Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"He Daqing, what brings you back?"

Some mischievous people, with a grin, directly ask him what he really wants to do.

He Daqing lowered his hands from his sleeves and tried to straighten his back. "This is my own house. Who do I have to report to when I go back to my own home?"

"Your house, aren't you going to use it to lure that white widow into prostitution?"

"Exactly, now that you know it's your own house, are you back to fight with Zhu Zi for it?"

Upon hearing this, He Daqing immediately became agitated, raising his head and shouting, "Who's stealing the house? This house is mine for the two siblings! Who's stealing the house?"

"If you weren't here to take the house, why would you come back? This is the first time I've seen you come back in over ten years. What's wrong, have you suddenly had a change of heart?"

"None of your business!"

He Daqing was too ashamed to admit that he had been kicked out.

After working like a slave for over a decade, he was kicked out in his old age. The widow, who thought she had been good to him, remained silent and let those two ungrateful widows throw him out.

He Daqing also wanted to stay there shamelessly and refuse to leave, but those two ungrateful bastards were really hitting him!

Hey!~

The crowd laughed, but deep down they looked down on He Daqing.

He abandoned his young child to help a widow out, and after it was all over, according to Sha Zhu, he wanted to come back and have him take care of him in his old age.

If you knew this would happen, why didn't you do it earlier?

So what? The ingrate chased you back, haha...

Can a widow's child be raised properly? He deserves to be kicked out.

Nobody thought that Sha Zhu should support his runaway father.

A loving father and a filial son—that is, only when the father is loving and the son is filial.

Everyone has a heart, why should we let others trample on it?

The landscape of this place nurtures its people, and every region has its own rules that subtly influence the lives of those who live here.

For over twenty years, Yang Jianguo has been a well-known figure in Nanluoguxiang, and to this day, no one has come out as capable as him.

Besides, the other party has lived here for half his life, and he neither acts arrogantly nor puts on airs with his neighbors.

If you're in the right, as long as you go to him, he'll definitely uphold justice for you.

Last time, the fourth brother's family was fined for obstructing the road, and they came to him for justice, because they were not allowed to put things on their own property.

Besides, it was just a desk for a child to do homework; there was nothing else on it.

They confiscated the table and issued him a ticket, but Lao Si was extremely resentful.

After Jian Guo learned about it, he first understood the specific rules and regulations and then communicated with the unit that was to impose the penalty.

Finally, the family used their own money to pay for the fine and the table, and also had a heart-to-heart talk with the fourth son: "Everything is in need of rebuilding, and there are many areas where we have not done well. We need to improve and optimize, and everyone understands that."

But if we don't take drastic measures from the beginning, some things will take years or even decades to improve, and we don't have that kind of time!

The street where the fourth brother lives is a key commercial and catering street, and it's a project that's being prioritized.

Today he set up a table outside so his child could do their homework.

Tomorrow every household will have to set up a table to make dumplings, cook rice, and have the children study...

Everything has to come out; otherwise, it will be difficult to regulate it.

Chapter 791 Men Love to Read This, It's Going to Kill People

That's why I took away the fourth brother's table without any regard for sentiment.

Beyond magical power, there is nothing but human sentiment; to outsiders, this matter was handled in a way that showed no human compassion.

However, law enforcement officers also face their own difficulties. If a problem arises, they not only have their wages deducted, but they also have to bear the responsibility for the entire incident.

Where's the leader?

I shook my head as I read the document line by line; it was giving me a terrible headache!

As for the fourth child, even if there's no room inside and no one to help take care of him, what's wrong with setting up a table outside the door for him to do his homework?

No one was at fault, yet things turned out like this...

There must be something wrong with the system, so Yang Jianguo compensated him for the loss and sincerely apologized to him on his behalf.

Explain the reasons and connections involved, ease his mind, and ask for his understanding...

It was precisely because of Yang Jianguo's way of handling things that everyone admired him and applauded him. The entire Nanluoguxiang was deeply influenced by him.

He Daqing's plan to use his seniority and the father-son relationship to morally blackmail others failed before it even began.

The way people looked at him was like they were looking at a monkey in a zoo.

"Keep acting, men love to watch."

Those who come to join in the fun at this time are either self-employed individuals who have nothing better to do and run a small business, or retired employees.

I was just getting bored out of my mind, and then this little bit of excitement came along, which I found incredibly entertaining.

Some people even started scattering sunflower seeds, saying, "Give me a handful."

"Hey, this is good."

Seeing that people were actually eating, clearly there to laugh at him, He Daqing's initial courage vanished completely.

Should I agree to go with him and live a good life in a retirement home on the South Island?

'Maybe we should persist a little longer; perhaps he'll soften his heart!'

Seeing this farce unfold, He Da realized he had messed it up himself. "Jianguo, time to go to work?"

"Ah, right, off to work."

"Jianguo, you're such a big leader, you're so busy every day, why don't you hire more people to help you?"

"Hey, what do you know? If the boss isn't busy, are you supposed to be busy?"

"If he gets busy, things could get really messy!"

"Hahaha……"

Amidst the laughter, a figure pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Yang Jianguo, blocking his way.

