Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight quietly peeks out of the horizon, the whole world seems to be gently awakened. The sun has just risen, and the soft light penetrates the dense leaves, like carefully woven golden threads, gently falling on the ground, forming patches of light and shadows of various shapes and interweaving light and dark. These light and shadows jump on the ground, just like the elves of nature dancing happily. The breeze blows gently, bringing a little early autumn coolness. It blows on people's faces just right, making people feel an indescribable refreshment in this quiet morning.

Yan Bugui gently pushed open the slightly old but time-honored door of his house, as if bidding farewell to the past and welcoming a new day. He stepped out, stood at the door, and took a deep breath of the fresh and pleasant air. The air was mixed with the fragrance of soil and flowers, as if to absorb all the vitality of the morning into the body. Suddenly, a cool and refreshing feeling spread from the nose to the whole body, as if an invisible force was injected into his body, making him, who was originally a little sleepy, instantly become energetic and his eyes became bright.

Yan Bugui looked up at the sky, which was azure blue, cloudless and clear. The bright sunshine shone generously on the earth, covering everything around with a layer of light golden light, and the whole world seemed so beautiful and harmonious. He looked down at the stone road shining in the sun, and each stone slab was like a carefully polished work of art, reflecting dazzling light. Yan Bugui's mouth corners slightly raised, his heart full of expectations for the future, and then he walked forward with firm and powerful steps, each step was so confident and calm.

The destination of his trip was exactly the home of his good friend Liu Ping'an. Along the way, Yan Bugui was excited but also a little nervous. He secretly wondered what kind of changes this visit might bring to his life. Maybe it would really be an important turning point in his life as he had expected, allowing him to find the key to solving the problem. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel an irrepressible excitement in his heart, and his pace quickened.

Soon, Yan Bugui arrived at the door of Liu Ping'an's house. He stopped and looked up at the tightly closed wooden door, feeling mixed emotions. He raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the door gently. The knock was particularly clear and loud in the quiet morning, as if announcing the arrival of a visitor to this peaceful morning. As the knock on the door sounded, Yan Bugui's heart couldn't help but rise. He began to pray silently in his heart that this visit would go smoothly, hoping that Liu Ping'an could bring him some useful information or suggestions. His eyes flashed with a light of expectation and tension, as if at this moment, all his hopes and sustenance were concentrated on this door that was about to open.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far away, like a brisk morning melody, breaking the tranquility of the early morning. Then, the door was slowly and rhythmically opened, as if even the action of opening the door was full of warmth and expectation. Liu Ping'an's familiar and kind face appeared in front of Yan Bugui, and his smile was as warm as the sun, instantly dispelling the tension in Yan Bugui's heart.

Seeing Yan Bugui standing outside the door, a hint of surprise flashed in Liu Ping'an's eyes. He immediately showed an extremely brilliant smile and greeted him warmly: "Oh, Uncle Yan, why are you here so early? This really surprised me. Come in, come in. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold!" As he spoke, he stepped aside to make way and waved his right hand gently, as if inviting a distinguished guest, and invited Yan Bugui into the house.

Yan Bugui smiled and nodded to Liu Ping'an. As he walked into the house, he said apologetically, "Ping'an, I'm so sorry to bother you so early. Didn't it delay your work? If there is anything urgent, just go and do it first, and we can talk another day." Liu Ping'an waved his hand quickly, and the smile on his face became brighter. He laughed and replied, "Look at what you said, Uncle Yan! It's my honor to have you come to my place! I'm so happy that I can't even wait to talk about delaying my work! Come on, please sit down, I'll make you a pot of good tea."

Yan Bugui gently pushed the door open and stepped into the house. His sharp eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment, and saw that the furnishings in the house were neat and orderly, spotless, and every item was placed just right, revealing the owner's care and taste. The windows were bright and clean, and the sunlight shone through the windows onto the ground, forming patches of warm light, making people feel particularly comfortable and warm.

Yan Bugui nodded with satisfaction, a look of approval on his face. Then, he slowly walked to a chair and sat down gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility and harmony. At this time, Liu Ping'an was looking at him with a smile, his eyes revealing a hint of kindness and friendliness, as if saying: "Uncle Yan, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Bugui cleared his throat, his voice carrying a hint of gentleness and kindness, and he spoke first: "Ping'an, we haven't had a good chat like this for a long time! Are you busy recently? I happen to be free today, so I wanted to chat with you and reminisce about the past." Liu Ping'an quickly responded with a smile: "Uncle Yan, you are right, I have been looking forward to talking to you more! We must have a good chat today and say everything we haven't said before!" As he said that, he turned around to make tea, his movements were skillful and elegant, as if he was making the most perfect preparations for this rare gathering.

So, the two began this warm and in-depth conversation, as if they were two old friends who had met after a long separation, with endless topics and stories to talk about. They first talked about their respective work situations. Yan Bugui, with the care of an elder, asked Liu Pingan in detail about the specific content of his work in the factory, as well as the difficulties and challenges he encountered in his daily work. His eyes were full of expectations, as if he was listening to a child telling about the details of his growth. Liu Pingan answered every question seriously, revealing a kind of tenacity and optimism in his words, and shared some of his experiences and insights at work, including how to overcome difficulties, how to get along with colleagues and other valuable experiences.

