Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

"Haha, Yan Bugui, you called me a non-human, but then are you a human? Are you a good person?"

"You are so annoying that everyone hates you. Everyone in the yard avoids you as if you were the plague god. You always ask questions about what someone buys. You always grab some. Everyone is fed up with you, don't you know?"

"It's fine if you're calculating your neighbors, but you're calculating even your own family members. You calculate the time to light the lamp every day, and you calculate how many pickles each person has for each meal. You even charge your own son 20 cents for riding the family bicycle. You're really calculating."

Since Yan Bugui has already said that, Liu Haizhong simply stopped pretending. Isn't it just hurting each other? Come on? Who is afraid of who?

At this point, the neighbors in the courtyard nodded in agreement. Liu Haizhong's words obviously touched everyone's heart. And the two boys of the Yan family, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang, looked at Liu Haizhong as if he had met a close friend.

"I didn't expect that Second Uncle really understood me! He knew how difficult it had been for me these years."

"Summer insects can't talk about ice, what do you know? As the saying goes, 'If you don't plan well, you won't be poor.' There are seven people in my family! And I'm the only one who works and earns money. My monthly salary is only 27.5 yuan. If I don't plan carefully and save money everywhere, how can my family survive?"

Yan Bugui said this in a heavy tone, his eyes full of helplessness and worry, as if he was a little breathless because of the burden of the entire family on his shoulders.

The neighbors couldn't help but look at him with some sympathy. Yes, there are seven people in the family and they only get that little salary a month. If they don't save money, will the whole family starve?

Liu Haizhong laughed and said disdainfully, "Yan Bugui, stop crying poor to me. Others may not know you, but I do. Although you only make 27.5 yuan a month, that's just your basic salary. You've been a teacher for so many years, and you get a subsidy every month, at least 8 or 10 yuan a month, right? And you always ask students' parents to send you things, so you make more than 45 yuan a month, right?"

"You, you, you are talking nonsense about bangs, I don't have any."

Yan Bugui's face turned green instantly, and he was even more confused at this time. Did Liu Haizhong follow him? How did he know so many of his secrets? If he reported him, wouldn't he be doomed?

However, he did not notice that his wife behind him was pale, gritting her teeth nervously, and clutching the corner of her clothes tightly, obviously having some unspeakable secret.

"Oh, no? Don't act so noble with me. Besides, how can your family be from a poor peasant family? Can you read? Can you be a teacher? Your family used to be a small business owner, with a family background. If your family was really poor, where did you get the money to buy the first bicycle in our courtyard?"

"Besides, all seven of you have city hukou, so you don't need to worry about your money, so don't cry poor to everyone here!"

"What? Uncle Sanye is not from a poor peasant family?"

Wow! Liu Haizhong's words completely overturned people's previous perception of the third uncle Yan Bugui. It turned out that this nobleness was all pretended?

Lin Beijun in the crowd was almost laughing like crazy. He really didn't expect that this scene would be so exciting. Fortunately, he suddenly changed his route and returned to the Siheyuan, otherwise he would have missed it.

"Okay Liu Haizhong, stop talking nonsense here. If you continue to make trouble, do you believe that I will go to the street office and the police station to see if they can punish you?"

Yi Zhonghai couldn't bear to watch it anymore and thought to himself: "This old Liu is really crazy, he just blurts out all sorts of things. If I let him continue, who knows what he will say."

When he heard the words "street" and "police station", Liu Haizhong's face really changed. He was scared to death about his son being shot, and he would be afraid of the police for the rest of his life.

"Yi, Yi Zhonghai, stop scaring me. I am right, so why should I be afraid? If you have the guts, go ahead and yell. Do you think I'm scared or not?"

Liu Haizhong swallowed and said in a weak voice, obviously lacking in confidence.

Seeing that Liu Haizhong was afraid, Yi Zhonghai also breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Liu Haizhong would really give up and do nothing, which would be really difficult to deal with.

"Okay, Lao Liu, I know how you feel right now. The pain of losing your son has made you lose your mind. Can't Lao Yan and I apologize to you? Let's not make a scene here and make a fool of ourselves."

Liu Haizhong didn't say anything, knowing that Yi Zhonghai was giving him a way out, and was considering whether to stop.

Lin Beijun in the crowd couldn't sit still. If the three families were to reconcile, wouldn't his previous efforts be in vain? Wouldn't there be more enemies at this stage?

"Liu Haizhong, you are making a scene here, aren't you? You are acting like a scoundrel. Come with me to the security department!"

Lin Beijun shouted, took out handcuffs, and walked towards Liu Haizhong.

"Ouch, my legs are numb."

Seeing Lin Beijun suddenly coming back, the protagonists were stunned. They obviously didn't expect him to show up. Liu Haizhong was so scared that he stood up and wanted to run home. However, he sat cross-legged on the ground for a long time and when he stood up, he felt dizzy. It was lucky that he didn't faint, let alone run.

