He is not a person at the beginning of the game.

Guo Qinshou looked at Yi Zhonghai, whose acting skills were outstanding, and wondered why this old guy was so stubborn again?

Didn't Lou Xiao'e say that Yi Zhonghai had changed? He had gone crazy!

"Yi Zhonghai, you are a person with no moral integrity, so why don't you show off? Let's not even talk about this!"

"You embezzled the living expenses of the siblings, making their lives so miserable, and you just let it go without saying anything?"

"You can't even manage yourself, yet you're meddling in other people's business. My front door is blocked, so is it wrong for me to throw things?"

Guo Qinshou smiled sinisterly, looking at Yi Zhonghai who was a little embarrassed: "Then, I will put these things at your door. As long as you have no objection, how about it?"

"You're really good at changing the subject. If we don't talk about that, who do you think you are!"

Guo Qinshou didn't even look at Yi Zhonghai, whose face was dark, but turned to look at Yan Bugui, who was wearing glasses.

"Yan Jiecheng said these are yours. If you still want these things, put them somewhere else. If not, throw them away!"

"If you mess with me, I'll get someone to burn your house down!"

Guo Qinshou didn't give the third uncle a chance to speak and kicked away the nearest piece of wood.

"If you have a point, let's talk about it. If you don't have a point, let's fight. Don't let the dogs bite people. It's disgusting!"

Yi Zhonghai was furious when he heard Guo Qinshou making indirect accusations.

If this had happened in the past, he would definitely have said a bunch of nonsense and then released the Siheyuan God of War to physically suppress the opponent.

But it’s no longer possible now. Not to mention the people in the factory, he used to be a little arrogant because of his skills, which leads to his unpopularity now.

Take the compound for example. Although Sha Zhu still talked to him, he no longer obeyed him like before.

Everyone was laughing at him. Without Sha Zhu's intimidation, his moral writings were no longer very effective in the yard.

"Hmph! You will regret this one day!" Yi Zhonghai said angrily, pushed through the crowd and walked towards his home.

Until Yi Zhonghai disappeared, no one came forward to comfort him. As I said before, no one is a fool.

You are a person who can embezzle other people's money. No matter how you look at it, you are not a good person.

Yan Bugui wanted to call him uncle, at least he had his support and could speak with confidence.

"He is such an uncle, why are you leaving now?"

"How can you talk like that, comrade? We have lived here for many years, and the things..."

Guo Qinshou glared and stopped the third uncle from saying anything: "You mean, the previous emperor lived longer, so he shouldn't have stepped down. Do you want to restore the throne?"

"Or do you want to imitate the landlords and occupy the land in front of my house, and then take over all the land there?"

"You are a counter-revolutionary, you want to be the enemy of the people!"

Guo Qinshou is also an expert at playing word games and making accusations.

After a few words, the third uncle was speechless.

"You are a teacher, right? With your level of awareness, I think I should report it to your school when I get a chance. Stop teaching students bad things!" Guo Qinshou said with a hint of threat.

The third uncle just likes to take advantage of small things, and he is just pretending to be noble and concerned about his reputation like some other scholars.

At this moment, he could not care about anything else. He glared at the cowardly Yan Jiecheng and said awkwardly:

"I won't talk nonsense with you. You are too ignorant. Yan Jiecheng, you started this. You are responsible for cleaning it up!"

After saying this, Yan Bugui turned around and left without even the courage to look around.

In fact, Guo Qinshou didn’t really care what happened in the courtyard.

If we analyze it from the root, we are all miserable people. As long as we don't bother each other, we can live our own lives and not interfere with each other.

An old man, forced by the problem of old-age care, and also because of the strong opinion of this era on the extinction of families, likes to occupy the moral high ground.

As the old saying goes, what you lack, you hope for. That's roughly the case.

It is true that Second Uncle Liu Haizhong is obsessed with officials, but who doesn’t like being an official? As for the question of whether to use any means necessary, it depends on personal opinion. . .

The modern workplace is a hundred or a thousand times darker than his!

The third uncle, his whole family depends on him for support. If he doesn't deduct or count the twenty-odd yuan, people will really starve to death.

As I said, it’s best if no one bothers me and we can all live in peace.

Although he was unhappy, Yan Jiecheng still cleaned up the gate of the west wing.

"Guo Dapiezi, you live in the west wing? Then remember to hang out with everyone more often. We are all from the same courtyard, so we must learn to be united!" The second uncle Liu Haizhong walked out leisurely from the side with his hands behind his back.

Guo Qinshou looked at Liu Haizhong, who had a ruddy face, was fat and always spoke in an official tone. Without even raising his eyelids, he opened the lock of the west wing gate and pushed the door open and walked in.

"Oh!"

Liu Haizhong looked at the closed gate of the west wing and Guo Qinshou who treated him as nothing, gritting his teeth in hatred.

"Pooh!"

"You are a person who has passed his prime. Why are you pretending to be like me? Sooner or later, you will regret it!"

Liu Haizhong turned around and went home with a dark face. He wanted to vent his anger, and beating children was a good exercise.

When Guo Qinshou first came to the Siheyuan, he was thinking about being bored in the next few decades, so he came to join in the fun.

As for now, he has no time to care about the trivial matters here. If he has time, he can spend more time with the beauty and hang out in the guesthouse. Isn't that great?

As for the courtyard, there was really nothing worth his attention, except the Qin sisters.

"It would be nice to hire Sister Qin Huairu to help me clean the house in the future!" Guo Qinshou chuckled.

I locked the door, lit a fire, heated up the meal that Lou Xiao'e had prepared for me yesterday, and had a quick bite.

Guo Qinshou ran to the warm quiet room to drink tea and read.

Lou Xiao'e went home to celebrate the New Year and I haven't seen him these days.

As for Xu Damao, he went back to his parents' home to celebrate the New Year and reunite with his family.

In this way, after two days of loneliness, Guo Qinshou went to the guesthouse on the second day of the Chinese New Year.

Everyone was very sensible. No one asked for leave, and everyone came back to work.

Washing, rinsing, wiping and wiping, a group of people were working hard.

On this festive day, a group of four people hid in a corner far away, staring at the door of the guesthouse.

"Jiqing, did Lord Guan really say that he only wants one of this kid's legs?" A man with a scar on his face asked sinisterly.

The thinnest man among the four men replied in a flattering tone, "Boss Ge, Lord Guan said that he wants one of his legs! It's not the old days anymore. Losing a life is a big deal."

Scarred man Ge Lao Da said with disdain: "This Lord Guan has changed too. In the past, would he have been able to be stumped by such a young man?"

"Put someone in jail, if they have money or property, cut off their limbs and return them."

"If you are no good, then just cut your neck and bury yourself under a thick tree. It's nothing like the life you are living now. It's such a miserable life!"

The other three nodded in approval.

They all worked under Grandpa Guan in the past and are cruel and ruthless.

"Boss Ge, this kid lives in such a big house and manages such a large area. He must have some background, right? Otherwise~"

The short and thin man named Jiqing had a vicious expression on his face and raised his hand to make a gesture of wiping his neck.

Boss Ge thought for a moment, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"That's fine. Just consider it as helping Master Guan to clean up the mess." The scarred man stared at the door of the guesthouse.