Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

A week passed.

This day is still a weekend.

He Yuzhu did not go straight to Huaxing Building, but decided to return to the courtyard.

The reason was that Yi Zhonghai had come to him the day before and told him that he had to go home. The reason was that the subdistrict office would select several people to manage the courtyard today and insisted that He Yuzhu must attend the meeting.

Although He Yuzhu was reluctant to go at first, he could not resist Yi Zhonghai's patient persuasion. In fact, He Yuzhu also understood Yi Zhonghai's thoughts: he himself knew that he would almost certainly be elected as the person in charge of the Siheyuan, so he hoped that He Yuzhu would be there to witness the process.

In order to fulfill his wish, He Yuzhu decided to accept the invitation.

He Yuzhu was ready to ride his bicycle back, to show that even if these people became so-called "managers", they were still nothing to him. He rode straight to the courtyard and pushed his bicycle inside.

When he returned to the courtyard this time, He Yuzhu clearly felt that people's attitude towards him had changed. In the past, when the military control meeting was present, people in the courtyard had different attitudes. Some people came up to greet him with a smile, while others deliberately avoided him.

Now this change is becoming more and more obvious: everyone's eyes are full of sarcasm and even indifference, and the whole courtyard seems to be filled with hostility, but He Yuzhu doesn't mind it.

He knew that as long as they still lived in this courtyard, the atmosphere would inevitably return to its previous unfriendly state; but this had nothing to do with him anymore - he no longer cared about their expressions; nor did it matter whether there were people living there - he didn't live there now anyway.

The only purpose of his return this time was to show that he would not take these people seriously even if the world turned upside down. Especially riding that eye-catching bicycle, in their opinion, He Yuzhu's generosity was simply challenging the limits of others.

This caused a huge psychological gap and an increase in malicious emotions; He Yuzhu, on the other hand, remained calm and leisurely pushed the car forward in the gaze of everyone.

When we walked to the small courtyard in the middle, we found that the crowd had already gathered together. Since the meeting was held here, many people came forward early to wait.

When He Yuzhu stepped in, many eyes turned to him, and Jia Zhang was the first to speak.

"Hey, isn't this our great talent?" "Has he already achieved a lot?"

"Why do you come back to such a barren place?"

Jia Zhang spoke loudly, deliberately letting people hear, and the audience around her immediately cast mocking and derisive gazes. Despite this, they also had worries and fears in their hearts.

As we all know, He Yuzhu has an extraordinary mouth. He Yuzhu smiled slightly.

"Yes."

"Come and see what's going on at the zoo."

"Look at what your fat pig looks like." "It's been a while since we last met, and you've gained a lot of weight." "It seems you've married a good wife."

"Does your son and daughter-in-law have experience raising pigs?"

"You're standing here like a fat dead pig." As soon as these words came out,

Jia Zhang's face turned red with anger.

Some of the neighbors who were watching were trying to hold back their laughter, while others were embarrassed.

She thought she had the advantage in talking, but she lost as soon as she opened her mouth.

He Yuzhu's casual words made her so angry. "Silly Zhu."

"Clean your mouth!"

"Believe it or not, I'll slap you!"

He Yuzhu spread his hands, looking innocent. "Did I say something wrong?"

"With your family's financial situation, those coarse grains and miscellaneous foods can actually make you so fat." "Why do you look like a swill bucket?"

"Eat less, or you might choke to death someday and go downstairs to snatch food from your husband." "You old widow."

"A scoundrel who only picks on the weak."

"During the Military Control Commission period, why didn't you, a bitch, bark?"

"You are feeling proud now, right..."

"Or, let Jia Dongxu tell everyone about how you were scared to the point of peeing your pants because of the military control meeting." These words almost made Jia Zhang faint.

Before He Yuzhu arrived, Jia Zhang had imagined the scene of their meeting, thinking about what she could say to make He Yuzhu angry.

How to embarrass He Yuzhu in front of everyone and make him vent all the grievances he had suffered during this period at once.

However, the result of the meeting was not at all what Jia Zhang had expected.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was hit by a dimensionality reduction attack.

She was scolded all over and her history of peeing in her pants was even mentioned.

Jia Dongxu, who was standing beside him, had already become red with anxiety.

She clenched her fists tightly, wanting to rush forward and punch him a few times. Jia Zhang was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

"Silly Zhu! You're such a bastard!"

"I'm going to slap you to death!"

As he said this, he was about to pounce on him.

But he was stopped by Liu Haizhong next to him. "Don't do that!"

"Sister-in-law, forget it."

"Everyone stop making trouble."

"People from the subdistrict office will be here soon."

"I heard that the director of the subdistrict office came in person. If this matter gets out of hand and he sees it, our impression will be ruined."