"Lin Beijun, what do you want to do? Someone is hitting someone, someone is hitting someone, help me."

Second Aunt and Liu Guangfu were also frightened. Seeing Lin Beijun getting closer and closer, they started howling desperately at the top of their lungs.

Lin Beijun sneered and ignored their howling: "What do you mean by beating people? There are so many people watching here. I am the head of the security department of the steel rolling mill. What's wrong with enforcing the law in the factory family quarters? Be careful or I will sue you for defamation!"

As he spoke, Lin Beijun had already handcuffed Liu Haizhong without any hesitation. Seeing that he was about to shout, he took out a piece of rag from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. Let's see how he can shout this time.

Then he took out two handcuffs and two pieces of glass cloth, and used the same method to control the second aunt and Liu Guangfu.

"Uncle No. 1 and Uncle No. 3, are you all right? Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let anyone in the hospital get hurt. It was you who asked that kid Liu Jianqiang to come to the factory to report the case to me, right? Fortunately, I arrived not too late."

"Okay, since I've caught Liu Haizhong's gang, I'll take them back to the security department first. Let's go, uncle one, uncle three."

"Hey, okay."

Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui responded subconsciously.

By the time Lin Beijun led the Liu family's three members out of the courtyard, people had not yet come to their senses.

"Old, Old Yi, what's going on?"

Yan Bugui was still a little confused. Yi Zhonghai looked at him speechlessly and thought, "What else could it be? We were all tricked by that little fox Lin Beijun. Will the Liu family hate him to death this time?"

"What else can I do? Didn't you hear Xiaojun say that I asked Liu Jianqiang, the eldest grandson of the Liu family, to report the case to the factory security department. Otherwise, do you want to be pestered by that scoundrel Liu Haizhong? Haven't you been scolded enough by him?"

Hearing this, he recalled how Liu Haizhong had just been exposing his past, and his face darkened: "I think this Old Liu is really crazy! He has no control over his words at all."

After saying that, he looked at Yi Zhonghai with some admiration, and smiled kindly, "Old Yi, it's you who knows that Liu Hai is most afraid of Lin Beijun. When Xiaojun comes, his family members dare not say a word."

Although he had Liu Haizhong as his enemy, he also had Yan Bugui as his ally. Yi Zhonghai didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"Go home and get five pounds of corn flour."

Yi Zhonghai turned around and said something to the middle-aged lady standing at the door. The middle-aged lady nodded and went home to get something.

Yi Zhonghai handed the cloth bag to Liu Jianqiang, smiled kindly and said, "Xiao Qiang, thank you so much, here, take this corn flour."

Liu Jianqiang knew it clearly. How could Yi Zhonghai ask him to report a crime? It was clearly his brother Beijun who asked Yi Zhonghai to give him something. He happily took the noodles, bowed politely to Yi Zhonghai, and said, "Thank you, uncle. This is what I should do. Xiaowei, why don't you thank me, uncle?"

When the younger sister heard what her brother said, she smiled sweetly at Yi Zhonghai. Her tender little face was as cute as a flower: "Thank you, uncle."

Yi Zhonghai felt dazed for a moment, looking at the cute and well-behaved Liu Jianqiang and Liu Weiwei, he felt as if he had seen his own son and daughter. He couldn't stop smiling. He gently touched Liu Jianqiang's head, then touched Liu Weiwei's braid, and liked them more and more no matter how he looked at them.

"Hey, you're so good." Yi Zhonghai reached into his pocket again, took out two yuan, handed it over, and said, "Here, good boy, this is from the uncle for you, one yuan each, go buy some delicious food."

"Thank you, uncle." The two said in unison, then bowed to Yi Zhonghai again, held hands, and went home happily.

Yan Bugui, who was standing by, was extremely annoyed. He almost popped his eyes out when he saw the cornmeal and a dollar in Liu Jianqiang's hand. He regretted it so much that he said, "Oh, why was I so stupid? If I had known earlier, I would have asked Jie Cheng to report the case to the security department. In that case, wouldn't the cornmeal and the money be mine?"

Yan Bugui left in a depressed mood, and the other neighbors also dispersed.

"Old Yi, a family with no descendants, has money and food, but he doesn't care about helping us widows and orphans. Why did he send those two ungrateful little wolves to Liu Polan's house? Can those two little ungrateful little wolves take care of him in his old age like my Bang Geng?"

"No, Qin Huairu, you should go and get our money and corn flour back immediately. It's really too much to ask for it from Lao Yi's family again. Qin Huairu, I'm talking to you, why are you in a daze?"

At the gate of Jia's house, Jia Zhang tugged at her dazed daughter-in-law and said with an unhappy look on her face.

Qin Huairu finally reacted, her pretty face flushed, feeling a little guilty. Why was she in a daze? Wasn't it because that damned Lin Beijun had seduced her soul? Whenever she saw him, her heart felt like it was about to fly out, pounding non-stop.