Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

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The frame of the greenhouse has been set up.

in the afternoon.

Wan Pingan returned to the courtyard house.

Just as everyone was getting off work, Liu Guangqi, who was still a teenager, came to inform him that a hospital-wide meeting was to be held.

"What kind of trouble is Yi Zhonghai up to now?"

Wan Ping'an immediately suspected that Yi Zhonghai was up to something.

Half an hour later.

at the venue.

More than half of the people in the courtyard were present.

Holding a hospital-wide meeting doesn't mean that everyone has to attend; it means that at least one person from each family has to attend.

Most of the time, people in the compound would come whenever they had free time, since entertainment was scarce and many people treated the compound-wide meetings as a kind of theatrical performance.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Now, please let Uncle Er speak!"

Yi Zhonghai gave the opportunity to speak to Liu Haizhong.

Wan Ping'an was stunned. What was Yi Zhonghai up to?

Why would he give the opportunity to Liu Haizhong?

soon.

Wan Ping'an then thought of a possibility.

It's certain that Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong reached some kind of agreement privately.

“The two of them teamed up. Yi Zhonghai hated me very much and always wanted to drive me out of the courtyard house.”

"When he realized he couldn't do it himself, he teamed up with Liu Haizhong. That must be the reason!"

Wan Ping'an analyzed the truth.

"Ahem, on behalf of the subdistrict office, I'd like to convey the instructions from our superiors."

Liu Haizhong looked very pleased with himself.

Imitate how leaders speak.

"Recently..."

Liu Haizhong rambled on for half an hour.

There are only two things.

One thing is to guard against Dieter.

As we entered the new society, there were still some remnants of the old society who were carrying out sabotage activities, and some of these saboteurs were quite rampant.

The most important purpose of appointing a steward in each compound was to prevent Dieter from interfering.

Another thing is fire prevention.

A while ago, a fire broke out in the next block, burning down an entire courtyard. The scene was so tragic that it was unbearable to look at.

The buildings of the 1950s had a high proportion of wooden structures.

Once a fire starts, it can easily spread.

"fire?"

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up. He looked at Wan Ping'an, then glanced in the direction of Wan Ping'an's house.

Wan Ping'an's house, like everyone else's, is mainly made of wood. If it catches fire, Wan Ping'an will be in trouble, right?

A murderous glint flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes!

He had suffered too many losses at Wan Ping'an's hands, hated Wan Ping'an too much, and saw no hope of victory!

All I can think about is physical destruction!

"An old man, an old man?"

As Yi Zhonghai was lost in thought, he heard Liu Haizhong calling him.

"Uh, what?"

Yi Zhonghai came to his senses.

"Uncle, I'm done. It's your turn!"

Liu Haizhong looked puzzled.

What's going on with Yi Zhonghai?

How can you get distracted during a hospital-wide meeting?

"I see!"

Yi Zhonghai blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly composed himself, stood up, and prepared to begin his performance.

He glanced at everyone.

"Neighbors, we are fortunate to live in the same courtyard. It is a large family composed of many small families. The courtyard is our common home."

Yi Zhonghai's speech was of a certain standard.

"We are all members of a family, members of a small group, so we should have a sense of collective honor and value the collective honor of the four colleges!"

As the old saying goes, "Don't wash your dirty linen in public!"

"Don't talk about things that affect the reputation of the courtyard house outside the courtyard. Just talk about them inside the courtyard. Otherwise, it will make everyone lose face."

Upon hearing this, Wan Ping'an suddenly realized what was going on.

Yi Zhonghai wants to control public opinion and shut down channels of communication, which is what he has always advocated: "Let the institute handle its own affairs!"

“If there are any conflicts between neighbors, don’t go to the neighborhood office or call the police. Just find us three old men, and we’ll help you mediate.”

"Things within the hospital will be handled by the hospital!"

"We can't let our family scandals be aired in public!"

Yi Zhonghai continued.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui also supported it.

Humans are inherently drawn to power.

They also wanted to lord it over the courtyard, and in this respect, their goal was the same as Yi Zhonghai's.

Wan Ping'an sneered.

He Daqing frowned.

Xu Fugui's lips curled into a mocking smile.

All three of them could tell that the three old men had ill intentions!

Yi Zhonghai has finished speaking.

Liu Haizhong clapped.

Yan Fugui also started clapping.

Even the deaf old lady applauded in support.

Many neighbors started clapping, but a few, like Wan Ping'an, He Daqing, Xu Fugui, and San, remained coldly motionless.

"Alright, there's one more very important thing to do."

“I’ve noticed that many people in our institute are unemployed. They go out to do odd jobs, which are dirty and tiring, and the pay is low and unstable.”

"I propose that those who are capable help the unemployed people in the facility to solve their job problems. What do you all think?"

Yi Zhonghai smiled broadly.

While he was speaking, his eyes remained fixed smugly on Wan Ping'an!

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Yi Zhonghai's proposal immediately caused a huge uproar.

There are quite a few unemployed people in the courtyard houses.

"Of course, sir. I'm unemployed. Tell me, how do you plan to solve my job problem?"

A young man stood up and asked.

Other unemployed people also responded enthusiastically.

The issue with odd jobs isn't whether they're tiring or not, but whether the income is unstable. Sometimes, you might go hungry for several days a year without working.

Who doesn't want a stable job?

"Don't worry, I'll get to the solution right away!"

"Shazhu, you're working on Wan Ping'an's six acres of land, are you still short-staffed?"

Yi Zhonghai suddenly asked.


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