Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

There was no one else around, so everyone sat in the public area outside, eating and chatting.

The conversation was still about the shortcomings and improvement plans of the previous instrument modifications.

Ma Hua, who was cleaning in the kitchen, saw this, turned around and looked at the chef, saying, "Master, these chefs are really working hard."

Sha Zhu looked up and grinned, "Without hard work, how could I have this kind of treatment? Do you think everyone working in a factory can eat meat whenever they want, and even get extra meals for overtime?"

Ma Hua scratched his head and chuckled, "That's true. It seems like only our factory provides extra meals for overtime work."

Sha Zhu proudly raised his head and said, "Otherwise, why would those people outside be so eager to get in?"

After finishing his sentence, he didn't forget to give his apprentice a few words of advice: "Don't just watch the show, learn from their spirit and work hard in the kitchen to learn from them."

Holding the spatula, Sha Zhu confidently declared, "With my skills, if you learn even 40-50% of them, you'll have a good life ahead of you."

Chapter 244 Yan Jiecheng drew his knife, and Xu Damao was so frightened he wet himself.

Sha Zhu wasn't exaggerating; if you could really learn 40-50% of his skills...

Just making a living with this skill alone wouldn't be a problem!

After cleaning up, Yang Jianguo and his colleagues finished eating and walked towards the bicycle shed in small groups.

Seeing Yang Jianguo getting up to leave, Sha Zhu quickly said, "Ma Hua, remember to lock the door. I have to go now."

"Okay, take your time." Ma Hua was an honest man; he replied without asking any further questions, cleaned up the floor, locked the door, and left.

The silly boy went out the door and ran towards the bicycle shed, chanting, "Jianguo, Jianguo."

Stop Yang Jianguo and push the cart out with him. Sha Zhu also brought up the matter in the yard.

Xu Damao intercepted Yan Jiecheng's target.

"This is incredibly dishonest. Is this something a human being would do?"

"I used to think Xu Damao was bad, but he should at least have some bottom line! Now he's not even human anymore, he's really a scoundrel!"

After hearing what Sha Zhu said, Yang Jianguo didn't know how to respond.

That's really dishonest!

But there's no explicit prohibition against it, saying that this is illegal or anything.

It's nothing more than moral condemnation, a few words of criticism and that's it.

If the two families are destined to become enemies, then it becomes a matter between ordinary people.

Now that the feud is established, no matter whether Yan Jiecheng marries Yu Li or not, this matter will always be a thorn in his side.

"Nothing went wrong today?"

As soon as Yang Jianguo brought this up, Sha Zhu had something to say.

"Why didn't anything go wrong? Yan Jiecheng was called away from the workshop, but we don't know the specifics. We haven't seen him."

"That's exactly what I was thinking of telling you. Do you think Xu Damao really has that kind of ability?"

Sha Zhu was secretly worried. If Xu Damao really gained power, it would be even more painful than if he had fallen down himself.

Yang Jianguo thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back and take a look!"

After thinking it over, the only thing I could think of was the 'hidden' Revolutionary Committee.

In addition, Director Yang was absent this morning when he was assigning tasks.

It's about having someone else do the work, to deliver things to the workshop.

This was quite different from his usual style; he would come to the workshop whenever he had the chance.

Factory Director Yang wasn't a blockhead; he gradually came to understand the meaning of Yang Jianguo's words, "Take a stroll around the workshop more often when you have nothing to do."

Consider his current image and reputation among the workers.

It's quite different from previous years. Last time, someone was punished and went back to the workshop to complain.

Before he could finish speaking, he was lectured.

"Director Yang is a good leader. Go out and ask around, which leader is like him?"

"They come to the workshop from time to time to take a look around. They even learn some tricks from the masters and care about whether we are eating well and whether we are dressed warmly."

"Take the past two years for example, which of the benefits we ordinary workers have received hasn't actually been realized?"

"He keeps his promises and does what he promises. What a good person he is."

"You made a mistake yourself, and now you're blaming the factory manager? I think there's something seriously wrong with your thinking!"

He was given a good scolding and made to apologize repeatedly on the spot, so ashamed that he almost couldn't stay any longer.

When the news reached Director Yang's ears, he was delighted.

As soon as the office door is closed, everyone starts singing Peking Opera.

It was around that time that Director Yang realized how significant this so-called "going for a stroll in the workshop" was to him.

That's real word-of-mouth and support!

Sometimes, it's even more important than his position as factory director.

So it's unusual that he didn't come today.

Something must have gotten in the way.

Who else in this factory could hold him back besides the Revolutionary Committee?!

I rode my bike into the alley, and as soon as I reached the entrance, I heard a commotion in the courtyard.

The two looked at each other, picked up the car, and walked inside.

