"Comrade He Wenhui, I am the steward of the courtyard, and I am very prestigious in the courtyard. If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me directly!"

Yan Bugui led the people of the He family towards the courtyard.

He Wentao looked around, feeling that everything was new, and then answered: "I heard from Director Wang that you are only the third uncle, so does that mean that there are two other uncles in charge in front of you, the first uncle and the second uncle?"

This is purely exposing someone else's shortcomings in front of others.

Yan Bugui glanced at He Wentao. He had a sinister look on his face, similar to that of a captured stick. He would definitely be a thorn in the side in the future.

His impression of He Wentao suddenly became bad, and he continued to introduce the situation in the courtyard, pretending not to hear what He Wentao said.

But He Wentao was like an old turtle, thinking that he had caught Yan Bugui's shortcomings, so he would not let Yan Bugui go.

She emphasized her voice and said loudly: "Third uncle, I was asking you a question just now!"

He Wenhui saw He Wentao being aggressive from the side, and quickly tugged at the corner of He Wentao's clothes and whispered: "Wen Tao, what are you doing! We have just arrived here, are you ready to conflict with others? How can we still be in the compound in the future?

Stay here."

He Wenhui's words fell on Yan Bugui's ears, and Yan Bugui felt somewhat useful. He waved his hand and said: "Comrade He Wenhui, since your brother is interested, let me briefly introduce the situation in our compound, so as not to avoid some confusion."

People underestimate me, Yanbu Gui."

"We do have three uncles in charge of the courtyard. It's just that the first uncle lives in the outer courtyard and rarely cares about the affairs of the courtyard. The second uncle made some mistakes a while ago, and now he is sitting at home thinking about his mistakes every day. Therefore, I am the third uncle in the courtyard.

Take care of things."

He Wenhui turned her head and glared at He Wentao: "Did you hear that? Don't question others randomly in the future."

"Really, I just asked, so what can I do?" He Wentao curled his lips secretly, feeling aggrieved in his heart.

It was the time when the residents of the courtyard were getting off work. The residents felt a little strange when they saw He Wenhui and his party.

Aunt Wang next door greeted Yan Bugui: "Old Yan, who are these?"

"Aunt Wang, they moved here from Ningzhou. The street office arranged them in the back room behind our courtyard. From now on, you will all be neighbors. You must help each other, love each other, and maintain the spirit of unity and friendship in our courtyard."

Show it.”

Yan Bugui finally got the power of management today, so he naturally has to express himself actively.

The onlookers immediately started talking after hearing this.

"Isn't the dilapidated house in the back about to collapse? How can it still be inhabited?"

"Oh, you don't know. There is a shortage of houses in the capital now. Many people don't even have a place to live after they come to the capital. They can only live in shanties in Daxing. Now the He family has been allocated a reverse house.

It’s great luck.”

"You are right to say that, but I think this old lady from the He family has a gloomy expression, just like a dead old deaf lady. She should not be the kind of person who is easy to get along with."

"Compared to the deaf old lady, I think she looks more like Mrs. Jia Zhang. Our compound will be lively in the future."

It has to be said that the residents of the courtyard have long had a pair of discerning eyes after being tortured by the deaf old lady and Jia Zhang for decades.

They can tell a lot about someone's personality and ideological consciousness with just a glance.

Yu Qiuhua has long been accustomed to such comments. When she was in the He Family Courtyard, she was often scolded as an old pious woman.

Not only did Yu Qiuhua not hesitate about this, but she was also very happy.

Because she thinks this is proof that others are afraid of her.

But when she heard the residents talking, she suddenly realized a problem.

That is whether the so-called house is really dilapidated.

Thinking of this, Yu Qiuhua couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Behind her, He Wenhui was talking to the third uncle and didn't even notice Yu Qiuhua's sudden acceleration.

Yu Qiuhua rushed through the crescent gate in the backyard and looked in the northeast direction, because according to her common sense, reversed houses are generally located in the northeast direction.

