Chapter 752 Liu Haizhong's Struggle 6

Chapter 752 Liu Haizhong's Struggle 6

In the courtyard house No. 95, which bears the traces of time, is simple and slightly vicissitudes, there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere on weekdays, as if time has slowed down here. In the morning, the sun shines softly on the ground paved with bluestone slabs, making it mottled; in the afternoon, the elderly will move small stools to sit under the eaves, fanning themselves with cattail leaves, chatting about family matters; in the evening, curling smoke rises slowly from the chimneys of each household, and the air is filled with the aroma of food, which is the taste of home and the smell of fireworks in life.

However, at this moment, the tranquility was ruthlessly broken by a violent storm. The sounds of quarrels and complaints intertwined, one after another, like a pot of boiling water, bubbling, the sound was sharp and harsh, echoing in every corner of the courtyard. The east family's face flushed red, with his hands on his hips, and angrily accused the west family of occupying the corridor, saying that the corridor was originally a public place for everyone, how could it be occupied at will, making it inconvenient for him to go in and out on weekdays; the west family was not to be outdone, staring wide-eyed, shouting and blaming the east family for expanding the house and affecting the lighting of their own house, saying that now they have to turn on the lights in the house in broad daylight, it is dark and damp, not to mention how uncomfortable it is to live in. Because of the house, the originally harmonious relationship between the neighbors suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, as if a little spark could trigger a fierce conflict.

Amidst the commotion, Yi Zhonghai hurried to Liu Ping'an's home. Yi Zhonghai was once a well-known figure in the courtyard. As an elder, his words always carried a certain weight. Whenever there were conflicts or disputes between neighbors, they would ask him to be the judge. When he stood there, he was intimidating without even getting angry, and everyone was willing to listen to him. But now, with the passage of time, his prestige has long since disappeared.

He jogged along, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the back of his clothes was soaked with sweat. As soon as he entered the house, his face was immediately filled with smiles, which were a bit flattering and respectful, just like a child who made a mistake and apologized to an adult. He hunched his body slightly, and his originally straight spine seemed to be bent by the burden of life. He rubbed his hands unconsciously, and his rough palms rubbed against each other, making a slight rustling sound. His eyes were full of expectation, as if he was expecting Liu Ping'an to give him a satisfactory answer and help him solve the problem at hand.

"Ping An, sorry to bother you." Yi Zhonghai spoke carefully, with a hint of restraint in his voice, as if he was afraid that a wrong word would upset Liu Ping An. As he spoke, he secretly observed Liu Ping An's expression, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and uneasiness.

Liu Ping'an was sitting on the sofa, holding his one-year-old son Liu Yuelai in his arms. The little guy was white and chubby, like a little meat ball, and exuded the fragrance of milk. He was looking at Yi Zhonghai curiously with his big round eyes, and his clear eyes were full of innocence. From time to time, he would stretch out his little hands to grab in the air, as if he wanted to grab something that was invisible and intangible, and he was babbling words that no one could understand. He looked so cute. Liu Ping'an gently patted his son's back, the movement was gentle and skillful, his face was filled with a happy smile, and then he smiled and said, "Uncle, what are you talking about? Sit down." The voice was gentle and kind, as if the quarrel outside the house had nothing to do with him, and he was only immersed in this warm family atmosphere.

Yi Zhonghai slowly sat down on the chair next to him, his movements were as cautious as if he was touching a fragile treasure. He only dared to touch half of the edge of the chair with his buttocks, leaning forward slightly, his back straight but a little stiff, as if he was afraid that sitting too firmly would make Liu Ping'an unhappy. He placed his hands on his knees, his fingers tapping unconsciously, the rhythm was chaotic, just like his panic and anxiety at the moment.

