Traveling back to 1952, starting a comeback from a relief station

Yan Bugui saw this.

Then he took the opportunity to introduce him to everyone.

In just a short while, Wang Anping had almost learned all the core tasks of the institute:

Yi Zhonghai with short hair, Jia Zhangshi with a loud voice amidst slightly chubby bangs, and He Daqing who hasn't run away yet.

Jia Dongxu is twenty years old this year. He is Yi Zhonghai's apprentice and works as a worker in a steel rolling mill.

Since they weren't married yet, Qin Huairu had nothing to do with it.

Sha Zhu is eighteen years old, Xu Damao and Liu Guangqi are both seventeen years old, Xu Damao is older, and Yan Jiecheng from Yan Bugui's family is sixteen years old.

These few people are the main force of the young men in the institute.

Jia Dongxu looked sickly. I heard that his father had passed away two years ago, when he was only in his early forties. Wang Anping wondered to himself, could it be that he has some kind of hereditary disease?

On the other side, Sha Zhu and Xu Damao were pushing and shoving each other at the entrance of the Intermediate People's Court, whispering to each other about something.

Wang Anping watched with amusement.

His gaze swept over his own front door, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He lived in the west wing of the house, with the door on the east side. There was about six or seven meters of open space from the door to the west wall of the courtyard, but it was crammed full of things—broken baskets, tattered sacks, a ladder with a missing leg, an old cart frame, and a pair of wheels.

The miscellaneous items were piled up so much that there was no room to step under the eaves.

Seeing a crowd gathered at the entrance, Wang Anping pointed to the miscellaneous items and called out:

"Whose belongings are these? Please take them back."

"If no one comes to claim it by tomorrow night, I'll treat it as unclaimed and move it outside the yard!"

The courtyard fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

Everyone was stunned.

Actually, when Wang Anping was cleaning earlier, he casually asked Yan Bugui about it and already knew that these miscellaneous items belonged to other neighbors in the courtyard.

Uncle Wang used to be easygoing and didn't care about these things.

When someone piled things up here and saw that he didn't say anything, others followed suit, and over time, this area became an open-air storage room in the yard.

Wang Anping's shout just now did indeed attract quite a few people.

Just now, everyone was watching from the doorway.

They discovered that although Wang Anping always had a smile on his face, he didn't seem to be the kind of person who was easy to talk to in everything.

Looking at the red plum tree at his door, everyone recognized it as Yan Bugui's precious treasure, and they guessed that this young man was probably not someone to mess with. After all, not just anyone could take advantage of Yan Bugui.

But no one expected him to be so ruthless.

It's only my first day here.

This presented the people in the hospital with this difficult problem.

The neighbors standing in front of the Intermediate People's Court all turned to look at Yi Zhonghai.

At that time, the factory's skilled workers had not yet been graded. Yi Zhonghai was neither an eighth-grade worker nor an old man in the yard.

However, he was an experienced fitter at the steel rolling mill, with superb skills.

He was quite prestigious in the courtyard.

On ordinary days, whenever there is a trivial dispute in the courtyard, he is willing to stand up and mediate, and the neighbors have always trusted him.

Many of these miscellaneous items belong to the residents of the Zhongyuan Court, and everyone wanted to see what Yi Zhonghai would say.

Sha Zhu has always been simple-minded and loves to show off. Hearing the new young man being so "out of line," he immediately wanted to stand up and say a few words, but He Daqing pulled him back.

Facing the gazes of everyone around.

Yi Zhonghai coughed lightly and said:

"Anping, these are all things belonging to everyone in the courtyard. There's not enough room in each house, so they're all piled up here."

"It's always been like this. Your uncle never said anything when he was alive. We do it this way to keep the yard clean and tidy, and to make it convenient for everyone."

It's this taste.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, he brought up the "courtyard collective".

We can't let him open this door.

Wang Anping smiled and said:

"Master Yi, my uncle is my uncle, and I am me."

"Now that I live here, I really don't want to pile up all this clutter in front of my house. I doubt anyone would be happy about that, would they?"

"I don't have a wife yet."

"If a girl comes to my door and sees me like this, she'll think I'm a junk collector."

"Everyone should take their things back as soon as possible."

Hearing Wang Anping say this, the others also felt somewhat guilty.

To be fair...

If your own doorstep were piled high with food, no one would be happy.

However, everyone is used to it, so changing it won't be easy.

Some people couldn't help but think to themselves:

Previously, Wang Ligen didn't care because he was alone, and now that Wang Anping is also a single young man, he shouldn't be so particular.

Madam Jia spoke first:

"Wang Anping, what you're saying is incorrect."

"It's true that this house is yours, but the yard outside is a public area, not yours alone. You can't just occupy it all by yourself, can you?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded in agreement:

That makes sense.

"The courtyard belongs to the public."

"Since we all live in the same compound, we should help each other and be considerate of one another."

"How about this, let's leave the things here for now. When the weather gets warmer, many things will be used and taken away, which will free up a lot of space here."

Yi Zhonghai started it, and Jia Zhangshi immediately followed suit.

The others simply stood by and watched, and no one said another word.

Firstly, they knew in their hearts that they were in the wrong, but they still wanted to take advantage of someone else's intervention.

Secondly, they couldn't figure out who this new young man was. He was tall and strong, and had just been humiliated by Yan Bugui. They really didn't know what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi's explanation, Wang Anping remained unperturbed and continued to nod with a smile:

"The yard is a public area that everyone can use, right?"

"Okay, I understand."

After saying that, he didn't mention it again, as if the matter was over and done with.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, the crowd dispersed.

As they walked along the road, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves about the new young man, each with their own thoughts.

Yan Bugui, who had been watching from the side, looked at Wang Anping with a suspicious gaze.

Is that all?

Based on what he had seen that afternoon, this kid was quick-witted and shrewd, not someone who was easy to talk to!

Just as everyone was returning to their houses, Aunt Ma from the east side of the front yard came over.

Seeing Wang Anping standing at the door, Aunt Ma, who was in her forties, smiled and nodded at him, picked up a hoe from the pile of junk, and went straight home.

Ma Tiezhu spent years roaming the streets and alleys cutting hair, and he had seen all sorts of people from all walks of life.

He had witnessed the "contest" between Wang Anping and Yan Bugui that afternoon and could tell at a glance that although the young man looked easygoing, he was actually tough and not to be trifled with.

Wang Anping just turned the page seemingly casually.

Who knows what tricks they're up to behind the scenes?

So I just whispered a few words to my wife and asked her to take our things back first.

in fact.

He Daqing had similar thoughts.

Although he is now a head chef in the kitchen of a steel rolling mill, he used to work in restaurants and sell steamed buns. He has seen just as much of the world as Ma Tiezhu, so his judgment of people is naturally accurate.

He only grabbed Sha Zhu when he saw him about to step forward.

These days, the worst thing you can do is stick your nose out.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and others were all factory workers who dealt with law-abiding colleagues. They had never seen anything complicated, so they didn't think much of it.

They assumed it was just a new young man throwing a tantrum and that was it.