Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

Every word he said seemed to carry a heavy emotion, like the heavy fruits in autumn. His sympathy for He Yuzhu flowed out like a trickle, delicate and profound, warming the hearts of everyone present. And the confusion and condemnation of He Daqing's actions were like a surging raging wave, with irresistible force, violently impacting everyone's moral bottom line, making it impossible to ignore or stay out of it.

The workers around him stood there motionless, as if they were under a spell, listening attentively, as if every word and sentence was the most precious treasure in the world and could not be missed. Some people kept shaking their heads and sighing, and the sighs were long and heavy, as if they contained endless sorrow and helplessness, feeling extremely sad for the unfair treatment suffered by He Yuzhu, as if they had personally experienced that pain and struggle.

Some people looked indignant, their brows furrowed, like two sharp swords pointing directly at the invisible source of evil. Their fists were clenched, their knuckles turned white from exertion, as if silently announcing their inner anger and dissatisfaction, and they wanted to rush up to He Daqing and argue with him, seeking justice for the mistakes he had made.

Others had faces full of disbelief, their mouths slightly open, their eyes wide open, as if they had seen the most incredible sight in the world, and heard the most absurd thing in the world. Their eyes contained both shock and confusion, as well as deep emotion for the complexity and changeability of human nature.

Liu Pingan stood quietly in the crowd, his mood was as complicated as a bottle of five flavors overturned. His eyes sometimes fell on He Yuzhu, and sometimes turned to the distance, as if he was looking for some answers, and seemed to be recalling the past. Although he and He Yuzhu did not have much contact on weekdays, from occasional contact, he knew that He Yuzhu was a taciturn but tough guy. Every nod and every smile of his seemed to silently tell of his inner strength and indomitable spirit.

However, at this moment, when he learned that He Yuzhu had such a rough and tortuous life experience, he couldn't help but feel more admiration for him, and at the same time, he also felt deep sympathy for this unfortunate man. He seemed to see He Yuzhu struggling forward in the wind and rain, and felt the loneliness and helplessness in his heart.

At this moment, a young worker could no longer suppress his curiosity and concern, and couldn't wait to interrupt and ask: "What happened next? How did He Daqing and the widow live?" This question was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the brief silence at the scene and stirring up ripples. Everyone's eyes were focused on the narrator, their eyes were full of expectation and desire, and they were eagerly waiting for the next part, as if every detail was crucial and could find a clue to the mystery in their hearts.

After hearing everyone's discussion, the older worker couldn't help but let out another long sigh. That sigh seemed to have traveled through the long river of time, carrying with it endless vicissitudes and emotion. He said slowly, "Well, tell me, what else can we do? I have also heard about this matter from others. It is said that they ran away to another place together. At the beginning, perhaps life was still acceptable. After all, there was a companion to support each other, and they could find a little warmth and support in a strange city. However, the feelings in this world are always so fragile and changeable. As time passed, the true face of the widow gradually revealed itself. She was a greedy woman. When she found that He Daqing was no longer of any value to her, she packed her bags without hesitation and ran away with her children. It was a pity that He Daqing was abandoned alone in a foreign land. After so many years, he always felt that he had no face to return here and face his relatives and friends in his hometown, so he was always wandering around outside, without a fixed place to live. I am afraid that only he knows the taste best."

Hearing this, there was a burst of sighs in the crowd. Some people could not hold back and blurted out: "Oh, what a sin! How could such a good family be broken up just like that? The fate and destiny in this world are really unpredictable."

Then, another worker, with a look of indignation on his face, echoed angrily: "Who said it wasn't? This is simply evil deeds being punished! He Daqing was not disciplined on weekdays and had an affair with that widow. Now he has ended up like this. It's all his own fault! Humph, I think this is God's punishment for him, letting him taste the taste of betraying his family and abandoning his wife and children!"

At this time, Liu Pingan, who was standing aside, listened to everyone's discussion silently, and never said a word from beginning to end. His eyes sometimes fell into the distance, and sometimes lowered, as if he was thinking about something. But in fact, in his heart, he was worried about He Yuzhu's future.

Because he knew very well that although He Yuzhu always appeared to be indestructible and carefree, as if nothing mattered to him, deep in his heart, he must be hiding a lot of pain and loneliness that others could not understand. Those unknown pains and tears could only be silently endured and digested by him alone.

Especially now, his unreliable father had done something so absurd again. For He Yuzhu, it was like pouring salt on a wound that had not yet healed. The feeling was probably more painful than a knife cut. His already broken heart suffered another heavy blow, making his already difficult life even worse.

Liu Pingan walked slowly back to his office with heavy steps. He sat at his desk, folded his hands on the table, stared out the window, and fell into deep thought. At the same time, He Yuzhu also came to the kitchen of the cafeteria with a solemn look and hurried steps. His figure looked particularly lonely and desolate under the dim light, as if he was the only one left in the world.

He Yuzhu's face, which was originally rosy and shiny, turned extremely pale at this moment, like a piece of white paper that had been drained of all its vitality, without any blood at all. His eyes, which usually sparkled with a lively light and seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, were now empty and lifeless, as if they had lost their focus, staring blankly at an unknown corner in front of him, his eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

Obviously, the news about his father that he just learned was like a bolt from the blue to him, which completely overturned the entire world he had built deep in his heart. At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his own heart breaking and felt unprecedented despair and pain.