"Xu Damao, Xu Damao, come out here."

In the backyard, Yan Jiecheng, carrying a kitchen knife, rushed towards Xu Damao's house, making a ruckus.

He was surrounded by an older woman and the three Yan siblings, who kept trying to persuade him.

Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu were also there trying to persuade him not to act impulsively. They suggested that they lay everything out in the open and that everyone would help him make a decision.

But Yan Jiecheng couldn't listen to any of that right now.

If Xu Damao were really there, he would have dared to slash down with the knife he was holding.

I'm furious!

Then look at Xu Damao's gate; it's unlocked, so there must be someone inside.

Was Yan Jiecheng frightened?

Inside the room, Xu Damao used a chair to prop up the door, and stood against the wall across the table, staring at the door with a terrified look in his eyes.

He truly hadn't expected Yan Jiecheng to dare come to his door with a kitchen knife.

He's going to kill... people!

Whether it was true or not, Xu Damao was terrified.

These days, people dying is not a rare occurrence.

No matter how big or small, there's always a chance to see them. Xu Damao saw quite a few when he went down to the commune.

It's not like you'll stop being afraid just because you've seen them a few times.

I actually saw a dead person!

Unless you're naturally bold or a carefree, simple-minded person.

Otherwise, it will send chills down your spine, making you tremble just thinking about it.

When Xu Damao first saw a dead body, he was so frightened that he couldn't sleep all night.

It felt like that person would turn into me the next second.

It lay there, its body deathly pale, its eyes staring blankly, emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Even now, recalling it, Xu Damao is still covered in cold sweat.

So creepy!

So when he heard that Yan Jiecheng was coming with a knife, he could still manage to shout a few words even though he hadn't actually seen the knife.

As soon as the people entered the backyard gate, they saw the gleaming blade in his hand.

Xu Damao chickened out!

Seriously, I'm not kidding.

I was so scared I almost lost my mind. This Yan Jiecheng is definitely sick in the head. You're the one who's sick!

It's such a small thing, is it really that big of a deal?

Ah!

Even if you really kill me, do you think you'll get what you want?!

Aunt Yi also advised the same thing: it's not worth it for Xu Damao; our own lives are more important.

"I'm switching places with him today. You come out here, you son of a bitch Xu Damao. I'll fight you to the death today."

Holding the kitchen knife, Yan Jiecheng felt a surge of pent-up frustration that filled him with raw energy.

Several people tried to stop him, but they still managed to drag him to the door.

The others wanted to stop them, but no one dared to step in!

Yan Jiecheng was blinded by rage; anyone who went up and didn't see him would be cleaved in two with a single blow.

That would be such a terrible injustice!

With such a commotion, everyone in the courtyard was staring intently at the Yan family.

No one saw Yang Jianguo come in.

He strode forward, grabbed Yan Jiecheng by the back of the neck with his left hand, and seized his wrist with his right hand as Yan Jiecheng raised his arm.

"Get out of the way." With a shout, the Yan siblings hurriedly moved aside.

Pulling his arm down and squeezing his wrist inward with his thumb and forefinger, Yang Jianguo growled, "Let go."

A sudden fear gripped my heart, and a numbness shot through my wrist, causing my fingers, which were gripping the kitchen knife, to lose all strength.

Bang!

The kitchen knife fell to the ground, and an older woman bent down, grabbed it, and hid it behind her.

"Jie Di, quick, hide this." After handing it to Yan Jie Di, Aunt Yi turned back to hug her son.

He opened his arms and hugged Yan Jiecheng.

The old woman cried out, "Jiecheng, you can't do something like this! If anything happens to you, how will I live?"

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Yan Laokou and Liu Haizhong came in from outside, each carrying a small bucket.

The two of them have decided to go to the frozen lake and make an ice hole so they can fish together.

When I returned, I discovered that something had happened.

"Old Yan, Old Yan, why are you only coming back now? Our Jiecheng has been ruined by that bastard Xu Damao. The factory has been shut down."

"He's going to fight that bastard to the death! What are we going to do? What are we going to do?!"

Aunt Yi was crying and wailing, howling and screaming, and Old Man Yan's face also darkened.

"Xu Damao, you bastard, you're not even human!"

He threw the net and bucket on the ground, then Old Yan banged on the door: "Xu Damao, come out here and explain yourself."

A teacher is a teacher after all; even now, he still maintains a sense of decorum.

Sha Zhu watched from there, muttering to himself, "Kick it already, why bother hitting it?"

Yang Jianguo turned around and glared at him, making him shrink back and quiet down.

It's fine to watch the excitement, but it's wrong to try and stir things up.

If someone dies, and blood is splattered everywhere, who will be the one to suffer the consequences?