Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

The night slowly descended like a huge black curtain, and the courtyard was gradually shrouded in darkness. The noise and bustle of the day seemed to fade away as the night deepened, and slowly returned to its former tranquility. In the night, the breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if it was the whisper of nature at night, adding a bit of mystery and remoteness to this quiet night.

At this moment, the whole yard was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects coming from deep in the grass, as if they were performing a silent concert, with every note full of vitality. And the cheerful laughter of children faintly heard in the distance, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, gently broke the deep silence and added a bit of warmth and joy to the night.

The fierce fight between Xu Damao and He Daqing during the day was like a sudden storm, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard. This storm was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up ripples and disturbing people's originally peaceful and harmonious lives. For a while, people in the courtyard talked about it, some were surprised, some were curious, and some secretly speculated on the reasons behind the fight.

He Yuzhu and He Yushui, brother and sister, were sitting quietly beside their slightly old dining table, which was full of warm memories, when they heard the shocking news. For a moment, the air in the house seemed to freeze. The brother and sister were speechless, their eyes met, and there were all kinds of complex emotions. There was surprise, confusion, anger, and a hint of helplessness and loss that was hard to describe.

He Yuzhu frowned tightly, his thick eyebrows almost twisted into a knot. His thick and powerful hands unconsciously grasped the teacup on the table, and kept gently rubbing the wall of the cup. The subtle sound produced by the friction between the cup and his fingers seemed particularly crisp and pleasant in this quiet atmosphere. This subtle sound seemed to be the release of his inner emotions, and every friction seemed to be telling the waves deep in his heart.

My thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that stormy night many years ago, when that ruthless and irresponsible father, He Daqing, left home quietly in the storm under the cover of night, and never heard from him again, leaving the young brother and sister alone and helpless. That night, the rain poured down and the thunder roared, as if nature was also crying for their fate. Since then, the brother and sister began a difficult life. They supported each other, grew up together, and carried the burden of life on their young shoulders.

Now, when He Daqing reappeared in their lives in a way they had never expected, the brother and sister were undoubtedly in a complicated mood. They wanted to question why their father had abandoned them so cruelly, and they also wanted to understand what he had experienced over the years. However, when all this started with a fierce fight, they felt more helpless and confused.

The deep pain of being abandoned by a loved one is like an indelible scar engraved on the heart. Even after a long period of washing and baptism, the erosion of wind and rain, and the comfort of time, it still cannot be completely healed. Whenever it is late at night, or when I think back to it in an inadvertent moment, the scar is like being gently touched, and it still hurts, making people unable to let go.

At this moment, the father who once made the two siblings feel desperate and extremely disappointed, and even became a shadow in their hearts, He Daqing, unexpectedly fought with Xu Damao without hesitation to defend his family's reputation! This sudden "heroic act" was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up waves in He Yuzhu's heart, causing a complex and difficult-to-distinguish emotion to surge in his heart, like an overturned five-flavor bottle, with all kinds of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, intertwined together, making it difficult for him to distinguish the taste for a while.

He Yushui, who was standing at the side, had slightly red eyes, as crystal clear as morning dewdrops, sparkling with tears. Her slender fingers could not help but tightly entangle her hair, as if to wrap up all the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart. Compared with her brother, her inner world seemed more delicate, sensitive and fragile, like a delicate flower that could not withstand any wind and rain.

In the memory deep in her mind, her father's figure was always so hazy and out of reach, like an unreachable dream that could never be touched. However, it was this father's love that she had been missing for a long time, like an invisible hand, quietly plucked her heartstrings in countless silent nights, turning into drops of silent tears, silently soaking her pillowcase and her heart.

Now, her father had returned to their lives in such an unexpected way, which brought her some rare warmth, like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm but short-lived; but also mixed with an indescribable anger and deep confusion, like a fog covering her heart, making her lose her direction. She really couldn't understand why her father could be so cruel to abandon her and her brother and sister, leaving them alone to face the ups and downs of life; and now he suddenly made such a move, as if to make up for the mistakes of the past, and as if to find some lost emotions.

"Brother... tell me, what on earth is Dad doing?" Finally, He Yushui, who could no longer hold back her surging emotions, spoke softly to break the suffocating silence. There was a tremor in her voice, as if she herself did not believe that it came from her own mouth. As soon as she finished speaking, a slight sob came from her throat, which was the silent expression of her deep emotions. At the same time, her words were full of confusion, like a boat that had lost its way, drifting helplessly in the vast ocean.

He Yuzhu sighed heavily, as if that breath carried all his helplessness and confusion, and slowly put down the steaming teacup in his hand. The steam in the cup lingered in the air, just like his chaotic thoughts at the moment. His eyes, which were originally as deep as a pool of water, now looked even more deep and solemn, as if they could see into the deepest secrets in people's hearts.

