Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

The night was as dark as ink, so thick that it could not be dissolved. The world was completely silent, as if it was tightly covered by an invisible hand, and not even the sound of the wind could penetrate. However, in this silence, from time to time, a few dog barks could be heard from afar, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, briefly and abruptly breaking the tranquility.

In Liu Haizhong's home, a dim oil lamp emitted a weak light, swaying like a candle in the wind. The dim light shone on his face, which was full of traces of time, making his already deep wrinkles even deeper, like crisscrossing ravines.

At this moment, he was sitting quietly on the edge of the kang, his hands folded on his knees, his eyes staring ahead, revealing an indescribable worry and contemplation.

"Xu Damao is a guy who likes to stir up trouble and act mischievously on weekdays, but he never fails to deliver when it comes to the critical moment. But now he is actually spying on his wife and has disappeared. I don't understand it!" Liu Haizhong muttered to himself, his brows tightly furrowed, as if he was racking his brains to analyze various possible situations.

At this time, the second aunt slowly walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming tea in her hands. She carefully placed the bowl on the kang table, then silently looked at her husband's sad face and couldn't help but sigh.

Then, she moved to sit next to Liu Haizhong and comforted him softly, "Old man, don't be so worried. Xu Damao is not a bad kid by nature, he's just a little suspicious. Who knows, maybe he really encountered an emergency this time and needed to rush back to deal with it. After he's done with it, he'll go back to the countryside to show movies."

Liu Haizhong picked up the exquisite tea bowl and carefully brought it to his lips, gently blowing on the hot steam wafting from the top of the bowl. However, he did not taste the fragrant tea immediately. Instead, he stared into the distance, lost in deep thought.

"I hope everything goes as I wish. However, for some reason, I always have a lingering premonition in my heart - this incident may not be as simple as it seems. Zhang San has always held a grudge against He Yuzhu, and Xu Damao has a close relationship with him, which makes me worried..." At this point, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face revealed a look of worry that was difficult to conceal.

Hearing this, the second aunt's face changed slightly. She subconsciously leaned closer to Liu Haizhong and deliberately lowered her voice to ask, "Do you think that the two of them might be secretly plotting against He Yuzhu? If so, it's absolutely unacceptable! We are all neighbors who see each other every day. How can we be calculating against each other and fighting openly and secretly like this?"

Liu Haizhong sighed heavily, nodded helplessly and said, "As the saying goes, 'It's hard to draw the bones of a dragon or a tiger, and you can know a person's face but not his heart'. The most difficult thing to guess in the world is the human heart! I'm really worried that if they really take action, once the situation gets out of control and out of control, it will not be a good thing for either party in the end."

After a moment of silence, the second aunt's eyes became more determined. She said in a firm tone: "Old man, now that things have come to this, we must not stand idly by and let it go. Tomorrow morning, we must go to visit He Yuzhu and warn him in person, asking him to be more careful. In addition, we need to find an opportunity to find Xu Damao and get to the bottom of the whole thing to find out what is going on."

Liu Haizhong nodded slightly to show his agreement. He had already made up his mind that no matter what difficulties and obstacles he encountered, he must go all out to stop this dispute that was very likely to break out. He slowly put down the tea bowl in his hand, his movements were gentle, as if the tea bowl was carrying a heavy burden. Then, he stretched out his right hand and gently patted the back of Second Aunt's hand, his eyes full of gratitude, and said sincerely: "After all, you have considered it carefully! After you said that, my heart can finally be a little settled."

The night was as dark as ink, boundless, and it seemed as if there would never be an end. However, at this moment, the lights in Liu Haizhong's house were like the warm sun in winter, emitting a warm and reassuring light. They knew that the road ahead might be full of thorns and bumps, but as long as the family hugged each other tightly and supported each other, no difficulties or obstacles could stop them from moving forward.

At the same time, in Yan Bugui's home, the atmosphere was also extremely heavy and depressing. Yan Bugui sat quietly on the kang, his eyebrows tightly kneaded into a ball, like two small hills lying on his forehead. His once flexible hands had lost their former vitality at this moment, and he kept kneading his knees, revealing his inner anxiety and uneasiness. From time to time, he muttered in a low voice: "This Xu Damao, he is like a ghost on weekdays, but at this critical moment, he can't even be seen! It's really frustrating..."

The third aunt sat on a small stool, with a basket full of needles, thread and rags beside her, and was concentrating on mending a worn-out piece of clothing. Her wrinkled fingers moved flexibly between the fabrics, and every stitch and thread seemed so skillful and serious. Suddenly, a slight murmur came into her ears. It turned out that Yan Bugui was talking to himself, as if he was mumbling about something that bothered him.

The third aunt stopped what she was doing, looked up, and her eyes fell on Yan Bugui, her eyes full of doubt. "Yes, Damao is always so lively and active, like a monkey. Why is he missing all day today? Did he go to a friend's house again, and plan to continue to follow Zheng Niang tomorrow?" Her voice revealed a trace of helplessness and worry. Obviously, she was quite dissatisfied with her old man's behavior of secretly monitoring his daughter-in-law, but at the same time she also knew that she could do nothing about it.

After hearing this, Yan Bugui's eyes, which were originally dull, suddenly brightened up, as if he suddenly thought of something important. He slapped his forehead hard, and suddenly realized: "Oh my! You are so right! This brat must have found a place to hide again, and he must want to wait until tomorrow to continue his so-called "great cause"!" After saying this, he sighed deeply, and his face showed an indescribable complex expression.

On the one hand, Yan Bugui was deeply angry at Xu Damao's disrespect for other people's privacy and his reckless behavior; but on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy, thinking that Xu Damao might have chosen such a path of no return only because of some hardship or forced reasons. After all, everyone has their own difficulties...

"Forget it, forget it, let him be." Yan Bugui shook his head, as if trying to convince himself to let go of this obsession, "Let's just take care of ourselves and not get involved in those messy things."

The third aunt nodded slightly to show her approval, then lowered her head and concentrated on the task at hand. However, although she looked calm on the surface, her eyes revealed a trace of sadness that was difficult to conceal.

In fact, Auntie Three was very clear in her heart. She knew very well that no matter how lightly Yan Bugui said it, he still couldn't let it go in his heart. You know, in this big courtyard, everyone is like intertwined silk threads, closely connected, and an indispensable part of each other's daily life. Therefore, even if one of them has a little trouble, it is very likely to have a big or small impact on everyone else.

The night became increasingly dark, like a huge and heavy curtain, covering the entire earth heavily. The originally bright lights in Yan Bugui's house gradually became dim, and finally only a small oil lamp with a faint yellow light remained, trembling and swaying in the endless darkness like a candle in the wind. Its faint light was like stars dotted in the vast night sky. Although insignificant, it also injected a little warmth and tranquility into this quiet and silent night.

However, behind this seemingly peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, there are countless mysteries that have yet to be solved, and many hidden dangers are waiting for an opportunity. Everyone is struggling and searching in their own unique world, trying their best to find their own spiritual comfort and peace. They are like lost ships, drifting on the vast ocean, hoping to reach the other side of the harbor where their souls can rest as soon as possible.