The evening smoke had just risen. Li Jianghai squatted on the threshold of the main hall, looking at the banner that he was proud of from time to time!

I thought it looked great when I hung it up three months ago, but now no matter how I look at it, it seems unpleasant. It's too attractive!

"What are you staring at?" Li Guifang stepped into the room, holding the freshly dried sheets. She frowned at the choking smell of cigarette smoke. "Take down the flag quickly! It's in the way."

Li Jianghai then slowly stood up. When he reached out to grab the banner, it took him a lot of strength!

When he hung it up three months ago, he could do it in one go by standing on a stool, but now he has to do it in two steps to reach the hook.

"What are you dawdling about?" Li Guifang spread the sheets on the bed. "Are you still thinking that others will come to you under the pretext of being helpful?"

As expected, as soon as these words were spoken, Li Jianghai quickly put away the banner!

That day at the police station, Officer Xu Qiang's words suddenly rang in my ears: "Old Li, a silk banner is an honor, not a command."

He didn't take it seriously at the time, but now he knows what it means when a big tree attracts the wind!

Otherwise, why would Director Wang come to him as a lobbyist and why would he morally blackmail him?

If he didn't fall for it, does this matter have anything to do with him?

What a waste of time, otherwise he would have become rich long ago!

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard creaked, and Li Mingyuan walked in with a briefcase, wearing trousers and a leather jacket, looking very much like the real thing!

Seeing the banner on the table, he paused: "Dad, this is..."

"Your mother thinks it's in the way." Li Jianghai folded the banner in half, and the words embroidered with gold thread were hidden in the folds.

He looked at Li Mingyuan and couldn't help but praise him: "You handled this matter well and fairly. It should be beneficial to your future career."

Li Mingyuan put down his briefcase and opened the banner in his other hand. "It was sent from the street. I thought you didn't want to be in the spotlight anymore, so I brought it directly to your home."

Li Jianghai took a look and saw another brand new banner.

The four words "Speak for the People" were written in regular script, and there were thirty names densely signed at the end. Old Wang's signature was at the very beginning, and the characters were so big that they almost broke through the satin.

"It's all just nonsense." Li Jianghai said this, but his hands carefully folded the banner into a square and put it in the top shelf of the chest of drawers.

Li Mingyuan loosened his collar and said, "Uncle Wang and the others insisted on sending it. The demolition compensation arrived yesterday, and it's two thousand yuan more than originally expected."

He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Director Wang has been expelled from the Party and dismissed from public office. The Discipline Inspection Commission found out he falsely reported three resettlement housing units."

Li Jianghai hummed a sound. The westward sunlight filtered through the window lattice, carving a grid of alternating light and dark patterns on the old silk banner.

When he was showing off this flag everywhere three months ago, how could he have imagined that it would involve so many things?

"It's time for dinner!" Li Guifang called from the kitchen. She had specially fried bacon today, and the aroma of oil mixed with the spicy flavor of garlic sprouts filled the yard.

At the dinner table, Li Mingyuan talked about the relocation of Xinguang Street and asked the two people

"Next month, there will be a lottery for resettlement housing on Xinguang Street. Would you like to go and take a look?"

Li Jianghai shook his head like a rattle.

After dinner, Li Jianghai took a stool and sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air.

Li Mingyuan came out after washing the dishes to find his father staring blankly at the new banner. "Dad," he handed him a cup of strong tea, "next month the neighborhood committee is electing resident representatives..."

"No!" Li Jianghai said firmly, pointing to the chest of drawers, "Don't even hang that thing out."

The tea was very hot, and he blew on it for a long time before he dared to take a sip.

This matter has finally come to an end. If he meddles in other people's business again, I will wash his hair upside down!