"I don't know either, Yu Shui." He Yuzhu's voice was low and hoarse, with endless vicissitudes and confusion, as if it was an echo from the distant past. "Maybe our father really has his own unspeakable difficulties. Those pasts that we have never touched may hide his unspeakable secrets. Or maybe... he just wants to try his best to make up for the mistakes he made, and use his clumsy and stubborn way to try to find the long-lost family affection. But no matter what, the deep scars left by the past years are not easy to forget. They are like marks engraved on the heart, always reminding us of the pain we once suffered."

For a moment, the brother and sister were silent, both of them fell into long and heavy contemplation. They seemed to be tightly wrapped by an invisible net, and the hustle and bustle of the outside world seemed to be completely isolated by an invisible barrier at this moment, leaving only the suffocating quiet atmosphere in the house, and an indescribable sense of depression in the air.

They gradually began to understand that no matter what the motivations and purposes of He Daqing's current actions were, this sudden "fatherly love" was a long and difficult journey for them. They needed to spend a lot of time to slowly chew and digest it, trying to understand the sudden emotion that came like a sweet rain from heaven, and to heal the scars buried by the years.

However, compared to He Daqing's personal emotional entanglement, at this moment, the brother and sister are more concerned about how to do their best to maintain the superficial peace and tranquility of the entire family. They know that family harmony is their most precious wealth, and they must not let the shadows of the past spread silently again and shroud their lives again. They must be strong and brave, for each other and for this family.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai had just learned from a middle-aged woman about the whole story of He Daqing beating Xu Damao. After hearing the news, his usually calm and amiable face revealed a very complicated expression. His brows were furrowed, and there was obvious surprise in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it was true; at the same time, there was a hint of deep thought, as if he was thinking about how to properly handle this sudden dispute to maintain the harmony and tranquility of the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai is a well-known good man in the courtyard! He always smiles and is warm-hearted to everyone. No matter who is in trouble and needs help, he will lend a hand without hesitation. Moreover, he has always been fair and selfless in handling things, and never favors any party. Because of this, the neighbors in the courtyard respect him very much.

Speaking of the grievances between He Daqing and Xu Damao, Yi Zhonghai had naturally heard a little bit about it. However, he had never thought that these small conflicts would one day escalate to the point of fighting. Especially He Daqing, a man who had been away from home for many years and had no news, but now suddenly came back without any signs, and was involved in this dispute in such a shocking way as soon as he came back, which was really surprising!

"Wife, this matter...are you sure? Did He Daqing really beat Xu Damao?" Yi Zhonghai asked the aunt again with a look of suspicion on his face, his words revealing surprise and disbelief that was difficult to conceal.

The lady nodded vigorously, her face very solemn, and she slowly said, "It's absolutely true! This matter has been widely circulated for a long time, and many people were there at the time. I saw with my own eyes that He Daqing rushed over aggressively and pinned Xu Damao to the ground. The two of them wrestled into a ball. The scene was so intense! Oh, I can't believe it. He Daqing usually looks quite honest and decent, how could he suddenly become so impulsive?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed deeply, shook his head slowly, and muttered to himself with a sad face: "Alas! This He Daqing, I haven't seen him for so many years. I didn't expect that he would cause such a big commotion this time. I really don't know what he has been through in these years. It seems that he must have brought a lot of unknown stories with him this time."

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai fell into a brief silence. He frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and stood there quietly, thinking about how to deal with the dispute in front of him. After all, the grudge between He Daqing and Xu Damao cannot be resolved in a day or two. If this matter cannot be properly handled, it is very likely to bring unpredictable negative impacts to the entire courtyard, thus destroying the originally peaceful and harmonious living atmosphere here.

Not only that, Yi Zhonghai also knew very well that the feelings of He Yuzhu and He Yushui towards their father He Daqing had always been very complicated and subtle. Therefore, it was quite difficult to handle this matter properly. Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel a headache, but he didn't back down.

After a while, Yi Zhonghai finally opened his eyes, turned to look at his wife, and said seriously: "Wife, I have to think carefully about this matter and think carefully about what is the most appropriate way to deal with it. No matter what, we must do our best to maintain the stability and harmony of the courtyard!" As he spoke, his eyes revealed a trace of unwavering determination.

The old lady raised her hand and patted his rough hand gently, saying earnestly, "Zhong Hai, this matter depends entirely on you! You know, you are the backbone of our entire courtyard! We all trust you from the bottom of our hearts!"

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai felt a warm current in his heart. He nodded solemnly, saying that he would do his best to handle this matter. Then, he looked at the aunt with gratitude, and their eyes met, conveying a silent understanding and commitment.

Then, Yi Zhonghai turned around and walked out of the house slowly with firm and steady steps. At this moment, he had already started thinking about how to find He Yuzhu and He Yushui to have a good talk. After all, only by fully understanding their true inner thoughts can we further plan a more appropriate and reasonable solution. At the same time, he also planned to find He Daqing by all means, and try to find a peaceful and satisfactory solution through communication, so that this originally somewhat thorny problem can be resolved satisfactorily.