Siheyuan: Starting from the driver

Chapter 658 Liu Haizhong's Second Uncle is in danger!

After the three returned from the hospital, everyone immediately went up to ask about their condition.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

"What happened to Second Uncle's nephew? He's not trying to extort money from Second Uncle, is he?"

"Second Auntie followed them, did the three of you see them?"

Everyone was talking at once, and none of the three knew which one to answer.

"Stop, stop, stop, one at a time," Xu Damao shouted.

"He's alright, he just fainted from hunger. Auntie Er saw him."

After a quick explanation, everyone felt there was nothing exciting about it and went home.

Everyone else left, but Xu Damao didn't. His eyes darted around, and he seemed to be plotting something mischievous, but he had no one to confide in.

"Hey, Li Kailang, you're back just in time!" Seeing Li Kailang return, he quickly greeted him.

"what's up?"

"Let's go inside and talk."

As the two went inside, Xu Damao couldn't wait to ask, "Li Kailang, do you know? Liu Haizhong's family has a poor relative who's come to visit?"

"Tell me in detail," Li Kailang said, his eyes lighting up.

Xu Damao immediately explained the whole story in detail, and finally asked cautiously, "Li Kailang, do you think this matter can bring Liu Haizhong down?"

"Pull it down? Why would you pull it down? What do you want to do?"

Looking at Xu Damao's shifty eyes, it was obvious he was up to no good.

“What else can be done? After this incident, do you think Liu Haizhong can keep his position as the manager? He beat people, didn’t send money back home, and has no filial piety.”

"If all these things were reported to the neighborhood committee, do you think the person in charge could protect himself?"

Hearing this, Li Kailang looked Xu Damao up and down, and he knew what Xu Damao was thinking.

If this is confirmed, Liu Haizhong will really lose his position as the second-in-command and will have no chance of turning things around. He might even be fired from the factory.

However, dismissing him was too presumptuous, after all, he was a level seven blacksmith.

"What? Do you want to rise to the position of the second-in-command?"

"Who wouldn't want that? Why can't I take it?"

"Tell me, what makes you think you deserve this position?" Li Kailang retorted.

Xu Damao said arrogantly, "Why should I? Of course, it's because I'm capable. In the whole backyard, besides Liu Haizhong, there's only the old lady. The old lady is too old to manage anything."

"After going around once, count them, who could be more suitable than me in the backyard?"

Li Kailang looked down and counted carefully, and there really weren't many suitable ones.

Oh, wait, there really is one.

“That Chen Tongjing is not as suitable as you. He is now a level three fitter.”

"I almost forgot about him." Xu Damao felt a headache coming on, but then his brows relaxed instantly: "He doesn't count. He's not in the mood to be a big shot in charge."

"Are you so sure?"

"Of course, he was definitely wrong. Do you think this is worthwhile?" Xu Damao said stubbornly, but in his heart he was thinking that he would tell Chen Tongjing when he got back.

"That definitely has potential. Besides him, you're the most suitable. But have you thought it through? If you do this, won't you end up fighting with Liu Haizhong? He'll fight you to the death!"

Xu Damao said confidently, "Then I definitely can't show up in person, I'm not stupid."

It seems he's already come up with a bad idea.

Seeing this, Li Kailang became too lazy to meddle: "Fine, then you can do it yourself, but you'd better be careful, or I definitely won't tell anyone about it."

Xu Damao said with a fawning smile, "I'm just not sure what to do, so I need to discuss it with you."

"Hey, no, I've never done anything so despicable. You should handle it yourself, or find someone else to help?" Li Kailang raised his hand and said.

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao raised an eyebrow. "You've done all sorts of despicable things before. With those underhanded tricks, who can outwit you?"

"Alright, I'll figure something out myself, but you'll have to put in a good word for me then," Xu Damao said before leaving.

"Fine, go ahead," Li Kailang said impatiently.

Xu Damao did something despicable and they actually wanted to drag him down with them? What a joke!

Li Kailang was afraid that he would get into trouble first, but he betrayed him. This despicable person was really cunning when he did something despicable.

After returning home, Xu Damao's mind raced: "I need to come up with a good idea, otherwise we'll be in big trouble."

He racked his brains but couldn't come up with a good solution when he suddenly caught sight of his second aunt returning.

