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"Enough!" With this angry shout, the whole yard seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and even the air trembled. A deep and powerful voice, like an ancient bell, suddenly sounded, abruptly interrupting Yan Bugui's endless and chattering words, like a sudden thunder in summer, which made everyone present tremble. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice involuntarily, and saw Uncle Zhang standing in the middle of the yard with a serious face. His figure stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking particularly solemn and majestic.

Although Mr. Zhang usually doesn't take the initiative to intervene in the various trivial disputes in the yard, at this moment, the unquestionable majesty emanating from him is like a biting cold wind, which makes people feel awe involuntarily. He walked slowly and steadily to the middle of Yan Bugui and the other disputant, and each step seemed to leave a deep mark on the ground. His eyes were like two burning torches, fiercely scanning the surrounding neighbors with curious and expectant faces. That look seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making everyone involuntarily restrain their expressions and quiet down.

Then, Grandpa Zhang spoke again. His voice was deep and magnetic, with an indescribable power that seemed to calm all the noise and disputes: "We have all lived for most of our lives. Why are we still arguing over trivial matters like those ignorant children? This kind of behavior is unbecoming! As elders, we should lead by example and set a good example for the younger generations."

At this point, he paused for a moment, his eyes showing a hint of gentleness and approval, then he turned his gaze to the man everyone called "Hai Zhong" and said slowly, "Hai Zhong, over the past few days, everyone has seen and remembered all the contributions you have made to our yard. Whether it is helping to repair the courtyard wall or mediating conflicts between neighbors, you are always at the forefront. You have worked so hard! We will all remember your efforts in our hearts."

Then, Grandpa Zhang turned his gaze back to Yan Bugui, his face became more solemn, his eyes revealed a bit of blame and expectation: "But, Yan Bugui, your words are really a bit too harsh. Neighbors should respect each other and live in harmony. Why do we have to speak ill of each other and hurt the harmony? Can't we sit down calmly, talk nicely and solve the problem? We have been neighbors for decades, why do we have to hurt our feelings over such a small matter?"

After being scolded by Uncle Zhang in such a stern and affectionate way, Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong were like eggplants hit by frost. They instantly lost their momentum and shut their mouths obediently, with shame and regret on their faces. The neighbors around them also nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere gradually eased. A dispute that was about to break out was thus calmed down by Uncle Zhang with his wisdom and majesty.

Although their hearts were still as if being tormented by fire, that resentment was like volcanic magma about to erupt, surging in their chests, hot and strong, almost breaking through the constraints of reason, but under the majestic and wise gaze of the respected elders, they still had to suppress the raging anger in their hearts, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, restraining themselves a little, and the anger on their faces eased a little.

The other neighbors seemed to be relieved when they saw this scene. They gathered around and tried to persuade him, with a bit of warmth and kindness in their voices: "Hey, we are all from the same village. We will see each other every day. There is no need to get so angry and hurt the harmony over such a small matter! If we all take a step back, we will be good neighbors in the future. Why make each other unhappy over such a small matter?"

These words were like a gentle spring breeze, gently blowing across the heart, bringing a hint of coolness and comfort, trying to quell the war that had just started and had not yet spread, and gradually ease the tense atmosphere.

Liu Haizhong took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently, as if he wanted to expel all the anger, dissatisfaction and grievances in his chest with this breath, so that his mind could regain a little peace. He closed his eyes and silently warned himself in his heart: Impulse is the devil, continuing to quarrel will only make things worse, and may even lead to irreversible consequences.

So, he slowly opened his eyes and glared at Yan Bugui fiercely, his eyes were filled with both anger and warning, as if he wanted to penetrate him with his eyes. He tried to keep his voice calm and firm, although it was so cold that ice chips could almost fall out, but he was no longer out of control: "Humph, let's just let this matter go for now, for everyone's sake, I won't argue with you. But let me be frank in advance, if you dare to make up lies and make up stories about me in the future, don't blame me for being rude to you! I, Liu Haizhong, am not someone to be trifled with!"

When Yan Bugui heard this, he was naturally very reluctant, as if he was pricked by a needle, and he grimaced in pain. But in front of so many people, especially with the elders present, he couldn't openly refute, and he didn't want to lose face in front of everyone. So, he could only snort in dissatisfaction from his nose, his mouth twitching slightly, and a trace of unwillingness and helplessness flashed in his eyes, indicating that he reluctantly accepted this result. Although he was still indignant in his heart, he could only endure it temporarily.

At this delicate moment, the second aunt happened to come out of the spacious and bright room, holding the clothes she had just mended. She saw at a glance that Liu Haizhong's face was full of anger, his brows were furrowed, and there seemed to be flames in his eyes. She was startled and almost dropped the clothes in her hands. She hurriedly walked forward and asked with concern: "Boss, what's wrong with you? You look unhappy, what's going on? Why are you so angry? Don't get sick from anger."

When Liu Haizhong heard what Second Aunt said, his anger seemed to burn a little more, but he still suppressed his anger and simply recounted what happened to Second Aunt. After Second Aunt finished listening, her face was instantly filled with anger, her eyebrows were raised, her eyes were wide open, and she kept muttering: "This old Yan is really outrageous! How can he bully people like this! It's simply unreasonable!"