What surprised her was that the house in the northeast looked a little dilapidated, but it was not uninhabitable.

even.

The door of that house had been painted with red paint, the windows were covered with brand-new newspapers, and the door of the house was clean.

Yu Qiuhua smiled excitedly: "The people in the courtyard are really nice. They actually knew we were coming and cleaned the house in advance."

She strode forward and pushed the door open, but it was not closed.

inside the house.

Yi Zhonghai, who had slept all day, was going for a walk in isolation, and bumped into Yu Qiuhua face to face.

"Why are you at my house?"

"Who are you?"

"I am a new resident. This is the house assigned to us by the street office. Get out of here."

Yu Qiuhua said this and quietly looked at the furnishings in the room.

Although the exterior of the house looks dilapidated, the interior furnishings are all new furniture from Qingshui.

The Eight Immortals table, boss chair and stools, hot water kettle, coal stove, and fine steel pot are all provided. You just need to move in and you can move in. This also eliminates the worry of buying furniture.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yu Qiuhua as if he were an idiot.

This can't be blamed on Zhong Hai. No matter who it is, she is about to go out for a walk, and someone comes up and says that her home belongs to her, so she will be confused.

Yi Zhonghai said loudly: "Gungun, I don't have the time to chat with you here."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai opened the door and was about to go out, but Yu Qiuhua sat down on the threshold.

She now recognizes that this house belongs to her, so naturally she cannot leave.

Yi Zhonghai has been in the courtyard for decades, and this is the first time he has met such a shameless person. Even the Jia Zhang family back then was not so shameless.

She frowned, not knowing what to do for a moment.

At this time, He Wenhui and the third uncle walked into the backyard talking and laughing.

Seeing the third uncle, Yi Zhonghai rushed over quickly.

"Yan Bugui, what on earth is going on? This is my home, how did it become someone else's home? Could it be an order from the street office?"

No wonder Yi Zhonghai thinks so. Recently, he has offended Wang Weidong twice.

Wang Weidong had a good relationship with the street teacher. Yi Zhonghai had always been worried that under Wang Weidong's instigation, the street teacher would kick him out of the courtyard.

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yu Qiuhua squatting on the threshold, and he suddenly understood.

"Auntie, this is not your home, your home is in the back!"

After hearing this, Yu Qiuhua also knew where he had made a mistake.

But it is a pity to give up such a good house like this.

She raised her head and looked at Yan Bugui: "Third uncle, you are the steward of the courtyard. Everything in the courtyard is your responsibility. Please give us this room."

Yan Bugui has been the steward for so many years, and this is the first time he has heard someone make such an unreasonable request.

He was about to reject Yu Qiuhua's idea.

Yu Qiuhua said first: "Third uncle, we have four children in our family, so my eldest daughter earns money alone and has a very difficult life. We will be neighbors in the future. Should you help us?"

Yan Bugui called out to him, "Good guy, this is another Jia Zhang family."

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who was standing next to him, also understood.

The old woman who came to rob her house was not sent by Wang Weidong.

In this case, he has nothing to fear.

No matter what you say, Yi Zhonghai has been a great man for so many years. It would be simply ridiculous if someone kicked him in the face.

Yi Zhonghai stood up and puffed out his chest: "Is your name Yu Qiuhua?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to give me your house?"

"Go, go, go, let me tell you, if you mess around here again, I will ask the street office officer to kick you out."

Hearing this, a look of surprise appeared on Yu Qiuhua's face.

She turned her head and looked at Yan Bugui.

"Who is this, Third Master? Why are you so arrogant!"

"His name is Yi Zhonghai, and he is the former grand master of our courtyard."

After hearing Yan Bugui's explanation, Yu Qiuhua smiled disdainfully.

"I thought it was who it was, but it turned out to be a former uncle. Then let me ask you, how did you get selected?"

Yu Qiuhua really doesn't want to open any pot.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned as red as pig liver.

Yu Qiuhua then said: "Did you make any mistakes?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Yi Zhonghai replied.
To be continued...