At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

"Alright, Shazhu, your Uncle Yan is right, that's how everyone lives."

"You're such a grown man, yet you still have such a reckless attitude. Uncle Yan is your elder, you should show him some respect and not talk to him like that."

"We were talking about how Chung Ting bought us, the older brother, a Flying Pigeon brand, 28-inch bicycle, a new one. Why are you bringing up such useless things?"

Seeing that the two sides were still arguing, Yi Zhonghai quickly spoke up to ease the tension.

He saw that the Yan family members' fists were clenched.

He was worried it would cause a fight.

This pillar is really blind.

I am Lao Yi.

Your grandpa's moment of glory.

Why are you trying to steal the spotlight?

The people in the courtyard heard what he said.

They all rolled their eyes.

You actually started singing?

Do you really need to give a long, loud introduction to bicycles?

Why don't you just let them keep spouting that useless nonsense?

It would be best to let them fight.

Then Sha Zhu got angry, lifted up your broken car and smashed it at Yan Laokou.

That way there will be no eyesores or people.

Because of this new car.

The courtyard became lively again for a while.

Yi Zhonghai stayed in the main courtyard and chatted with people.

He was just listening to people praising him.

He used to feel annoyed when he saw others showing off their children.

But he only found out in the last few years.

Showing off your baby is such a joyful thing.

"Old Yi, how did you raise them all? They're all so well-behaved and sensible, and they all respect you as their older brother."

"Yes, tell us about it. My son, let alone my younger brother, drives me crazy."

"Just last month, I went back to my hometown. There were two cousins ​​there. Their father had just passed away not long ago, and they were already making a scene about dividing the family property. The scene was incredibly ugly."

......

The people in the courtyard shifted the topic to the children's education.

They were amazed that Yi Zhongding's children were so well-educated.

This is all thanks to Yi Zhonghai.

"Sigh, what can a roughneck like me teach? It's all thanks to Zhongding's sensible nature that he's set a good example for his younger siblings."

"However, I have actually figured something out."

Yi Zhonghai took out his pipe and slowly stuffed it with tobacco.

"Go on, let me pack your cigarettes."

One impatient man reached out and grabbed the pipe.

"Hey, what's the rush? Let me take a couple of puffs first."

Yi Zhonghai dodged his hand, took out a match, lit his pipe, squinted, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring.

Seeing his unhurried demeanor, the neighbors in the courtyard were helpless, no matter how anxious they were.

Some people's smoking addiction was triggered.

I might as well take out my own tobacco and roll some up.

Those without tobacco can only endure it.

There were so many men, young and old, at the scene.

If you take it out.

Can't we avoid going around in circles?

This isn't the future; people can't just casually scatter flowers now.

Cigarettes are a precious commodity.

"When it comes to educating children, it's all the same."

"The old saying goes: 'A kind father and a filial son, a friendly elder brother and a respectful younger brother,' and there is truth to that."

There's an old saying, which I used to say often: there's no fault in being an elder, only in the inadequacy of one's children.

"That statement is both right and wrong."

Yi Zhonghai looked like he was giving orders and pointing out the flaws in the country.

"How can it be both right and wrong?"

A neighbor asked.

"If it's the other way around, if parents are unkind, children are unfilial, elder brothers are unfriendly, and younger brothers are disrespectful."

"Over the past few years, I've personally experienced this thing, which is almost like taking care of children, right?"

"I just realized that if the elderly do the right thing in their old age, their children will also do the right thing."

"This is a two-way street. The newspapers talk about this every day: dialectics. We need to look at things dialectically."

"Well, the relationship between educating children and being a parent should be viewed dialectically and from two perspectives. We can't cling to old ideas and concepts."

"Alright, I'm going back now. You two can continue your conversation."

Yi Zhonghai, with a pipe in his mouth, stood up, dusted himself off, and started walking away.

Before anyone could react...

He turned his head again, as if somewhat puzzled, and asked:

"Tell me, at my age, do you think I can still learn to ride a bicycle? I don't even know if I'll fall."

"If I were to fall and hurt myself, I wouldn't be heartbroken, but Zhongding would be."

"If the bike gets damaged, Zhongding won't be upset, but I will be."

"Hey, that's what dialectics is all about!"

Done.

He just dusted himself off and left.

"Did you all understand? What is dialectics? With whom are we arguing? With whom are we proving our point?"

"Old Xu, you're the projectionist, you know a lot, why don't you tell us about it?"

"Don't Old Liu and Old Yan have a lot of kids? Why don't you tell them about it?"

......

The neighbors in the courtyard watched Yi Zhonghai's departing figure with inscrutable expressions.

I immediately realized this was an amazing thing.

They quickly started asking each other questions.

"Hehe, you know what, I've actually figured out what dialectics is. In this courtyard, there are at least two families who can have a dialectical debate with the Yi family."

"If you figure it out, hey, this matter becomes dialectical."

Xu Wengui was also completely baffled at first.

He does understand the word "dialectics," after all, he deals with propaganda materials every day.

But he doesn't know how to use it.

Which two?

"Old Xu, don't follow Old Yi's mystical ways, just tell me already."

"Yeah, I just realized that before Lao Yi left, he bragged to me about something."

......

Xu Wengui didn't speak, but raised an eyebrow and looked at Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, who were also looking forward to an answer.

Then, with a smile playing on her lips, she hummed a little tune and went home.

"Damn it, are they all out of their minds? Just say what you mean, explain it clearly, or you'll make me look stupid."

"Does anyone understand? Who can argue with the Yi family?"

"Oh, I understand! I'll go back and discuss it further."

"Oh, I see now, I see."

"Hmph, as if everyone doesn't understand."

.......

One by one, they left as if suddenly realizing something.

The number of people remaining at the scene is dwindling.

In the end, only one truly simple-minded person remained.

"No, what did you all understand? Why are you all leaving?"

Liu Haizhong stood there, completely bewildered.

He was completely baffled and just watched helplessly as the knowledgeable people left one by one.

He's been waiting for an answer for ages.

No matter who explains it clearly.

He just watched longingly.

But once they understood, they left immediately.

They didn't take me, the forging workshop team leader at the steel rolling mill, seriously at all!

I'll deal with them another day.

Let them understand what it means to respect their superiors!

Inside the Jia family's house at this time.

Jia Zhangshi was holding a pair of insoles and stuffing them into the newly made cloth shoes.

She is lazy.

But the craft of making cloth shoes is truly excellent.

Every stitch and thread is meticulously crafted.

The stitches are tight and dense, making it look durable.

At this moment, she was wearing a mocking smile, watching Liu Haizhong walk towards the backyard while scratching the back of his head.

Even she, a widow, understood.

This idiot doesn't even know.

This is referring to Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.