Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

Wang Xiuqin also saw this scene from the window and thought of a saying, "It is difficult to change one's nature."

Not long after Zhang Cuihua and her son left, Zhang Dabao and He Yuzhu arrived.

The guard recognized Zhang Dabao's car and let them in directly.

"Da Biao, I talked to Cuihua about the house. She and Jia Dongxu just left a while ago. Didn't you meet them?" Wang Xiuqin saw her nephew coming and thought it was still about the house.

"Aunt, it's not about the house. I just want to tell you something." Zhang Dabao briefly told Wang Xiuqin about his plan.

"Is there such a thing? Shang Hongqi has been the director for eight years. Could he have done it?" Wang Xiuqin was also very angry. You embezzled the money that the father of two children without a mother sent from other places. Are you still a human being?

"We don't know who took the money, and the key is that no letter was given. The damage caused to Brother Zhuzi and Yu Shui was too great, and it cut off their desire for family affection," said Zhang Dabao.

"Don't hit a motherless child. Shang Hongqi has gone too far. Dabiao, you can make a fuss, but you have to stop when you are ahead. This is the capital. If there is any disturbance, it will be easy for the higher-ups to know." Wang Xiuqin thought about it and agreed to Zhang Dabiao's plan. Even if she went to Shang Hongqi to ask for it, he might not give it to her. Maybe he would just deny it.

"Aunt, we just want to let the higher-ups at the post office know. I told Aunt Lin when I came here. Tomorrow she might bring the bureau leaders to inspect the work at the Red Star Office," said Zhang Dabao.

"Lin Hua?" Wang Xiuqin asked Zhang Dabao, and Zhang Dabao nodded.

"Okay, I'll ask the district leader to come over tomorrow and let him see the big corruption of the new era." Wang Xiuqin was very angry because she felt that the Red Star Post Office had no bottom line.

Zhang Dabao and He Yuzhu got into the car. Zhang Dabao instructed He Yuzhu, "Brother Zhuzi, if a king is not discreet, he will lose his ministers. If a minister is not discreet, he will lose his chastity. If you are not discreet about several things, harm will be done. We have spent such a huge price, don't tell anyone. If Shang Hongqi finds out, all our work will be in vain. Go home tonight and go to sleep. Don't tell anyone, including Jia Dongxu."

"Da Biao, don't worry, we won't tell anyone. I want to kill Shang Hongqi right now. I may not be able to get the things you gave to Aunt Zhao, so I'll give you money in exchange," said He Yuzhu.

"Brother Zhuzi, your relationship with my second sister will soon be settled, and you are not an outsider. As for me, I am not short of money or things. I only help my relatives and not others. This time it is a matter and you are right. Don't mention things, just help me cook when you have time. I don't like cooking, I only like eating," said Zhang Dabao with a smile.

"Da Biao, I really don't know what to say," He Yuzhu, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was so moved that he shed tears.

"Brother Zhuzi, now that you have done your job, go and see your father. He has not been back for so many years, so he must have his own difficulties." Zhang Dabao did not persuade He Yuzhu.

"When Yu Shui was a child, he asked his father every day why he didn't come back, and I didn't know how to answer. There has been no news for eight years. I didn't expect it would be like this." He Yuzhu thought of the grievances he had suffered over the years and burst into tears.

Zhang Dabao still did not try to persuade him, but instead took the car to the side and let him vent his anger.

After crying for a long time, He Yuzhu stopped crying and said, "Da Biao, I'm sorry for making fun of you."

"Go home and wash your face. Get up early tomorrow and I will give Yu Shui what she needs. Your expression must be right and your movements must be exaggerated," Zhang Dabao instructed He Yuzhu again.

After returning to No. 95 Courtyard, He Yuzhu closed the door as soon as he got home and did not open the door for Jia Dongxu who was concerned about him, which made Jia Dongxu very angry.

"That bastard Shazhu didn't even open the door for me. I'm so mad." Jia Dongxu came to Zhang Dabao's house in the backyard.

