Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

Zhao Si stopped in front of the gate of the courtyard.

He raised his hand to lift the straw hat on his head, then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, why is it so hot in this city?"

Zhao Si said with a twitching mouth.

He fanned himself twice with his straw hat.

"Look how dirty I am. I finally wore new clothes to go into the city, but now they are all soaked with sweat."

Because he was going into the city to see He Yuzhu, Zhao Si dressed himself up well.

He had a straw hat on his head and sunglasses on his nose.

Zhao Si specially put on his newly bought floral shirt, new black cropped pants, and big leather shoes.

You can't come to see He Yuzhu and his sister empty-handed.

Just then, his family bought a radio, so Zhao Si brought the old radio over.

After fanning himself for a while, Zhao Si felt cooler.

He put the straw hat back on his head and walked into the courtyard holding the radio.

forecourt.

Yan Bugui and his family were eating breakfast in the house.

When Zhao Si entered the yard, Yan Bugui saw him at a glance.

His eyes suddenly widened.

"My dear, who do you think that is?"

The third aunt turned around and also saw Zhao Si.

"I've never seen him before. Could he be He Yuzhu's poor relative?"

Yan Bugui thought about it and felt that it was possible.

"I guess so. Ever since He Yuzhu came, our yard has become lively."

"He Yuzhu's cousin just passed away the day before yesterday, and today someone else came to look for He Yuzhu."

When talking about He Yuzhu's cousin, the third aunt couldn't help feeling a chill in her heart.

"Old Yan, where do you think He Yuzhu's relatives come from?"

"No one in the security department could find any information about He Yuzhu's uncle."

"Is it really a ghost?"

Yan Bugui also felt scared.

"Oh, no more talking, let's eat."

At this time, Zhao Si appeared at the door of Yan Bugui's house.

He asked with his mouth twitching.

"Hey, do you know... where Xie... He Yuzhu lives?"

When Yan Bugui and the third aunt saw Zhao Si, they all shuddered.

Yan Bugui was so frightened by Zhao Si that he was speechless.

The third aunt suppressed her fear and pinched Yan Bugui quietly.

Yan Bugui said bravely.

"In the back...in the backyard."

“Thank…thank you!”

Zhao Si left.

Yan Bugui and the third aunt breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why... why is this stutterer so elusive?"

"But... that's not the case. It's... so scary."

……

In the middle courtyard.

Qin Huairu is washing clothes.

Jia Zhang was poking the sole of her shoe.

For some reason, she smelled the odor of He Yuzhu's uncle's stinky shoes again.

It's strange, Jia Zhang was upset because of the smoke.

She raised the sole of her shoe and hit Qin Huairu on the head.

"What a waste! How come it took you so long to wash such a small amount of clothes?"

Qin Huairu covered her head in pain.

Jia Zhang hit Qin Huairu's hand, which was protecting her head, with the sole of her shoe again.

"Useless thing, I have finished sewing the soles of my shoes, but you haven't even finished washing your clothes."

"I'm telling you, don't be lazy, I still have a few pairs of pants to wash in my room.

"Go in and get it quickly."

Qin Huairu stood up and walked into the house silently.

At this time, Zhao Si just came in.

Jia Zhang saw the radio tucked under Zhao Si's armpit.

Her eyes lit up.

A radio? That's a rare thing.

Jia Zhang lowered her head and her reading glasses slipped off her nose.

Jia Zhang stretched her neck and stared at Zhao Si's radio with squinted eyes.

Zhao Si walked closer.

Jia Zhang pushed her reading glasses back onto her nose.

She looked at Zhao Si in a pretentious manner.

"Who are you? What are you doing in our yard?"

"I...I'm He Yuzhu's uncle, Zhao...Zhao Si."

Zhao Si said with his mouth twitching.

"Thank you... He Yuzhu lives in your courtyard, right?"

Jia Zhang looked at Zhao Si.

I felt disdainful in my heart. A bald man left and a stutterer came.

"Just you? Uncle He Yuzhu?"

“Isn’t Uncle He Yuzhu Xie Guangkun?”

Zhao Si said unhappily.

"He Yuzhu can only... have one uncle!"

"Did you see...did you see what I took?"

"Record...recorder, if I wasn't Uncle He Yuzhu, I could give it to...him."

This stutterer can actually afford a radio.

Jia Zhang could see that He Yuzhu and his relatives were all pretending to be poor.

She immediately muttered to herself.

"He Yuzhu, you little bastard, you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

"You are obviously quite rich, but you pretend to be poor and deceive me."

"I think he just doesn't want to help our family. He's a stingy, cheapskate."

Although Jia Zhang's voice was not loud, Zhao Si heard it clearly.

He was immediately unhappy.

"Who... who are you scolding?"

"What's wrong with scolding He Yuzhu?"

Jia Zhang was not afraid of Zhao Si at all.

Can a stutterer scold himself?

Zhao Siyi became more anxious and his mouth twitched even more violently.

His head was also in a state of confusion.

"You...you old woman, why...why are you still cursing?"

"Am I scolding a human being? I am scolding a country bastard."

Zhao Si was unhappy now.

"City...city people are amazing!"

He said he was unhappy, but anxiously pointed his index finger at Jia Zhang.

"You old woman, you are covered in wrinkles, and look like a Shar Pei dog..."

"Still…still showing off in front of me, now take your shoe soles and move like potatoes…roll like a ball!"

What? Dog!

Jia Zhang was so angry that she was shaking all over.

This dead stutterer actually dared to call her a dog.

Jia Zhang opened her mouth to curse back.

At this time, Zhao Si's index finger kept shaking towards Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang suddenly couldn't utter a word.

"If I hadn't remembered that you were my nephew Xiao He's neighbor...neighbor."

"I'll throw you against the wall as soon as I twist your body, like a fly."

Zhao Si said this and gestured twice towards Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang spat at Zhao Si.

This really annoyed Zhao Si.

He reached over and turned on the radio.

Disco was playing on the radio.

Zhao Si stretched his hands to his sides and began to tremble.

At the same time, he stretched out his legs and jumped twice on the ground quickly as if he was stepping on hot coals.

He kicked over the Jia family's laundry basin.

"Just...just you...you're still yelling at me?"

Water from the washtub flowed out and soaked Jia Zhang's pants.

Zhao Si walked away dancing with satisfaction.

Jia Zhang was anxious to chase Zhao Si.

She didn't look at her feet, stepped on the washtub, and fell down.

"Ouch!"

Qin Huairu just came out.

She saw Jia Zhang and reached out to help the cursing Jia Zhang up.

"Mom, go back and change your pants first."

Jia Zhang realized it later and was a little scared.

Why couldn't she speak just now?

Listening to the strange voice coming from Zhao Si's radio.

"Kabinsky, Tchaikovsky, truck driver, taxi driver, tractor driver..."

Jia Zhang shuddered.

She cursed and let Qin Huairu help her go home.

……

At the same time, Yi Zhonghai's family.

Yi Zhonghai also heard this strange music.

"What's going on? A bald guy left, and here comes a guy with epilepsy."

"The whole body is twitching, what is that thing jumping around like?"

"Are we going to disturb the lair of He Yuzhu's relatives?"

An old lady said with a trembling voice.

"Is he seeing a ghost? Listen to what he's playing on the radio. Something's wrong."

"Can a radio play that kind of sound? It sounds like your ears are going to explode."

Yi Zhonghai sat in the room.

It was broad daylight, but he felt a little cold.

At this time, Zhao Si entered the backyard.