"My second aunt is back, so there's no one at the hospital. Isn't my nephew in the hospital?"

Immediately, Xu Damao came up with a crooked idea and rushed to the hospital.

"Da Mao, where are you going?" Sai Fengxian quickly stopped him.

"Don't meddle in men's business," Xu Damao casually replied, heading straight to the hospital.

hospital.

While his second aunt was away, Xu Damao went to find Liu Haizhong's nephew.

"Are you awake?"

The nephew looked at Xu Damao: "Who are you?"

"Oh? I'm Xu Damao, from the same courtyard as your uncle. When you fainted, I helped take you to the hospital."

"Don't worry, the doctor said you're fine. You just fainted from hunger. You'll be fine after the IV drip."

Upon hearing this, the nephew said gratefully, "Thank you."

You're welcome. I'm just glad you're alright.

Xu Damao's heartfelt words of comfort warmed his nephew's heart. There were still many good people in this courtyard, and people like Liu Haizhong were the exceptions.

After chatting for a while, Xu Damao finally got straight to the point: "What are you planning to do now? Your second uncle isn't giving you any food, are you just going to go back like this?"

"Go back? Impossible! I can't go back without food. There's no food left at home. Going back would just mean death!"

The nephew shook his head frantically, his emotions suddenly flaring as he struggled on the hospital bed.

"Don't get agitated, don't get agitated!" Xu Damao quickly got up and pressed him down to comfort him, afraid that he might do something rash.

"Let's talk this out calmly, don't get agitated."

With Xu Damao's comforting words, the nephew calmed down a little, but he was still uneasy.

"Comrade, you're a good person. What should I do? Please help me," the nephew pleaded.

Finally, the question had hit the nail on the head. Xu Damao was secretly delighted, but he pretended to have a bitter expression: "This is difficult. You know that Liu Haizhong is the second oldest uncle in our compound."

"He's another level-seven forging worker from the steel rolling mill. He gets 40 jin of grain a month. Who in this yard dares to go against him?"

Xu Damao intentionally or unintentionally revealed Liu Haizhong's situation.

"Huh? What should we do?" The nephew didn't understand what he meant.

"Idiot!" Xu Damao cursed inwardly, but he still had a solution.

"Liu Haizhong isn't afraid of anything except his superiors. You should either talk to the leaders of the street office or the leaders of the steel rolling mill. Maybe then you can get things done."

The obvious reminder made the nephew's eyes light up: "That's right, how come I didn't think of that?"

Xu Damao added, "It's probably impossible for an outsider like you to get into the factory. You'll have to make a big scene, saying things like you're not paying back the money or being unfilial. Make a big scene, and maybe you'll succeed."

My nephew's eyes lit up.

"Comrade, thank you, you're a good person."

"Oh no, I just can't stand his bangs. Just pretend I wasn't here today, and I didn't say anything to you."

"Yes, yes, I know that." The nephew immediately understood, thinking that Xu Damao was afraid of Liu Haizhong.

Seeing that things had gone smoothly, Xu Damao wanted to slip away: "Alright, you take good care of yourself, I'm leaving now, remember I wasn't here."

"Don't worry, comrade. Take care and don't come back to see me off."

The nephew waved goodbye to Xu Damao.

Not long after he left, his second aunt came over with a lunchbox, her face ashen.

"Bang!" The lunchbox slammed heavily onto the cabinet.

"You're awake. Eat your food and hurry back. We don't want idle people in our family, and we don't owe you anything."

The second aunt didn't say anything nice to her nephew, but this made him determined to get bangs.

"Go home as soon as you finish eating."

After her nephew finished eating, the second aunt packed up the lunchbox, not forgetting to give him a word of advice before leaving.

With no dinner to eat that night, my nephew became even more determined to get bangs.

"Just you wait." The nephew spent his last night in the hospital.

The next day.

Something unexpected happened.

I don't know who got paper and pen for my nephew, and even wrote him a complaint.

The title reads: Liu Haizhong is unfilial to his elders, but enjoys a life of luxury on his own.

"Come and see, everyone! Look, look at what kind of person Liu Haizhong is!"

"Come and see!" Everyone in the courtyard had just finished washing up when they heard the nephew's voice.