"If this continues, there will be no peace in this yard in the future."

"For the benefit of this courtyard, everyone should say less." Liu Haizhong was most worried that this would affect his chances of taking power.

Others also began to persuade him. "Yes, we are all neighbors."

"Say less."

"Forget it."

Everyone felt that Liu Haizhong's advice made sense.

If the people in the street office knew about it, it would affect everyone's common interests. In fact, for these people in this courtyard,

The "common" interest was never in their consideration.

What they care about is that they have their own presence in the group. Soon.

Jia Zhang was dragged away.

At the front of the central courtyard there is an octagonal table with three chairs around it, which are prepared for the street office staff.

Three old men in the yard sat in the front row of the audience, as if they were ready to ascend the throne as king at any time.

Others were either standing or sitting.

At this moment, Liu Haizhong already had a leadership demeanor. He stood up and said,

"People from the subdistrict office will be here soon. Everyone, please pay attention to discipline and behavior, keep quiet, and don't speak loudly."

"In the future, we will have to rely on the subdistrict office. This is for the common good of all. Please remember this."

He sat down again.

The three uncles all looked at He Yuzhu at the back at the same time, their eyes filled with a hint of teasing.

He Yuzhu just smiled contemptuously.

Just then, there was movement in the front yard.

Liu Haizhong didn't expect that the other party had arrived before he went out to greet him.

A series of footsteps sounded.

As heavy as knocking at their hearts.

When the leader appeared, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui felt their hearts suddenly stop beating. They all shuddered.

They could not hide their astonishment, and it was not just the three of them, many people in the audience also showed strong shock. They recognized the leader.

At a previous graduation party for He Yuzhu, that person was wearing a black shirt and whispered intimately to He Yuzhu; their friendship was so good that they were inseparable. It seemed to be... He Miao!

He Miao actually became a staff member of the street office?

This information immediately caused shock throughout the compound. In this moment of shock, He Miao walked directly to the set eight-immortal table.

And occupied the center seat.

He Yuzhu now felt a little dazed. He had never thought that He Miao would become the director of the subdistrict office. He Yuzhu had never considered this at all.

They haven't been in touch for half a month.

He Yuzhu estimated that judging from He Miao's appearance and level, even though he was very young, he was definitely not just an ordinary street office clerk.

Even if he is the director, He Miao should not be satisfied with this. "Are you all here?"

At this moment, He Miao spoke again.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. My name is He Miao, the director of the neighborhood office here. Please just call me Director He."

"The past era of martial law is now a thing of the past.

From now on, all trivial matters of this street will be managed by the Street Office. "

“As for legal issues and criminal cases, they still have to be handled by the police.”

"You can report any troubles or difficulties in your daily life directly to the subdistrict office, and the latest policies and measures are also communicated to everyone here."

"in other words,

You may come to the subdistrict office only if it does not violate the law.”

“When new regulations or policies are released, they will be passed down by the subdistrict office.”

"I believe that has been explained clearly."

"I won't go into too much detail. If I go into too much detail, you won't be able to remember it and might even get confused."

(First Order)

He Miao paused.

Looking closely below, I found that some faces seemed particularly familiar, and then I suddenly remembered:

Aren't these the people who attended He Yuzhu's graduation banquet? Isn't this the courtyard where He Yuzhu lived before?

He looked around the crowd.

He Yuzhu was found soon.

When He Miao's eyes fell on He Yuzhu,

An involuntary smile appeared on his face, but he said nothing.

However, at this moment, the three uncles and some other people felt a huge shock again.

I originally thought that He Yuzhu was just a clerk in the street office, but I didn't expect that he was the director of the street office, and he had a close relationship with He Yuzhu.

Everyone thought that after the withdrawal of the Military Control Commission, He Yuzhu's backers would disappear. Unexpectedly, the new immediate superior turned out to be him.

This situation shocked Yi Zhonghai and others.

They saw off the Military Control Commission and welcomed a subdistrict office director.

People's reactions varied, some were at a loss, some were extremely surprised.

They wanted to use this opportunity to show off their authority, but they found out that the director actually stood on He Yuzhu's side. Who is having a good time here?

At this time, He Miao restrained his smile.

"Now let's elect a few managers." "That's the rule."

He looked around the yard.

"It looks like this is a large courtyard with three entrances."

"According to our regulations, each courtyard must elect a representative, which means that each courtyard must have one person to manage affairs."

"I can't be the only one who has the final say on what's going on. After all, I just got here and don't know the situation in the yard."

"Since everyone is here, let's resolve this issue by voting."

"First determine a few candidates, and then select the person in charge from among these candidates." Finally, it came to the voting stage.

Even so, Yi Zhonghai and others now understand: Even if they become managers, they still cannot deal with He Yuzhu.