"Have you settled the house issue?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"It's agreed upon, 800 yuan. My mother has 200, and I'll borrow the remaining 600 from my master. If he doesn't have it, I'll borrow from you. I'll pay it back in one to two years." Jia Dongxu now speaks with confidence.

"After buying a house, shouldn't you clean it up? How can people live in it if it's dark?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Of course I'll tidy it up. On Sunday, I'll clean it myself and just buy some lime and paint it." Jia Dongxu actually made a plan.

"The inner room has not been used yet, and the room on the west side has grown big enough for one person to sleep in," Zhang Dabao reminded his nephew.

"Huairu and I will live in the inner room. The room on the west side has a separate door, so Banggeng will live there. The largest room will be used as a living room, so there will be a place for people to sit when they come over. The house in the middle courtyard will be occupied by my mother, Jingru, and Xiaodang." Jia Dongxu has already planned everything.

"If you don't have enough money, come and get it. If Lao Yi doesn't have it, I'll pay for it first." Seeing that Jia Dongxu and his mother had discussed it, Zhang Dabao didn't say anything else.

"Seventh Uncle, was Zhuzi beaten? I saw him crying when he came back," Jia Dongxu asked again.

"Isn't it? But I have already avenged him. He said that he would prepare something good in a day or two and treat me to a meal. I will ask you to join us," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"No problem. I was in a bad condition last time and drank too much. Now my body has recovered to its best. I am not afraid of Shazhu. I must get him drunk," Jia Dongxu said fiercely.

"I'm going to force you to drink. You just know how to drink. Why don't you drink yourself to death?" Zhang Cuihua came in. As soon as she heard what her son said, she got angry and slapped Jia Dongxu on the back, and then three or four more times.

Jia Dongxu ran out of the house and said, "Mom, I was just talking, I didn't really drink. You really have a bad temper. My aunt said that you are a worker now." Jia Dongxu brought up Wang Xiuqin's words.

"I am a worker and also your mother. Don't workers have children? Don't they beat their children?" Zhang Cuihua's words left Jia Dongxu speechless again. There was nothing wrong with his mother's words. Can't she scold her son if she can't scold him in the street?

Chapter 104 Mass Incidents

Jia Dongxu looked at Zhang Dabao again, wanting Zhang Dabao to help him speak.

"Dongxu, if you don't have the energy to drink, it's like you don't have the energy to cause trouble. Aren't you just asking for a beating? Your mother beats you for your own good. You are not a child now, you should listen to your mother." Zhang Dabao's words made Jia Dongxu even more speechless. He sighed, returned to the east wing, and lay down.

"Dongxu told me about the house. If it's not convenient for Lao Yi, you can just ask Dongxu to come and get the money," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua.

"Da Biao, I have been married to the Jia family for nearly 30 years. I never thought there would be a day like this. Our family has three houses, but Youfu will never see them again," Zhang Cuihua sighed again.

"Don't forget to bring your lunch box when you go to the factory tomorrow. Go with your second sister. Be more diligent when you get there and try to get along well with your colleagues," Zhang Dabao instructed Zhang Cuihua.

"Da Biao, everyone in the entire Hongxing Street knows that I am the most hardworking person. I work when there is work to do, and sew shoe soles when there is nothing to do," Zhang Cuihua said proudly.

Her words almost made Zhang Dabao laugh to death. Who said that he couldn't go to work because of pain here and there? Who couldn't sew a pair of insoles in a year? You played with a pair of insoles until they were covered with starch, sister, you are a talent!

Today is a sad yet happy day for He Yuzhu and He Yushui. They are sad because someone had embezzled their money for eight years and they only found out about it now; they are happy because their father has not forgotten them and he still wrote letters and knew to send money, but it was a pity that it was embezzled by the people in the post office.

He Yushui stayed awake all night, thinking over and over again in his mind what the three of them had discussed on the motorcycle, and replaying it in his mind again and again.

When it was daybreak, He Yuzhu prepared dinner and woke up his sister.

