Siheyuan: The Rebirth of the Silly Pillar in the 50s

Yan Bugui walked over angrily, unplugged the radio cord without saying a word, and carried it away.

The movements were so smooth that the neighbors were stunned.

By the time they reacted, Yan Bugui had already walked far away.

"Hey! Lao Yan, what are you doing?"

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, so the neighbors rushed to the front to stop Yan Bugui.

He Daqing also stood up.

He Yuzhu was watching the show.

He wanted to see what Yan Bugui wanted to do.

"What are you doing? I won't let you listen, so why would you steal it? The radio I bought with money, you can take it away as soon as you tell me. Believe it or not, I'm going to call the police!"

"Believe it or not, I called the police?"

He Yuzhu smiled.

Co-author Yan Bugui misunderstood.

"You stole my radio and you had the nerve to call the police? What? Catch the thief? Are you guilty of being a thief?"

Yan Bugui is still angry.

When you open your mouth and speak, you become stinky.

He Daqing explained helplessly: "Old Yan, you misunderstood. This radio belongs to our family. Our family just bought it."

"Why are you talking so much to him?"

He Yuzhu snorted coldly and said: "Let him take it. Now he is snatching our radio directly in front of such witnesses. The crime of robbery is serious. Let's just call the police!"

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look.

Because my radio is second-hand, there is an obvious scratch on the surface.

This radio is new...

He was a little embarrassed. Could it be that there was a misunderstanding?

But Yan Bugui was still worried about not making any money just now, so he could only grit his teeth and said: "When others buy radios, you also buy radios. Isn't this following others' example?"

"Which law stipulates that we can't buy the things you bought expensively?"

He Yuzhu shook his head and said: "This is a new one, don't damage it. Put it back for me, the neighbors will still listen!"

"See if you're not following me. He's telling you, how much does he want you to pay for the tickets?"

Yan Bugui asked.

"What's the ticket price? Zhuzhu will give it to us for free!"

"And we can hear whatever we want!"

“Listen as loud as you want!”

"You think it's you! Souchou! You're looking for money!"

The neighbors were agitated, talking and physically attacking.

Yan Bugui was speechless for a moment.

for free?

Give it to others for free?

Isn't this stupid?

If you listen to your family members, the electricity bill will not be calculated.

For outsiders, how much does this electricity bill cost?

But he also thought that since it was free of charge, he could listen as loud as he wanted.

Then there is no need to turn on the radio in his house, just listen to He Yuzhu here.

Thinking of this, he plugged in the radio without saying anything, then found an empty seat and sat down in front of the neighbors.

"Uncle Yan, what are you..."

He Yuzhu was stunned by his operation.

Yan Bugui said innocently: "I listen to the radio!"

"Oh, please pay for the tickets. Twenty thousand."

He Yuzhu stretched out two fingers.

Yan Bugui was so frightened that he jumped up.

"How many?!"

"Twenty thousand!"

"Didn't you say it would be free for everyone to listen to?"

"Ah. I'll let anyone in my neighborhood listen to it for free, but you have to pay a ticket to listen to it. It's [-] per time. It's the same for anyone in your family who comes to listen."

"Why?"

"You invented the idea of ​​raising tickets! Why do you ask me? Why don't you ask yourself!"

He Yuzhu just finished speaking.

There was a burst of sighs all around.

"Old Yan, this is your own fault!"

"Zhuzhu is treating him in his own way."

"You are so educated, you don't even understand these allusions, right?"

"If you want to listen, you'd better go home and listen!"

"Who doesn't know yet, whether your own family listens to it or not, those who listen to Zhuzhu just want to take advantage of others!"

"For such a big man, you are thicker-skinned than the Ming City Wall!"

Yan Bugui's face turned red instantly when he faced the ridicule from his neighbors.

He left the scene as if fleeing.

The neighbors booed him when he turned around.

This time the old face was really lost.

Seeing that Yan Bugui had left, He Yuzhu continued to play the radio as loud as he could, beckoning everyone to take their seats.

"Let's continue listening! If you want to change the channel, let's vote by a show of hands! The minority obeys the majority!"

"okay!"

The neighbors cheered.

Peking Opera was playing on the radio, one after another, wonderful.

It seems comfortable, and no one wants to move their buttocks.

The man greeted the woman, and the woman greeted the child, saying that she would go home and take some to chew.

He Daqing and his family have the habit of drinking tea, so they might as well get some tea.

Everyone sat together, listening to the play, drinking tea and eating.

When you hear something wonderful, you might laugh out loud or clap your hands...

It was joyful and peaceful.

Yan Bugui went home sulking, and Yang Ruihua picked up his radio and said, "Old Yan, your radio is here!"

"I know!"

Yan Bugui responded angrily and sat down again.

"What's wrong? Are you so angry?"

"Forget it!"

Yan Bugui refused to say a word.

He couldn't figure it out.

Although my radio is not as good as He Yuzhu’s.

But the content is the same.

Why can't I charge myself?

Isn’t it human nature to charge oneself because you don’t want to suffer a loss?

Don’t these neighbors even understand this little bit of human kindness?

The sound of the Peking Opera outside was playing loudly. Yang Ruihua stood at the door and listened. She did not take into account Yan Bugui's mood and turned to discuss: "Don't tell me, the new sound quality bought by He Yuzhu is better than ours. Loud!"

"If you think someone else's is good, then go grab it or steal it!"

Yan Bu kicked the stool down with his noble kick!

"What are you doing!"

Yang Ruihua held up the stool and felt that Yan Bugui was simply baffled.

At this time, the sound of the radio outside also stopped.

Everyone was noisily preparing to leave.

"Zhuzi, thank you very much today!"

"These are our thoughts, you must accept them."

"Oh, you..."

He Yuzhu resisted, and the neighbors gave them all the chews they brought, and even asked their children to go home to get new ones.

There are peanut and melon seed candies, and there are also cigarettes.

"Take it, Pillar."

"We certainly can't listen to you in vain."

"We want to listen to it next time. If you don't accept it, we will be embarrassed to listen to it again."

"Okay, okay. I'll keep it then. When we have time in the future, we'll organize everyone to come to the middle courtyard to listen to the radio, okay?"

"it is good!"

Yang Ruihua was so angry when he saw piles of neighbors stuffing delicious food into He Yuzhu's hands.

"Ah, they are not happy with those who charge a fee. They will give away things if they are free. Who are these people! They know how to take advantage of others! If we listen to the radio from now on, the door will be shut tightly. Don’t let them get it for free!”