Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

As soon as he came out, he saw a lot of people gathered not far from the Zhang family's door, including the third uncle's family, the extremely good young widow of the Jia family, and others.

Lin Beijun frowned. He didn't like the feeling of being watched and pointed at for no reason.

He couldn't help but asked with a somewhat cold face, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui quickly put down the kettle, wiped his hands on his clothes, walked over with a smile, and said, "Well, Xiaojun, you see, we have compensated you and apologized to you, so the matter is over, right?"

Lin Beijun looked at him with some confusion and nodded, "Didn't I say yesterday that the matter was over? Why are you asking again? Okay, then I will tell you all one last time that it's over and don't mention it again in the future."

"Hehe, that's good, that's good."

When Yan Bugui heard this, he was so happy that his face was covered with wrinkles from smiling.

Lin Beijun and the other two wanted to bypass Yan Bugui and go home, but Yan Bugui stopped them, "Hey, wait a minute, Xiaojun."

"Do you have anything else?"

Lin Beijun was a little unhappy. Didn't he already talk about it? Why wasn't it over yet?

"Well, Xiaojun, you may not know about the gate of our yard. You see, there are more than 20 households and more than a hundred people in our yard. The gate must be opened and closed at regular intervals every morning and evening. This is also for the convenience of neighbors to go out and the safety of the yard. My family lives in the front yard, closest to the gate, so this responsibility falls on me. After all, I am also the manager of the yard, right?"

Yan Bugui paused for a moment, and seeing that Lin Beijun had no awareness, he could only continue, "Look, all year round, there is not a single day that I, Third Uncle, fail to open and close the door on time. Even if I go to bed, if a neighbor comes home late, I will get up to open the door for him. This is not a credit, but it is hard work, don't you think?"

Lin Beijun couldn't help but be speechless. What did he take it for granted? Wasn't it just a gate fee?

With Yan Bugui's personality, how could he get up early and work late every day to open and close the doors on time for free?

Thinking that this job is indeed hard, Lin Beijun nodded and said, "Of course, Third Uncle, I know what you mean. Then, should the neighbors in our yard give you some hard work money every month, or annually? How much?"

"Haha, yes, that's what Uncle Three meant. The neighbors have discussed this matter and decided that each household will give me 50 cents per year for hard work. Look at your family..."

Wow, my goodness, I was wondering how much it was, and you wasted so much time talking to me over just fifty cents?

But think about it, every family has a hard time, and if you ask for too much, no one will give it to you.

There are about twenty households in the courtyard, and they can earn about ten yuan a year, which is reasonable.

Lin Beijun took out a dollar from his pocket, handed it to Yan Bugui, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Third Master. This is two years' rent. Please keep it."

"Hey, keep it well, I will definitely keep it well."

Yan Bugui took the money and smiled happily. He thought that with Lin Beijun's personality, he would not be able to get the money, and even if he did, he would have to talk a lot. He didn't expect that Lin Beijun would be so easy to talk to this time.

Carefully putting the money into his pocket, Yan Bugui looked at the large and small bags in the hands of Lin Beijun, Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e. The word greed was almost written on his face.

"Xiaojun, I saw you just delivered something to Old Zhang's house? Then are you going to deliver the remaining things to Third Uncle's house? Hey, just give them to me directly. Old lady, why don't you come and pick up the things, Jie Cheng?"

"Sending something to the Zhang family? Why?"

"Well, why else? The Lin family is already on good terms with the Zhang family, so why shouldn't they pay a visit this time?"

"I guess Lin Beijun has returned from military service. He is visiting every household. How can he come to visit empty-handed? Lin Beijun is quite generous. I just saw that he brought a lot of things to the Zhang family."

"Ah? Is that so?"

"So, my family also has a share of these things?"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and grab them! Soon all the stuff will be snatched away by Old Yan's family."

As he spoke, the man walked quickly towards Lin Beijun and the other two.

Yan Bugui took the things in Lin Beijun's hand without asking any questions. The three aunts and Yan Jiecheng behind him rushed over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and snatched the things in Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe's hands.

Even the shameless Xu Damao was stunned. He was not the complete shameless villain. He really did not expect that the Yan family would be so shameless, not to mention the naive Lou Xiaoe.

Lin Beijun got angry all of a sudden, dodged Yan Bugui's hand, and shouted, "What are you doing? What do you want to do? You just came out of the police station, haven't you been in jail long enough?"

"Hey? Hey? What are you doing? Let go, let go."

While protecting his wife, Xu Damao dodged the attacks from the mother and son of the Yan family.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the commotion at the door, Zhang Daming from the Zhang family came out. Seeing the scene, he hurriedly rushed to Lin Beijun and the other two with a broom in his hand, helping to drive away these shameless beasts.

