Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

At this moment, Yan Bugui was sitting leisurely under the grape trellis in his yard, sipping a bowl of steaming soy milk slowly and enjoying the tranquility and comfort unique to the early morning.

When he heard He Yuzhu's anxious call, he was startled at first, then slowly placed the porcelain bowl in his hand on the small table beside him, and a hint of curiosity and a little doubt flashed across his eyes.

Then, he slowly stood up, gently adjusted the slightly old collar of his clothes, and then took a step, step by step, steadily and unhurriedly walked towards the door. At the same time, his wrinkled old face was just right with a standard, polite smile.

"Hey, look who is this? Isn't this Zhuzi? Why did you come to see me so early today? Is there something urgent?" Yan Bugui spoke slowly while slowly reaching out to open the somewhat old wooden door.

With a creaking sound, the door was slowly pushed open, and Yan Bugui saw He Yuzhu standing outside the door. He Yuzhu was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks. His face, which was always smiling, was now full of anxiety. One of his hands was tightly holding a steamed bun that had been bitten off several times, and the other hand was holding on to the door frame, as if he would collapse to the ground if he let go. It was obvious that this guy must have just run all the way from home.

As soon as He Yuzhu saw Yan Bugui, his originally dull eyes instantly lit up, as if he had suddenly seen a ray of light in the darkness.

He couldn't wait to take two steps forward, then stepped over the threshold and rushed to Yan Bugui in two steps, speaking rapidly:

"Uncle Yan, please have mercy on me and save me! That damn Xu Damao is doing something behind my back and trying to trip me up! I really can't get any help from anyone this time. There is nothing I can do!"

As he spoke, He Yuzhu angrily raised his right hand and took a big bite of the steamed bun in his hand. His cheeks puffed up, and while chewing hard, he continued to complain incoherently: "Hmph, this hateful Xu Damao, one day I will make him pay!" Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he had vented all his resentment towards Xu Damao on this poor steamed bun.

Yan Bugui listened to He Yuzhu's complaints, his face remained expressionless, but his heart was already filled with joy. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the anxious He Yuzhu in front of him without leaving any trace, and at the same time his mind was working rapidly, secretly thinking about how to gain some benefits from this matter...

He raised his hand gently, and gently but firmly placed it on He Yuzhu's broad shoulders, as if a breeze was blowing, with a little soothing and consoling meaning. Then, he patted it twice with a little force, and said softly: "Zhuzi, don't be anxious, and calm down first." His voice was low and steady, like the gurgling of water, which made people feel peaceful.

After seeing that He Yuzhu's mood had eased a little, he slowly said: "Zhuzi, you must not be so panic when encountering things. You must know that our Yan family has always won by wisdom. Being so impatient like you is definitely not a good way to solve problems." As he spoke, he looked at He Yuzhu calmly, his eyes revealing a calmness and wisdom that came from having experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu nodded obediently and sat down slowly. However, even though he was already seated, his expression was still very nervous, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He opened his lips slightly and began to talk very quickly about all the unfair things Xu Damao had done to him in the training class, from how he was excluded and suppressed to how rumors were maliciously spread behind his back, no matter how big or small, he poured out everything at once.

Yan Bugui sat aside and listened quietly, nodding his head from time to time to show his understanding. When he heard the key points, he would interject a sentence or two at the right time to ask about some specific details. As He Yuzhu's narration went deeper, Yan Bugui's eyes gradually narrowed into slits, and from time to time a glimmer of shrewdness and calculation flashed in them.

When He Yuzhu finally finished telling all the stories, Yan Bugui remained silent at first, stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the sparse goatee on his chin. After thinking for a while, he slowly said: "Zhuzi, your matter is really a bit tricky. But you can rest assured. Although I, Master Yan, don't have much ability, if it comes to giving advice to others, I still have some experience. Let's do this, first of all..."

Yan Bugui's mouth was like a floodgate, and his words flowed out like the surging water of the Yellow River. He spoke eloquently and excitedly, first launching a detailed and incisive analysis of Xu Damao's hidden character weaknesses, which made people marvel at his keen observation;

Then, he proposed several highly targeted and practical response strategies, each of which seemed to be tailor-made for restraining Xu Damao, which was amazing. In the end, he emphasized the extreme importance of unity among the people of Siheyuan to resist Xu Damao. Every word and sentence was a gem!

He Yuzhu, who was standing by, listened attentively to Yan Bugui's long speech like a humble student, nodding his head from time to time to show his agreement. As Yan Bugui continued to explain, He Yuzhu's originally dull eyes gradually began to glow with a bright light, as if he had suddenly seen the light before dawn in the darkness, and his heart was filled with hope and fighting spirit.

"Master Yan, you are my destined savior! I completely agree with everything you said, so let's do it! I will gather everyone right now, and then we will discuss how to implement these wonderful countermeasures!"

He Yuzhu said excitedly, and before he finished speaking, he stood up impatiently and prepared to rush out.

However, at this moment, Yan Bugui quickly reached out and grabbed He Yuzhu tightly, and comforted him with a smile on his face: "Don't be anxious, Zhuzi. As the saying goes, 'haste makes waste'. This matter is very serious. We must think carefully and plan for the long term. Come on, let's finish this meal peacefully first, recuperate and replenish our physical strength, and then it won't be too late to discuss it slowly."

As he spoke, Yan Bugui personally picked up the spoon and filled a large bowl of steaming hot soy milk for He Yuzhu. He handed it to him with a smile and signaled with his eyes that he should sit down quickly and continue to enjoy the delicious breakfast.

In this way, under the careful planning of Yan Bugui, a "counterattack" against Xu Damao quietly began, and the atmosphere in the courtyard became more subtle and tense.