Siheyuan: I am stupid, I don't want to be a bootlicker

"By the way, Director Wang and I will be going to D School to study next week, and Deputy Director Wu will be in charge of the police station temporarily.

If you have any questions, please communicate with him in time."

When Director Hao said this, he couldn't suppress a smile on his face. It was obvious that after completing his studies, he would be able to take another step forward.

Of course, this is mainly due to what happened at the end of last year. The leader was very satisfied with his handling ability and the results.

He Yuzhu naturally understood this truth, and immediately said with a smile:

"Oh, this is great news. As your younger brother, I would like to congratulate you in advance on your bright future.

When the time comes, remember to treat me to a good meal."

Director Hao smiled and waved his hand, saying that things had not been finalized yet and not to talk nonsense outside.

After leaving the police station, He Yuzhu went to Gai Laoba's home to check on his condition. Although it was only a short night, Gai Laoba's injuries had improved a lot.

Although the wound on my face looked scary, I hardly felt any pain.

"It will probably leave some scars, but it's okay. I'll prepare some ointment and it should fade after a few days of application."

He Yuzhu was finally relieved when he saw that nothing happened to Gai Laoba.

"It's okay, this isn't a lesbian, scars are scars."

Gai Lao Ba didn't care at all and said that he could continue to be on duty tomorrow.

"No, you can rest for two more days. It will be May soon. It will be time to change shifts. You can go straight to the day shift."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he told the story of Xiang Juan and asked Gai Laoba to help investigate what her background was.

Of course, if he can’t find the person, it doesn’t matter, he can just look for someone else.

Gai Laoba agreed immediately and said that he would do his best.

After leaving Gai Laoba's house, I thought it was time for my wife to get off work, so I rode my bike to the street office.

When he arrived, Lou Xiao'e was walking out of the yard. Qu Wenbin, the pretty boy, followed Lou Xiao'e closely, saying something with his mouth opening and closing.

However, Lou Xiao'e had a blank expression on her face and walked on her own, obviously not wanting to bother with that guy.

He Yuzhu got angry when he saw this scene.

Damn, you really want to open a dyeing factory just by giving me some paint?

He immediately parked his bike, strode over, and gave him a big slap in the face.

There was a crisp and loud "pop" sound, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

It is now time to get off work, and people from the street office are coming out of their respective offices one after another to go home.

As soon as they saw something lively happening in the yard, they stopped and started watching from a distance.

He Yuzhu even saw Fang Zisen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, standing in the crowd, looking at him with a smile.

Qu Wenbin was stunned by this big mouth. When the burning pain came, he came to his senses and pointed at He Yuzhu and cursed:

"He Yuzhu, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit me?"

As he spoke, he swung his fist and rushed towards He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu didn't say anything, clenched his right fist and collided with him head-on.

With a "bang", the two fists collided with each other, making a crisp "crack" sound, followed by Qu Wenbin's heart-wrenching scream:

"Ah ah ah..."

The sound was so shrill and sharp that if you didn't know, you would think a woman was giving birth in the yard.

Everyone looked in the direction where Qu Wenbin's screams came from, and saw that there was blood on the base of his right hand. His wrist was hanging limply, held together only by the flesh.

"Hiss" It hurts so much!

"Qu Wenbin, Lou Xiao'e is my wife. Today I am here to teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents. Don't think too much about other people's wives.

Otherwise, not only will you get beaten, but people around you will also look at you as if you are stupid."

When those who came out to watch the fun heard He Yuzhu say this, they immediately knew why Qu Wenbin was beaten.

Talking about this matter, many of them were puzzled: How could Qu Wenbin, a young man, be interested in Lou Xiao'e, a married woman?

After all, the street office has a few young ladies. Although they are not stunningly beautiful, they are worthy of the title of "ladies from a noble family".

Is she not as good as a married young woman?

However, He Yuzhu's slap and punch were really satisfying.

Qu Wenbin, this little bastard, usually takes advantage of his family's connections to look down on others, and always speaks and acts with a self-righteous sense of superiority.

He talks about his parents every other sentence, as if he wishes the whole world knew that he has parents who are leaders.

Now we have hit a wall, right?

"He Yuzhu, just wait, I won't let you go!"

Qu Wenbin held his severed hand. Although his face was pale with pain, his features were twisted, and his face was covered with tears and snot, he still stiffened his neck and uttered harsh words.

"I'm so sorry, I have never had much patience and can't wait!"

He Yuzhu sneered, raised his leg and kicked Qu Wenbin in the stomach again.

With a "bang", Qu Wenbin, a man of about 1.70 meters tall, was kicked and flew back a distance of ten feet.

Of course, this is also the reason why He Yuzhu showed mercy.

Otherwise, this kick would have killed Qu Wenbin.

This time, Qu Wenbin didn't even have time to scream before he fainted.

"Okay, wife, let's go back!"

As He Yuzhu was talking, he held his wife's hand, ignored everyone's gazes, and turned to walk towards the door of the street office.

Lou Xiao'e was completely confused!

She didn't expect that Brother Zhuzi would be so fierce that he would come directly into the street office and beat someone up, and the person he beat up was Qu Wenbin.

