Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

"Stop it, don't fight any more, why do you have to do it if you can't say something well?"

"Jianjian, you have to take care of them and tell them to stop!"

Aunt Wang put her hope on Liu Jianshe.

Liu Jianshe took out a cigarette and lit it, calmly said: "Don't panic, let the bullets fly for a while~"

Aunt Wang: ...

It's time for an accident after flying for a while, and I'm about to get angry, so I can't keep fighting.

Aunt Wang continued to say earnestly: "Jianjian, you should give Aunt a face and pull them away. There is no need to kill those who celebrate the New Year."

"Fighting is fun for a while, the whole family crematorium, no, the whole family is crying."

Liu Jianshe patted Aunt Wang on the shoulder and pointed to the people who were fighting each other.

"Aunt Wang fights with gods and gods, and mortals suffer. We are all ordinary people and cannot get involved in the battle of gods."

As soon as Liu Jianshe finished speaking, someone's shoe flew out and almost hit him.

"The dog who stepped on the horse, gave you face? Don't talk about martial arts, and sneak attack me, an old comrade."

Liu Jianshe cursed, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush forward.

This time it was Aunt Wang's turn to hold Liu Jianshe firmly.

Aunt Wang comforted softly: "Construction, calm down, you must be calm, the battle of the gods, how can me and other mortals meddle in it, you must calm down!"

calm?Calm down dick!

"Aunt Wang, have you ever heard a saying that a man can conquer the sky, and a mortal can also slaughter a god? Today, just watch me, Liu Jianshe, prove the Tao by slaughtering a god, arbitrarily judge the ages, and suppress everything unknown!"

Liu Jianshe broke away from Aunt Wang, picked up the broken shoe on the ground, and hit the nearest Liu Haizhong on the head.

Liu Haizhong felt wronged in pain and said, "Why did you hit me? Didn't I sneak attack you?"

"You didn't sneak up on me, but your shoes did!"

"Go away and stand aside!"

Liu Jianshe paused again, and then looked at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao smiled resentfully: "No need to fight, I will fight myself, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, Xu Damao gritted his teeth and slapped himself, and was ready to stand aside after the slap.

Liu Jianshe took the sole of the shoe and gave Xu Damao a slap.

"I beat myself already, why do you still want to beat me?" Xu Damao said aggrievedly.

"For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, you have to listen to the noise, right? Your slap is not much louder than a mosquito." Liu Jianshe explained seriously.

Then, without looking at Xu Damao's aggrieved expression, he went straight to Sha Zhu and Liu Guangqi.

At this time, Shazhu was holding Liu Guangqi's explosive hammer.

After seeing Liu Jianshe approaching, he voluntarily let go of Liu Guangqi.

Stretching out his face, he actively closed his eyes.

Liu Jianshe was startled, are you so conscious?I'm a little embarrassed.

Ever since, Liu Jianshe stepped over the silly pillar, picked up the sole of his shoe, and smacked Liu Guangqi's buttocks.

Liu Guangqi, who had been pumped two or three times, jumped all over the floor holding his buttocks.

"Others hit me once, why did you hit me several times?" Liu Guangqi asked unconvinced.

Liu Jianshe pointed to the sole of the shoe in his hand and said, "This is not an ordinary shoe sole. This is the sole of a shoe in Wang Wei's poems. It is said that the shoe in the hands of a loving father is split on the body of a wanderer."

"The soles of your father's shoes are not used to whip you, isn't it a waste?"

Liu Guangqi: ...

"Then why don't you smoke silly pillars?" Liu Guangqi was still unconvinced.

"Silly boy, I've slapped him so much today, I'm ashamed to slap myself."

"Come here, silly Zhu, and help me deliver something to Qin Huairu."

Liu Jianshe waved his hand and motioned for Silly Zhu to come over.

Silly Zhu walked over without knowing why.

With a slap, Liu Jianshe slapped Sha Zhu's face.

"Give this gift to your goddess. If you don't give it to me, I'll give it myself. Then it won't be a slap in the face, at least three times." Liu Jianshe said calmly.

That can't let Liu Jianshe smoke the goddess, the three big mouths will make the goddess cry.

So, Sha Zhu nodded and came to Qin Huairu.

"Sister Qin, I'm sorry, you have to understand my difficulties, I have always loved you, and I did this for you!"

Silly Zhu said in a crying voice, and then under Qin Huairu's puzzled gaze, he raised his hand and slapped the goddess' beautiful face.

"Silly Zhu! How dare you hit me?"

Chapter 403 Guo, you dare to hang up on my phone?

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There's no way, the dog doesn't want to hit the goddess, but if he doesn't, the goddess will be beaten by the barbarian Liu Jianshe.

The goddess has never suffered from Liu Jianshe's big mouth, so she doesn't know how painful it is for him to beat someone.

"Sister Qin, I don't want to, but if I don't fight, Liu Jianshe will do it himself. You don't want your flowery face to be swollen by his slap, do you?"

Licking the dog was very ashamed and said embarrassingly.

"You are not a man!" Qin Huairu ran home crying.