Then, the topic naturally shifted to daily life. Yan Bugui asked Liu Ping'an about his family situation, his children's academic performance, and even how he and his wife get along. His tone was full of warmth and care, as if he was asking about his family's recent situation. Liu Ping'an also told about every detail of his family without hiding anything, from the warm relationship between husband and wife, to how to educate children, to the little happiness in life, he shared them one by one. His face was filled with a happy smile, as if he was telling a beautiful story about home.

In this way, time passed unnoticed, and the two talked about past memories, current situations, and visions and expectations for the future. Their words were full of love for life and expectations for the future, as if they had endless things to say. However, in this seemingly casual conversation, Yan Bugui did not forget the real purpose of his visit - he wanted to get some useful information from Liu Pingan to help him solve some of the problems he was currently facing.

While he was chatting seemingly casually, he was carefully guiding the topic. There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he was looking for a suitable opportunity to introduce the topic to what he wanted to know. Finally, the opportunity came! Yan Bugui pretended to be casual and asked: "Ping An, how is your work recently? I heard that your factory has been doing well recently? Are there any new projects or policies that have brought about a turnaround?" After saying that, he stared at the changes in Liu Ping An's expression, trying to catch some clues from it, hoping to get some useful information or inspiration from Liu Ping An. His heart was full of expectation and tension, as if at this moment, all his hopes and sustenance were concentrated on Liu Ping An's answer.

Liu Pingan was slightly stunned, then nodded and answered truthfully: "Yes, Uncle Yan, our factory's performance has been quite good recently. But the pressure is also quite high. Look, we have been working overtime recently to complete the order tasks."

Yan Bugui thought to himself, "Hmm...it seems this guy is still holding back. I can't ask him directly like this. I have to find a more subtle way." Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, and a friendly smile appeared on his face again, and he continued to chat with Liu Ping'an...

So, he coughed lightly and changed the subject inconspicuously: "Ping An, have you heard about what happened in this yard recently? I heard from others that things seem to be a bit uneasy recently." After hearing this, Liu Ping An's face, which was originally as calm as water, slightly rippled, but in the blink of an eye, he was as calm as usual. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in an unclear tone: "Oh? Really, Uncle Yan. You know, I have been busy with my work all day long these days, and I really haven't paid much attention to the things in the yard. But I think it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes, staring closely at the fleeting subtle changes on Liu Ping'an's face, and he already had some speculations in his mind. He knew very well that although Liu Ping'an did not tell him directly, judging from his expression and behavior, he must know something about the inside story. So, Yan Bugui decided to test him again, and said earnestly: "Ping'an, I understand that you are very busy at work, but the various matters in this courtyard are closely related to the vital interests of all of us! If there is any important news, you might as well tell me the truth, so that I can make a response plan early."

Liu Ping'an lowered his head slightly, staring at the ground, as if there were endless secrets and choices hidden there. He stood there quietly, motionless, as if time had frozen at this moment. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes revealing an indescribable entanglement and struggle.

Finally, Liu Ping'an took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and sighed softly: "Uncle Yan... It's not that I, your nephew, intentionally hide it from you. It's just that this matter is too complicated and confusing. There are many people and things involved, and they are subtle. It can't be explained clearly in just a few words. Even if I talk about it for a day and a night, I'm afraid I can only give a general idea." Having said that, he shook his head helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face.

However, despite this, Liu Ping'an immediately added: "But, please believe me, Uncle Yan, I will do my best to find out the relevant information. As long as there is any sign of movement, or get a little useful clue, I promise to inform you at the first time, without any delay!" As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly to show his determination and sincerity.

After listening to Liu Ping'an's sincere words, Yan Bugui still felt a little disappointed, but he also understood that the other party had indeed tried his best. So he nodded gently, expressing his understanding and acceptance of the current situation. At the same time, he earnestly reminded: "Okay, Ping'an, if that's the case, then uncle will not force you. I just hope that you must be more careful in the process of inquiring about the news, and don't put yourself in danger because of your eagerness for success! After all, no matter what, personal safety is always the most important." After speaking, he looked at Liu Ping'an with a look full of care and concern, his eyes were full of the love of an elder for a younger generation.

However, Yan Bugui's stubborn heart did not give up because of Liu Ping'an's indifferent response. Like a persistent hound, he bit the target tightly and continued to engage in a thrilling battle with Liu Ping'an.

Yan Bugui racked his brains and used all his tricks to test Liu Ping'an's bottom line in various clever ways. Every confrontation was like a silent contest, full of tension and excitement.

As time went by, Yan Bugui gradually caught a hint from Liu Ping'an in his repeated attempts. The vague breath seemed to be a clue hidden in the darkness, guiding him to gradually uncover a corner of the mysterious veil behind the yard.

Yan Bugui began to realize that what happened in the yard was much more complicated and difficult than he had initially imagined. Under those seemingly ordinary appearances, there seemed to be countless unknown secrets and conspiracies.

Despite this, Yan Bugui was not intimidated by the difficulties ahead, nor did he despair. On the contrary, the implicit hint from Liu Ping'an made the fire in his heart burn even more vigorously.

He knew that he had already embarked on a road full of thorns, but no matter what difficulties and obstacles were waiting for him ahead, he had no intention of retreating. Because at this moment, he had no choice and there was no way out behind him. Only by moving forward bravely and fighting hard could he find out the truth and solve this intricate mystery.