In the busy cafeteria, other chefs noticed He Yuzhu's distraught look and stopped what they were doing and quickly gathered around him. Their faces were full of concern and worry, as if at this moment, all the grudges and hatreds had been thrown out of the window, leaving only deep sympathy and care for He Yuzhu.

"Zhuzi, don't take it too seriously! People like that are not worth your sadness!" The speaker was the experienced and amiable chef Li. As he spoke, he stretched out his broad palm and gently patted He Yuzhu's slightly trembling shoulders. The strength was just right, conveying comfort without bringing extra pressure to He Yuzhu. His tone was low but full of power, as if telling He Yuzhu that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he must face them with strength, because life goes on.

"Yes, Yuzhu, we are all family! We are one family, and no matter what difficulties and setbacks you encounter, we will all work together to help you overcome them!" Aunt Wang held a bowl of steaming and fragrant noodles steadily in her hand, walked slowly to He Yuzhu, and whispered to comfort him. Her voice was gentle and firm, as if she was using this bowl of noodles to convey an invisible power, making He Yuzhu feel the care and warmth of family.

The bowl of noodles was covered with fresh chopped green onions and fragrant meat sauce. The noodles trembled slightly in the heat, giving off an alluring aroma. Aunt Wang had prepared this carefully early in the morning. She hoped that this seemingly ordinary but thoughtful food would allow He Yuzhu to temporarily forget those unpleasant things and feel a little love and warmth from colleagues. She believed that as long as everyone worked together, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome.

With the comfort and care of everyone, He Yuzhu's eyes gradually regained some luster. He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to start. In the end, he just nodded gently to express his gratitude to everyone. At that moment, he deeply felt the warmth and strength of the world, and realized that he was not alone.

Xiao Zhang, who was standing at the side, had always had a very good personal relationship with He Yuzhu. Their friendship was like aged wine, which became more delicious the more you tasted it. At this moment, he stretched out his hands without hesitation, tightly grasped He Yuzhu's slightly rough but powerful hands, looked at him with a firm and encouraging gaze and said, "Brother Zhuzi, you must cheer up! You must know that no matter when and where, you are not fighting alone! You have us, a group of brothers and sisters who truly care about you! As for those things that happened in the past, let them drift away with the wind, it's no big deal! We are all people who look forward, and the most important thing is to look to the future. As long as we think in the same direction, work together, and move forward courageously, then no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, they can't stop our firm steps in pursuing a happy life!"

Xiao Zhang's words were like a warm current, slowly flowing into He Yuzhu's heart, making his originally cold heart begin to warm up a little. He Yuzhu quietly listened to Aunt Wang and Xiao Zhang's heartfelt words, and an unprecedented warm current surged in his heart. This warm current seemed to have magical power, melting the ice and snow deep in his heart bit by bit, making his mood gradually become peaceful.

Gradually, his originally dull eyes began to become moist, with crystal tears flashing in his eyes. But he still clenched his teeth, trying hard not to let the tears burst out. He knew very well that he could not be defeated so easily, because there were so many people who cared about him around him, and he could not let them down. In the end, he took a lot of effort to barely squeeze out a slightly bitter smile from the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both helplessness for the past and expectations for the future. He said to everyone with gratitude: "Thank you so much, everyone. If it weren't for your continued support and company, I'm afraid I would have collapsed long ago. But fortunately, with you by my side, I deeply feel that I am not alone at all... With you, I have the courage and strength to move on."

At this moment, the cafeteria door, which was originally tightly closed, made a slight sound and was slowly pushed open from the outside. Everyone looked towards the door at the same time, and saw a figure walking into the cafeteria with steady steps. This person was Yi Zhonghai, who had a good relationship with He Yuzhu.

In his hands, he tightly held a bottle of beautifully packaged liquor and two transparent glasses. The label on the bottle flickered a faint and charming light under the light. Yi Zhonghai walked directly in the direction of He Yuzhu without any hesitation. He had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were full of concern and encouragement. He walked to He Yuzhu's side, gently placed the liquor and glasses on the table, then patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and said in his unique calm voice: "Zhuzi, come on, let's have a good drink today! Let the past be the past, we have to look forward, there is still a long way to go in the future!"

When he came to He Yuzhu, he smiled slightly, then gently placed the two glasses in his hands on the table. Then, he raised his head, looked at He Yuzhu with gentle and firm eyes and said: "Come on, Zhuzi, let's have a good drink today. This glass of wine is not for anything else, but because we both believe that tomorrow will be better!"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu was slightly stunned, but soon reacted, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he nodded gently to show his agreement. Then, he stretched out his right hand, steadily picked up a cup, and raised it to the same height as the wine glass in Yi Zhonghai's hand.

There was a soft "bang" as the two cups collided in the air, making a clear and pleasant sound. Then, they both tilted their heads back at the same time and drank the wine in the cups.

The spicy liquor flowed down his throat, instantly filling his mouth with a strong flavor. However, for He Yuzhu, this stimulation was not only from the alcohol itself, but more like a blazing fire ignited deep in his heart, filling him with unprecedented courage and determination.