Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

However, although the surface scene is like a quiet lake, without any ripples, as if even the breeze has never passed by, this tranquility is just a carefully woven, false veil to cover up the unknown undercurrent. In fact, deep in the courtyard, there is a surging undercurrent, which is like the magma hidden underground, constantly churning and stirring, never stopping for a moment. It is the unknown power struggle and interest entanglement that collide fiercely in silence.

Although the open and covert struggles between Yan Bugui and Xu Damao have eased on the surface, both sides have chosen to slightly restrain their sharp edges like blades, showing a seemingly peaceful attitude, as if all the grudges have gone with the wind. However, under this seemingly calm appearance, the calculations and conspiracies deep in their hearts are like wild grasses that no one cares about in spring. Instead of withering because of the severe cold of winter, they grow more wildly with the blowing of the spring breeze, until they cover the entire soul.

Yan Bugui, the shrewd man in the courtyard, began to show an unprecedented cautiousness after careful consideration. He knew that if he wanted to sit firmly in the seat in this complex and ever-changing courtyard, relying on those small tricks would be like trying to build a tower with fine sand, which would eventually turn into a bubble. Only by truly gaining the sincere support and support of more people can he build an indestructible foundation and achieve the grand goal in his heart.

Therefore, Yan Bugui made up his mind to completely change his style of doing things. From that moment on, he seemed to have been reborn, and began to try to adopt a more gentle, friendly and people-oriented style of dealing with people than before. Whether facing his neighbors or residents in other courtyards, he would show a kind and amiable smile, which was as warm as the spring sunshine, as if it could melt the ice and snow in people's hearts. He would also take the initiative to care about the other party's recent situation. Whether it was family matters or trivial matters in life, he would listen patiently and answer carefully, as if he had become the most reliable support in everyone's hearts.

Through these subtle but sincere actions, Yan Bugui hopes to gradually change people's past bad impression of him, and thus establish a new, upright and friendly good image in everyone's mind. His efforts, like spring rain, moisten things silently, but subtly change the atmosphere in the courtyard.

But on Xu Damao's side, the situation is completely different. At this moment, his heart is like a dark cloud, full of unwillingness and burning anger. The stern warning of the deaf old lady was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, forcing him to face up to his previous behaviors. Those arrogant and arrogant behaviors now seem so ridiculous and childish. His heart is full of regret and self-blame, but more of it is jealousy and hatred towards Yan Bugui. He knows that he must make changes in order to regain the upper hand in this silent war. However, where will this change lead the Siheyuan? All this is still unknown.

However, even in the face of such difficulties, Xu Damao did not intend to give up, bow to fate, and surrender. In his heart, the unyielding fire was still burning, and he buried the humiliation deeply in the most secret corner of his heart, turning it into an invisible force that pushed him forward. He secretly vowed that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, one day, he would make a comeback and regain his own glory and status with a more brilliant attitude, so that everyone would look at him with new eyes.

In order to achieve this grand goal, Xu Damao began to act quietly, like a cheetah lurking in the dark, silently exploring new opportunities and looking for opportunities that could help him. He knew that in the complex and ever-changing environment of the Siheyuan, every subtle movement could become the key to his comeback. Therefore, he carefully planned and thought about how to make more ingenious use of the intricate and contradictory relationships within the Siheyuan, cleverly lay out, and set up a series of schemes to achieve his ulterior goal.

In his heart, he has a scale that measures every possible opportunity and risk. He knows that it is not wise to fight head-on, as it will only put him in a more passive position. Only by quietly setting up a game within a game, taking advantage of the various contradictions and disputes in the courtyard, and cleverly guiding the development of the situation, can he achieve a surprise victory and realize his revenge.

At the same time, He Yuzhu did not completely relax or take it lightly just because the deaf old lady personally took action. He knew very well that the situation in the courtyard was still unpredictable and undercurrents were surging. Even a tiny movement could be like a lit fuse, instantly setting off a new round of disputes and turmoil. Therefore, he remained highly vigilant and secretly spied on everyone's every move, especially Yan Bugui and Xu Damao, who were given extra attention by him.

He Yuzhu knew very well that Yan Bugui and Xu Damao were not honest and their minds were full of calculations and conspiracies. They might resort to some shady tricks at any time to stir up new waves in the courtyard. Therefore, he must always be vigilant and ready to deal with possible crises. Only in this way can he remain invincible in this complex and changing environment and protect himself and everyone in the courtyard.

Days passed by one after another, and the daily life in the courtyard seemed to have returned to the peaceful state of the past. Neighbors would meet in the courtyard from time to time, greet each other with kind smiles on their faces, and excitedly exchange the trivial matters of their respective families. Innocent children ran and played in the narrow and deep alleys, and the white-haired old people sat peacefully at the door of their homes, basking in the warm sun and chatting about family matters. However, under this seemingly harmonious scene, in fact, everyone's heart is hidden with different thoughts and little tricks.