"Eat breakfast, and wait for you at home after that. I'll go call Da Biao. We have to seek justice for ourselves today. I won't let Shang Hongqi go," He Yuzhu said, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He Yushui didn't say anything and nodded.

He Yushui forced himself to eat the noodles in his bowl and waited at the door.

He Yuzhu came to the backyard. Zhang Dabao had also finished his meal. Without saying a word, Zhang Dabao stood up and left with He Yuzhu.

"Zhu Zi, are you going to school today?" Yi Zhonghai from the Central Courtyard was about to leave after dinner.

"Isn't it? Yu Shui's grades are not very good. Discuss with the teacher whether he should take the college entrance examination or go directly to work," He Yuzhu said casually.

"This is a big deal, I'll give you another day off." Yi Zhonghai is now working alone because Jia Dongxu has to report to the post office today and has already left.

Zhang Cuihua also got up early. She was a little nervous today. This was her first time going to work in 47 years. She came to the backyard early to wait for her sister to go together.

Zhang Dabao and He Yuzhu came to the car and picked up He Yushui who was waiting on the roadside. Zhang Dabao gave He Yushui a package of things and then gave him some instructions.

On his way to the Red Star Political Science Office, Zhang Dabao met Zhao Chunyan, who was among a group of women. She saw Zhang Dabao's car and waved.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the Red Star Post Office opened. There were quite a lot of people doing business today. As soon as the door opened, a large group of people came in, all of them were old women.

Seventeen or eighteen old ladies came in and asked this and that. One staff member became impatient and said, "What a bear problem."

In the past, people would have tolerated a single curse, but not today. These 17 or 18 women were not happy with it and directly attacked each other. In terms of quarreling, all the staff here combined might not be able to quarrel better than Zhao Chunyan. Her quarreling level was not even in the top ten in Hongliang Street, not to mention that there was Liu Chuncao who had been ranked second in the quarreling list for many years. What's more, there was one staff member against 17 or 18 of them. The staff was dumbfounded, feeling that they had read too little and lacked vocabulary, and they could not even speak. In just a few minutes, the whole family of 18 generations had been cursed dozens of times, and body organs and various social relationships were repeatedly mentioned.

Shang Hongqi appeared. As the director, it was normal for him to come out and mediate when the unit had a quarrel with a client.

However, the appearance of Shang Hongqi did not settle the conflict, but he became the second person to be scolded. Shang Hongqi was so furious that he was mad as hell. If he were a man, Shang Hongqi would have fought a life-and-death battle with him.

At this moment, He Yuzhu appeared with his sister, "Director Shang, please return the money my father sent to us. It's been eight years, you have kept it long enough." He Yuzhu came up and said something incoherent.

Shang Hongqi was so angry that he said, "Who the hell is keeping your money? Get out."

"*** embezzled our money and still dared to curse people." He Yuzhu stood opposite Shang Hongqi with an angry look on his face.

"Get the hell out of here!" Shang Hongqi pushed He Yuzhu, and He Yuzhu flew seven or eight meters as if he was hit by a truck, and stopped only after hitting the wall. After hitting the wall, blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and he lay on the ground motionless.

"Brother, brother," He Yushui lay on He Yuzhu's body and cried loudly.

At this time, more women came in from outside, and some people were shouting at the door of the post office, "Someone was beaten to death," and "The director beat someone to death."

Shang Hongqi was a little confused. Was he really that strong? He hadn't used all his strength yet. He just pushed lightly, and a man about 1.75 meters tall and weighing 140 to 150 kilograms was actually thrown out. It was incredible.

But he had no time to think about it at this moment. There were at least fifteen or sixteen women accusing him of embezzling money and wanting to kill him to silence him. More than a dozen women were shouting outside, attracting passers-by to come over. Now there were three layers of onlookers inside and outside.

"So lively?" The leader of Dongcheng Post Office and Lin Hua came with Jia Dongxu. The leader was Geng Bo, the deputy director in charge of the Red Star Office. He originally wanted to check the work and send Jia Dongxu down by the way. But now, he discovered a crime unexpectedly.