The crowd followed the sound and went outside, where they saw him kneeling on the street, holding up a piece of paper and shouting incessantly.

The sound attracted people nearby to come and watch, and they all pointed and whispered.

"I never expected Liu Haizhong to be this kind of person."

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it. You say Liu Haizhong makes so much money, how come he can't even come up with this little bit of money?"

Liu Haizhong was, after all, a level seven blacksmith, and a well-known figure in the surrounding courtyards.

Everyone originally planned to arrive at the steel rolling mill on time, but now that there's this spectacle to watch, being late or not doesn't matter.

"Get the hell away from me!" Liu Haizhong roared at him, his face flushed red. He snatched the paper and tore it to shreds in a few quick movements.

"You little brat, you think you can get me into trouble?!" Liu Haizhong kicked him angrily, then looked at everyone and explained, "Don't listen to him! He's trying to scam me."

"Get the hell away from me!" Liu Haizhong shouted, not wanting to get covered in excrement and urine, and hurriedly left.

The nephew didn't seem to care that he had been kicked; he simply patted the footprints off and then pulled out the same piece of paper from his pocket.

"Wow!" Everyone raised an eyebrow, impressed by how well-prepared they were.

After Liu Haizhong had walked away, the nephew held up the complaint and shouted, "Everyone, come and see!"

He walked all the way to the entrance of the steel rolling mill, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

This brought the matter to a climax, and all the workers and managers who came to work at the steel rolling mill knew about it.

Less than half an hour later, my nephew was invited in by the security department.

Knowing it was a family matter, the steel mill was too lazy to get involved and simply handed the two over to the local street office for processing.

"Let's go, comrades." Two people from the neighborhood committee came and led them to the neighborhood committee office.

"You little brat, you're just like your father, always causing trouble!"

On the way, Liu Haizhong became increasingly angry and started to fight.

That nephew was ruthless enough; he didn't flinch when he was hit, he just took the hit head-on.

"Hey, hey, what are you fighting for! You dare to fight in front of me!"

Liu Haizhong's fighting immediately aroused the displeasure of two people from the neighborhood committee, who intervened to stop him.

However, Liu Haizhong didn't think so: "I'm the second uncle in charge appointed by the street office. I'm your colleague. You don't help me, but you're actually siding with him."
Liu Haizhong, unable to contain his anger, reprimanded him: "I'm telling you, you little comrade..."

"Shut up!" Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by someone with a stern face.

But this did not stop Liu Haizhong at all; he continued to curse all the way.

We finally arrived at the neighborhood office.

Director Wang looked at Liu Haizhong and his nephew, and listened to the explanations from the two clerks.

"Tell me what happened. You go first." Director Wang looked at his nephew, whose lip was slightly cut and bleeding.

The nephew then took out another petition from his pocket and handed it to Director Wang.

Another picture appeared in the middle of his bangs, which only fueled his anger.

"You bastard, I'm not done with you yet!"

After hurling a few curses, Liu Haizhong was still not satisfied and wanted to fight back.

"Stop him!" Director Wang ordered, and the two officers immediately stopped and restrained Liu Haizhong: "Take him into the room."

Liu Haizhong was dragged away like that, but he didn't dare to resist.

"Young man, I am the director of the subdistrict office. Please tell me the whole story from beginning to end."

"Director, you must stand up for me! That guy with the bangs is inhuman; he has no filial piety whatsoever."

The nephew cried and explained the whole story, naturally choosing to say what was in his favor.

It is said that Liu Haizhong is unfilial. His father does not visit him in the countryside, nor does he send him money. His family is not doing well, and he does not care about his father's life or death. He also conceals some key information.

"I can't believe it. I never imagined Liu Haizhong was this kind of person."

Director Wang was surprised, but he didn't blindly believe his nephew's words.

"Okay, young man, I understand. Don't worry, I'll take care of this for you. Just don't go to the steel mill gate again next time."

The nephew didn't say anything.

"Take the young man inside to rest," Director Wang instructed, then turned and went into the house to find Liu Haizhong.

Director Wang's attitude towards Liu Haizhong was not so good: "Liu Haizhong, tell me what's going on? If you can't handle this, you can forget about being the boss."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong looked aggrieved: "Director Wang, this really isn't my fault. Don't listen to that bastard's nonsense."

