I messed up the Siheyuan

Seeing Xu Damao go back, Yi Zhonghai turned around and looked at Yan Fugui who was standing beside him, "Old Yan, just ride your family's Yan Jiecheng's bicycle!"

"Ah!...I!..." Yan Fugui was a little anxious, "Lao Yi, the car our family built is... that's a new car!...

We usually keep it at home and we don’t even want to ride it!

If I ride it to the countryside, what will happen to my new bike?"

After complaining about this, he turned his head away.

I looked unhappy.

To be honest, Yan Fugui feels...

I suffered a huge loss today.

Follow Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong to the countryside to transfer the Jia family's household registration.

Not only do you have to bring your own dry food and water, but it will also take a day.

With this time, why not do something yourself?

Just go fishing, maybe... you can catch one or two!

Now, look what’s wrong with me, I have to ride my new bicycle.

Ever since the bicycle entered the Yan family's gate, he had been wishing to hug it while sleeping at night.

Even the nominal owner, Yan Jiecheng, usually couldn't get a chance to ride it.

Now, Yi Zhonghai actually asked him to ride it and go to the countryside.

When Yan Fugui thought about the damage that dirt roads in the countryside would do to bicycles, his heart trembled.

......

Seeing Yan Fugui like this, Yi Zhonghai didn't know what to do for a moment.

Just when he was in trouble, Liu Haizhong spoke up.

"Old Yan, luckily Director Wang praised you just now at the Street Office."

"I even restored your status as the third uncle."

"But look at you...why are you still like this?"

"Selfish and low in consciousness..."

"Hmph!...If you're like that..."

"Don't go this time."

"When we come back, I will report your problem to Director Wang of the Street Office."

"Hey!...You!...Old Liu!..." Yan Fugui pointed at Liu Haizhong with an angry face, but couldn't say a word.

Looking closely, a hint of fear had already appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai, who was standing by, quickly tried to smooth things over.

"That... Old Liu..."

"Say less."

"No matter what, Old Yan is still the boss of the hospital."

"How can his awareness be as good as you said?"

After saying this, he turned to look at Yan Fugui, "Old Yan! ... That...

What you said is not wrong.

If you ride your new bicycle around the countryside, it will indeed suffer a lot of wear and tear.

Hmm! …Let’s do this! …

How about I personally give you three dollars for wear and tear?"

These words made Yan Fugui's expression relax a little.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly, then parted the crowd and walked towards his home.

At this time, bursts of whispers gradually emerged from the crowd in the alley.

“Wow!…”

"I've always heard that Yi Zhonghai, the master of Compound No. 95, is kind and righteous. Today I finally got to see it for myself."

"For other people's affairs, he not only contributed manpower and effort, but also money!"

"What about other people's business?"

"The Jia family is his apprentice's family."

"He's doing something for his apprentice's family!"

"That's not bad!..."

"How many masters in this city can do what Yi Zhonghai did?"

"That's quite true if you put it that way."

……

There were both positive and negative comments among the crowd!

But in general, there are more praises than criticisms!

This also made a hint of pride flash in Yi Zhonghai's eyes.

He straightened his chest, coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and then shouted towards the compound of No. 95.

"Hirako! ...Hirako is here!..."

"I'm here!" Wang Ping responded from the courtyard, "Master, please talk to me if you have anything to say."

Although Wang Ping knew that Yi Zhonghai, this old silver coin, had no good intentions, he still responded straightforwardly and cheerfully.

At this moment, in front of everyone in the alley, if you hesitated a bit, your reputation would be ruined.

Just like what Yan Fugui did just now, who knows what everyone is talking about behind his back!

When he heard Wang Ping's answer, a hint of disappointment flashed across Yi Zhonghai's eyes.

After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "Pingzi, you have to lend a hand in the affairs of the Jia family!

There are only three bicycles in our yard.

Now, Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng’s bicycles have been found.

Your bike, take a look at it...?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't finish his words, but Wang Ping immediately responded: "Okay! ... You are the boss... There is no need to say anything! ...

Um, I'll go back and push my bike out."

Hearing Wang Ping lend out the bicycle so straightforwardly, the people around him turned their praise to him again.

"Wow!...Wang Ping is really good!"

“Who says it’s not true!…”

"He was so kind to lend me his bicycle so easily!

"Indeed!"

"Just now...Xu Damao hesitated for a moment!..."

"As for Yan Fugui... humph... if Yi Zhonghai doesn't pay, he won't give in."

……

The discussions in the crowd made Yi Zhonghai's face turn slightly blue.

But he still pretended to be pretentious and praised Wang Ping loudly.

Not long after, Xu Damao's bicycle was pushed out.

Then, Yan Fugui also pushed over his brand new bicycle.

After coming out, the old guy held the handlebars tightly, as if he wouldn't let anyone touch him.

However, the three of them waited for a long time but did not see Wang Ping push the bicycle out.

With a look of impatience on his face, Liu Haizhong started shouting directly into the yard.

"Hirako! Hirako!... What are you doing?"

"Why don't you come out yet?"

"I can tell you..."

"If I am delayed because of you, I will report you to the street."

"Coming! Coming!..." Wang Ping's reply came from afar, "Second Uncle, don't worry!

It won't waste your time.

Come! Come! Come! …

Gentlemen, please make way!

If you delay me from leaving, be careful that Second Master will report you."

Wang Ping's sarcastic words made Liu Haizhong's face darken slightly.

However, the effect of these words is quite good.

The crowd that was originally crowded at the gate of No. 95 compound immediately parted to form a path.

Wang Ping also quickly came out, pushing the cart.

Seeing that Yan Fugui and Liu Haizhong were both holding the handlebars, Wang Ping pushed the bike in front of Yi Zhonghai.

"hey-hey…"

"Uncle! It seems..."

"You have to ride my bike!"

The corner of Yi Zhonghai's mouth twitched and he looked at Wang Ping with a hint of mockery.

"What? Pingzi?"

"Don't you want to let an old man ride your bike?"

"Then I'll switch with Lao Liu, that's fine!"

"Where?" Wang Ping said with a smile, "Uncle, what are you talking about?

How could I have such a thought?

It is an honor for me, Wang Ping, that you can ride my bike."