The pretty widow was completely ashamed to stay in the courtyard, and the black history of Sheung Wan was exposed, and she was already ashamed, so she just took advantage of Sha Zhu's slap to stay away from right and wrong.

"Sister Qin, I'm sorry, I'll apologize to you later." Licking Dog Silly Called affectionately.

Liu Jianshe watched everything happen calmly, found a chair and sat down.

"I'm too lazy to care about the mess between you, so I just ask, can you shake hands and make peace with the conflicts between the two of you?"

"Give me a letter of approval. If you can't reconcile, I will personally mediate."

Several people looked at each other, agreed in their eyes, and nodded one after another.

"It's all neighbors in the neighborhood, and it's all trivial matters in the neighborhood. We can solve them ourselves, so you don't need to worry about it."

After Xu Damao finished speaking with a smile on his face, the rest of the people also nodded in agreement.

Only Liu Guangqi looked unconvinced and wanted to continue to say something.

But Liu Haizhong tightly grasped his sleeves, unable to move.

Since there is no reconciliation, then this matter will come to a perfect conclusion.

After the conflict is resolved, the only thing left is to elect the steward.

"I propose to Fan Yu, the steward in the courtyard, what do you think?" Liu Jianshe asked.

As soon as Fan Yu's name came out, the expressions of everyone in the courtyard changed.

Yan Bugui said with a complicated expression: "Fan Yu's status is a bit special, and he is not suitable to be a steward."

"Construction, now is a new society, you can't let a war orphan be in charge, if it spreads like that, people will laugh at it."

Yan Bugui spoke very euphemistically, but everyone understood what he said.

Indeed, the background of war orphans caused Fan Yu to suffer humiliation and sadness in the first half of his life.

But that was before, and now Fan Yu has the background of representing the people.

His contributions have been highly recognized by his superiors.

Not many people paid attention to the background of the past, and Guochao would not let him down for a talent who dedicated himself wholeheartedly to Guochao.

"What kind of war orphan? Fan Yu's household registration book says he is a Daxia citizen, not any other nationality. The country has recognized his contribution, but you are unwilling to admit it?"

"Come on, let me ask you sanctimonious hypocrites, how many honors do you have?"

"Advanced streets, civilized courtyards, these two honors come and go. Compared with Fan Yu, you are simply weak."

"You are all workers who have been working all your life. Have you ever won honors? Fan Yu, No. 1 in the Kyoto Skills Competition, People's Representative, any name is infinitely better than you."

"The only thing you can laugh at is their identity as a war orphan. Let's not talk about whether they are real orphans. Even if they are orphans, they love this country more than you."

Liu Jianshe directly refuted Yan Bugui.

A group of people who steal men and prostitutes all day long question a truly meritorious minister, which is simply disgusting.

"Don't be angry, my Aunt Wang, to be fair, I personally think that Fan Yu can be in charge."

"You have always thought that there is something wrong with Fan Yu's identity, but after investigation by the street office, he found that there is nothing wrong with Fan Yu. He grew up in Daxia, so he is a native of Daxia."

"Since he is from Daxia, he should have his own rights. Our street office thinks it's okay for Fan Yu to be a steward."

In a sense, Aunt Wang's words represent the sub-district office.

The sub-district office has acknowledged Fan Yu's identity, so the next thing will be easy.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the courtyard, Fan Yu successfully became the master of Qingguo Lane Siheyuan.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui are still the second and third uncles, but they have no prestige, and the people in the courtyard are unwilling to trust them.

I am more willing to believe in Fan Yu, the new uncle.

And Fan Yu lived up to expectations, when he had something to do, he would explain some theoretical knowledge in the courtyard.

Of course, these are things for later, so let’s not mention them for now.

The carriage of the times is constantly moving forward, and no one can tell what will happen in the future.

On the last day of 1965, some families in the courtyard were happy and others were sad.

In just one year, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the courtyard.

The deaf old lady died, the aunt committed suicide by drinking medicine, Yi Zhonghai went to jail, Liu Haizhong lost his status as an eighth-level worker, and Yan Bugui's house was smashed.

Xu Damao divorced, and Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu secretly obtained the certificate.

Jia Zhang didn't dare to judge Qin Huairu anymore.

In just one year, the beasts in the courtyard changed from huddling together for warmth to various small groups.

From the previous strong attack, it became a passive defense.

What was left to them this year was countless heartaches and hardships.

After the election of the steward, Liu Jianshe also left the courtyard.

Liu Guangqi also led his daughter-in-law back.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui sat in the yard, watching the mess all over the place.

For the first time, Liu Haizhong took out two bottles of sweet potatoes from home and handed Yan Bugui a bottle.

The two clinked a glass, feeling indescribably sad.

There is nothing to say about each other, but a thousand lines of tears.

The two sighed, and continued to drink dull wine.

This year is the thirtieth year, and next year will be the first day of the new year, but the two of them don't have the joy of the new year.

On the contrary, it is indescribably desolate and sad.

The two have experienced so many years of ups and downs, but they didn't expect this year to be particularly bleak.

Suddenly, the snowflakes that had stopped for a long time began to fall again.

After a while, heavy snow fell, and soon the two of them were covered with snowflakes.