The "leader" Shang Hongqi wanted to come over to explain, but a large group of women surrounded him and he couldn't squeeze through.

"Shang Hongqi, you beat my brother to death, I will not live either." He Yushui, who was crying for his brother, stood up and hit his head against the wall. There was a "bang" sound, and He Yushui fell to the ground with blood all over his head.

"Send them to the hospital!" Chief Geng Bo shouted, and the women who were cursing stopped. Seven or eight women came over, lifted He Yuzhu and He Yushui, and put them in Zhang Dabao's car. Zhang Dabao took them away.

Before getting in the car, Zhang Dabao waved to Zhao Chunyan.

"Director Shang, please explain," Deputy Director Geng Bo said calmly.

But everyone at the scene saw the turbulent waves beneath the calm.

Chapter 105 Shang Hongqi Thought of the Truth

"Director Geng, I don't know what's going on..." Shang Hongqi didn't know how to explain.

"Leader, I saw it, let me tell you," a woman stood up.

"I know these two people. One is called He Yuzhu and he is a chef at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. The girl is called He Yushui and she is his sister. I heard that someone sent them eight years' worth of money, which had been kept by the Red Star Political Bureau. The two people came to ask for the money, but Director Shang refused to give it and wanted to kill him to silence him. He directly beat He Yuzhu out. Everyone at the scene saw it, including their internal staff. When He Yushui saw that the money was given and her brother was beaten like this, she hit her head against the wall." The woman explained what happened.

Other women said that this was exactly what they said; no internal staff came out to refute it, which indirectly proved that what the women said was correct.

"Director Shang, please explain," Director Geng Bo asked Shang Hongqi again.

"Director Geng, the institute never keeps the money sent to us, not even for a month, let alone eight years. I didn't hit him, I just pushed him gently," Shang Hongqi said with a look of grievance.

"With just a light push, it can fly seven or eight meters. Director Shang, you are really a remarkable person," said the woman who spoke just now sarcastically.

"What happened here? Zhao Chunyan, what are you doing here?" Wang Xiuqin and District Chief Wang came in.

The woman who spoke just now was Zhao Chunyan. She gave a brief account of what happened. After listening to her, District Chief Wang looked at Shang Hongqi.

Shang Hongqi is under a lot of pressure now and really doesn't know what to say.

"What happened to the person who was beaten?" asked District Chief Wang.

"He was sent to the hospital. He Yuzhu's neighbor happened to pass by here. It seems he was sent to the Sixth Hospital," said Zhao Chunyan.

"Let's go and take a look." After District Chief Wang left the post office, Wang Xiuqin, Geng Bo, Lin Hua, and Shang Hongqi all followed him. Especially Shang Hongqi, he felt that if he couldn't explain clearly in the hospital, his tenure as director would be over.

Jia Dongxu could not report because the director went to the Sixth Hospital, so Lin Hua asked him to report again tomorrow.

In the Sixth Hospital, He Yushui's head was bandaged and he was receiving an IV. He Yuzhu had blood at the corner of his mouth and was lying on the bed, with Zhang Dabao accompanying him.

The door of the ward opened, and Shang Hongqi, anxious as he was, was the first to enter the ward. On the way there, he thought for a long time. The money he had been keeping was not even eight years old, let alone eight years. The institute had a system, so he was not afraid at all. Now it was a matter of beating people, and he wanted He Yuzhu to forgive him.

"Master He" Shang Hongqi greeted him after coming in.

He Yuzhu looked up and saw that it was Shang Hongqi. He immediately rolled off the hospital bed and knelt on the ground. "Director Shang, we don't want the money sent from Baoding. We were wrong. Please forgive us. I don't dare to take it again. Please don't hit me. My sister is still young." He Yuzhu kowtowed as he spoke, and in the end he actually lay on the ground and burst into tears.

"Director Shang, Brother Zhuzi is afraid of you. Why don't you go back first?" Zhang Dabao walked over and gestured for Shang Hongqi to go out.