Scholars in the courtyard

"Zhao Chuanjun, what's going on?"

After the injured at the scene left, Yang Youning looked at the circled scene, which was full of filth, and shouted loudly to the chief of the security department.

Zhao Chuanjun brought over a twisted pressure cooker with a cold face, "I asked people in the factory and they are experimenting with the pressure cooker they made in the workshop."

"Then, the pot exploded. Shan Wentao got close and was punched through the brain on the spot. He was out of breath when people came."

"That's it for everyone else."

Yang Youning looked at the pressure cooker without saying a word.

If it is really a problem with the pressure cooker, then they are still producing shit.

More importantly, this pot was designed by Yang Xiaotao. Although it was not taken out,...

He somewhat understood why Yang Xiaotao didn't produce the design even though it was clearly designed. It was easy to explain why he couldn't find the design drawing at home.

I'm just afraid of something like this happening.

It’s also strange that everything has been going well lately and I have been carried away by victory.

If you had not agreed easily when you found the steel rolling mill, but reported it to your superiors and asked Yang Xiaotao, this kind of thing would not have happened.

This time, he must have tricked Yang Xiaotao.

For a moment, Yang Youning was in a state of confusion.

Chen Gong came over, took the pot and looked at it, frowned and said, "Old Yang, the matter needs investigation to determine."

"Our most important thing right now is to report the incident and then do our best to treat the injured."

"Also, notify the family."

Yang Youning nodded and walked to the office lonely.

Behind him, Chen Gong also felt sad.

Section Chief Zhao took the pot, looked at it again and again, and then placed it on the spot.

"Wang Hao, send someone to guard this place. No one is allowed to move until the investigation team arrives."

"yes!"

Wang Hao immediately led a group of security department members to guard.

Outside the workshop, Liu Haizhong followed a group of people, looking at the tragic scene inside, with a sad and sad look on his face, but deep down, he still felt happy.

Ever since Yi Zhonghai passed the fitter selection last time, he felt unbalanced.

This time, I was not chosen to be a pressure cooker, but Yi Zhonghai was given the important task. It can be said that he stole the limelight.

He and Yi Zhonghai have been fighting for so long.

In the courtyard house, Yi Zhonghai is the eldest man and can only be ranked second in the district bureau.

In the first workshop, Yi Zhonghai was a level 8 fitter, and he was a level 7 fitter.

Everywhere is shorter.

After finally watching Yi Zhonghai fall into the mortal world, how could he get up again and crush him again?

But now, looking at Yi Zhonghai, who was struggling with his hands on his thighs, and the sad fat face with bangs in his hair, he felt happy in his heart.

“If virtue is not matched, disaster will surely follow.”

"I don't have that destiny, so I just want to gather 'popularity', and I don't care whether I can bear it or not."

"You must have been punished."

Liu Haizhong felt proud, and he became more aware of the ways of researching and becoming an official.

This is a negative teaching material.

Can't learn.

storehouse

Silly Zhu was looking for clothes in the house. It was getting cold, especially at night. The breeze could cool his stomach.

"Silly pillar."

"come out faster."

Silly Zhu, who was looking for something, suddenly heard Liu Lan's cry. He looked up and saw Liu Lan running in in a panic. Silly Zhu smiled and said, "You are like a dog chasing you. You won't steal anything and get bitten." "

"Silly Zhu, you're still laughing, go and take a look. The pot in the tenth workshop exploded, and Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu were injured."

"What?"

Silly Zhu was stunned for a moment, put on his shoes and ran outside.

At this moment, many people in the steel rolling mill heard the news and looked towards the tenth workshop.

Before Silhu reached the tenth workshop, he saw Qin Huairu being carried on a stretcher. Her arms were stained red with blood, and her clothes on her chest were torn open, revealing the red skin underneath.

"Sister Qin!"

Silly Zhu immediately rushed forward. The blood stains on Qin Huairu's face had not been wiped off yet. Silly Zhu only glanced at it. Thinking of the previous scene, his stomach was churning, and he couldn't help but turn around and vomited.

Qin Huairu was screaming in pain, and when she heard Si Zhu's voice, she immediately screamed louder.

