Life in siheyuan era

Qiu Jianye cursed loudly, his behavior lacking any refinement. After watching the commotion, he started yelling and revealing his hand.

Hu Biao was no better. Those in the underworld should abide by the rules. Even when beaten, they should endure. What was with the miserable howling?

In the underworld, toughness is paramount. Even when beaten, you must endure. Even if the police see you, kneel down, and ask with concern, you must cover your stomach, endure the pain, and sincerely explain: "I just have a stomachache, he didn't hit me."

This is underworld etiquette, crucial to maintaining one's tough image.

A tough guy can be beaten, but absolutely cannot be a coward seeking protection. If you win, you gloat; if you lose, you call your parents or the police. Who would want to play with you?

Zhou Zhiyuan no longer wanted to play with Hu Biao. Amidst Qiu Jianye's shouts, he calmly said, "He's faking it."

This voice clearly reached everyone's ears. Qiu Jianye immediately shut up and, along with the others, looked at Hu Biao lying on the ground.

The sudden silence puzzled Hu Biao. The miserable howling immediately stopped, and he wondered, "What happened?"

As luck would have it, Hu Biao suddenly realized his stomach didn't hurt anymore. The intense pain had vanished without a trace.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard Zhou Zhiyuan's calm voice: "Hu Biao wielded an iron shovel to attack, but upon seeing Director Qiu and Secretary Zou enter the courtyard, he immediately dropped the shovel, let me punch him, and then lay on the ground, howling miserably, acting nothing like a man."

He defined Hu Biao, "He's a sissy."

Qiu Jianye definitely hated men who acted like sissies, and Zou Hong wouldn't like it either. No one liked it.

Putting himself in their shoes, he didn't like men who acted like sissies, and he was sure everyone felt the same way.

Saying this, he glanced at Qiu Jianye and saw a flash of disgust in his eyes, knowing he had done the right thing. The old soldier Qiu Jianye hated men who acted like sissies even more.

So-called 'killing the heart' is sometimes more effective than swords and spears. Zhou Zhiyuan's words made everyone's eyes show contempt, not so much seeing Hu Biao as a sissy, but recalling Hu Biao's past behavior.

Hu Biao, relying on his strength, had always been domineering. But after being beaten by Zhou Zhiyuan, he was in such a state? The contrast was too great, and people naturally felt contempt.

Thus, Hu Biao realized something was wrong. He saw disgust in the eyes of Qiu Jianye and Zou Hong, contempt in the eyes of Han Xue, and schadenfreude in the eyes of others.

Seeing these looks, Hu Biao felt wronged. He had genuinely been in pain just now, as if his intestines had been severed. He couldn't help but cry out, definitely not acting like a sissy.

He wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start. Hesitantly, he heard Qiu Jianye coldly say, "If it doesn't hurt, then stand up."

Then he shifted his gaze to Sun Qiang and said, "Help Hu Biao up."

Finally, he stared at Zhang Yong and asked, "I noticed something was off with you as soon as Zhou Zhiyuan arrived, constantly winking at him. What's your relationship?"

Qiu Jianye saw that their relationship wasn't simple, and asking now was strategic.

Zhang Yong understood the situation and carefully replied, "Director, Zhiyuan and I were classmates from elementary school through middle school, and we sat at the same desk."

Zhang Yong revealed their relationship, and everyone suddenly understood. No wonder Zhou Zhiyuan would step in when Hu Biao was bullying him.

Standing up for a classmate was righteous, and everyone liked people who were righteous. Zhou Zhiyuan's actions were reasonable, justified, and legal.

Everyone agreed that Zhou Zhiyuan was a loyal friend, willing to go to great lengths for his friends, and that he was acting in self-defense when he knocked down Hu Biao.

Qiu Jianye said, "Comrade Zhou Zhiyuan has just come down from the battlefield, and his mind is still filled with the smoke of war and killing intent. His words and actions will need a recovery period. You should keep an eye on him in the future."

His words clearly showed favoritism towards Zhou Zhiyuan.

But Zhang Yong looked troubled and carefully replied, "Director, he used to manage me. I can't manage him."

Zhang Yong's words amused Qiu Jianye, and everyone burst into laughter.

After everyone had finished laughing, Qiu Jianye said to Sun Qiang, "Zhou Zhiyuan has accepted criticism and education. This matter ends here. Director Liu can communicate if he has any objections."

He had to say this. The direct superior of the Sanitation Office was the District Sanitation Department, and the Street Office only managed the business aspects.

The Street Office had no power to appoint or dismiss personnel in the Sanitation Office, but it had the right to make recommendations. If it suggested removing the director of the Sanitation Office, the Sanitation Department would usually comply, or at least transfer him.

This right of recommendation involved all personnel appointments and dismissals. If the Sanitation Department wanted to appoint a director, and the Street Office disagreed, the Sanitation Department would have to rearrange.

If the organization wanted to promote this director, and the Street Office suggested further investigation, the organization would also respect the opinion of the Street Office.

Sun Qiang was good with words. Qiu Jianye smiled and said, "That's good."

Then he turned to the crowd and shouted, "Go back inside and eat!"

The crowd dispersed with a whoop. Sun Qiang arranged for two people to help Hu Biao walk out slowly.

