Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

Yi Zhonghai was secretly feeling proud that the young people of this generation were really very perceptive. But when Sha Zhu said this, the crowd was immediately infuriated.

If it weren't for Li Bolu's behavior of pulling out a knife yesterday, he would probably have taken action directly.

Li Polu was very calm about this, but Xu Damao next to him was a little anxious: "Brother, did you really hit the old deaf lady?"

Li Polu said in shock, "Yes, I slapped her twice this morning. But when did she become a martyr's relative? There's no plaque on the door."

"What plaque?"

After hearing Li Polu's quibbling, Yi Zhonghai shouted in full force without waiting for Li Polu to answer Xu Damao's question: "Li Polu, stop quibbling. Do you dare to say that it wasn't you who beat the deaf old lady? Didn't your parents teach you to respect the elderly? You have a father but no mother..."

Before the majestic Yi Zhonghai could finish his words, the familiar plot was played out again.

'boom. ’

With a crisp sound, the tall and strong Yi Zhonghai flew out.

Li Bolu withdrew his foot and stood firm, but did not give up. The three-edged military bayonet appeared in his hand again.

It stabbed directly at Yi Zhonghai. Finally, it stopped 0.07 centimeters in front of Yi Zhonghai's throat. A drop of blood flowed down Yi Zhonghai's neck.

At this moment, Li Polu's eyes were like a beast, staring at Yi Zhonghai fiercely, and said in a cold tone: "Yi Zhonghai, I will give you one chance. You must apologize to my parents solemnly. I will not care about your insulting the martyrs. Otherwise, your death today will be in vain. I will give you three seconds to think about it. 1.2"

Yi Zhonghai didn't understand what Li Polu just said. He knew that Li Polu wanted to kill him and only gave him three seconds to apologize. Besides, the count has reached 2. He hurriedly said tremblingly, "Yes, I'm sorry. Li, Li Polu."

"No, you should apologize to my parents. Not to me."

"Where are your parents? I'll go and apologize to them later." Feeling the coldness on his neck, Yi Zhonghai said hurriedly.

At this time, the tyranny in Li Polu's eyes had faded. He said meaningfully, "You don't deserve it, just apologize here. I'll just listen."

"Li, Li Polu's parents. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have scolded you. I'm sorry."

Li Bolu put away the bayonet with satisfaction.

"Yi Zhonghai, this is your only chance. If you do it again, I will send you to apologize in person. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Li Bolu gave Sha Zhu a meaningful look.

Everyone then remembered that Sha Zhu had cursed him in the same way yesterday. They couldn't help but take a deep breath and added one more thing they must not do in the courtyard: "Never curse Li Polu's parents."

"Okay, uncle, please continue. Don't you still have a meeting?"

Li Polu returned to the crowd and reminded him considerately. However, this crowd was a little strange now. Everyone subconsciously stood far away from Li Polu, including Xu Damao.

"Oh," Yi Zhonghai rubbed his old waist, stood up tremblingly, and sat back in his seat, as if nothing had happened before, and said: "Li Polu, do you dare to say that it was not you who beat the deaf old lady? There were so many people in the courtyard watching at that time, what else do you have to quibble about?"

"I didn't make excuses. I didn't say it wasn't me who beat him."

Yi Zhonghai continued, "Okay, it's good that you admit it. In this case, let's all share our opinions on Li Polu beating up the relatives of martyrs without reason."

"Wait a minute." Before anyone else could speak, Li Polu spoke first: "Uncle, why didn't I understand? I said I beat the old deaf man, but when did I beat the relatives of a martyr?"

Yi Zhonghai said righteously: "The old lady is the surviving relative of a martyr. She sent straw sandals to the troops, her son died by the river, and her whole family has contributed to the revolution. You beat such an old lady for no reason, don't you feel ashamed? And you said her son died by the river, so there must be a martyr's certificate and plaque. Why don't I see it hanging on the old deaf man's door?"

This question confused Yi Zhonghai. He knew that the story of the old lady giving shoes to the army could not stand up to scrutiny. But what were the plaques and martyr certificates that Li Polu mentioned later? I had never heard of them.

So he blurted out, "What martyr's certificate? Li Polu, stop changing the subject. We are discussing the matter of you beating the old lady."

Li Polu was not in a hurry. He fumbled in his bag slowly and took out a piece of paper. After unfolding it, he saw four big characters "eternal immortality" printed in cursive script in the middle of the paper.

"That's it. All the relatives of martyrs have it. Don't you think the old deaf man has it? No way, no way."

Li Polu pretended to be enlightened and said, "If not, then we have to have a good chat today about the deaf old lady pretending to be a martyr's relative."

Seeing that the truth was about to be exposed, Yi Zhonghai finally remembered what Li Polu said when he put the knife on his neck.

"Even if you are a relative of a martyr, let's put aside the facts. Does it make sense for you to beat an old man for no reason?"

"Let me correct you on one point. I only started to attack after the old deaf man scolded my parents. You can ask anyone about this. But you just put the blame on me for beating an old man without any reason without doing any investigation. I think, uncle, do you think you are the county magistrate? Whatever I say is true?

Besides, since you are going to ignore the facts, what do you think I should talk to you about? About your unwarranted insults to the martyrs, or about your unwarranted accusation of an innocent worker brother?

After saying that, Li Polu ignored Yi Zhonghai and took out the red panda from his jacket pocket.

When Xu Damao saw it, he immediately took out his matchbox. However, before he could pull out a match, a small flame was already in front of Li Polu, and Yan Jiecheng was lighting a cigarette for Li Polu with a flattering look on his face.

He didn't recognize what kind of cigarette Li Polu smoked like Xu Damao did. He just saw Li Polu's generous actions yesterday and thought it was profitable.

Li Polu didn't care. After lighting up, he handed the cigarette box to Yan Jiefang and asked him to take a cigarette. Then he threw one to Xu Damao and put the cigarette box away.

"Li Polu, what's your attitude? We are having a meeting to discuss the fact that you beat up the old lady, not whether the old lady scolded you, or whether you are a relative of a martyr.

Given your attitude towards the issue, I think our courtyard can no longer accommodate you. I suggest that the whole courtyard vote now to vote on whether Li Polu should continue to live in our courtyard. "

Seeing that he couldn't win the argument with Li Polu, Yi Zhonghai stopped pretending and directly forced the entire hospital to take sides.

In this regard, Li Polu ignored Yi Zhonghai. Because, there was no need anymore. Yi Zhonghai's retribution had already come.

"Oh, Lord Yi, you have such great authority. If the place where I work wasn't called the Street Office, I would have thought I was living in the old society."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, an untimely voice rang out.

Then, a middle-aged woman came in with two young men, glanced at Yi Zhonghai and said, "The Street Office asked you to coordinate the neighborhood conflicts in the yard. Is this how you coordinate them?"