Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Before, Chen Dehui had to give face to Yi Zhonghai, after all, he was the boss of the courtyard house appointed by the street.

Now that the identities of both parties have changed, there is no need for Chen Dehui to give in to Yi Zhonghai and give face to Yi Zhonghai as he did before.

Without hesitation, he retorted: "Old Yi, this is where you are wrong."

"The Siheyuan belongs to all of us residents, not just to the three of us."

"Besides, the three of us were elected by all the residents of the courtyard. We should put the residents' ideas first, instead of putting our own ideas above those of the residents."

"If all matters in the courtyard are decided by the three uncles, and the three uncles have the final say, then aren't we the feudal patriarchs?"

"This is something that will be criticized. You must not make mistakes on such a critical issue."

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai's face was becoming increasingly serious, he subconsciously wanted to refute Chen Dehui's words.

Wang Dong was afraid that Chen Dehui could not match the moral bitch Yi Zhonghai in terms of talking, so he immediately winked at Tang Dashan.

Tang Dashan understood what he meant and immediately said, "I support the proposal of the elder..."

"The courtyard belongs to all of us residents. Whether or not to hold a general meeting of the courtyard must be decided by us."

"Half of the residents must agree to hold a general meeting."

Huang Longfei followed up: "I also support the eldest uncle..."

"Uncle, this is for our own good, we must support you..."

"Second uncle... We are the residents of this courtyard. Although you are the second uncle appointed by the street, you cannot deprive us of the rights that originally belonged to us..."

Under the leadership of the two people, the residents in the yard quickly reached a consensus.

Although Yi Zhonghai was extremely dissatisfied and his face became extremely solemn, in the face of the general trend, he could not think of any way to break the deadlock and had to bow his head and agree.

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"Snapped……"

As soon as Yi Zhonghai returned home, he smashed the teacup in his hand on the table.

His eyes turned red with anger, as if they could spit out fire.

With a gloomy face, he started to curse: "Wang Dong, that little beast, is too cunning. He actually pushed Lao Chen out to choose the boss..."

"Not only did I lose my position as the chief executive due to my carelessness, I also lost the right to convene a general meeting of the entire institute. What's the point of me still having this position as the chief executive?"

"The gift worth over a hundred dollars was all given away for nothing..."

At this point, a look of heartache flashed across Yi Zhonghai's solemn face.

The aunt's face also became very heavy.

Her husband has lost his position as an uncle, and she has also lost the title of an aunt. From now on, when she walks in the yard, the residents will no longer address her as an aunt as before, and she will no longer be able to continue to enjoy the vanity that being an aunt brings her.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was getting more and more angry, the teacup in his hand was about to be smashed, so he quickly said: "Old Yi..."

"Should we go find the old lady..."

"If the old lady hadn't reminded you to give gifts to the fitters in the yard and promised them some benefits, you wouldn't have received so many votes and kept your position as the second uncle."

"Maybe the old lady will have some good ideas..."

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In the backyard of Liu Haizhong's house, the sound of a child crying soon came out from the house.

Every time Liu Haizhong gets angry, the children in his family will suffer bad luck.

Maybe he was tired of beating her, because after ten minutes, the child's crying slowly stopped.

Liu Haizhong was like an old man who had suddenly lost his edge. He slumped down in the chair and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Old Liu, no matter what, this vote has finally saved your position as the boss of the Siheyuan Courtyard... It's much better than Old Yan in the front yard." Liu Haizhong's wife comforted him in a low voice, fearing that she might not say something right and anger her husband again.

When Liu Haizhong heard his wife mention Yan Fugui, his expression gradually improved, but he did not vent the anger in his heart.

He had been planning for tonight's election for a long time.

As a result, Wang Dong's carefully laid trap was broken when he changed the candidate for the uncle. Not only did he fail to become the uncle of the courtyard, he also lost the position of the second uncle.

He slammed his fist on the table and said, "I'll make a note of this..."

"Now that Chen Dehui has been elected as the head of the Siheyuan, he is in the limelight, and Wang Dong is Chen Dehui's son-in-law, he will definitely not be able to be dealt with in a short period of time."

"Once this is over, I will definitely make him pay and regain my position as the great uncle."

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Yan Fugui’s home in the front yard.

The atmosphere was very solemn and everyone sat in their chairs with a sullen face.

Finally, it was Yan Fugui's wife who broke the atmosphere. He used to enjoy the vanity and satisfaction that the Third Aunt brought him, but now he has lost his identity as the Third Aunt. From now on, the residents in the yard will no longer call him the Third Aunt as before. He could not accept this fact from the bottom of his heart and could not help asking Yan Fugui.

"Old man...is there no other way to keep your position as the third uncle?"

Yan Fugui frowned and asked worriedly, "How can we protect it?"

“The voting was done under street supervision.”

"There are two candidates in the front yard. Chen Dehui got almost 20 votes, and I only got 4 or 5 votes. The difference is 4 or 5 times. How can I turn the tables..."

"What worries me most now is how our family will live in the future."

"I used to be a big shot. I would take things from the residents at the gate and take advantage of them. As long as I didn't go too far, no one would say anything."

"Although the profit is small, it is not enough to cover the large number of residents in the yard. If each family gets a little bit of profit, it will add up to provide enough food for one person in our family."

"Now that I'm no longer the third uncle, the residents in the yard will definitely not give me the face and let me take advantage of them like before."

"Without the bargain, the family will need an extra ration, and my salary will definitely not be enough."

At this point, the atmosphere at home became noticeably more depressing.

Under the requirements of the stingy Yan Fugui, the Yan family's living standard was already very low.

If there is one more mouth to feed without an increase in food supply, everyone's living standards will definitely be lower, and it is very likely that even having enough to eat will become a luxury.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but Yan Fugui suddenly made a decision: "Starting tomorrow, the eldest and second sons will both go out to find jobs, doing odd jobs, and every extra cent they can earn is a cent."

"Whenever the third and fourth sons have free time, they go to the supply and marketing cooperative and the vegetable market to pick up vegetable leaves and keep all that they can eat."

"I'll use some of my savings to buy food, and replace all the white flour and two-grain flour in the supply with corn flour, so that everyone can have enough to eat." (End of this chapter)