Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

On the other side, He Yuzhu sat quietly on the chair, listening carefully to his sister He Yushui's vivid description. When she told him all the things that happened in Yan Bugui's house, He Yuzhu's originally relaxed brows gradually frowned, as if they were twisted into a knot. At this moment, his heart was like a bottle of five flavors overturned, all kinds of tastes intertwined, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although He Yuzhu is not good at expressing his inner thoughts in words, he is actually very clear-headed and knows the storm that is about to happen in this courtyard. In particular, he can more or less guess what Yan Bugui is thinking. After all, everyone has lived in this courtyard for many years and knows each other well. And in this small courtyard, who doesn't want to have more say so that they can live a more comfortable and happy life?

However, seeing Yan Bugui actually using such means to fight for interests, He Yuzhu couldn't help but feel disgusted and uncomfortable. This approach is really hard to agree with, and it can even be said to be unscrupulous.

At this time, sister He Yushui's face was full of indignation, and she said angrily: "Brother Zhuzi, tell me, isn't Yan Bugui going too far? Even if Yi Zhonghai and the second uncle really made some mistakes, they shouldn't be kicked when they are down like this!" Obviously, she was very dissatisfied with Yan Bugui's behavior, and wanted to speak up for those elders who, in He Yushui's words, usually cared for them.

He Yuzhu looked at his indignant sister and sighed softly. Then he reached out his hand, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted her earnestly: "Yushui, we really don't have the ability to interfere too much in this matter. However, we must remember that no matter when and where, we must be conscientious and never take advantage of others when they are in trouble. As for how Yan Bugui intends to act, it is entirely his personal choice and we cannot influence it. But as long as we stick to our principles and do what we should do, it will be fine."

Although he said this, He Yuzhu had actually begun to secretly calculate in his heart. If Yan Bugui could really get what he wanted this time and successfully ascended the throne of the "big boss", I'm afraid this courtyard, which was not very peaceful to begin with, would become even more chaotic and unbearable. You know, Yan Bugui has always been known for his shrewd calculations. If such a person really took control of the courtyard, who knows how many troubles would arise next!

Just as He Yuzhu was lost in thought, a crisp and rapid knock on the door suddenly came from outside. He came to his senses, walked quickly to the door and opened it. Standing outside the door was Uncle Wang, an old neighbor who was very close to Yan Bugui. Uncle Wang looked worried at the moment, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have deepened. It was obvious that he must have heard about Yan Bugui's recent series of actions, so he came to He Yuzhu to chat.

"Zhuzi, let me tell you, I heard that Yan Bugui has been making small moves recently! You have to be careful, he is a man with as many tricks as honeycomb briquettes. If you are not careful, you might fall into the trap he sets and be tricked by him!" Uncle Wang said to He Yuzhu worriedly as he walked into the house.

He Yuzhu nodded gratefully, and quickly welcomed Uncle Wang into the house and asked him to sit down. He then quickly brewed a pot of steaming hot tea. Afterwards, the two of them sat around the table, sipping tea leisurely and chatting. After this conversation with Uncle Wang, the idea that had already sprouted in He Yuzhu's mind became more firm at this time - no matter what, he could not sit idly by, even if it was just to preserve the only trace of harmony left in this courtyard.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry! I know everything in my heart. Let Yan Bugui do whatever he wants, but we can't let him do whatever he wants! You also know that I am a straightforward person and I never like to beat around the bush. But if things really develop to the point where they are out of control, I will definitely stand up without hesitation and say a few fair words for everyone!" He Yuzhu said with a sharp look in his eyes and a firm face.

After hearing this, Uncle Wang showed a gratified smile on his face. He gently patted the back of He Yuzhu's hand and said with emotion: "Good boy, with your words, I, an old man, feel at ease. If you ask me, our courtyard still has to rely on young and upright people like you to support it!"

Afterwards, the two chatted about family matters for a while. Finally, Uncle Wang stood up and said goodbye to He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu hurriedly sent Uncle Wang to the door and watched him slowly leave. Looking at Uncle Wang's figure getting farther and farther away, He Yuzhu couldn't help but fall into deep thought: What method should be used to not offend the old fox Yan Bugui, and at the same time protect the original peace and tranquility in the yard? After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out for a while...

At the same time, on the other side, Xu Damao, like a cunning fox, quietly hid behind the shabby wooden door of his house. He pressed his ear tightly against the door, not missing any sound coming from outside. When he heard the conversation between Yan Bugui and his wife, his eyes, which had been narrowed into a slit, instantly lit up, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He thought to himself: "Hey, this is interesting! I didn't expect that I could catch up with such a good show."

Xu Damao knew that this was not only a good opportunity to watch the fun, but also a great opportunity for him to take advantage of it to stir up trouble and disrupt the situation in the entire courtyard. So, his calculating mind began to work rapidly, carefully calculating how to make this "battle for the throne" instigated by Yan Bugui and his wife more and more intense, and the fire burns more and more vigorously. Of course, it would be even better if he could gain some personal benefits from it.

Time passed quickly and it was the next morning. When it was just light, Xu Damao got up early, which was unusual for him. He quickly got dressed, washed up, and carefully took out a few packs of exquisite snacks he had brought back from the city a few days ago. These snacks were beautifully packaged and exuded an alluring aroma. You could tell at a glance that they were worth a lot of money.

