Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

Ran's father also followed out with a broom in his hand.

"Dad, you go back, I'll just sweep it."

It was snowing so heavily that Zhang Zhiqiang was worried that Ran's father would get sick from the snow, so he wanted him to go back and rest.

After all, Mr. Ran is not young anymore, and his physical strength is definitely not as good as that of young people. Didn’t you see that Liu Haizhong was just standing on the steps giving orders and didn’t go out to sweep the snow.

"Hmm? Who are you looking down on?"

Ran's father was a proud man. He couldn't stand Zhang Zhiqiang taking care of him and glared at Zhang Zhiqiang.

"No, Dad. I mean the snow isn't too heavy now. I can clear it. When I'm too busy, I'll definitely ask you to help."

Zhang Zhiqiang explained with a headache that the old man had a very strong self-esteem.

"Okay then. I'll come and help if you're too busy."

Father Ran snorted arrogantly, just like Ran Qiuye.

Zhang Zhiqiang and the people in the backyard worked together to clear a path in the backyard. The same thing happened in the middle yard. Sha Zhu took the lead and swept the snow there. The difference was that Yi Zhonghai did not give orders like Liu Haizhong, but they all swept the snow together.

Zhang Zhiqiang wanted to go up to him and ask, "Grandpa, why don't you give instructions and sweep the floor by yourself? Is it because you don't have a son?"

I don’t know if Yi Zhonghai will faint from anger.

"Everyone, please send one person from each household to clear the snow off the streets."

At this time, a clerk from the street office came in in the wind and snow and said.

But no one paid any attention to him, so that the clerk felt a little embarrassed.

"Who is the head of this courtyard?"

the clerk asked.

"I...I'm Liu Haizhong, the second uncle in the courtyard."

Yi Zhonghai was about to go over, but Liu Haizhong got there first.

This is not the first time this has happened. As long as there is a chance, Liu Haizhong will not give up the opportunity to show his face to Yi Zhonghai.

"Well, that's fine. You organize them, one person from each family, to clear the road from your yard to the street."

After the clerk finished speaking, he prepared to leave as he had other hospitals to notify.

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission."

Liu Haizhong puffed out his big belly and said this, looking a little funny.

"Everyone has heard it. The yard has been almost swept. Everyone, please send one person from each household to go outside and sweep the snow."

Liu Haizhong started shouting, acting like a leader.

"Qiangzi, shall we go?"

Xu Damao was somewhat reluctant to go. That was just his personality. Especially in this situation, Xu Damao just wanted everyone to mind their own business and not worry about other people's problems.

But he didn't dare to stand up openly, so he could only ask Zhang Zhiqiang if he was willing to go.

Xu Damao had thought it through. If Zhang Zhiqiang didn't go, then he wouldn't go either. Even if the sky fell, he had Zhang Zhiqiang who was tall enough to hold it up. He had nothing to be afraid of.

"Go ahead. After all, it's organized by the neighborhood. It's a national matter. We should contribute our part."

Zhang Zhiqiang knew what Xu Damao was planning at first glance. He was like Zhu Bajie, who wanted to eat the ginseng fruit but didn't dare to pick it himself. How could such a good thing happen?

Besides, who is the director of the street office? It’s Aunt Zhou. How can I not go?

"OK then."

Xu Damao clicked his tongue regretfully, it seemed he couldn't go back and hide anymore.

Everyone had almost finished sweeping and went outside with their tools.

"Qin Huairu, hurry up and leave. What are you doing standing there?"

Liu Haizhong frowned and scolded loudly.

Zhang Zhiqiang also stopped when he heard Qin Huairu's name. He saw it when he came to the central courtyard just now. Everyone was sweeping the snow in the yard, only Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang were watching at the door, and they didn't do anything. Instead, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were chatting there, which was outrageous.

"Second uncle, I have asked for permission from first uncle, so we don't have to clear the snow."

Qin Huairu explained that the uncle had given her special permission, and that he was referring to her, Qin Huairu.

"No, this is the task assigned by the street office leaders. They want everyone to send one person from each household. How can you not go? Are you opposing the management of the street office?"

Liu Haizhong asked sternly, and a big hat was put on.

After following Yi Zhonghai for so many years, he would still put such a superficial accusation on him.

"Old Liu, Qin Huairu was not feeling well today, and I told her not to sweep the floor."

Yi Zhonghai couldn't bear to watch it anymore and explained.

"Even if the Lord allows it, it won't work. She's not the only one feeling unwell. There are so many other female comrades out there, and they're all sweeping the snow, aren't they?"

After receiving the commission from the subdistrict office, Liu Haizhong became completely arrogant. He did not even give Yi Zhonghai any face, but instead confronted him head-on to show off his own strength.

"The Jia family doesn't need to send anyone. I can do the work of two people. What's wrong with that?"

Sha Zhu couldn't help but stand up and say that it was the same thing in the yard just now. He helped sweep the road to the Jia family. Seeing Qin Huairu's encouraging eyes, he was so excited that the more he swept, the more excited he became!

"That won't work either. I'm going to make this clear today. You have to go to the Jia family whether you want to or not. Otherwise, I will report the matter to the street office."

Liu Haizhong is angry with everyone, no matter what anyone says. Now he is the boss, and Qin Huairu must go, otherwise where is his dignity as the second uncle?

"Liu Haizhong, are you f*cking sick? What does it have to do with you whether our Jia family goes there or not? I advise you to mind your own business."

Seeing that Qin Huairu was in a bad condition, Jia Zhang secretly called her a waste and stood up herself.

Under normal circumstances, Liu Haizhong would have preferred to mind his own business, but now so many people were watching and the street had just entrusted him with the power, so he had to show off.

"You dare to scold me, you grandma? I'm going to take care of it today. Either Qin Huairu goes, or you Jia Zhang goes. Anyway, one of them must go."

Liu Haizhong sneered, not giving Jia Zhang any face at all.

"Liu Haizhong, you had a good relationship with our Lao Jia back then. Now you are bullying Lao Jia's descendants? Aren't you afraid that Lao Jia will come looking for you that night?"

Jia Zhang said this in a stern but weak tone, but in fact she had already given in a little.

"Yes, he and I both fell in love with my wife. If it weren't for me, would Lao Jia have fallen in love with you?"

Liu Haizhong revealed the secret with contempt, and directly told a story from the past that no one knew about.

Zhang Zhiqiang also became interested, but then again, given Jia Zhang's personality and appearance, it's not like Old Jia is blind to be attracted to her. Who knows, maybe Jia Zhang used some tricks.

"You're talking nonsense. I don't want to bother with you."

"Huai Ru, go sweep the snow. Mom's back hurts."

Jia Zhang quickly changed the subject and asked Qin Huairu to go sweep the snow, but it was not a good idea to let Liu Haizhong tell her, as who knows what shocking news he might reveal.

"OK then."

Qin Huairu was somewhat unhappy. She didn't like going to work, especially since this kind of job didn't pay her, which made her even less willing to do it. But there was nothing she could do as her bangs were too tight.

"Lao Liu, what do you mean?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect Liu Haizhong to be so disrespectful to him, and said with a grim expression.

"Lao Yi, this is all arranged by the Street Office. I am in a difficult situation too."

Liu Haizhong said proudly that he felt like he was walking on Yi Zhonghai's fist. The street office's sword of authority was used to the fullest extent by Liu Haizhong.