The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Old Liu, what's the matter with you?"

How could the second aunt not notice that something was wrong when her husband came back? It was rare today that she did not educate the two little brats, even if they crossed the line and ate food they shouldn't eat.

With his fat body, every time he turned around on the bed, the wooden bed frame creaked, as if it had reached the limit of its load-bearing capacity.

"I, I, I'm fine!"

The previous self-confidence seemed to have disappeared, and in the bangs that were worried about gains and losses, when speaking, I couldn't help but start to stutter again.

"Crack~!"

Pulling the light cord, the lights of Liu's house in the backyard came on. The second aunt got out of the thin quilt, leaned on the bed and patted her back, facing her husband with a sad look on her face.

"Lao Liu, I feel something is wrong the moment you come back. If you are undecided about anything, if you don't discuss it with me, just talk to the boss and let him help you think about it."

With his eyes tightly closed, the scene of the conversation between Deputy Factory Director Li and him lingered in his mind, and he could not forget it for a long time.

"When Li Feng comes back, why don't you stay at home at night?"

Since his wife broke the casserole and asked what happened, Liu Haizhong, who couldn't sleep, simply picked up the glasses on the bedside, put them on and leaned against the bedside.

"He must have a place to live, and he has a guard with him. His mother is also sick. How can that small penthouse not be enough to live in!"

The second aunt didn't know why her husband cared about where Li Feng lived, but she still told her husband honestly what she had observed.

"Guard, are you sure? How old is he?"

Liu Haizhong was a little scornful. Even Director Yang of the steel rolling mill, at his level, didn't have guards. Where was Li Feng? The woman was telling nonsense.

He was in a dilemma now. He didn't expect Deputy Director Li to find him. Li Feng came back today, which put him in a dilemma.

The good news is that Li Feng did not stay at home at night, leaving him the opportunity to think carefully. After all, it was about his future. Becoming a cadre was the end of his dream life.

"Then you didn't see it. That man was very fierce. He slapped Zhang Er to the ground and trampled her hard with his big feet. The step was still here. The gun was pulled out. You didn't look at Zhang Er. , after suffering such a big loss, why did you shrink your neck and not dare to scream!"

The second aunt patted her cheek and pointed to the place where Jia Zhang was touching. The corners of her mouth fell down and she smacked her lips. At that time, her fingers were the most exposed and could be seen most clearly.

"Anyway, the doctor we invited was picked up and dropped off by car, and they still called him chief!"

Speaking of this, the second aunt was really envious. He had only taken trams and buses in his life, and he had never tasted the feeling inside a small car.

Listening to his wife's exaggerated words, Liu Haizhong became even more irritable and restless, and the balance in his heart returned to balance again.

How could he not understand what Deputy Factory Director Li was looking for? If he really couldn't understand, it would be a shame at his age. Coupled with the recent ups and downs in the factory, Deputy Factory Director Li just took advantage of Li Feng's absence. When I came back, I wanted to blow the wind on Li Feng.

"During the Chinese New Year, did anyone else send anything to his family, except those students?"

Liu Haizhong actually doesn't pay much attention to these things. He is envious, but the Li family is also open-minded. If the front foot sends something, the back foot tells the union people to take it away. He knows this, and they are indeed right. These are very avoidant.

"It's been so long, how can I still remember...!"

The second aunt was even more filled with envy (jealousy) at this time. When the big and small New Year bags were taken away, his heart was bleeding, and all the good things had been spoiled. "Think carefully!"

Liu Haizhong opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a cigarette. Now that he was troubled, he realized that this thing really worked.

"You smoke less. I remember it was all the young guys who said they were his students. I think you should ask Lao Yan about this. Their two families are right next to each other. It's not like you don't know about Lao Yan's family. Your eyes are red. I must be counting in my mind!"

Although he didn't know what caused Lao Liu's headache, he still tried his best to recall it, and the second aunt said hesitantly.

"Today, Deputy Director Li of our factory came to see me...!"

"Shhhh, lower your voice, you want to be heard, don't you?"

When Liu Haizhong told his wife what happened after get off work, he really didn't know what to do now.

He admired the Li family's family tradition and Li Feng's character. Everything he got now came from the Li family in the front yard. Now that he was betrayed, he was really in a dilemma.

The main thing is that cadres, the carrot hanging in front of us, are so fragrant.

"I'm a woman, how can I know this? I'd better call Guang Qi over and discuss it together!"

When she heard that her husband might be promoted and become the second cadre family in the yard, the second aunt, even though she didn't understand anything, put on her clothes and went to wake up the elder who had already fallen asleep.

"Dad, I've been thinking about it for a while. This matter involves people from higher ups in the factory. Don't be like Xu Damao, who was used as a gun!"

The family of three gathered around the table with the lamp on, their heads put together, and they started whispering.

"Go, go, go, you said that about your dad, your dad is so stupid!"

The fat cheeks in the bangs flicked, and his face was a little unhappy. If the second and third son had said this, he would have slapped him in the face.

After all, Liu Guangqi is different from his two younger brothers. He still has his own opinion. He knows that he is two years younger than him and has reached the position of deputy director. Even the deputy director can only start from these crooked places and let his father charge into the battle. Isn't that right? Trick him.

"Then I'll tell the truth, dad. Some things have to be realistic. It's not like we can't see what the Li family is like. If you tell him that he has it, then we will offend people to death. It's easy to find out, but Li Do you think you can leave any excuse for the way my family behaves cautiously?"

"How can it be so clean?" Liu Haizhong looked at the boss dubiously, still muttering in his heart.

"Besides, how old are you? It's too late for you to be promoted now. At most, you can only be a level 10 to 13 technician, not an engineer. The salary may not be as high as it is now. If I give you a level 14 or 15 assistant , the salary has been cut in half, just a cadre with a better name!"

Liu Guangqi, who was awake in the world, knocked on the table with three fingers together, and persuaded his obsessed father. Even the most basic report of the housing allocation committee was written by him for his father. He, deputy director Li, did not even explain these clearly. , you should dig deep into your heart, then you should stay in the workshop as soon as possible.

"Old Liu, I think Guang Qi is right. You can still have two dollars left at home with your current salary. It's so much less. How can you still live the life you have now!"

The second aunt takes the salary very seriously. The seventh-level worker is 84 yuan 7, which is already the second highest in the courtyard, not to mention the bonus for bringing out an apprentice. Don't worry about it, your life is not going well. Okay now, isn't that just messing around?

Until then, Liu Haizhong had some hindsight and felt that he was really over the top.

"Dad, even his deputy director can't fight against Li Feng. I think you should tell him these things honestly and let them solve it on their own. You are a seventh-level worker, and his deputy director can't do anything to you. !”

Lao Liu scratched his chin, his face became bitter, and his mouth was also bitter. (End of chapter)