The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The sky was turning pale, and the Milky Way looked like its broken diamonds had been quietly taken away by someone, dimming into a fuzzy silver mark on the inky silk.

Under the blue-gray sky, the rising sun, wrapped in a crimson robe, is like a young boy who can't wait to stick his head out and sprinkle golden powder on the sleeping courtyard.

Under the corridor, the beds made of straw mats were lying in a mess, and the heat from last night lingered in the gaps between the rushes. The adults who slept outside were curled up, and the children's little feet were kicking around casually, and they could still hear the chirping of cicadas and fireflies in their dreams.

The straw mat, soaked with moonlight and dew, glowed a warm bluish-white color in the morning light.

On the bamboo bed, the sleeping figure swayed slightly with his breathing. Under the coarse cotton sweatshirt, wrinkles formed a meandering pattern on the skin. The flesh on the forearms and calves was rubbed by the bamboo strips, leaving fine lines that looked like natural totems.

The yellowed thin blanket barely covered his belly, and the edges were wrinkled with varying depths. The cattail leaf fan was tilted on the edge of the bed, and a few shriveled mugwort leaves were stuck between the bamboo frames. The rustling sound of fanning to drive away mosquitoes last night seemed to still echo in his ears.

The enamel basin was piled with bleached watermelon rinds and dotted with remnants of red soil, like the last marks of summer.

At noon, the melon rinds will be washed, cut into shreds, and mixed with salt, chili and minced garlic by the second aunt who knows how to manage life, and become a refreshing and appetizing side dish on the table.

The morning mist, wrapped in the fragrance of grass and trees, gently brushes over the coarse clothes hanging out to dry, turning the fireworks of the old times into the most unforgettable memories deep in memory.

"Squeak~!"

"Ouch, hiss~!"

It is cool to sleep on a bamboo bed at night, and the gaps between the bamboo sticks can also allow the breeze to carry away the heat.

But the downside is that when you turn over, the thin bamboo roller may be squeezed and deformed, and it may easily pinch your flesh or directly pull out your leg hair, which is a very normal thing.

Yan Bugui turned over and the old blanket slipped off his body. He immediately started rubbing the flesh on his shoulders with a grimace. His cotton sweatshirt was full of holes. He was really at the age to be laid off.

"Saxaul~!"

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground made Old Yan subconsciously turn his head. He saw Liu Haizhong walking out of the middle courtyard with a spittoon in his hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although, even though he had heard the second aunt’s description in person last night, Old Yan still didn’t expect that Old Liu’s physical condition had reached this level.

His face looked a little grim with his stern bangs, but he still carried the full spittoon and walked out step by step with determination.

"Diseases come like a mountain falling, and go away like a thread being pulled out. Old Liu, tell me, why did it come to this? You should have figured it out earlier and why have you endured so much pain? You are too obsessed with being a leader~!"

Does Old Liu look miserable now? At least, in Yan Bugui's opinion, he does look a little miserable.

I have wanted to be a cadre all my life, and finally I became one. When I took over the position, I reached my current stage where I even stagger when I walk. I am like a completely different person from my previous high-spirited self.

Picking up the spittoon at home, Yan Bugui followed Liu Haizhong. The two old men, who had been scheming for their entire lives because of the uncle's ranking, now walked side by side on this rare peaceful morning.

"At least, I've had my share of glory. The factory's family quarters were well-managed by me. There were no problems at all after the employees moved into the Red Star Community. The streets couldn't find any faults at all. You can't do these things~!"

Walking is inconvenient, but Lao Liu still has confidence. As for Yan Bugui's sympathy, he is sorry, Lao Liu does not need sympathy.

After being criticized by Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui was speechless. Perhaps he was afraid that if he said something harsh, it would irritate Lao Liu again.

"I know what you want to say. Isn't it just going to the countryside? In fact, you don't need to convey it. I also plan to let my second son sign up to go, to exercise, to undergo reform, to get along equally with other children of cadres, and to build a good frontier together~!" Emptying the spittoon in his hand into the rubber bucket of the public toilet, Old Liu untied his belt and urinated with an indifferent look on his face. He did not show any intention of finding connections or smoothing the way.