"Zhuzi, save me, Zhuzi."

The worker carrying the stretcher didn't stop and got directly onto the truck, along with several other injured people, and drove out of the rolling mill.

"Sister Qin! Sister Qin!"

After Si Zhu finished vomiting, Qin Huairu had been carried into the car.

As for Yi Zhonghai and the others, they were sent to the hospital as early as possible.

Seeing no one else, Shazhu could only run two steps behind. He wanted to follow him to the hospital to check the situation, but was stopped by the people from the security department. Now he is a labor reform prisoner and cannot leave the steel rolling mill. If he is caught, then he will It's not six years.

If you encounter a foolish young man and unreasonably give him a peanut, he will die unjustly.

"Liu Lan, what's going on?"

Silly Zhu turned around and walked up to Liu Lan and asked loudly.

Liu Lan is well-informed and has already known all the news during this period.

"Silly Zhu, I heard."

Silly Zhu's expression changed, "Did Yang Xiaotao make that pot?"

Liu Lan nodded, "Now everyone in the workshop is copying it. The original pot was made by Yang Xiaotao."

"You're so stupid, you're doing a lot of harm to people."

Silly Zhu clenched his fists and roared, the anger in his heart vaguely exciting.

For many years, I have suffered at the hands of Yang Xiaotao and watched Yang Xiaotao make his life better and better.

After many years, Yang Xiaotao finally suffered a loss.

"What a fool, I want you to be in the limelight."

"You must have received your retribution this time."

A cruel look flashed in Silly Zhu's eyes, "Liu Lan, go away."

Siheyuan

As get off work was approaching, a group of old ladies and daughters-in-law in the yard were preparing to go home and cook, so that they could have hot meals when the workers came back.

In the middle courtyard, Mrs. Jia Zhang and Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua were sitting at the door, with no intention of going home to cook.

In their family, Qin Huairu has always done the cooking.

What's more, there's nothing we can cook at home, not even much corn noodles, but my aunt helped to provide them.

Their food supply has long been exhausted.

Mrs. Jia Zhang watched everyone go home. Some people had already started washing rice. She licked her chapped lips and felt a turmoil in her stomach.

Suddenly, my nose smelled a scent, it was the scent of meat.

Looking at the source of the aroma, it was Yang Xiaotao's house.

"A man doesn't know whether he's alive or dead outside, but he can do whatever he wants at home. What the hell is that?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang knew that it must be Ran Qiuye who was frying meat at home. She didn't know why she was crazy recently, and she was eating meat every now and then, which made her unable to eat any more.

"Eating meat every day will result in retribution sooner or later."

After cursing, he saw Bangge walking into the yard casually, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and a book could be vaguely seen through the exposed opening. It swayed as he walked and almost fell out.

Ever since Qin Huairu sent Bangge to Hongxing Primary School, Banggeng has been going to school every Monday to Friday afternoon.

As for the morning, Banggan slept in and couldn't get up, so Qin Huairu signed up for the afternoon shift.

"Banggan'er, are you back?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at Banggeng walking over with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to pull Banggeng's dirty clothes, "What did you learn today? Tell grandma."

"It's still the same thing as yesterday, about southeast, southeast, northwest, up, middle, and bottom. I've already written it."

"Really? I know Bangge is the smartest. He has learned so many words in just two days. He will definitely be a good reader in the future."

Mrs. Jia Zhang shouted happily, and looked specifically at Ran Qiuye, with such a proud look on her face.

"Milk, I want to eat meat."

"If I don't eat meat, how can I study? I can't even see the words on the blackboard clearly."

"I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat."

Banggen's nose is no worse than Jia Zhang's, so he can naturally smell the aroma of meat.

When Jia Zhang heard this, she also looked towards the Yang family, but the first thing that appeared in front of her eyes was a big dog.

After the mother and son saw the prosperity, they immediately turned around.

I mentally cursed him, dead dog.

If the dog hadn't blocked them outside the yard, she, Jia Zhang, would have dared to rush to the door of her house and ask for a piece of meat.