He cleared his throat, his voice was deliberately calm, but one could still hear the tension and uneasiness in it: "It's safe, our courtyard has not been peaceful recently. We used to live a peaceful life, but because of the house, everyone quarreled, and the whole courtyard has lost its former harmony. Take the Zhang family and the Li family for example, they used to have a good relationship, but they have quarreled several times over the issue of changing houses. The Zhang family thinks that the Li family's house has a good location and plenty of light, so they want to exchange with the Li family; the Li family thinks that the Zhang family's house is large and the yard is spacious, so they also want to exchange houses. But changing houses is not that easy, it involves When it comes to various details and interests, both sides insist on their own opinions and refuse to give in to each other. Once, the two quarreled so fiercely that they almost came to blows. If the neighbors hadn't separated them in time, who knows what would have happened. There is also the Wang family. They have a large family and the kitchen space is really not enough, so they thought of building a kitchen in their yard. But the location of the kitchen was not suitable, and it blocked the light of the Zhao family. The Zhao family felt that the lighting in their house was not very good, and this made it worse, so they were naturally unhappy. The two families quarreled over this matter. The Zhao family cursed in the yard every day, and the Wang family was not to be outdone. The two sides went back and forth, and the conflict became more and more serious. "

Liu Ping'an frowned slightly, his eyebrows were like two small hills, and his eyes revealed a trace of worry. He gently put down his son Liu Yuelai who was playing happily in his arms, and let his son play on the sofa by himself. The little guy was well-behaved, fiddling with the toys in his hands, and laughing from time to time. Liu Ping'an stood up and walked slowly in the living room, his steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be thinking about the response strategy. After pondering for a moment, he stopped, turned around, looked at Yi Zhonghai firmly, and said, "Uncle, this matter is indeed tricky. The house is where everyone lives and is the warmest harbor in everyone's heart. No one wants to compromise easily. After all, this house carries the life of a family and is related to the comfort and happiness of life. However, it is not a solution to keep making trouble like this. Neighbors see each other every day. If the stalemate continues, the contradiction will become deeper and the relationship will become more and more tense. In the end, no one will have a good time. We must find a way to solve it and restore the Siheyuan to its previous harmonious and harmonious atmosphere."

Yi Zhonghai nodded quickly, his head nodding like a chick pecking at rice, his eyes full of expectation and earnestness: "Yes, Ping An, I just thought that you have a quick mind and can always come up with clever solutions when encountering problems. You are in charge of many things in the factory, you come into contact with many people, and you have a wide range of knowledge. You must have more ideas than us old guys. See if you can give us some ideas to resolve this conflict. If this matter can be resolved satisfactorily, then our courtyard can restore its former tranquility and joy, and everyone can live in harmony."

Liu Ping'an stood up gently, his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid to disturb the treasure in his arms. He carefully placed his son on the exquisite little bed beside him. The little bed was carefully selected by his wife. There were a few cute dolls hanging on the railings around it, swaying gently in the breeze. Liu Ping'an leaned over, carefully pulled over the soft quilt, and gently covered his son. His movements were skillful and full of love. He gently stroked his son's pink little face. The little guy was sleeping soundly, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming. Liu Ping'an looked at his son, his eyes full of tenderness and love, as if at this moment, all the troubles were thrown into the sky.

After everything was arranged, Liu Ping'an slowly sat back in his chair. His posture was upright and steady, revealing an innate majesty. He sat up straighter, crossed his hands in front of him, looked at Yi Zhonghai intently, and said seriously: "Uncle, I think we have to make fair and reasonable rules first. This rule is like the Dinghaishenzhen in the courtyard. With it, everyone can do things in a regular way, and there will be fewer conflicts. For example, when it comes to changing houses, both parties must be willing, which is the most basic principle. And it cannot be decided by one party alone. The area, location, lighting and other factors of the house must be fully considered. Think about it, if you only pay attention to the area and ignore the location and lighting, then the house you change to will not be comfortable to live in; if you only consider the location, regardless of the size of the area, it will not be appropriate. Only by considering these factors comprehensively can both parties be satisfied and unnecessary disputes can be avoided. If someone wants to build something in the yard, whether it is a kitchen, a carport or something else, they must first seek the consent of other neighbors. After all, this yard is shared by everyone, and you can't just seek your own convenience without considering the feelings of others. If everyone only considers themselves, then won't the yard be a mess?"

