Siheyuan: Say no to widows! Restart your life

A man staggered and drank slowly. He felt even more depressed thinking about the things in his heart. In the context of large-scale layoffs, he could only drink to relieve his sorrow.

He looked around, his eyes locked on the empty wine bottles. He suddenly sneered. The world was already bad. He thought he was living at the bottom, but he didn't expect there was a bottom below the bottom.

"Stop fighting, I'll give him this bottle..." The man drank the wine in one breath, then stuffed the empty bottle in his hand into the oldest scavenger.

Pairs of eyes widened, but seeing the drunk man, they could only give up for the time being. Yan Bugui was quick to grab the bottle and turned around and ran as fast as he could.

But the next moment.

The tramps bared their fangs like jackals that smelled blood.

“Run! Run quickly…”

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Yi Zhonghai, who was hiding on the side, felt that the situation was not right and yelled at the top of his voice. As if the starting gun had sounded, Yan Bugui ran fast, but those strong homeless people were even faster.

"boom!"

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A crisp sound was heard and the homeless people raised their fists and ran over to beat him. Two of them changed direction and pounced on Yi Zhonghai.

"Beat him! Beat him to death..."

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The burly homeless man surrounded the two old guys, and then beat them up with his fists and kicks, while yelling fiercely: "Do you know the rules of the underworld? Where did these stray dogs come from? You actually want to grab the territory without paying respects to the boss."

"This time! We're just teaching you a lesson."

"If you find it again next time."

"Break your legs and chop off your hands..."

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The leader yelled at the top of his lungs, then snatched the empty bottle and looked at them with contempt. What qualifications and abilities do these people waiting to die have to jump up and down? If we don't teach them a lesson, we really don't know how many eyes the horse king has.

"Bang bang bang..."

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Fists rained down upon him, but Yan Bugui didn't say a word. The miserable people only bully those who are more miserable than themselves, because they know that such people won't fight back when they are beaten or scolded, and they don't have anyone to back them up.

As long as no one is killed.

As long as he doesn't die under his own fist.

No problems will occur.

"Keep a closer eye next time. If they dare to come to this area again, we will beat them up every time we see them."

"Walk……"

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Some people were not satisfied, so they kicked the man hard and then walked away. Where there are people, there are rules, and those who do not follow the rules will naturally receive the most severe punishment.

"Cough cough cough..."

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A violent cough sounded.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered with bruises, but because of his clothes, people around him couldn't see it. He didn't become depressed, nor did he cry or scream, but wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand and happily took out a pair of glasses.

Save it!

If this pair of glasses were broken, that would be the worst. How could I have money to buy new clothes now? Without them, I would be like a blind man, how could I pick up rags? How could I make a living and not go hungry?

"Old Yan! Are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Yi Zhonghai ran over and asked nervously, even forgetting the pain in his body.

Looking at his face, Yan Bugui suddenly laughed out loud: "If I had money, I would send you to the hospital first. Lao Yi! You don't even touch me."

"What are you touching? You are seriously injured! How dare you still have the mind to joke here." Yi Zhonghai said unhappily, his face full of indignation.

Doesn't he know the occasion?

I would never have talked so much before.

But now is not the same as before.

"But I'm not joking, I'm serious..." He added this sentence for some unknown reason, and he himself didn't even know why. Perhaps it was because the emotion had reached this point.

Yan Bugui sighed: "If I had money, I would definitely go to the hospital. But I don't have money, right?" He suddenly became optimistic and shook the glasses in his hand at him: "See this thing? It's saved! Do you know how much money I saved? Oh my! I really made a fortune this time..."

"Old Yan! You really are..." Yi Zhonghai suddenly became very sad, because it was the first day and he had not changed his mindset at all. He didn't know how he had been spending the past ten days.

What kind of person was the third uncle in the past?

Look at what it looks like now.

What on earth did he go through to become so open-minded?

Thinking of my past self, I feel mixed emotions. There are many things that could have been said in a proper way, but why did I always do that? The jealousy and hatred that I didn’t have before eventually led to what I am now.

It's just too late to regret.

"Guess how much this pair of glasses cost? I bought them when I had money. Luckily I hid them well, and no one found them when someone was building something some time ago. You see, those people didn't hurt my eyes when they beat me just now. What does this mean? It means that I made a lot of money again. Is there anything more exciting than this?" The more Yan Bugui spoke, the more his smile grew, as if he had really made a fortune.

What did this pair of glasses mean to me in the past? Just a drizzle, but to me now, it is indeed an unimaginable amount of money.

Feng Shui turns.

I used to be able to be so open-minded, but I can’t do that now.

"Old Yi! I'll tell you a sure-fire trick. Although life is bitter, we can add some sugar to make it sweeter." Yan Bugui said happily. As for how much he could understand, it was not something he could control.

sugar!

It has come to this point now.

Where is the sugar?

But seeing his excited look, Yi Zhonghai swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Set a small goal, have a small expectation, and then there will be a small surprise. You can eat big fish and meat, porridge and steamed buns, as long as you can fill your stomach, nothing is different." Yan Bugui explained, with a deeper smile on his face. Since many sufferings cannot be solved, just be more positive.

Emotions are very contagious, and Yi Zhonghai also forced a smile. Since Old Yan could be so optimistic and let go of the past and his airs, why should he be so reluctant? "I will also set a small goal, and try to pick up the same amount of trash as you today."

"Let's make a deal!"

"That's a deal!"

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As they talked, the two laughed out loud, and they began to move swiftly. At first, Yizhong was still a little bit uneasy, but under Yan Bugui's guidance, he gradually mastered the skills.

Compared to being hungry.

Compared with dignity.

What does it matter what you do? Being self-reliant is the most glorious thing in the world. If you are laughed at, it only shows that you are ignorant.