"You have to be a leader before, so your words sound better than those of ordinary people~!"

Old Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, fetched water to flush the spittoon, and looked at Old Liu's back. He felt that after staying in the hospital once, Old Liu seemed to have been completely transformed.

It's like, a different person.

"To be a leader, you have to rely on more than just talking. It's useless to just talk. It's even more useless to play with those abacus beads. You still have to show some real results before people will obey you~!"

"Old Yan, I know you are the boss of this community, but to be honest, you are not cut out to be the top leader. When I was the deputy director of that community, I made only minor mistakes at most. If you take over, the mistakes you make will be more serious than mine~!"

"Because, I know there are some things I can do, but there are some things I can't do. You can ask around the people under my supervision to see if I've ever taken advantage of them. Have I, Old Liu, ever taken anything I shouldn't have? Why was I suspended instead of fired? What do you think~!"

It was heart-breaking, extremely heart-breaking. Old Liu's words were like a heavy blow to Yan Bugui's heart.

In the same courtyard, the two families living next door to Li Feng are much more convenient and familiar with each other than Liu Haizhong. Why did Li Feng give Liu Haizhong and Liu Guangqi opportunities, but not give any chance to the Yan family? Don't you understand?

Although the Liu family is not as powerful as before, Liu Haizhong still looks down on people like you, Yan Bugui, who like to scheme behind people's backs and take advantage of others everywhere, even students and their parents. Even if you become a big boss like this, no one can look down on you.

"Old Liu, if you say that, then it doesn't make much sense. You said it yourself at the beginning. You are the oldest man in the hospital, so give it to me. Look at your physical condition now. It would be good for you to retire and rest early~!"

Yan Bugui faintly sensed something was wrong and didn't know why Old Liu reacted so strongly. He was just after the position of an elder, so why did he even resort to personal attacks?

How could Yan Bugui not know about his own problems? He knew it, but he couldn't change it. He has been living like this for so many years.

"What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't snatch it away, nor can you scheme against it. Old Yan, just watch and see what a leader's tactics are!"

Holding a spittoon in his hand, Liu Haizhong moved towards the yard step by step. His back did not look as embarrassed as before. Instead, he looked like a man who was forced into a desperate situation and was fighting back.

Is it worth sacrificing Liu Guangtian for this? Yes, it is worth it. Use the active registration of your own second child to exchange for a ticket to start over.

He started working diligently again, starting from the grassroots and from small things, so that Li Feng could see that even if he made mistakes, as long as he turned over a new leaf, Li Feng would still use him instead of Yan Bugui, the old calculating man.

Inside the Liu family's house, looking at Liu Guangtian lying on the lower bunk, Old Liu stared for a moment. Before that, he had to let his second son take the initiative to go to the community and the street office to set an example for Nanluoguxiang, respond to the call, and go to the most difficult places.

"Even if I get reinstated, I won't be able to work for many years. But once I get reinstated, the job in the community will belong to the Liu family. When the time comes, I can hand it over to you to take over, and you can come back~!"

Knowing that Lao Er was pretending to sleep, Lao Liu sat on the edge of the bed, as if he was talking to the air. Lao Liu could see Lao Er's selfishness, and when he saw that he didn't move, he snorted coldly and said.

"If you don't want to, I'll let Guangfu go. The conditions are the same anyway. However, by then, you won't even have a job or a house~!"

Liu Haizhong stamped his feet and walked out of the bedroom. As for the choice, he left it to his two useless children. Anyway, the condition was this. One person had to be sacrificed so that the Liu family could return to the community.

Liu Guangtian climbed out of the bed, looked at his third brother who was stretching his neck with a look of excitement, and rushed to the living room, no longer pretending to be asleep as he had just done.

"I can go, Guangfu is still young, but I need ten yuan every month, and I'm afraid I won't have enough to eat in the countryside~!" (End of this chapter)