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes, which had been somewhat dim, suddenly brightened up, as if he had seen a bright light in the darkness. He leaned forward slightly, resting his hands on his knees, his eyes full of surprise and expectation: "Ping An, your idea is great! If this rule can be set, our courtyard will be much more orderly in the future. But how do we set this rule? Everyone has different ideas, and everyone has their own little calculations. It's not easy to reach a consensus. Some people may only think about taking advantage of themselves, and some people may not agree with certain rules. What should we do?"

Liu Pingan smiled, and that smile was like the sunshine in spring, warm and full of confidence. He waved his hand gently and said, "Uncle, we can hold a meeting of the whole courtyard and call everyone together. At that time, list the rules one by one, just like setting up a stall, and spread each rule in front of everyone so that everyone can see it clearly and understand it. Then everyone will discuss it together. If anyone has different opinions, they can raise them. We can't be afraid of trouble or arguments. Only by putting all the problems on the table and discussing and revising them together can we formulate truly fair and reasonable rules that everyone agrees on. As long as it is for the good of everyone and for the harmony and stability of the courtyard, I believe everyone can reach a consensus in the end. After all, who doesn't want to live in a harmonious and peaceful environment?"

Yi Zhonghai slapped his thigh, the sound was clear and loud, as if he was cheering for Liu Ping'an's idea. He said excitedly: "Okay! Let's do as you say. Ping'an, I'll have to trouble you to explain it to everyone at the meeting. Your words carry weight, and everyone is willing to listen. You manage so many people in the factory, you must have a way of handling things. With you here, the rules will definitely be set, and our courtyard will be peaceful in the future."

Liu Pingan nodded: "No problem, uncle. However, we must also be mentally prepared. This process will definitely not be smooth sailing, and there will definitely be some opposition."

Soon, the day of the general meeting of the courtyard arrived. The courtyard was bustling with activity, and everyone sat in the middle of the courtyard, talking to each other. Yi Zhonghai stood in the middle, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Dear neighbors, we have gathered everyone here today to solve the problem of the house in our courtyard. Recently, everyone is unhappy because of the house, and we have to think of a way to solve this problem. Ping An has an idea, so let him tell everyone about it."

Liu Pingan stood up, looked around at everyone, and said, "My uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, houses are an important part of our lives. It is normal for everyone to have ideas and demands for houses. But we are all neighbors, and we see each other every day. If we continue to make trouble like this, it will not only hurt the harmony, but also affect the harmonious atmosphere of our courtyard. So, I suggest that we formulate some rules to regulate matters related to houses."

Then, Liu Pingan recited the rules that he and Yi Zhonghai had discussed one by one. As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd exploded.

"This rule is unreasonable! The location of my house is not good to begin with, and I have to consider so many factors when I want to move to another house. Am I not at a disadvantage?" Lao Zhang was the first to jump out to object.

"That's right, what's wrong with building a side house in my own yard? It doesn't affect other people's walking." Lao Wang also agreed.

Liu Ping'an was not in a hurry. He patiently explained, "Uncle Zhang, we make rules for fairness and justice. If we only consider the interests of your family, it will be unfair to other neighbors. Uncle Wang, although you built a side room in the yard, it does not affect walking, but it affects the lighting, and the lives of other neighbors will also be affected. We have to consider the entire courtyard, not just for our own convenience."

After listening to Liu Ping'an's explanation, although some people were still not happy, they could not say anything. At this time, Old Li, who had been silent, stood up and said, "I think Ping'an is right. We are all neighbors and cannot just think about ourselves. Although these rules may not be beneficial to some people, in the long run, they will benefit our entire courtyard. I agree to follow these rules."