Courtyard House: They all say I'm a good person

Chapter 67 Fortune Turns Around

"Master Yi, are you alright?"

Shen Zhishou looked at Yi Zhonghai, whose face looked haggard, and asked him with concern.

"No, nothing's wrong, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night!"

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Shen Zhishou and forced a smile.

After this ordeal, Yi Zhonghai's life was truly turned upside down.

The old man who was in charge of the courtyard house is gone, and so is the respected eighth-level fitter at the steel rolling mill!

He is currently only a level six fitter!

The lower wages are secondary; the real issue is that the prestige and honor represented by an eighth-grade fitter have been lost.

"Old Yi, are you alright?"

Liu Haizhong caught up with Yi Zhonghai at this moment. He asked with concern, but his cheerful eyes clearly showed that he was in a really good mood.

For many years, he has always been overshadowed by Yi Zhonghai.

In the courtyard house, Yi Zhonghai was the eldest uncle, and he was the second eldest uncle.

In the steel rolling mill, he was a level seven forging worker, while Yi Zhonghai was a level eight fitter.

Now, the tables have finally turned.

From now on, he will be the old man in the courtyard, while Yi Zhonghai will be nothing.

Most importantly, he is a level seven blacksmith, while Yi Zhonghai is only a level six fitter.

After so many years, we can finally hold our heads high!

Yi Zhonghai was in a rather sullen mood at the moment and didn't notice Liu Hai's little scheme. Even if he had, he probably wouldn't have cared.

Seeing Liu Haizhong showing off to Yi Zhonghai, Shen Zhishou greeted him and then left first.

Back at the courtyard house, I ran into Yan Bugui again.

Yan Bugui went from being the third oldest man in the courtyard to the second oldest man, and he was quite spirited. His small eyes shone brightly, and he looked very happy.

"Teacher Yan!"

Shen Zhishou greeted Yan Bugui, nodded, and then walked into the courtyard.

Yan Bugui stopped Shen Zhishou with a smile and said, "Little Shen, you've been living in our courtyard for a while now. In our courtyard, everyone calls us the three managers—oh, no, there are only two now—'First Master' and 'Second Master'!"

"That sounds more personal, don't you think?"

"Teacher Yan, this is a new society now!"

Shen Zhishou thought Yan Bugui was going to say something, but he ended up doing this.

That old lady crawling into bed made me laugh!

He, Shen Zhishou, lived two lives, and he had no grandfather above him.

If Shen Zhishou encountered an elderly person on the road, he would politely call them "Grandpa". As for the steward in the courtyard?

Shen Zhishou wouldn't admit it!

"The Qing Dynasty, it's long gone!"

After leaving those words, Shen Zhishou entered the courtyard house.

Sometimes, Shen Zhishou felt that the character names in "Love in the Courtyard" carried a special meaning.

Yi Zhonghai, Zhonghai!

In the bangs, in the sea!

Is Yanbu expensive, or is salt not expensive, or is speech not expensive?

He Daqing, Daqing!

Deaf old lady, Deaf Tonglong, Ancestor!

He Yuzhu, Yuzhu!

……

These names, combined with their character and conduct, are truly terrifying to think about!

However, Shen Zhishou only had this feeling; there was no actual evidence to prove anything.

Yan Bugui froze on the spot after hearing Shen Zhishou's words, remaining silent for a long time.

His good mood suddenly vanished.

"Hey, he's got a real problem!"

After a long silence, Yan Bugui let out a soft sigh.

No matter what kind of person Shen Zhishou is, he can't do anything to Shen Zhishou.

The stewards in the courtyard house—others might not know what they were all about, but Shen Zhishou probably did.

At that moment, Yan Bugui suddenly felt that it would be better if Yi Zhonghai were still the steward of the courtyard. At least Yi Zhonghai would have some means to deal with troublemakers like Shen Zhishou.

But now, Yi Zhonghai is no longer a reliable option.

As for the bangs?

That guy has no brains!

When Shen Zhishou returned home, Yu Li was already preparing dinner.

"I'm back!"

"Hmm, what should I make for dinner?"

"Baozi (steamed buns)!"

Yu Li replied with a smile, "I went to buy some meat today and made some steamed buns!"

"Then I'll have to eat a few more!"

Shen Zhishou quite liked eating steamed buns.

Especially the large steamed buns from the north.

One word, fragrant!

In contrast, the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) from the south taste good at first, but after eating them a few times, they become bland and tasteless.

Shen Zhishou never understood why this happened in his previous life.

Yu Li steamed leavened buns, pure white bread, which tastes better.

As the steam began to rise from the pot, the aroma of steamed buns filled the room.

Not to mention in this era of scarcity, even in later generations, the aroma of these steamed buns is still incredibly tempting.

When the steamed buns are taken out of the steamer, their aroma is fully released.

The first to be affected were naturally the residents of the front yard, especially the Yan family.

"These two, Xiao Shen and Yu Li, really know how to eat!"

Thinking of Shen Zhishou's attitude towards him, Yan Bugui's words carried a hint of sourness.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng slammed down his chopsticks.

If it weren't for their family's excessive scheming, Yu Li would be his wife now.

Now that Yu Li has become Shen Zhishou's wife, Yan Jiecheng feels like his heart is being stabbed with a knife whenever he thinks about it.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's actions, Yan Bugui swallowed back the sarcastic remarks he was about to make.

"Solve it!"

Yan Bugui also regretted it a bit; why did he have to bring up Yu Li?

"I'm fine!"

Yan Jie originally intended to throw down his chopsticks and leave.

But I'm hungry!

He caused a scene a few times before, and how carefree he was when he left, how miserable he was when he went hungry later.

But at Lao Yan's house, if you don't eat at mealtimes, you can only wait for the next meal. As for the kitchen, there is absolutely no way there will be any leftover food.

Shen Zhishou and Yu Li ate happily.

They don't care what outsiders think.

After the two finished eating, they heard the brothers Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian outside shouting that they were holding a general meeting for the whole hospital.

The neighborhood committee just held a general meeting for the whole compound yesterday, and now they're holding another one today!

Shen Zhishou and Yu Li had just finished eating, so they took their bowls and chopsticks to the tap in the middle courtyard to wash them.

After the two washed the dishes and took them home, they returned to the Intermediate People's Court to await the start of the plenary meeting.

The square table for the stewards was already set up, but there were only two chairs.

Yi Zhonghai was removed from his position as the head of the neighborhood committee by the street office staff, leaving only two head managers in courtyard number 95.

Liu Haizhong took his place and became an old man.

This plenary meeting was simply a continuation of yesterday's plenary meeting.

Liu Haizhong also took the opportunity to inform the entire institute of the steel rolling mill's handling of Yi Zhonghai.

"Why do I get the feeling that he looks really happy in his bangs?"

Looking at Liu Haizhong's radiant appearance, Yu Li whispered to Shen Zhishou.

Shen Zhishou smiled and said, "How could I not be happy?"

"Liu Haizhong has been the second-in-command in the courtyard house for so long, and now he's suddenly become the eldest son. Do you think he wouldn't be happy?"