On the way, Yu Li told Yan Jiecheng what had just happened, but he exploded immediately.

"Why? You are my wife. Why should I ask you to clean up someone else's house? I can't afford to lose face."

Yu Li quickly explained, "Jie Cheng, it's not for nothing. Li Qinghe's old cotton-padded clothes are given to us and we share them equally with our parents."

"No, give me cotton-padded clothes? Why didn't you say so earlier? Then you can go later. Remember to bring the cotton-padded clothes to our room first, otherwise the good clothes will be picked up by my parents." When Yan Jiecheng heard that there were benefits, his tone changed instantly and he almost bit his tongue.

Yu Li sighed, "Okay, I get it."

She sighed inwardly, wondering why she had married into such a family. She had been so careless at the beginning.

Yan Jiecheng was secretly happy. These days, even if you had money, you couldn't buy cotton clothes. Ready-made clothes were too expensive. With his salary as a temporary worker, he couldn't even think about buying one, not to mention that he had to pay for his father's accommodation and food expenses every month.

If you want to make it yourself, it's easy to get some cloth coupons, but cotton coupons are really hard to get. There are only so many every year, and no one is willing to sell them. If you go to the pigeon market, the price... Yan Jiecheng gave up directly. He would rather freeze to death than buy it.

Yan Jiecheng seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, where did Li Qinghe get the money? He just said he didn't want the old cotton-padded jacket."

Yu Li thought for a moment, "His father died while helping to capture enemy spies, but he received a lot of pensions and a martyr's certificate. His monthly salary was only 18 yuan before, and he never dared to spend much money. He lived a tight life. Now that he has become a formal electrician, his salary has increased, and he doesn't have to worry about not having enough to eat, so he will definitely spend money."

"That's right..." Yan Jiecheng nodded thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ah? Nothing, nothing."

Yan Jiecheng laughed. He couldn't say that he was envious of the fact that Li Qinghe's father was dead. Otherwise, if it got out, his reputation would be ruined and his father would skin him alive.

......

At the Jia family, Qin Huairu looked at the neighbors gathering in the courtyard and pulled Bang Geng, "Bang Geng, tell mom the truth, did you steal the chicken from Xu Damao's house?"

Bang Geng pretended not to hear and lowered his head to play dumb. Under Jia Zhang's instruction, Qin Huairu had no deterrent effect on him.

"What are you talking about? Our Banggeng has such a mother. How can you be a mother? You even doubt your own child." Jia Zhang immediately became unwilling. She pulled Qin Huairu away and held Banggeng in her arms.

Qin Huairu was also a little anxious at this time, pointing at Huaihua and said, "Mom, look at Huaihua, there are greasy spots on her clothes. Just now when she was eating, she took the steamed bread and refused to eat it. If she hadn't eaten her fill outside, how could she be like this?"

Jia Zhang also understood, and looked at Bang Geng and asked, "My dear grandson, tell me the truth, did you steal the chicken?"

How could Bang Geng admit it? He shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Xiaodang." Jia Zhang simply asked someone else, "You tell me."

Xiao Dang looked at Bang Geng, then looked at Jia Zhangshi, "I don't know either."

Jia Zhang looked at Huaihua again, "Huaihua, go tell grandma."

Little Huaihua is only three years old now. She is still young and ignorant. She lied and exposed her true colors. "Grandma, the beggar chicken made by my brother is delicious."

Qin Huairu felt a headache coming on. "Look, look."

Bang Geng was still stubborn, "I didn't steal the chicken. I picked it up in the front yard. If I didn't catch it, it would have run away."

Qin Huairu was also a little angry and poked his head, "Just go ahead and cause trouble for me. The whole school meeting will be held soon. When we find out that you stole the chicken..."

Jia Zhang interrupted, "Alright, alright, you're all just kids, they're just greedy. Listen to me, the three of you, don't go anywhere and stay in your room to do your homework. Do you hear me?"

The three of them nodded quickly.

......

At this time, most people gathered in the middle courtyard, moved their stools and sat around the octagonal table in a circle. Three old men sat behind the table, each holding a teacup.

Li Qinghe was also among them, sitting not far from He Yuzhu, just within the three-meter range, making it convenient for him to absorb the emotions.

He Yuzhu was sitting at the front row, waiting to be criticized.

Li Qinghe turned his head to look at Yu Li not far away, and couldn't help but sigh that she was full of charm.

Then he looked at Lou Xiao'e opposite, who was wearing a fur coat. It seemed that even though the Lou family was not as prosperous as before, it still had its heritage.

Although she had rustic shoulder-length hair, she could not hide the temperament of a lady from a noble family. This was not something that could be cultivated casually. It was something that could only be achieved if one had never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood and had accumulated cultural knowledge. Moreover, Lou Xiao'e was a very capable person, but she had not been through any experience.

After she came back from Hong Kong, she became a real entrepreneur. If she hadn't been cheated by He Yuzhu, she would have been a wealthy person on the list in the future, or even the legendary behind-the-scenes manipulator, stirring up trouble.

When Xu Damao saw Li Qinghe looking at him, he thought he was looking at him and trying to cheer him up, so he smiled and nodded.

Li Qinghe also responded with a supportive smile, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. If he knew that he was coveting his wife, would he come up and fight him to the death?

Lou Xiao'e also noticed the interaction between Xu Damao and Li Qinghe, and asked curiously: "Da Mao, who is that? You nodded to him."

"Him? Li Qinghe, he's lived in the middle courtyard for almost twenty years, don't you know him?"

Lou Xiao'e covered her mouth immediately. "How is it possible? Although I haven't said anything to Li Qinghe, I see him often. How can he have such temperament? And his face has become too big."

"Hehe, don't mention you. I was also shocked when I saw him before. I didn't expect that this kid would change so much after some care." Xu Damao chuckled.

Lou Xiao'e looked at Li Qinghe again and felt a little interested. His temperament didn't seem like that of someone from an ordinary working-class family.

"By the way, isn't he an electrician at the steel mill? I heard he passed the test?"

Xu Damao nodded, "Yes, at first he didn't want to go to the locksmith workshop and insisted on being an electrician. Many people in the hospital laughed at him, but now he has slapped many people in the face."

......

Seeing that most people had arrived, Liu Haizhong didn't want to miss any opportunity to show off, and stood up immediately with full momentum.

"Everyone, today we are holding a meeting of the whole hospital. The only topic is this...ah...a chicken from Xu Damao's family was stolen. Ah, this is quite a coincidence. There happened to be a chicken stewing on someone's stove. This may be a coincidence, or it may not be a coincidence, right?"

Li Qinghe felt annoyed after hearing this. You are just an ordinary worker, but you can speak in such an official tone. How did you do it? Did you practice secretly? And a meeting in a courtyard is so grand...

Liu Haizhong was still speaking in a self-righteous manner at the front: "So, I discussed it with the first and third uncles and decided to hold a meeting of the entire hospital. Ah... Now, I would like to invite the most experienced uncle in our hospital to preside over this meeting."