Without Yang Xiaotao, a girl like Ran Qiuye would not have been kneaded by her?

It's a pity, why doesn't this damn dead dog follow Yang Xiaotao?

"Banggen, when your mother comes back and her salary is paid, we will also buy meat to eat."

Mrs. Jia Zhang could only comfort Bangge and tell herself at the same time.

If you have money, you can buy meat. As for saving money to marry Banggan, that is Qin Huairu's consideration. She doesn't know if she can survive until then.

"No, it will be a long time before I eat meat."

"If I don't eat meat, I won't go to school."

The stick licked his mouth, tears of longing flowing from one eye.

Seeing Jia Zhang's hesitation, Banggeng begged even more, "My classmates say that only by eating meat can you study well. I don't eat meat, and my eyes can't see clearly. I can't listen to what the teacher says in class. How can I study well."

When people in the surrounding courtyard heard Bangge's words, anyone with any brains would know that it wasn't because they couldn't see clearly, but because they were lacking in brains.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't care about this and thought it was true. She immediately looked at it and looked at the people on the left and right who were cooking. She also looked at Banggeng's pitiful look. She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take the meat if you want it."

After saying that, he put down his sewing machine and took the stick.

Standing at the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at the people in the courtyard around her, mentally thinking about whose house she should go to for something.

In the past, when Silly Zhu Yi Zhonghai was around, Jia and Zhang would just ask Bangge to eat whatever they had at home, let alone ask for it.

But now, the people's hearts in the courtyard have changed. Who cares about her family's life and death?

But Banggeng going to school is a big deal at home, and even if he goes out of his way to do it, he still has to let Banggeng study.

For the sake of bangeng, gudong, and swallowing saliva, Jia Zhang decided not to be old-faced.

Anyway, face can’t be used as food.

I looked at the families in the courtyard, those who were cooking, mentally assessed the situation at home, and finally chose a family I had a good relationship with.

But today the aunt is not feeling well and is lying on the bed. She may have to send food to the aunt when she leaves, so she cannot do a loss-making business.

When she came to the door of this family, Mrs. Jia Zhang led the poor Banggeng and said, "Xiao Li, we are cooking. We are all neighbors and we help each other."

boom

Before he could finish speaking, the door was closed.

The smile on Jia Zhang's face condensed instantly.

Take a deep breath, suppress the anger in your heart, put on a smile again, and walk to the next house.

"I am your Aunt Zhang. You forgot that my Huairu was returned to you that year."

boom!

Jia Zhang was stunned again.

".You are using my sewing machine?"

"Go away, don't hang around in front of my house, I'll look for you if I lose something."

"you."

"No more rolling and splashing water."

Finally, after a lap, no one came to help.

Mrs. Jia Zhang stood in the middle of the courtyard, her face covered with frost, and her triangular eyes filled with resentment.

If you're polite, just shut them down, if you're not polite, just curse them. How can these people do this?

Is this what it means to be a courtyard that is united and friendly, respects the elderly and cares for the young, and is willing to help others?

Jia Zhang seemed to be putting on a show to scold these unsympathetic beasts.

But, she didn't dare.

Without Yi Zhonghai in charge, it was up to Uncle Yan, who had no dealings with their family. If she dared to act recklessly, someone would go to the street office.

"Milk, I'm so hungry."

Banggeng walked around and saw that no one gave them meat, and his stomach growled even more, still begging for meat.

Not caring about the current situation at all.

Jia Zhang regained her composure and looked at the other houses in the middle courtyard.

The relationship between these families is even worse.

Not far away, Wang Dashan's family was holding a red basin, with a joke on her face. As long as she dared to step forward, she would splash water.

As for what happened, she was really not afraid.

There is a man in the family, a son, or an eldest son. Would she be afraid of a widow?

The little daughter-in-law of the Liu family held an enamel jar in her hand and smiled similarly.

The men in his family have followed Yang Xiaotao and are no longer submissive and dull as before.

The same is true for other companies. Without Shazhu and Yi Zhonghai, how dare you, Jia Zhang, dare to be so presumptuous?

Jia Zhang was too frightened to go over, but in the end she looked aside.