The conspiracy of the courtyard

Ten days later, another hospital-wide meeting was held. Director Wang did not want to get involved in the affairs of the Siheyuan, so he sent Deputy Director Zhang to preside over the meeting.

Deputy Director Zhang came to the Siheyuan this time, and he was different from his usual demeanor. He looked serious and did not talk to any of the managers. He just stood beside the eight-immortal table, waiting for the residents of the Siheyuan to come to the middle courtyard for a meeting.

He first scanned the entire room to see that everyone was almost there, then he covered his mouth and coughed twice, then said loudly, "We have a few things to announce today. Yi Zhonghai, and the rest of you, are you standing in the wrong place? Do you have something to announce, too?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the deaf woman, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui all felt their faces getting hot, their bodies stiffened, and they immediately walked quickly towards the center of the crowd.

“I don’t know who made the eight-immortal table and benches, but this kind of formalism is unacceptable and should be cancelled in the future.

This is not in line with the style of our party and the people fighting side by side. It is obviously intended to distance the leaders from the masses. Let's move back after the meeting."

Deputy Director Zhang's words made the deaf woman and Yi Zhonghai almost roll their eyes in anger. This was obviously Chen Ping's work style and tone of voice. They both suspected that the people in the street office were idle and cared about these trivial matters.

How can we issue orders after we move the table? How can we show our authority? Is it the table that we are moving? No, we are tearing down their dignity, taking away their weapons, and destroying their prestige.

Deputy Director Zhang felt that the matter had been handled to the required standard. He glanced at Chen Ping and saw her nod. Then he started to work, still coughing twice and announcing loudly:

"In the just concluded annual evaluation of various courtyards, our No. 95 courtyard received high scores in terms of environmental sanitation, tax payment, and public security. After discussion and unanimous approval by all judges of the subdistrict office, our courtyard received high scores in terms of environmental sanitation, tax payment, and public security.

It was decided to award the No. 95 courtyard in Nanluoguxiang the honorary title of Excellent Siheyuan. In view of the financial situation of the Nanluoguxiang Sub-district Office this year, 5 kilograms of peanuts were distributed to all residents of the Siheyuan as an encouragement. We hope that everyone will maintain their achievements in the new year, make persistent efforts, and strive to continue to receive awards next year.

In addition, another appointment was announced: Yi Zhonghai was appointed as the chief steward, Liu Haizhong as the first deputy steward, and Yan Bugui as the second deputy steward.

As a manager, you must serve the residents in a down-to-earth manner. No matter what you do, you must take the interests of all residents as your starting point, and any decision you make must meet the requirements of the majority of residents.

We will absolutely put an end to the formation of cliques and factions, and the private establishment of small groups and small forces. Any actions targeting or oppressing residents will not be allowed. Once discovered, the subdistrict office will definitely punish them severely.

Okay, we have finished talking about the rewards and appointments for the Siheyuan. If you have any questions or difficulties, you can raise them and the Street Office will try its best to help solve them. "

As soon as Deputy Director Zhang finished speaking, Liu Haizhong couldn't wait to ask, "Then do the Second Uncle and First Uncle mentioned earlier still count? Everyone says that they are just jokes, do they still work?"

Deputy Director Zhang didn't expect Liu Haizhong to ask this. He had a lot of contingency plans, but none of them worked. He replied unhappily:

"It's just a joke. You guys should handle it on your own. Just remember your responsibilities, which is to provide assistance to the residents... Since everyone has nothing else to do, let's go and go to Teacher Yan to get the peanut benefits later."

Seeing that Chen Ping was about to leave, Deputy Director Zhang hurriedly followed and said, "Well, the task is basically completed. You should arrange for my niece to work as a female worker in the textile factory, right?"

Chen Ping readily agreed. Deputy Director Zhang rushed home to report the good news with great satisfaction.

Although the identity of the uncle in Liu Haizhong's mind was not announced, the joke by Deputy Director Zhang gave them confidence, and from then on the three of them began to regard themselves as uncles. At the same time, the three wives also began to call themselves aunts.

A month later, after Liu Haizhong took office, his first move was to go to Chen Ping's house. This really proved the old saying that if you don't commit suicide, you won't die.

Not long after Chen Ping brought Lu Zixuan home after get off work, Liu Haizhong's loud voice rang out from outside the door: "Chen Ping, are you home? I have something to talk to you about. Come out for a moment."

Although Chen Ping was puzzled as to what Liu Haizhong wanted to talk to her about, she still opened the door and went out.

"Master Liu, what do you want? Tell me."

When Liu Haizhong saw Chen Ping coming out and not respectfully addressing his official title, he said with some dissatisfaction:

"Chen Ping, at the last meeting, Deputy Director Zhang said that nicknames are also names. You should call me by my official name, Second Uncle. Do you understand? Be careful next time."

Chen Ping smiled and replied: "Okay, Master Liu, what do you want to say? Please go ahead."

Seeing Chen Ping's stubbornness, Liu Haizhong also got angry.

"If you want to talk about official titles, do you know official titles? Second Master is the official title. Next time you should call me Second Master. Do you understand?"

Chen Ping still smiled and replied: "Okay, Master Liu, can you please tell me what's going on? I haven't cooked yet."

Liu Haizhong felt something was not right, but he did not find anything wrong. After all, he was called by an official title, so he continued:

"Chen Ping, your son is over two years old, right? He should be weaned by now, right?"

Chen Ping nodded. "It broke when she was ten months old. What happened? Did your Aunt Huang give birth again? Is it because of milk obstruction? Do you want our Xuanxuan to suck it out? You may be disappointed. He likes to be clean and has big ideas. I don't think he can help you.

So, isn't the Jia family's child only a few months old? He doesn't recognize people, and the younger the person, the stronger the suction. You can ask his family for help, it should work, why don't you give it a try?"

Liu Haizhong thought about it and realized that it was true. His hometown did have a tradition of letting people suck his breast milk, so he had to thank them. Then he thought again, that doesn't make sense. When did my family give birth to a child? How come I didn't know?

Suddenly, he realized that Chen Ping had fooled him. He turned halfway and then turned back again. The speed was so fast that he could hear the cracking sound of bones.

Liu Haizhong ignored the pain in his hip joint and pointed at Chen Ping and asked loudly:

"Chen Ping, don't talk nonsense. We don't have any children. Who told you that we have children? This is a rumor. What do you think?"

Chen Ping was stunned. What kind of train of thought was this? How could he think so crookedly? Did he really not need to use his brain to forge iron?

Chen Ping couldn't bear to tease him anymore. If he continued to tease and make him sick, his three children would have to be entrusted to the government for care. It would be better for him to raise them himself. In the blink of an eye, Chen Ping imagined the miserable appearance of Liu Haizhong paralyzed in bed, and she didn't dare to tease him anymore.

I quickly tried to make amends: "Well, didn't you say that yourself? I thought too much and misunderstood you. I'm sorry, Master Liu, do you have anything else to say?"

Liu Haizhong probably felt that he was making a fuss over nothing, so he waved his hand and said generously: "It's okay, we are all neighbors, I won't bother with a junior like you. I did have something to ask you just now, but you interrupted me and I forgot about it. Forget it, I don't think it's a big deal. Go home and cook."