Siheyuan: tough to the end

Chapter 42
When I got home at night, Guan Mingyue, the little girl, was still a fool, waiting for Zhou Weiguo to come home with the lights on.

The happiness of home is that no matter how late you come back, there will always be a light on for you.

"Little girl, didn't I tell you that if I don't come back from get off work on time next time, don't wait for me! If I don't come back all night, can you still stay here all night?"

"It's okay, brother, even if I wait all night, I am willing to wait for you to come back!"

Guan Mingyue's affectionate words made Zhou Weiguo feel a little touched in his heart, but his face was still full of disgust.

"Are you Biao? If you fall ill, who will wash, cook, and serve me tea and water?"

Come on, Guan Mingyue's sincerity is just like feeding a dog!
However, Guan Mingyue had already figured out Zhou Weiguo's temper a long time ago, and knew that her man was so virtuous, so she was not angry at all. Instead, she stepped forward and gently took off Zhou Weiguo's coat.

He pressed Zhou Weiguo to sit at the table and said, "Brother, please sit down for a while and I will bring you the food."

"Um!……"

Guan Mingyue, the little girl, got busy and finally put the hot rice on the table. Then she supported her chin with her hand and watched Zhou Weiguo eat, with happiness in the corners of her eyes.

After the man finished eating, Guan Mingyue cleaned up the housework and brought a basin of warm foot-washing water over, "Brother, soak your feet before going to bed!"

.........

In the evening, Zhou Daguan, who successfully suppressed the demon girl at the bottom of the West Lake, hugged the girl and said, "Don't cook when you come back tomorrow. I will take you to Donglaishunli to cook mutton and eat it!"

"No, brother, let's eat at home... we can still save some money!" Guan Mingyue still felt a little worried about her little money.

"How to save? Tomorrow, Donglaishun is a treat for someone else, so we can just bring our mouths and eat..."

"Oh, that's right, okay then!"

"sleep……"

Holding his wife in his arms, Zhou Weiguo quickly fell into sleep. In his dream, his wife, Ehuang Nvying, enjoyed all the blessings of the whole family. With Guan Mingyue in one hand and Huang Xiuzhi in the other, she was simply the winner in life, haha...

Until, "Brother, it's time to get up and eat white flour steamed buns..."

Bah, Zhou Weiguo squinted his eyes, and complained in his heart, you still have big noodles, you are a big steamed bun!
After eating the loving breakfast carefully prepared by Guan Mingyue, when Zhou Weiguo was riding to work, a piece of snowflake as big as a goose feather fell from the sky. He looked up and said, "Hey, it's snowing again!"

Ever since winter entered Sijiu City, heavy snow would fall from the sky every now and then. It had long been a strange thing, so Zhou Weiguo hurriedly speeded up his bicycle ride.

When he arrived at the factory, Zhou Weiguo dusted off his snowflake-stained coat, then made a cup of hot tea and took a comfortable sip.

It was quiet all morning, but in the afternoon, Dahu came to the door.

"Captain, something big happened! Someone died in the boiler room of the bathhouse!"

"Fuck, Dumb, you must have opened your mouth before, why does it only cover this and that..."

Zhou Weiguo complained, then stood up, put on his clothes, and walked out with Dahu.

"Let's go, let's go...you don't have to go to work, right?"

After leading the guards to the bathhouse, Zhou Weiguo drove away the onlookers, but unfortunately it had no effect...

"Aren't you leaving yet? Come here, write down the names of all the people present, and send them to the factory later, counting them all absent from work today!"

As soon as Zhou Weiguo got angry, all the melon-eating people around him dispersed and fled in a swarm.

"Where is the man?"

"Captain, he is in the small bathhouse in the boiler room!"

"What?" Zhou Weiguo walked into the small bathhouse built privately in the boiler room, and then came out with an extremely embarrassed expression.

"Tama, I asked them to demolish this shabby little bathhouse over and over again, but no one listened. Something happened now... Where is the leader of the boiler class?"

"Here, Section Chief Zhou..."

Zhou Weiguo went up and kicked him to the ground, "I told you that the small bathhouse of your boiler class is a safety hazard, but if you are not Tama, you don't listen to the advice, and now something is wrong!"

The squad leader of the boiler class was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face, "Chief Zhou, I also want to dismantle it, but the people down there won't let me..."

"Ta Ma's..." Zhou Weiguo cursed, then calmed down, "Whose woman and child are inside?"

The boiler squad leader looked at Zhou Weiguo carefully, and then said: "Chief Zhou, he belongs to Lao Wang's family!"

"What about others?"

"The person has fainted from crying. Now he is sent to the infirmary."

"Tama, I just remembered to cry now, there's no use for it!..." With another curse in his mouth, Zhou Weiguo waved someone to find a few white cloths, and then used the people inside. The stretcher was brought out and covered.

"You guys, go get some big hammers and smash this little bathhouse..."

The small private bathhouse in the boiler room was originally full of safety hazards, and now that something like this happened, the boiler squad leader also clapped his hands and applauded.

To be honest, being a squad leader is not easy, especially in a place like the boiler class where all the strong men are strong. It is even harder to be a squad leader.

After having people destroy the small bathhouse, Zhou Weiguo went back and wrote a written report. If there was a murder in the factory, the city bureau must be notified.

To be honest, this report is really difficult to write. They have to bear a certain responsibility for protecting the mother and daughter who were steamed to death. After all, you were the one who put the people into the factory, right?No one can shirk responsibility for this.

After scratching his scalp, Zhou Wei Guocai wrote a hastily written report and then sent it to the Municipal Bureau.

When he came home from get off work in the evening, when he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the security inspector Third Master mysteriously dragged Zhou Weiguo aside.

"Weiguo, there was a murder in this factory?"

Well, it's true that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Just how long has it passed, and even Hongxing Primary School, which is far away from the factory, has received the wind.

There is nothing to hide about this matter, "Well, yes, the third uncle, a mother and daughter, went to the small bathhouse in the factory to take a bath, and then they were steamed to death. They died in such a miserable way. It is simply a human tragedy... "

Zhou Weiguo simply said that when the woman used her nails to pick at the cracks in the door over and over again in order to survive, the third uncle, a primary school teacher who claimed to be a man of culture, turned pale!

"Okay, Wei Guo, stop talking. The third uncle doesn't like to hear this..."

"Okay, if you don't listen, forget about it. Third uncle, please do your work. I'm going home first!"

After arriving home and resting for more than half an hour, Guan Mingyue also came back from get off work, "Hurry up and prepare yourself. I will take you to eat hot-boiled mutton..."

"Hey...Brother, just wait for me and I'll just wash my face!"

　It’s hard to write too much about real people and real events in my hometown. It’s so tragic that it’s easy to make mistakes.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)