"Jianguo, Jianguo... Do you still remember me? He Daqing, your Uncle He!"

He Daqing spread his arms wide, swaying left and right to block his way, and no matter how Yang Jianguo tried to dodge, he couldn't get past him.

Even though it's crowded with people, it's good to have a place to move around.

"Oh my, it's been so many years, you've grown so much. I remember back then, I was with your dad..."

When he was about to talk about things from over twenty years ago, Yang Jianguo felt a headache coming on. "Uncle He, right? I can't handle your affairs. My workplace is waiting for me to have a meeting. I can't afford to miss the meeting."

Yang Jianguo glanced at his watch, gave a polite but somewhat distant smile, and gestured for him to step aside. "Everyone keep chatting, I'll be going now."

"Walk slowly after the founding of the nation."

"Jianguo, come visit us at home sometime..."

"Good good."

After a polite wave, Yang Jianguo got into the car, put down his briefcase, and urged, "Xiao Li, drive."

"Okay, Minister."

Seeing the large crowd outside, Xiao Li thought to himself, 'Has someone else come knocking, wanting the minister to do them a favor?'

'Ugh, these people are really something. They know their president hates this kind of thing, so why do they keep bothering him?'

"The minister's work is tiring enough; can't we give him a break?"

Xiao Li truly cares for the minister. Having traveled with him all over the years, he has witnessed his growth and experiences firsthand.

Naturally, they understand better than outsiders how hard their minister works.

It's just that the minister is in good health; if it were someone else, they would have been coughing up blood and lying in a nursing home by now.

Countless people envy and rejoice at this, while countless others gnash with resentment, thinking, "Why didn't he just work himself to death sooner? Even an ox should rest."

"Minister... um..."

Xiao Li felt sorry for him and felt aggrieved on his behalf, and the old words that had been bottled up in her heart started to resurface.

Yang Jianguo, who was resting with his eyes closed and thinking about the meeting content, opened his eyes and saw his conflicted look. "Just say what you want to say. Why are you being so hesitant?"

"Yes...would you like to consider moving to the family compound...?"

"This topic has already been discussed. I'm not used to living in the family compound, and besides, my husband can't live without me."

Xiao Li completely agreed; the relationship between the minister and the older sister was a popular, albeit unofficial, story that many people envied.

The love story between the two is the most frequently heard story in the alley.

Some people posted the versions they heard online, attracting a lot of attention. Some authors even went door-to-door trying to find out the source of the story and to find the people involved to learn more and write their stories.

However, it's unclear whether what's being spread is true or false, and those who know the truth are reluctant to speak out.

He's a minister, and it's one thing for him to talk about things with his long-time neighbors, but if he talks nonsense to outsiders, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?

No one was spreading rumors, yet enemy agents came knocking on our door.

I wonder how that person is doing now?

Security Bureau, interrogation room.

The enemy agent, subjected to rigorous interrogation, was on the verge of collapse, his mind was foggy, and he was in a state of delusion and madness.

Two daylight lamps shone directly into his eyes from the pitch-black room.

Apart from that, the entire room was quiet, with only a silent stillness echoing in one's heart.

"Kill me, kill me..."

The hoarse murmurs, fused with instinct, were the enemy agent's constant repetition of the same phrase.

By this time, he had lost all resistance and only hoped that his life would end as soon as possible so that he could leave this hell on earth.

Yang Jianguo stopped paying attention to information about enemy agents after leaving the police station...

After all, the security bureau is a professional in this kind of thing, and it wouldn't waste its energy on it.

Right now, he has more important things to do.

"No, absolutely not."

In the Strategic Economics Research Room, Yang Jianguo's proposal to crack down on localism and foreign investment immediately drew unanimous opposition.

He was so agitated that he clutched his chest, coughing loudly with a pained expression, and looked like he was about to die!

"Everyone, please calm down. Where's the secretary? Need some water?"

Yang Jianguo stopped, genuinely worried that something might happen to the economic giants present, which could cause serious problems.

Chapter 792 Gambling on Luck, Mental Fortitude

"The general policy of economic transformation remains unchanged. We cannot ignore other issues just because we need to transform."

"We can't turn back the clock. Have you forgotten how, a few years ago, people below were filled with anxiety, worried that the central government would change its policies again and again, and they were on tenterhooks every day. Various policies were difficult to implement. It took us a lot of effort and time to achieve the great situation we have today."

"And you, with just one sentence, are trying to overturn all the achievements. If this goes wrong again and causes social unrest and public unrest, can you, Yang Jianguo, bear the responsibility?"

"This statement is correct. We cannot turn back the clock of history, and we must never let the people go back to the era when they couldn't afford to eat."

"That's right..."

The experts present seemed to be all in cahoots, each launching a righteous and stern critique of him.

But Yang Jianguo was not discouraged by this. He had seen this kind of scene many times before, and it wasn't the first time. What was there to panic about?

But Lu Hong, sitting in the back, was on tenterhooks.

She had never seen such a scene before. Her boss was being interrogated like a criminal, with a group of people making a fuss and trying to put him on trial.

Those titans of the economic field now resemble menacing, monstrous demons...