Qiu Jianye walked to Zhou Zhiyuan's side and whispered, "If you can't come up with a good plan, I'll deal with you too."

"Yes," Zhou Zhiyuan replied with a single word.

Then Zou Hong walked to his side and said gently, "Read more books in the future and improve your personal cultivation."

"Yes," Zhou Zhiyuan replied with a single word.

Zou Hong was satisfied and walked past him. Qiu Jianye's voice came: "Old Nie, did Deputy Director Li go out to eat again?"

"I don't know..." Nie Yucheng replied bluntly: "Deputy Director Li has no obligation to report his whereabouts to me."

This deputy director was quite interesting. When Zhou Zhiyuan and Hu Biao clashed, he stood in front of the door watching the excitement, without the slightest intention of stopping them. When he saw Qiu Jianye and Zou Hong returning, he answered a sentence and turned back into the house to eat.

Seeing the three leaders enter the house, Zhou Zhiyuan turned to look at Han Xue and Wan Chunfang, and then at Wang Dagang, and said softly, "I'll treat you to a meal outside."

Han Xue and Wang Dagang didn't say anything. Wan Chunfang smiled and said, "I brought lunch today. If you want to treat me, I won't bring lunch tomorrow."

Wan Chunfang had a good impression of Zhou Zhiyuan. A young man who told jokes and was righteous must be a good person.

Wan Chunfang made her attitude clear, and Zhou Zhiyuan replied happily, "Tomorrow, everyone doesn't bring lunch. I'll treat you at noon."

Wang Dagang said in a muffled voice, "I also brought lunch."

Wan Chunfang and Wang Dagang walked to the steamer to take out their lunch boxes. Han Xue was about to leave when Zhou Zhiyuan looked at his watch and said, "It's past twelve o'clock. You're not familiar with this area, and you don't know what's sold around here. How about I buy a few buns and bring you a share?"

He tried to get closer to Han Xue. Without waiting for Han Xue to express her opinion, he walked out of the Street Office on his own, raised his left hand, clenched his fist, and carefully observed it.

This fist had just unleashed rotational force. Being able to unleash a punch and immediately dissipate the force showed that the Dragon Spin Force had reached a state of complete control.

This was the first time he had used the Dragon Spin Force to hit someone. Hu Biao's howls were too shrill, and he was terrified at the time. If he had really killed Hu Biao, the prison gates would have opened to him. The consequences of killing someone and knocking someone down were vastly different.

Zhou Zhiyuan was confident in his realm, and Qiu Jianye had no doubts either.

Zou Hong's curiosity couldn't be contained. She walked into Qiu Jianye's office with her lunch box. The two ate on either side of the table while discussing the scene just now.

She didn't understand why Qiu Jianye did that?

When the two walked into the courtyard, they happened to see Zhou Zhiyuan and Hu Biao clash. Hu Biao was bullying Zhang Yong, and Zhou Zhiyuan stood up for him.

At that time, Zou Hong was about to step forward to stop them, but Qiu Jianye stopped her.

He didn't say the reason then, but now he had to explain, "I saw the knife scar on Zhou Zhiyuan's right hand. The second joint of four fingers had a knife scar. There is only one possibility for this injury. He grabbed the enemy's bayonet during a fight to the death."

"Various injuries can occur in battlefield combat, but it is rare to have four fingers cut off by grabbing the enemy's bayonet. This is an extremely helpless way of fighting, which greatly tests the courage and will of the soldier."

Qiu Jianye was an old soldier and understood people's natural reactions to danger very well. Avoiding a bayonet was instinct, and grabbing a bayonet required great courage. Clenching the five fingers tightly was a manifestation of extreme willpower.

Qiu Jianye explained, and Zou Hong nodded slightly, unable to imagine the scene of grabbing a bayonet with her bare hands. She scooped up a spoonful of shredded potatoes but forgot to put it in her mouth, listening to Qiu Jianye continue:

"In fierce fighting, it is entirely dependent on natural reactions. No reaction would make him grab the incoming bayonet."

"This situation is very helpless. A soldier who has the courage to grab the enemy's bayonet would only do so in two situations: a strong desire to survive or a strong desire to protect."

"And he wouldn't say either way, so I had to observe for myself. Hu Biao bullying Zhang Yong, Zhou Zhiyuan standing up for him, was an opportunity."

"From this fight, it can be seen that Hu Biao's combat power is not weak, but facing Zhou Zhiyuan, he is like a chick facing an eagle. With Zhou Zhiyuan's ability, he must have grabbed the enemy's bayonet to protect his comrades. This kid is quite righteous."

After praising him, Qiu Jianye frowned and thought, and said in a deep voice, "I'm curious now, where did his rifle go at that time?"

At this time, Zou Hong could speak, "Maybe it fell off during the fight?"

"Impossible..." Qiu Jianye flatly denied, "The gun is the second life of a soldier. In a fierce fight, they will only hold the steel gun tightly, even if it turns into a fire poker, they will swing it and smash it. Our soldiers will never throw away the steel gun in their hands."

Qiu Jianye was very sure. He was an old soldier and knew the tenacious style of our army soldiers.

But he had never seen the scene of the Counterattack on the Plateau. The enemies who threw away their steel guns and scurried around with their heads in their hands were all over the mountains.