"Yan Laoxi, I haven't said anything yet, and you just came up and robbed me? In the open? I think you haven't been educated enough by the street office and the police station, right?"

Lin Beijun glared at Yan Bugui and scolded him with a stern face.

Yan Bugui, the shameless and calculating Taoist priest, once again refreshed Lin Beijun's perception of his bottom line.

The faces of the third aunt and the eldest son Yan Jiecheng suddenly changed. They turned pale and took several steps back with fear in their eyes.

"Ah? Xiaojun, aren't you going to visit me at my house and bring this to me?"

Yan Bugui pretended to ask with a question mark on his face, if you didn't know what kind of person he was, you would really think you had wronged him.

Lin Beijun was amused. "Visit you? What are you dreaming about, Old Yan? What qualifications do you have for me to visit you? You have been mocking me, slandering me, making me stand in the corner every day, and calling my parents every few days so that you can take the opportunity to scold my parents, my teacher?"

"Or are you taking the lead in emptying my house because you're afraid that my things will break when no one is home?"

"What the hell are you all? You want me to visit you? Give you something? Are you worthy enough? Do you really think you're such a big shot?"

"Uncle Zhang's family has been very kind to my family. When my parents passed away, his family helped. When my father was sent away, Uncle Zhang, who was in poor health, still went to see him off. Brother Damin, who had poor legs and feet, personally carried the coffin to send my father off. What about you? How can you be so embarrassed?"

"Get out of here, I was in a good mood, but you disgusting people ruined it."

Those who wanted to grab things were so embarrassed that they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

As for those who didn't move, they were just watching the fun with glee.

"Well, Junzi, I didn't mean to steal your things. I saw Yan Bugui was trying to steal your things, so I wanted to go over and help you."

A smart one said while standing in the crowd.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, Northern Army, you misunderstood us."

"Ouch~, Xiaojun, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Uncle thought you were giving it to him, don't be angry."

"In the past, Third Uncle was blind and did not fulfill his responsibilities as a teacher, but don't worry, Third Uncle will definitely be a qualified teacher and a responsible uncle in the future. Okay, Xiaojun, you are busy, I will go back first."

After saying that, Yan Bugui walked quickly towards home. It was another embarrassing moment.

After walking a few steps, Yan Bugui stopped, looked back at Lin Beijun, opened his mouth, and seemed to be unsure whether he should say it or not. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice with some shame and injustice, "Actually, when Old Lin left, it wasn't that I didn't see him off, nor did I want to see him off. It was because something happened at school, and two students from my class went swimming in the river and drowned."

After saying this, Yan Bugui left with a dejected look, and this time he left completely.

Lin Beijun curled his lips. He didn’t go and that was it. All explanations were pale and powerless.

"Northern Army brothers."

"Ok?"

Lin Beijun looked over in confusion. The crowd dispersed, but Qin Huairu had not left yet. She stood there timidly looking at him.

"busy?"

Lin Beijun frowned and asked, if he was asked which family in this courtyard he least wanted to deal with and which he hated the most, the Liu Haizhong family would be first, and the Jia family would be second.

The two widows, one old and one young, in the Jia family are not good people.

However, Qin Huairu didn't come up to grab things like the others did, so Lin Beijun didn't get angry.

Seeing that Lin Beijun looked so handsome even with a stern face, Qin Huairu's heart was pounding. She was excited and thrilled, but also a little scared.

But it's fine as long as you pay attention to her, "No, it's okay, I just want to personally apologize to you, my brother from the Northern Army..."

Lin Beijun waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the young widow. "You have already apologized, so there is no need to apologize again. We are all very busy. As long as you don't come to me for trouble in the future, we will not interfere with each other. I will go my way and you go your way."

"Well, okay, Brother Beijun, as long as you receive my kind words, then go and do your work. I won't bother you anymore."

Qin Huairu was a little embarrassed, but she was the most dazzling white lotus in the world after all. The embarrassment only flashed across her face for a moment, and then she walked away with a smile. If you didn't know, you would think that Lin Beijun had said something nice.

What an annoying woman.

"Well, what's going on?"

Seeing that everyone had left, Xu Damao sighed angrily and helplessly.

"Oh, what's the matter? It's just bad people and bad things. Leave them alone. Let's go to Master Liu's house."

Old Liu's house is better than Zhang Daming's, but only to a limited extent. Old Liu and his eldest grandson are not at home, only the youngest granddaughter is at home. Lin Beijun explained something, then put down his things and left under the little girl's wary gaze.

There was no one at Wu Dabao's house, so the things were left inside. These days, it seems that every house in a courtyard house does not lock its door.

Aren’t you afraid of being stolen?

Doesn't this give the Courtyard Thief an opportunity?

Be sure to buy a lock yourself.