Comfortable life in Siheyuan

At noon on New Year's Eve, the sun was shining brightly, and every household was immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere. Other courtyards had already decorated with lights and colors, happily welcoming the arrival of the Year of the Dragon. However, our courtyard was different. Just after lunch, a large group of people gathered in the middle courtyard and held a unique meeting of the whole courtyard.

Surprisingly, the scale of this meeting was unprecedentedly large, with more than a hundred people from the front, middle, and back courtyards! Everyone sat together with serious expressions, as if they had something important to discuss.

Yi Zhonghai stood up, cleared his throat and said: "Today is New Year's Eve. Everyone should be happily writing couplets, hanging lanterns, and celebrating the New Year joyfully." When Yan Bugui heard Yi Zhonghai talking about writing Spring Festival couplets, he instantly felt upset.

The first uncle paused for a moment and continued, "But just this morning, someone splashed a pool of urine in front of the third uncle's house! Old Yan fell and now he is in pain all over. The doctor said he needs to stay in bed for a week. What kind of thing is this? You are making the third uncle spend the New Year in bed. To put it mildly, this behavior is simply a lack of education and a lack of public morality; to put it seriously, it is intentional murder! He might even go to jail!"

He became more and more angry as he spoke, and his tone became more and more severe in the end.

Seeing this, the second uncle Liu Haizhong at the side immediately agreed, "That's right! Who is the evil person who did this? Come out and admit it quickly, or we will find out. Then it won't end so well! We can't just let this go, we must punish him severely!"

Qin Huairu, who was standing in the bustling crowd, was suddenly shocked. She quickly turned her head and her eyes fell on her son Banggeng.

At this moment, Sha Zhu shouted at the top of his voice: "Uncle, are you going to write the Spring Festival couplets this year?" His sudden question was like a sharp blade, stabbing Yan Bugui fiercely. The people who were originally watching around suddenly burst into laughter.

Yan Bugui was obviously caught off guard, but he still replied calmly: "I can write, I can write! My hand is not injured." After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh inwardly, well, this really is a man who values ​​money over life!

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai, who was standing by, felt pity for him and kindly advised him, "Old Yan, don't hold on any longer, just take a good rest." However, Yan Bugui didn't appreciate it and said stubbornly, "It's okay, I can still hold on." Before he finished speaking, he tried to move his body and stand up. As soon as he moved, he touched something and the corner of his mouth began to twitch violently again. Seeing this, everyone in the yard burst into laughter again.

At this moment, a man walked in from the hanging flower gate in the middle courtyard, holding a package in his hand. "Hey, what's going on? I just came back home, and you guys are making such a fuss!" The man was He Daqing, who squinted his eyes and teased while speaking.

"Dad, why did you come back without saying a word? We can go pick you up." Tian Xiuyun took two steps at a time and snatched the bag from her father-in-law's hand.

"Hey, I just missed my child! I came back without saying goodbye." He Daqing said with a smile on his face.

"Old He, don't be in a hurry to welcome you back. Take care of my business! I still have to write couplets for everyone later!" Yan Bugui couldn't wait to interrupt the He family's reminiscing.

"Come on, Dad, sit here with me." He Yushui was overjoyed and pushed his father into his seat.

"Okay, Old Yan, you guys continue!" He Daqing said happily.

"That's where we were just now. Oh! By the way, whoever did it should admit it now, otherwise we will call the police!" The third uncle said hurriedly.

Everyone in the yard looked at each other, and no one stood up.

"Old Yan, this isn't your kid who was too lazy to pee at the door at night," Yi Zhonghai asked tentatively.

"Absolutely impossible! My child has always been well-behaved and sensible, how could he do such a vulgar thing? Our Yan family has been a scholarly family for generations, and everyone is well-educated and well-educated." Yan Bugui argued righteously, with no shame on his face.

Seeing this, Xu Damao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a teasing smile: "That's hard to say, maybe he was drowsy when he was sleeping at night, and couldn't find the toilet for a while, so he just stood at the door to solve it?"

Hearing this, the third uncle couldn't help but waver. After all, this kind of thing is not completely impossible. If it is really his own child who made a mistake in a daze while sleeping, in the end he got nothing and also missed the time to buy the melon seeds and peanuts for writing Spring Festival couplets. That would be a loss.

So, after careful consideration, the third uncle decided to take a conciliatory attitude. He lowered his voice and said to the first uncle: "Old Yi, let's forget about it this time. You can help remind others to pay more attention to this issue in the future. Also, ask the person who wrote the couplet to bring the red paper to me."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Bugui, feeling helpless. He really couldn't complain about Yan Bugui. He could only sigh silently and nod in agreement.

"Uncle San has decided not to pursue this matter, but this is a lesson. You must not do this again in the future. Today will be a warning to everyone. In addition, after the meeting, those who want to write couplets should come to the central courtyard, bring red paper, and ask Uncle San to write for them." After saying this, Yi Zhonghai got up and went back to the house.

Everyone in the yard slowly dispersed. Qin Huairu pulled Banggeng back home and immediately changed her expression.

"Bang Geng, is the puddle of urine in front of Uncle Third's house your 'masterpiece'? Tell me honestly, what did you do after you got up yesterday?" Qin Huairu looked around and asked in a low voice for fear of being heard.

"Huai Ru, what's wrong with you? Our Bang Geng is a good boy, how could he do such a thing?" Seeing this, Jia Zhang immediately came over and protected her grandson behind her.

"Mom, you don't know, last night, your precious grandson didn't sleep late at night and got up and acted sneaky. Now I finally know what he was doing!" Qin Huairu was so angry that her chest kept heaving, and she was obviously very angry.

"Mom, I did it. Last time, it was that stingy old Yan who blackmailed my sister and found out about it. Our family even had to pay compensation. I did this because I was so angry." Bang Geng shrank his neck and muttered like a mosquito.

Several people in the room looked at Bang Geng helplessly and shook their heads.

"Banggeng, don't do this again in the future. Do you hear me? You have to be a good child. You all have to keep today's incident to yourself and don't tell anyone. Our family really can't afford the money to compensate." Qin Huairu warned the three children with a worried look in her eyes.