone to help him seek justice."

Just like the previous half of the night, this time it was still the old team, the same few people, the formation did not change, and they headed towards the central courtyard again.

After a few people rushed into the middle courtyard, the fire had been under control. After all, the well was right in front of Sha Zhu's house.

Shazhu is taking advantage of the terrain.

Many people lined up with basins and buckets to collect water, and then poured it on the doors and windows of Sha Zhu's house. Judging from the fire that had been extinguished, the fire was almost out.

The deaf old lady was so anxious that she stomped her crutches from a distance and kept saying "ouch, ouch" in her mouth.

Yan Bugui was also very active, his glasses were crooked from drying out, Qin Huairu was running back and forth with sweat all over her forehead, and Yi Zhonghai was directing everyone on the side about where to pour the water.

Sha Zhu sat at the door of He Yushui's ear room with a sad face, looking a little numb.

Jia Dongxu stood not far away with his stick, watching with a smile. No one knew what he was mumbling, but you could tell with your butt that it was definitely not a good thing.

Soon, with everyone's concerted efforts, the fire was gradually put out, but what appeared before everyone's eyes were burnt windows and half of the door.

It turned out that Sha Zhu had not been idle during the time he was recuperating from his injuries. He gritted his teeth and bought a lot of coal to prepare for the winter, and piled it under the window at the door. But coal would not spontaneously combust, so it must have been set on fire by someone.

The neighbors helped Sha Zhu put out the fire. Seeing Sha Zhu standing there in a daze, no one blamed him. After all, anyone would be confused if this happened to them.

"Silly, what are you doing?"

Yan Bugui stepped forward and touched Sha Zhu's shoulder to help him come back to his senses. "We are all exhausted, and you just sit here without saying a word?!"

"Oh, Third Uncle, my house is burned down. I'm in a bad mood and don't want to talk. Please forgive me." Sha Zhu, with his old face drooping, looked up listlessly and replied to Yan Bugui.

It would have been better if I hadn't looked up. When I looked up, I saw Bang Geng smiling and pointing at me.

"Fuck it, it must be that little bastard Banggeng who did this. I'm going to skin him alive."

Shazhu stood up quickly and was about to rush towards Banggeng.

Yan Bugui raised his glasses and said, "Stop right there, Silly Zhu. I'm telling you the truth. You're not the only one who suspects Bang Geng. I'm pretty much the same way. But you need evidence. You can't just say something without evidence."

"Isn't this just like Jia Dongxu accusing you of breaking his glass? If you go find him, you have to produce evidence!"

Sha Zhu stood there in a daze. Isn't that exactly what Yan Bugui said? Even if he had evidence, the Jia family would have to argue three times. What's more, he didn't have any evidence at all, and the Jia family would then turn the tables on him.

But Sha Zhu was unwilling to accept such a loss and turned around in circles in anger.

"Grandson, are you okay?"

The deaf old lady broke away from Liu Haizhong's support, moved to Sha Zhu's side, and asked with concern in her eyes.

Sha Zhu hurried forward and grabbed the deaf old lady's arm: "Oh, my grandma, why are you here again? What can happen to me? It's just a pity that the house is broken and it will cost money to repair it."

"It's okay. Go to the backyard and sleep with grandma. The stove is lit. It's warm."

Sha Zhu pursed his lips tightly and nodded.

Wang Dabao, Liu Haizhong and others also came over to ask the reason, but Sha Zhu couldn't explain it. Anyway, the fire was already on the door when they heard the noise.

Sha Zhu looked at Wang Dabao with a guilty look in his eyes, as the strategy the two had discussed before had taken this into account. However, after Sha Zhu paid off Yi Zhonghai's debt, he felt a little proud and had forgotten about this matter long ago.

Several people came to the door and looked for a while, but couldn't see anything.

Jia Dongxu came over after sending Banggeng home, and said with a tut-tut sound: "Alas, this person should not do immoral things. Look, retribution has come to him."

After saying that, he shook his head.

Qin Huairu pulled Jia Dongxu twice and said, "Dongxu, just say less."

"Why don't you say so much? I'm going to say, idiot Zhu is alive..."

"boom!"

"Oh my god..."

Before Jia Dongxu could finish his words, Sha Zhu kicked him in the crotch with hatred. He immediately knelt on the ground with his buttocks clamped together.