"Brother Zhuzi, he...he will be okay, right?"

Lou Xiao'e was a little worried, but she was mainly afraid that Qu Wenbin's death would implicate her man.

"Don't worry, I know my limits. He won't die."

As He Yuzhu was talking, he had already got on his bicycle. After his wife sat down, he rode away.

Of course Qu Wenbin would not die. With so many people in the street office, they would definitely not just watch him unconscious.

Fang Zisen, who loves to watch the fun and enjoy the trouble, took the brunt of the responsibility of sending Qu Wenbin to the hospital with a smile on his face.

This made many of the onlookers breathe a sigh of relief:

After all, Qu Wenbin’s parents were not there yet, and they would have to pay for the medical expenses if they went to the hospital.

He Yuzhu did not go home directly with Lou Xiaoe, but went to the vegetable market at the corner of the street and bought two old hens.

"Brother Zhuzi, why did you buy the old hen?"

Lou Xiao'e felt a little strange because all the tickets of the couple were given to her mother, and her mother was the one who bought the daily necessities for the family.

"Jiefang was injured while on a mission last night. I'll stop by to see him on my way back."

He Yuzhu explained as he rode his bicycle home.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Lou Xiao'e was in a hurry to feed little Jiji, so she pushed her bicycle back first.

He Yuzhu carried two old hens into the third uncle's house. Jie Cheng and his wife had not returned yet, and Jiefang was helping his mother to light the fire.

The third uncle was sitting on the table on the kang, writing something. When he saw He Yuzhu coming in, he immediately looked up and greeted him with a smile:

"Is Zhuzi off work?"

"Hey, Uncle Third is still busy after get off work?"

He Yuzhu also responded.

"That's right. Sign these notes now before it gets dark. Otherwise, you'll have to turn on the lights when it gets dark, wasting electricity."

As the third uncle was talking, he picked up the pen, lowered his head and began to write and draw.

He Yuzhu laughed when he heard this. Although the third uncle's life was much better than before, his nature had not changed.

Every bit you save counts!

The third aunt was a little unhappy to see He Yuzhu because her son was injured.

However, when he saw He Yuzhu holding two old hens in his hands, his unhappiness disappeared instantly.

She wiped her hands on the apron tied around her waist and smiled:

"Here comes the pillar."

"Hey, Third Auntie, wasn't Jiefang injured on duty last night? I'm here to see him on behalf of the Workers-Peasants Alliance.

You can stew these two old hens for him to nourish him."

As He Yuzhu was speaking, he handed the two old hens in his hand to the third aunt. The third aunt said, "We are all from the same courtyard, so there's no need to be so polite."

However, her hands were not slow at all. Before He Yuzhu's hand reached her, she reached out to take the old hen.

The Third Uncle and Jiefang's faces twitched, but after all, they were family, so they said nothing.

Finally, He Yuzhu looked at Yan Jiefang again and said with a smile:

"Jiefang, just stay at home and wait for the line to be drawn before going to work the day shift."

"Hey, I get it, Brother Zhuzi."

Yan Jiefang immediately nodded in agreement.

When He Yuzhu returned to the middle courtyard, he saw an old man walking out of the house and heading to the backyard.

"Is the Pillar back?"

Seeing him come back, the old man greeted him.

He Yuzhu also smiled and replied: "Hey, I just got back from get off work. Are you going to Second Uncle's house?"

On weekdays, the old man seldom goes to the backyard unless he goes to ask for help from the deaf old lady or something happens in the yard.

You know what, He Yuzhu was really curious:

Could it be that something happened in the yard again?

"It's Zhang Wen. He invited me to his house for a drink today!"

As the old man was talking, he had already passed the Chuihua Gate and saw that the door of Zhang Wen's house had just opened and Zhang Wen was walking out.

As soon as I saw him, I smiled and said:

"Oh, what a coincidence! I was just about to invite you."

"Well, we are all neighbors living in the same courtyard. There is no need to be so polite."

The old man also smiled and said that, normally, he would refuse when people in the courtyard invited him to dinner.

However, Zhang Wen is a level five technician in the factory. Although he doesn't need to curry favor with him, he also wants to have a good relationship with him.

As soon as the uncle entered the room, he saw four dishes on the kang table:

A plate of sausages, a plate of ribs, a plate of shredded potatoes, and a plate of peanuts.

Nowadays, this specification is not something that ordinary people can produce.

In addition, the wine on the kang table is also Wuliangye. This table is for entertaining the relatives who come for the first time, and no one can complain about it.

The old man was a very smart man and he immediately realized that today's meal might not be tasty enough but difficult to digest.

However, he did not show any expression on his face. Instead, he smiled in surprise and said:

"Well, we all live in the same courtyard. If you treat me like this today, I won't be able to give you so many things next time you come to my house for a drink."

Zhang Wen couldn't help laughing when he heard this:

"You are too polite, everyone knows that you are an eighth-level fitter in the factory. You are really capable."

The two of them sat down around the table on the kang. Zhang Wen poured wine for the old man and raised his glass first:

"Uncle, I want to toast you with this glass of wine, mainly to thank you and Aunt for taking care of me, Honghong, Qingqing and I after we moved to this courtyard.