In the summer evenings, everyone finishes their meals early and gathers downstairs to chat. When they see that there are not many people around, they go to the bathroom to take a shower. At 9 o'clock, the crowd will disperse. It has been popularized on the bulletin board in the factory that children should generally go to bed before 9 o'clock. Children are precious nowadays, so parents pay special attention to it.

So when Wang Hua went home angrily, the crowd downstairs had just dispersed for a while, and the corridor became a little lively. Some children stayed at their friends' homes and didn't want to go home, some were visiting, and some were carrying basins of water to wash clothes and take a bath.

They had discussed it after the broadcast, and the specific content was predictable. However, because Wang Hua grew up under the watch of many people in the compound, many people at most scolded Wan Zhenzhen for being a bad person and running away when things got in trouble. The rest were just jealous. Who made them occupy two of the four "little heroes" whose names appeared on the radio? And Qian Qing, who was "brave enough to lend a hand" and whose name was not mentioned but everyone knew who she was, was also in this building.

Xue Dabao's mother waved her hands modestly, "Oh, it's not worth it for the factory to praise him so much. His teacher even gave him a notebook. This naughty boy got such a big reward. It will be hard to control him in the future. But we usually teach him to help others. It's just a small effort, just to help out."

As she said this, the smile lines at the corners of her eyes disappeared, and her whole body was filled with happiness.

Xu Sijin's mother is different from Xue Dabao's mother in that she is more "graceful" and at this moment she is bragging to another group of women.

"Our Sijin is like me in this aspect of enthusiasm! When he was two years old, he would step over to help a fallen bicycle on the roadside. Today at noon, he came home late from school and I wanted to punish him, but when he said he was helping others, I gave him two yuan as pocket money! Children who excel should be praised! When our Sijin was in the first grade, it happened once. He came home late at night and went to help his family pick up a bicycle. He said that his father wanted to put a seat on the back of the bicycle, but there was no bicycle at home..."

"Our Dabao..."

"We are thinking about moving forward..."

"Our Dabao..."

"We are thinking about moving forward..."

The two mothers are simply the brightest new stars in the crowd!

The parents nearby were envious and jealous, wishing they could go back and slap their naughty kids. Look at him, he's only in the fourth grade and his name has been on the radio!

Looking at my own family, they do nothing but eat and run around. I don’t know when they can start to be proud of themselves.

The father of the two children ignored the women's conversation, shrugged, and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

"Hey, Lao Xue, Lao Xu, you are really capable. It's great to have a promising kid. He's only a few years old and he can already be on the radio."

The two looked at each other, and could see the light that instantly flashed in each other's eyes.

Here it comes, the chance to show off is here.

"Don't exaggerate. This kid is so naughty that his mom can't control him. He just runs around all day and is so hard to control. If I hadn't talked to him every day after get off work, he would have grown crooked. If this little tree is not pruned and straightened, it will grow tall. He did a good job today. I had already taught him a lesson at noon. He should be less arrogant and impatient and take one step further."

"Yes, that's what I told my son Si Jin. This child is just like me, warm-hearted! I taught him a long time ago to help the elderly and the young, but I saw him bend his ears back and thought he didn't hear me. Now it seems it's effective! It takes a lot of effort to teach a child. If you say it too harshly, he won't listen, and if you say it too gently, he won't care. It's difficult!"

…

The two fathers seem to be talking and sighing, but they are actually pretending to be cool.

Those who don’t have children can listen to this, but how can those who have children not know what kind of man he is?

These two are so pretentious that it gives me a headache.

But who made the children proud? Life in the compound is relatively peaceful. Usually the names on the radio are related to work. This is the first time that the names of several children have been read on the radio. Aren’t they proud?

Damn it, I have to beat up my own brat when I get home. We are from the same school and grade. Why can everyone else help, but you are the only one who can only squeeze in and buy popsicles?

Popsicle popsicle, you look like a popsicle to me!

Just when everyone was having a great time, suddenly there were loud noises coming from downstairs.

"What's the matter?"

"Is it thundering?"

"Hey, why is that kid from the Wang family smashing cars outside?"

"It looks like the thing that was smashed was a tricycle? Could it be Qian Qing's car?"

"Hurry up and call a few men to go down and take a look. Why does Huazi look like he's crazy?"