However, the second aunt was a reasonable and sensible person after all, and she quickly calmed down. She knew that it was not worth getting angry with such a person, and it would only hurt her body. So, she turned to comfort Liu Haizhong: "Alright, don't bother with him. Calm down first, go home and have a good rest. If there is anything, it won't be too late to discuss it slowly tomorrow when you are clear-headed. There is no need to get angry with such a person, we still have to live a good life." As she said that, she pulled Liu Haizhong's arm and gently but firmly dragged him home.

Liu Haizhong felt the warmth and care from the second aunt, and the anger in his heart subsided a little. He nodded heavily, and then followed the second aunt slowly towards home with slightly heavy steps. The moment they stepped into the house, the two sons in the house instantly noticed the strange look on Liu Haizhong's face. The gloomy face that seemed to be dripping with water made the two sons feel timid. For a moment, they did not dare to ask rashly, but just silently exchanged worried glances.

However, the two brothers were very sensible and walked to the table quietly, each picked up a teacup, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water, and brought a cup of steaming hot, fragrant tea to Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong took the teacup without saying a word, took a sip of the boiling hot tea, and felt a warm current flowing down his throat. Gradually, the raging anger in his heart began to show some signs of calming down. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

At this time, the eldest son could no longer suppress his inner curiosity and worry. He asked softly in an extremely cautious tone: "Dad, did you have a fight with that old guy Yan Bugui again? Don't be angry, we are all here. Tell us what is the problem and we will find a way to solve it together." The second son also echoed him, his eyes full of concern and support for his father.

Hearing this, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but sigh, as if he wanted to pour out all the depression and helplessness in his chest. Then, he told his two sons the cause and effect of what happened today in detail. Every detail and every conversation were clearly repeated by him, as if he wanted to deeply engrave this experience in his sons' hearts.

After listening to their father's story, the two sons were equally filled with righteous indignation. The fire of anger in their chests was like a bonfire fueled by the strong wind, almost bursting out and igniting the surrounding air. They clenched their fists tightly, with a firm light flashing in their eyes, as if they were ready to seek justice for their father at any time.

But at the same time, they were more worried about their father. The youngest son hurried forward and gently patted his father's back. The action was gentle and powerful, as if he wanted to shoulder the burden in his father's heart. He comforted him, "Dad, don't take this too seriously! People like Yan Bugui are narrow-minded and selfish. It's not worth your anger! If you get sick because of this kind of person, it will be a loss!"

Liu Haizhong nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of satisfaction and recognition. He looked at his youngest son deeply, as if silently telling him: Dad understands your feelings.

In fact, he knew it himself. The children were all out of filial piety, fearing that he would get upset because of these trivial matters. Whenever Liu Hai thought of this, a warm feeling surged in his heart. It was the love and support from his family, which was his strongest backing.

He reached out his hand and gently patted his youngest son's shoulder. His palm was broad and strong, as if it could pass on infinite strength and courage to him. He said earnestly: "Don't worry, my dear sons, Daddy is fine. But sometimes you have to calm down and think carefully. Our life is really hard! We are determined to do something good for this family and our yard, but in the end, it is often a thankless task... But even so, we can't give up! Because we are men, we are men who stand tall and proud! We have to support our family and the villagers in the yard!"

Second Aunt stood quietly by and listened, with deep sympathy and understanding on her face. Her eyes were gentle and firm, as if they could penetrate all obstacles and reach the depths of Liu Haizhong's heart. She couldn't help but feel a surge of resonance and emotion in her heart, because she knew Liu Haizhong's difficulties and persistence, and even more so his deep affection and kindness for his family.

She slowly reached out her hand, gently but firmly holding the big hand in the bangs. Although the hands were a little rough due to the wear and tear of the years, they were still warm and strong. She whispered in a gentle and slightly hoarse voice: "Boss, you have worked hard. I know you feel bad, but we have to look forward and can't collapse because of such a small matter. You are the pillar of our family, you have to be strong. Let's work together to live a good life and let those who look down on us see!"

"Old Liu, I know how hard it has been for you these days. But since we have already embarked on this road, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, we must grit our teeth and keep going! After all, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bruises between neighbors, but as long as we have a clear conscience and act openly and honestly, why should we be afraid of other people's gossip? Besides, look, don't you still have me and the children by your side? We are a loving family! As long as we think in one direction, work together, unite as one, and face all the difficulties in life together, how can there be any obstacles that we can't overcome?"

Liu Haizhong listened silently to the sincere words of the second aunt, and the heavy haze that had shrouded his heart began to dissipate little by little. Yes, how could he forget that he still had such a considerate wife and lovely and sensible children? They were his strongest support, the warm little family that could always give him endless warmth and strength.

Thinking of this, the corners of Liu Haizhong's mouth involuntarily rose, and he smiled with relief. At the same time, he tightly grasped the second aunt's hands, and the strength of the clenched grip seemed to silently convey such a message to her - he had already understood, and was determined to bravely persevere.