The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 8 Who gave you the courage?

"Tens of millions, how many cars would that be? The road is probably full of cars, right?" The second uncle said in surprise: "People don't even dare to walk on the road. If they are not careful, they will get hit."

"Erda is right. This kind of car accident happens frequently, so we have traffic laws." Liu Hua explained: "If we follow the laws, there will be order. We know when cars should move and when people should leave. This way, accidents are less likely to happen."

"That's what we should do." The old man nodded: "Everything depends on management. If we manage well, there will be fewer problems. If we manage poorly, there will be more problems."

The second uncle nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, just like our courtyard, we three uncles manage it well, so we don't have much trouble here, and it's a civilized courtyard every year."

Xu Damao said jokingly: "Second uncle, you are just bragging about yourself. How can you brag about yourself like this? Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you when you say this?"

Sha Zhu, who had always been at odds with Liu Haizhong, nodded and said, "Xu Damao, although you are not a plaything, you are right. Anyway, men don't bother to brag about themselves."

Xu Damao just likes to seek death. If he didn't say anything or just nodded at this moment, the matter would be over. Liu Haizhong would be the only one injured, and everyone would be happy.

"Silly Zhu, who is that shameless guy who boasts that his cooking skills are the best in Beijing? He brags so loudly that it seems like our steel mill won't be able to eat without him."

Sha Zhu immediately flew into a rage: "Xu Damao, are you looking for a beating? Grandpa, I will grant your wish."

Seeing that the silly fist was about to head towards Xu Damao's face, the old man slammed the chess piece heavily on the chessboard.

"You have no rules. You hit people whenever you want." Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Zhu Zi, you need to change your temper, or you will offend more people."

But Sha Zhu didn't retract his punch. Liu Hua, who was standing nearby, grabbed Sha Zhu's fist.

Liu Hua tried to smooth things over: "Dude, this is boring. It's just a joke, don't be too hasty. Didn't Xu Damao brag about how popular he is in the countryside? Everyone brags before. If you take it seriously, then you can't have fun."

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "That's right, it was just a joke, there's no need to hit anyone. If you do this again in the future, the three of us will punish you."

Sha Zhu pulled his fist out of Liu Hua's hand and said, "Well, for the sake of the three gentlemen and Hua Zi, I will forgive you this time. If you dare to be so presumptuous next time, I will break your teeth."

Xu Damao said unyieldingly: "I'm afraid of you."

"Brother Damao, don't add fuel to the fire at this time. If you really get hit by a punch, who will be hurt?" Liu Hua said helplessly, "Anyway, I don't feel any pain. The black and blue face has nothing to do with me. Whoever gets hurt knows how painful it is."

"Hua Zi, what you said is right." Yi Zhonghai concluded: "Whoever is injured should feel bad for himself. Before speaking or doing anything, think more in your heart and don't make trouble for no reason."

With the two of them interrupting him, the second uncle was no longer embarrassed and asked with a smile: "Hua Zi, what are you going to do during the break tomorrow?"

"What can I do? I'll sleep in first, then get up and wash all the dirty clothes that have accumulated. Then I'll go home in the afternoon and ask my parents to make me something delicious to satisfy my hunger."

The second uncle nodded and said, "We have to visit our hometown. The man in police uniform who sent you here that day was your father, right?" Liu Hua said jokingly, "Yes, my real father."

"He looks like a cadre, doesn't he?"

Liu Haizhong was keen on becoming an official, but unfortunately he lacked the five elements and was unlucky in his life. He once became a team leader with great difficulty, but was dismissed because of his unsatisfactory cultural level. This should be a lifelong pain for Liu Haizhong.

If ordinary people want to be cadres, they should learn from their mistakes and strengthen their shortcomings. Since their cultural level is not up to standard, they should study hard.

But Liu Haizhong obviously does not have such awareness. His view on being an official is the same as that of an African black uncle shooting a gun.

He believed that the reason he did not become an official was simply because he lacked luck, whereas Uncle Hei believed that if one could hit the enemy by raising the gun over his head and shooting randomly, it was because of the blessing of God. The two ideas were similar in nature.

"Hey, what kind of cadres are they? They all serve the people."

Anyone who is generally keen on being an official can tell what rank a person is just by looking at the rank on his police uniform. Liu Haizhong is a typical example of an unlearned person who has no knowledge and skills but wants to climb the high branch without the knowledge.

"Xiao Liu, you have a good understanding." Liu Haizhong praised: "We can't write two Liu characters with one stroke. When can you invite your father, we can get together."

"Goodbye." Liu Hua quickly refused: "Old Liu in our family has a very stubborn temper and never accepts invitations. In addition, he is old now, and my mother forbids him to drink, so he basically doesn't go out for social events."

Liu Haizhong could only say awkwardly: "Is that so? Health is the most important thing. But how can you call your dad Lao Liu? That's not filial piety."

"Every family has its own way of education." Liu Hua smiled and said, "Our family's way of education is different from yours. You believe that a good son is born under the stick, but my father believes that there should be a more harmonious relationship between father and son, so we get along like brothers, but this does not mean that I don't respect my father. Calling him Lao Liu is just a joking way of saying it, which means that we have a harmonious relationship between father and son."

Old Liu wanted to teach Liu Hua a lesson, but when it came to such a high-end topic as parent-child education, he really wasn't up to the standard, and he had no idea how to organize his words, so he could only give up in disappointment.

In his opinion, educating children is nothing more than using sticks and belts. To quote a line from a gangster in a Leslie Cheung movie, I can teach in a kindergarten. Even if I can't teach, at least I can beat them.

It was completely dark, and everyone went home. Xu Damao followed Liu Hua and asked quietly, "Does your father really not want to be treated to an invitation?"

Liu Hua said seriously: "Yes, organizational cadres should set an example. How can they do such vulgar things?"

Xu Damao raised his thumb and said, "How noble."

Liu Hua sneered and closed his door, thinking, how could there be no personal connections? It's just that you guys are not qualified. I'm turning you down just to save your face. You two little bastards actually want to treat the deputy director of the district police station to dinner. Who gave you the courage?

Lying on the bed and continuing to read, although it was quiet, it was too quiet. Liu Hua sighed and thought that if there was any way, he would at least get a radio, so that there would be at least some liveliness in the house.

(End of this chapter)