His wife stole Qian Qing's business, and it was Qian Qing who cleaned up the mess. No matter what he said, he couldn't smash someone's tricycle! And the children who came back at noon said that if Qian Qing hadn't acted decisively at noon to control the situation, there might have been more people suffering from heat stroke.

Qian Qing herself didn't know that the child she helped had allowed her to integrate into this tube-shaped building without any pain. Most of the people living in this building were young couples, and naturally many of them had children. Now they had no prejudice against Qian Qing as an individual household.

A self-employed person is a self-employed person, and Qian Qing is Qian Qing.

Even if Qian Qing made "capitalist" money, she is still a good comrade.

Could they just sit there and watch someone smash their comrades’ tricycles?

That is definitely not possible.

Several men went downstairs to the carport. The closer they got, the louder they could hear the clanging noise, which was so deafening that it almost burst their eardrums.

Fortunately, they saw Qian Qing's tricycle was still in its usual place, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Hao is not talkative but he is not a petty person. He would lend a hand whenever anyone in the compound had problems. Although the men in the building think that Zhou Hao looks "sissy", they do not have any bad feelings towards him.

Zhou Hao is not at home now, and Qian Qing has just helped to do a good thing. No one can stand by and watch Wang Hua bully a woman like her.

Hey, Wang Hua didn’t smash Qian Qing’s car, so what was he smashing?

Someone nearby whispered, "…He smashed his own tricycle, right? I saw his wife come over and ride away with a tricycle this morning. It must be a new one she bought."

The men who came down and were about to arrest the person fell silent.

What's going on? Why did you smash your own tricycle for no reason? Didn't you buy it with money?

There was an older man who grew up in the same compound as Wang Hua. He sighed and walked over to persuade and pull Wang Hua.

"Hua Zi! Don't be so angry. This thing is fine, why are you taking it out on it? After all, you spent money to buy it, what will you do if it breaks?"

Having said that, the tricycle broke down a long time ago.

Wang Hua used all his strength, almost like he was treating an enemy, to smash the edge of the tricycle until it was deformed. Two wheels fell off, one was bent, and the steel ball in the middle of the other was knocked out. The handlebar was also broken by the wrench, and the spring inside the seat was also smashed out and was shaking.

Wang Hua's eyes were red, and he could hardly hear anything. If Wan Zhenzhen was in front of him, he would probably rush over with a wrench. In his heart, he hated Wan Zhenzhen, and he also hated himself.

Why did he ask his mother for money yesterday? This is what he got in return! When his father passed away, the whole oil field was informed of the death on the radio, but he was lucky enough that his wife was on the radio first, causing people to point fingers at her.

The man winked, and several people nearby came up to pull Wang Hua and persuade him one by one.

"It's not a big deal. Women are short-sighted. Just go back and discipline her. Don't get so angry."

"No need, no need, Huazi, if you're mad at your wife, don't take it out on her."

Wang Hua asked someone to persuade him to let go. His whole body was limp after his rage. He held back the tears in his eyes and sat down on the ground.

He didn't want to be laughed at, and wanted to be envied like Zhou Hao. When Zhou Hao first joined the factory, he wasn't even a maintenance worker, just a well patroller, and he couldn't get a house. Later, within half a year, Zhou Hao joined the maintenance team, and then he got better and better. Now he has married one of the most beautiful wives in the factory, and his wife can make money and is a good person.

In contrast, he didn't win in work, didn't win in house, and even his wife was beaten into the mud by him.

When he was angry today, he really wanted to smash Qian Qing's tricycle, but he barely held back and hated Wan Zhenzhen again. It was all her fault, it was all her fault, it was all the fault of this tricycle! It was all Wan Zhenzhen's fault!

As long as he smashed this tricycle, everything could go back to yesterday, back to the time when Wan Zhenzhen was not criticized on the radio. He would definitely keep a close eye on Wan Zhenzhen and not let her go anywhere. He would just let her stay at home and not go out to embarrass him.

Several men held Wang Hua and sent him home. Mrs. Wang had poor legs and feet and it was inconvenient for her to go downstairs. She was now clinging to the window in the corridor and crying.

The remaining men helped Wang Hua put the wreckage of the tricycle away.

I felt a chill in my heart.

I got so angry that I smashed over a hundred dollars worth of stuff. Look at these parts and tires. I really put a lot of effort into them.

It seems I need to talk to my wife and mother and ask them to stay away from this family from now on.