On that sunny afternoon, the originally peaceful and tranquil courtyard was suddenly broken by a loud noise. A snow-white cat, with light steps, like an innocent elf, accidentally ran into Yan Bugui's yard. This cute little guy might just be curious about exploring the new environment, or maybe he was chasing a passing figure, completely unaware that he was about to cause a big uproar.

At this time, Yan Bugui was humming a little tune and happily hanging the washed clothes one by one on the clothes drying rack. When he accidentally caught a glimpse of the intruder, he suddenly felt a nameless fire rising in his heart. The cat jumped lightly from the clothes drying rack, accidentally knocked down a few clothes that had just been hung, and left a few dirty paw prints on them.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui's face suddenly turned gloomy. He rushed to the door in two steps, widened his eyes, and started shouting at the top of his voice: "Oh my! Look, whose cat is this? It is so ignorant of the rules that it ran into my house to make trouble!" As he spoke, he pointed at the soiled clothes on the ground, as if they had suffered a great disaster.

Hearing Yan Bugui's cry, the neighbors put down their work and rushed over to find out what was going on. Everyone gathered together, looking at the scene in front of them, and started talking about it. Some said it was just a few cat paw prints, and it would be fine after washing; others advised Yan Bugui not to take it too seriously, saying it was just a small matter between neighbors.

But Yan Bugui was not willing to give up. He put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "It's easy for you to say! This is not just a matter of a few cat's paw prints. If this cat can run in and dirty my clothes today, can it break into the house and cause damage tomorrow? People like you can't even take care of your own pets, so what qualifications do you have to live in this yard?" After saying that, he glared at the neighbor who raised a cat, his eyes full of blame and dissatisfaction.

Seeing Yan Bugui being so persistent, everyone felt helpless. But they still patiently continued to persuade him, "Old Yan, calm down. The kitten didn't mean to do anything. We neighbors should tolerate each other." However, Yan Bugui seemed to not listen to these advices at all, and instead became more and more excited.

He cleared his throat, raised his voice and continued: "I think the management of our courtyard is getting worse and worse! If it continues like this, I don't know how many troubles will arise! So, from now on, everyone must pay attention to me and abide by the rules of the courtyard, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" At this point, Yan Bugui's face revealed a trace of imperceptible pride. Obviously, he felt that he had seized this rare opportunity and could use it to establish his prestige in the courtyard.

At this critical moment, a figure appeared quietly in front of everyone like a ghost. This person was none other than Xu Damao, who was known for his cunning tricks! He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a cunning smile, and walked towards Yan Bugui with light steps.

When he approached Yan Bugui, Xu Damao deliberately lowered his voice and whispered softly: "Teacher Yan, why do you have to argue with these ignorant people? How can they know your good intentions? You have worked so hard and spared no effort, all for the harmony, tranquility and order of our entire courtyard! It's a pity that they can't understand your deep meaning at all. But it doesn't matter, they don't understand you, but I do!"

Xu Damao's seemingly sincere words were heard by Yan Bugui, just like a long drought and a rain, which made him happy. In an instant, Yan Bugui suddenly realized that Xu Damao, who was always at odds with him, would stand up and stand by him at such a critical moment! Thinking of this, Yan Bugui thought to himself: It seems that although Xu Damao and I don't get along well, under certain circumstances, he can be a target for alliance.

Having made up his mind, Yan Bugui immediately decided to work with Xu Damao to jointly plan how to establish his supreme authority in this courtyard. The two hit it off and quickly finalized a series of detailed plans, and then put them into action.

From that day on, Yan Bugui began to organize various courtyard activities more and more frequently. Whether it was a summer evening party, an autumn harvest celebration, a winter fireside chat, or a spring flower-viewing outing... every event was carefully prepared and arranged by Yan Bugui, striving to fully demonstrate his outstanding leadership ability.

At the same time, Xu Damao secretly used various means to spread rumors and sow discord. Sometimes he spread some unfounded rumors, and sometimes he deliberately provoked trivial disputes between neighbors, hoping that by creating various contradictions and disputes, Yan Bugui would gradually establish awe-inspiring and convincing prestige in the process of mediation.

However, things went against their wishes, and their carefully planned conspiracy did not go as smoothly as expected. In the quaint and quiet courtyard, although the residents seemed to be obedient to the actions of Yan Bugui and Xu Damao on the surface, in fact, everyone's heart was already filled with dissatisfaction and disgust.

People began to gather together quietly, whispering to each other, and unabashedly expressing their accusations against Yan Bugui and Xu Damao. They denounced the two men's ambitions as unstoppable as a blazing fire, and they were disgusted by their unscrupulous behavior to achieve their goals.

At this moment, the respected and venerable old lady stepped forward again. She slowly gathered all the residents in the courtyard with her staggering steps. Then, she spoke to everyone earnestly in her voice full of vicissitudes of life: "My children, our courtyard has survived through wind and rain, relying on the unity and selfless help of everyone. But look at the current situation. Just for such a tiny little profit, you can actually fight to the point of red face and neck, and even quarrel to the point of no return. How can this be? We must not lose the good reputation that our entire courtyard has accumulated for a long time because of these trivial matters!"