With these precious snacks in his arms, Xu Damao tiptoed out of the house like a ghost, and then pretended to be nonchalant and strolled slowly in the yard. Along the way, he greeted everyone he met with great enthusiasm, especially those old neighbors who had a good relationship with Yan Bugui, who were treated with extraordinary courtesy by him.

Whenever he met such neighbors, Xu Damao would greet them with a big smile, first saying good morning, then he would take out a bag of delicious snacks from his arms and hand them to them like a magic trick. While handing them the snacks, he would also casually mention the heated conversation between Yan Bugui and his wife that he had overheard last night. When he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice, and his words just showed some sympathy and understanding for Yan Bugui and his wife, disguising himself as a simple, kind, caring and helpful person.

"Hey, have you heard? Teacher Yan didn't sleep well last night! He and the third aunt sat there sighing and worrying! Can you guess what could have made them so troubled? It turned out to be the matter of Uncle Yi and Second Uncle! This matter really makes people feel bad! Tell me, how could such a thing suddenly happen to these two living people?" Xu Damao said while shaking his head mysteriously. He deliberately said only half of his words, and then closed his mouth and said no more.

However, just this half sentence was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves. The news spread in this small courtyard at an alarming speed, and before long, almost everyone knew about it. Everyone gathered together and talked about it. Some people were full of sympathy, feeling sad for the unfortunate experience of Yan Bugui and his wife; others stared with eyes wide open, showing surprise, obviously very surprised at the loss of power of Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong; many people frowned, secretly speculating in their hearts, what is the truth behind this? How deep is this pool of water? Will one day, even I will be involved in this intricate power game? For a time, the whole courtyard was filled with a tense and mysterious atmosphere.

Xu Damao was secretly delighted when he saw that the time was ripe. Like a cunning fox, he tiptoed to the door of Yan Bugui's house. After knocking gently on the door, Yan Bugui's slightly hunched figure appeared at the door. Xu Damao put on a flattering smile on his face and said in a low voice: "Teacher Yan, I have always been outspoken. Today I have something in my heart, but I really don't know whether I should tell you." As he said this, he deliberately looked around, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui could not help but feel a little curious, and quickly let Xu Damao in and closed the door. Xu Damao came to Yan Bugui and continued mysteriously: "Teacher Yan, you and the third aunt treat us very well on weekdays. Who doesn't know the people in this yard? You two are very kind, and everyone remembers it! But..." At this point, Xu Damao paused for a moment, observing Yan Bugui's reaction.

Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "But what? Damao, just say what you want to say, don't keep us in suspense!" Xu Damao smiled and continued, "I think that if something really happens in the hospital one day and someone needs to stand up and speak for justice, in my opinion, you are definitely the best choice! Anyway, I, Xu Damao, will be the first to stand up and support you!"

After hearing this, Yan Bugui's eyes flashed with an imperceptible gleam. He raised his lips slightly, reached out and patted Xu Damao on the shoulder, and smiled and responded: "Da Mao, you are still an honest child! Don't worry, I know all these things. We have been neighbors for many years, and we know each other well. No one will treat anyone unfairly, right?"

After receiving Yan Bugui's reply, Xu Damao was secretly delighted, knowing that his plan had taken the first step successfully. After leaving Yan Bugui's house, Xu Damao did not give up. In the following days, he shuttled through every corner of the courtyard like a ghost, secretly looking for those neighbors who usually had a good impression of Yan Bugui and his wife, but were dissatisfied with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

Every time he found a target, Xu Damao would repeat the same old tricks. He would first pretend to be worried and exchange a few words with the other party, then seemingly casually mention the various advantages of Yan Bugui and his wife, and then guide the other party to express their dissatisfaction with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong. Finally, he would always hint to the other party meaningfully that perhaps at some critical moments, Yan Bugui would become a more reliable and trustworthy candidate. In this way, through this step-by-step approach, Xu Damao gradually wove an intricate network of relationships in the courtyard, and the core figure of this network was Yan Bugui, whom he wanted to promote.

At the same time, the third aunt was not quiet at all. She was like a busy bee, running around and spreading all kinds of negative rumors about Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong. Moreover, this was not the end. She quietly launched a more secretive action: sending carefully prepared gifts to those who might stand on Yan Bugui's side.

These gifts are varied and dazzling. Sometimes it is just a small basket of fresh eggs, but sometimes it is a whole box of heavy fruits. What is more worth mentioning is that each gift is accompanied by a thank-you letter written by Yan Bugui himself. The words in the letter are sincere and earnest, revealing his beautiful vision for future life and his earnest hope for harmonious coexistence among neighbors.

Before long, the whole courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist. Everyone living in this courtyard began to secretly make their own calculations in their hearts. Some people were looking forward to the upcoming changes with joy, thinking that they might gain some benefits from it; some were worried that such a situation would have an adverse effect on themselves; and the vast majority of people chose to sit on the sidelines and quietly observe how this war without gunpowder would end.

However, Yan Bugui and his wife, as well as Xu Damao and the other two, who were at the core of the storm, unexpectedly reached a tacit understanding despite their different purposes, and worked together to push the situation in a direction they all hoped for - that is, to allow Yan Bugui to successfully ascend to the throne of the new leader of the courtyard. Only in this way can they realize their own hidden desires.