Siheyuan: I just came across and wanted to chase me away

Chapter 843 Liu Haizhong laughs at Yi Zhonghai

Who knew that Liu Haizhong had no intention of letting him go easily? Not only did he not give way, but he blocked Yi Zhonghai even tighter. He shook his head in a helpless manner, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Old Yi, my rating is still level seven blacksmith this time. Originally, I was thinking about whether I could move up a level, but I don't know what happened. I feel that I am getting older and I am no longer able to do it. I don't have the ability." As Liu Haizhong spoke, he secretly observed Yi Zhonghai's reaction with the corner of his eye. The meaning behind his words was obviously mocking Yi Zhonghai for being demoted from level eight fitter to level three fitter, and for his incompetence.

Yi Zhonghai was furious when he heard this. How could he not hear the sarcasm in Liu Haizhong's words? But he couldn't get angry at the moment. He could only suppress his anger, look at Liu Haizhong coldly, and change the subject: "Old Liu, how is Liu Guangtian? When will he be back?" Yi Zhonghai wanted to change the subject and get out of this embarrassing situation.

When Liu Haizhong heard Yi Zhonghai mention his son, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and he said: "This bastard, it would be better to reform him in there, maybe he can even change his bad temper. I just don't know if his memory will decline after staying in there for a long time." Liu Haizhong's words seemed to be talking about his son, but in fact he was still hinting at Yi Zhonghai, mocking him for being confused now, and even his locksmith skills had regressed to level three, just like his memory had declined.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't hold it in any longer, shaking with anger. He wanted to retort, but swallowed the words back. Finally, he stamped his foot and turned away, not wanting to waste any more words with someone like Liu Haizhong.

Yan Bugui looked at Liu Haizhong's smug expression, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Although he was also relieved by Yi Zhonghai's current downfall, he was also upset by his own family affairs. After all, it had been decided that his son would go to the countryside. He was filled with helplessness and anger, but at this time, he also knew that losing his temper would be of no use, so he could only hold it in. He looked at Liu Haizhong and asked, "Old Liu, why are you so happy?" Yan Bugui's tone was filled with a hint of dissatisfaction, but more of helplessness.

Yan Bugui had been completely clueless about what was happening at the steel mill. He was usually busy teaching at school and had little knowledge of what was happening outside. Today, Liu Haizhong had returned in high spirits, strolling around the yard with a constant smile on his face. Yan Bugui was puzzled, unable to understand what Liu Haizhong was so happy about.

Seeing Yan Bugui's puzzled expression, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but move closer and excitedly recounted everything that had happened at the steel mill. He then looked at Yan Bugui smugly and said, "Look, Yi Zhonghai is no longer the same person he was before. He's just a third-level fitter now. With his current situation, what status will he have in our Siheyuan?" Liu Haizhong said, shaking his head, as if he had already seen Yi Zhonghai's status in the Siheyuan plummet.

Yan Bugui listened and nodded lightly without saying anything more. In his opinion, this matter did not seem to have any substantial benefits for him. In this courtyard, everyone has always been secretly competing for the so-called status.

In the past, Yi Zhonghai, a fifth-level fitter, had some competition with Liu Haizhong, but now, Yi Zhonghai has suddenly been reduced to a third-level fitter, not even as good as a young person who just started working. What can he achieve in the future? Although Yan Bugui thought so in his heart, he did not show too much emotion. After all, he was just a teacher. His status in the Siheyuan was not high, and he did not expect this incident to bring any changes to himself.

Liu Haizhong was different. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his position in the Siheyuan was as stable as Mount Tai. He secretly calculated that now in the Siheyuan, he was not afraid of anyone except Gu Nan. And Gu Nan had no shortage of houses and was not interested in the Siheyuan real estate at all. So, wouldn't the house of the deaf old lady in the backyard belong to him? Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong couldn't help humming a cheerful little tune and walked back home with a brisk pace, feeling proud.

Yan Bugui looked at Liu Haizhong's back, feeling a pang of displeasure. He couldn't help but mutter, "What's so arrogant about him? He's just relying on being a level seven blacksmith." But despite his grumbling, he knew that Liu Haizhong was now capable of such arrogance. Few in the courtyard dared to openly oppose him anymore, and it looked like the house in the backyard would indeed belong to Liu Haizhong.

In fact, Yan Bugui was also envious of the house in the backyard. That house was spacious and quiet, much better than the front yard where he lived now. But what could he do? Not to mention that he was just a second uncle, and his say in the courtyard was limited. Even if he lived in the front yard, he would not be able to gain any advantage if he wanted to compete with Liu Haizhong for the house in the backyard. Thinking of this, Yan Bugui became even more angry. He turned around angrily and strode home, muttering to himself: "Liu Haizhong has taken all the good things. It's really infuriating."

On the other side, Yi Zhonghai also returned home in a rage. He knew in his heart that he was now only a third-level fitter, and his status in the Siheyuan had completely plummeted. On the way back, he had thought of finding He Yuzhu to talk to him, maybe He Yuzhu could give him some advice and help him think of a way to save the situation. But who knew that after seeing him, He Yuzhu ignored him at all and turned away. Yi Zhonghai felt sad, and he knew that the relationship between him and He Yuzhu would probably never go back to the way it was before.

In desperation, Yi Zhonghai thought about it and felt that he might have to rely on the Jia family in the future. Now in the courtyard, only the Jia family might be able to help him. He thought to himself that only Qin Huairu could convince Deputy Director Li to give him another chance. This might be his last straw. Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai secretly made up his mind to find an opportunity to talk to Qin Huairu and ask her to help him.

Yi Zhonghai sat in his courtyard, awash in frustration. A bottle of wine and a few side dishes lay on the table before him. He poured glass after glass, the resentment surging like a surging tide, unable to subside. He couldn't understand how he had ended up in this situation, his heart aching with grievances, yet he had nowhere to vent. Besides drowning his sorrows in alcohol, he didn't know what else to do. He could only let the pungent liquor burn his throat, as if that would offer some relief.