"It's all his father's fault, and my father's too. They were the ones who were wrong back then."

Liu Haizhong recounted his tragic experiences, including the bad things about his father and the troubles of his half-brother.

Director Wang gradually came to understand Liu Haizhong's tragic situation, but unfortunately, he never quite grasped the point.

Let's keep things separate: "I won't ask about anything else, but did you promise to give your family money?"

"Yes."

"That's right, why not give it to me?"

Liu Haizhong said aggrievedly, "Huh? I did give it, I've been giving it for years, it's not like that bastard said I didn't give it, every time I sent money it was ten or eight yuan."

"Although it was less, my family was also struggling at that time, with several children to support."

"You gave it? Why does your nephew say he didn't?" Director Wang was immediately puzzled, wondering why the two people's stories were different.

Liu Haizhong said coldly, "He just wants to extort money from me. Maybe his father will secretly pocket the money. He came to me this time because he has no food at home."

"He deliberately caused these trouble because he couldn't get the grain. He still wants 100 jin of grain. Director, who has that much grain?"

This time, Director Wang realized something was wrong. "Wait a minute, what you're saying is different from what your nephew said. What exactly happened?"

Immediately, Liu Haizhong recounted what had happened yesterday: "Everyone in the courtyard knows about this. You tell me, where am I supposed to get 100 jin of grain from that bastard?"

"If you need a dozen or so kilograms of grain, I can find a way to scrape together what I need."

Upon hearing this, Director Wang realized he had been deceived by his nephew.

With a loud "bang!", Director Wang stood up angrily: "You little brat, you actually dared to try and fool me!"

"Someone, bring Liu Haizhong's nephew over here for a face-to-face confrontation!"

As soon as her nephew arrived, she immediately started crying to Director Wang, but this time she was already on guard.

"bump!"

"You little rascal, you've become quite cunning. I didn't expect you, with your honest-looking face, to actually lie to people. Confess now!"

"If you dare to lie to me again, believe me, I'll take you to the police station right now!"

An enraged Director Wang is not someone a mere nephew like him can handle.

After being frightened like that, my nephew said anything, and he did it out of revenge.

He was tough enough not to reveal Xu Damao's affair.

"You bastard!" Enraged, Liu Haizhong started a fight.

Director Wang just watched coldly; his nephew deserved to be beaten!

"Alright!" With that command, Liu Haizhong decisively stopped, now acting like Director Wang's henchman.

"You've gone this far in trying to extort money, and you're still asking for an exorbitant amount. If you have this kind of mindset, why don't you do something better?"

The nephew cried and said, "Director, I have no other choice. If there is no food, my family will starve to death. My father is lame, and the family depends on me."

"I'm thinking of having more so I can have some leisure time."

Director Wang said angrily, "Hmph, you want to live a peaceful life? You're just trying to extort money from people. Who has 100 jin of grain that you can extort?"

Looking at her nephew's insatiable greed, she really wanted to put him in jail, but if he went in and his father didn't take care of him, it would be her responsibility if he died.

Nowadays, police stations require family members to bring food when arresting or imprisoning people; otherwise, they go hungry.

As for prison, such a minor offense is not worth the trouble of going there.

“Liu Haizhong, your family will contribute 20 jin of grain, and the neighborhood committee will contribute 5 jin. Take this 25 jin of grain back with you, and it will be enough for your family to eat.”

"Huh?" Liu Haizhong exclaimed.

"What? You're not convinced?" Director Wang glared at him, making Liu Haizhong lower his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"No no."

"This isn't enough."

"Alright, that's enough food. Don't push your luck and ask for exorbitant prices. Do you want to end up in jail?"

"No, no!" At this moment, the nephew was like a lapdog, completely lacking his previous confidence.

Once they had collected 25 jin of grain, the neighborhood committee sent someone to deliver it out of the city.

Before leaving, Liu Haizhong said resolutely, "You bastard, I'm cutting all ties with your family from now on. Don't come looking for me if you need anything!"

"Hmph!" The nephew was also unconvinced and showed no fear of threats.

After seeing the people off, Liu Haizhong returned to the courtyard.

Little did he know, a rumor had already reached the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)