Siheyuan, don't yell at me

As soon as He Daqing arrived home, Qin Huairu surrounded him happily.

"My man, you are finally back.

The newly built building of our steel rolling mill will be allocated soon. I have visited it several times.

There are six of the best, tallest and largest houses.

Four of them are the best. You think of a way to get one.

My favorite is the one on the fifth floor, farthest from the stairs.

No one will pass by our door, it is quiet.

The lighting is good and the sun shines all day long.”

He Daqing threw down his luggage.

"What the hell, I just got home and you're telling me this?

Don't you know how to care about your man? Why don't you make me a cup of tea?

Can you manage this family? If not, I will marry another one.

Where is your son?

Qin Huairu rummaged through the cupboard drawer and found a box of tea.

"My son is sleeping in the room, he just fell asleep.

Man, just listen to me this time and choose the house I told you to choose. It’s a sure thing.”

He Daqing took off his shoes and threw away his smelly socks.

"Tomorrow I'll go and see for myself.

What do you know, old woman? You have long hair and little knowledge.

Let me ask you, what do you do in the summer when you are exposed to the sun all day long?

What the hell are you doing? Are you treating me like a dried fish?

In our family, you, Qin Huairu, should have an idea of ​​who has the final say.

Stop pouting and pissing me.

I'll go and take a look tomorrow and will definitely pick the biggest and best one.

The only ones qualified to compete with me are Director Yang and Secretary Chen.

Old Yang doesn't have the guts to do that. That old dog Secretary Chen doesn't get along well with me.

By the way, I saw Jia Zhang on my way back just now.

Guess what?

She was almost squeezed together with a man..."

Qin Huairu widened her eyes and suddenly became energetic. She moved forward and started to massage He Daqing's shoulders.

"Who is that man?

how old?

Jia Zhang didn't come back for several days, and I thought something big had happened.

Hou Xiaomei has been going crazy these days. Usually, the child is taken care of by Jia Zhangshi, and her clothes are also washed by Jia Zhangshi.

If things aren't handled properly in their family, something bad might happen.

At least, that little sister Hou will not let Jia Zhang have an easy time."

He Daqing lit a cigarette and took two puffs.

"You're right. When Jia Dongxu gets home from work, I'll go to their house and talk about this.

As a family of workers from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, their safety issues are also within my jurisdiction.

Don’t let anything malicious happen under my nose...”

Jia Dongxu dragged his tired body and slowly walked into the courtyard.

Thinking of the tigress at home, Jia Dongxu slowed down his pace.

But there is not only Hou Xiaomei in the family, but also Jia Dongxu's sweetheart, Bang Geng.

As soon as I entered the middle courtyard, I heard Hou Xiaomei's shouting and cursing.

"Jia Dongxu, what the hell, why did you come back so late?

Do you want to starve me and Bang Geng to death?

Why don't you go and cook?

Where did your mother die?

She said she was going to her mother's house, but how many days have passed? Did she die outside?

Don’t you want to live like this anymore?

If you don't want to think about it, that's fine. I'll sell the stick stem to those beggars, let them lose their hands and feet and become beggars, and we'll go our separate ways..."

As He Daqing heard Hou Xiaomei's words becoming more and more outrageous, he opened the door and walked into the yard with a grim face.

"Little Sister Hou, do you think that my master He Daqing is dead?

If you dare to sell the sticks, I will shoot you. If you don’t believe me, try it. There is no law.

And you, Jia Dongxu, you and your wife, come to my room. I have something to tell you about Jia Zhang's matter."

The three of them sat down, and He Daqing went straight to the point.

"Today, I saw Jia Zhangshi holding hands with a middle-aged man, talking and laughing.

Judging from the way they both look, it’s probably been a while.

Do you know about this?"

Hou Xiaomei stood up and opened her mouth to start cursing.

Looking at He Daqing's wide-open eyes, the words that were about to come out of his mouth retracted.

"Mr. He, you are the leader, you have to take care of this matter.

Jia Zhang did something so immoral that it ruined the reputation of our No. 95 courtyard."

Jia Dongxu hid behind Hou Xiaomei timidly, with his head lowered, not daring to say a word.

He can't afford to offend Hou Xiaomei. If she says something that doesn't please her, it will cause unrest in his family.

He couldn't afford to offend He Daqing, as he was now a high-ranking leader and Director Yang had to give him face.

Moreover, He Daqing's methods of bullying people are very despicable. If you want to offend him, you must make him destroy your family.

For example, framing someone, given He Daqing's character, that would be a basic operation.

There was a "pop~" sound.

He Daqing slapped Hou Xiaomei in the face.

"The man is talking, why are you, a woman, butting in?

Did it make you squeak?

You shrew, do you still know how to violate moral standards?

If it weren't for your monkey cousin, I would have let you live in the cowshed and carry manure long ago.

I, He Daqing, am the boss of this courtyard house No. 95. You take care of yourself. If I ever become unhappy, you will suffer the consequences.

Oh, you don't agree?

Kneel down, I tell you to kneel down! "

After He Daqing finished speaking, he just stared at Hou Xiaomei blankly, with malice so full that it almost overflowed from his eyes.

Hou Xiaomei swallowed and a trace of cold sweat ran down her neck.

That terrifying look was like an evil ghost that was choosing someone to kill. It frightened Hou Xiaomei so much that her hair stood on end.

Hou Xiaomei's legs went limp.

With a plop, he knelt on the ground.

When Jia Dongxu saw Hou Xiaomei kneeling, he followed the crowd and knelt down as well.

Seeing Jia Dongxu's useless look, He Daqing shook his head.

"Jia Dongxu, did I ask you to kneel?

Well, if you like to kneel, then kneel.

That's how it is. I'm just letting you know.

Don’t you always say that your family doesn’t have enough space?

It's just right that Jia Zhang is married off, so that she can make room for you.

The New Year is just a few days away, there can be no chaos in the yard, I am setting the rules here today, do you hear me?"

Jia Dongxu nodded quickly in response.

"I heard you, Master He. We will definitely not do anything rash."

Hou Xiaomei was somewhat reluctant, but she still spoke.

"Got it. I'll listen to Master He."

"Well! Go down."

He Daqing waved his hand and sent Jia Dongxu and his wife away.

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Dongxu and his wife who had left the house, somewhat puzzled, and asked:

"Man, why are you meddling in their family affairs?

Wouldn't it be cheerful to let them have some fun at home?

You are not thinking that Jia Zhang is pitiful and want to help her?"

He Daqing gave Qin Huairu a blank look.

"In two days, our hospital's advanced experts will come down.

If something happens at this time, how can the street office carry out its work?

What? Don't believe it?

I’ve told you clearly, as long as I still live in this courtyard.

Our courtyard is definitely an advanced courtyard house, and the people in the street will definitely give me face..."