Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Sha Zhu looked at Jia Zhang's slightly embarrassed but sincere appearance, and the resentment in his heart seemed to dissipate a little.

He nodded, accepting the promise.

Then he turned around and opened the door of his house, signaling Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang to come in.

It was late at night and Sha Zhu stood outside the door, looking at the dim light in the house. He knew that taking this step was not only a promise to Qin Huairu, but also a gamble on his own future.

But no matter what, he has made his choice and must bravely bear all the consequences.

Jia Zhang's words were like cold water that extinguished the previous noise. , and Yi Zhonghai's awkward smile was like a shadow under the night sky.

Xu Damao's ridicule spread silently, like a sharp stone, inadvertently breaking the tranquility and making Sha Zhu furious.

The stone in his hand drew an arc with reluctance and anger, and finally fell into the dust in the distance, announcing the temporary end of this farce.

The neighbors dispersed and returned to their homes, leaving Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu standing opposite each other.

Qin Huairu's eyes flashed with tenderness and determination. She comforted Sha Zhu in a soft voice. Her words were like the warm spring sun, gradually melting the ice in Sha Zhu's heart.

"Don't bother with him, Shazhu. You deserve better." Qin Huairu's words were like a spring breeze, gradually relaxing Shazhu's tense nerves.

"You're right, Qin Huairu, why should I bother with that kind of person." Sha Zhu took a deep breath, and his eyes regained his former firmness and open-mindedness.

He looked at Qin Huairu and immediately made a decision, "Your family is in a bad situation right now, why don't you move to my place first, at least you'll have a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

Qin Huairu's eyes turned red when she heard this, and her gratitude was beyond words.

"Shazhu, thank you, you are always so kind." The two said no more and started to pack the items needed for moving. In the night, their figures were busy and warm, as if adding a little homely flavor to this small courtyard.

The moon was at its zenith and the moving work was finally completed.

Qin Huairu and her family settled down under Sha Zhu's roof. Although the space was not large, everyone's face was filled with long-lost peace and contentment.

Sha Zhu went straight into the kitchen and started preparing dinner.

Soon, the aroma of the food filled the entire courtyard, attracting everyone to look in, secretly admiring Sha Zhu's cooking skills.

At dinner time, a table full of sumptuous dishes was laid out on the table. Everyone sat around it and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Sha Zhu raised his glass and proposed: "Cheers to the beginning of a new life and to our unity!"

Everyone responded, and the clinking of glasses expressed infinite longing and hope for the future.

After dinner, when everyone had left, Chen Fei quietly took out a yellowed curse talisman, a mysterious item he had obtained by chance. Under the dim light, he concentrated and wrote slowly on the talisman with trembling hands:

"May Jia Zhang feel good about Sha Zhu and turn hostility into friendship." After writing, he blew gently, as if to inject soul into the talisman, and then hid it carefully in his pocket, silently reciting an unknown wish in his heart.

It was late at night and the courtyard returned to tranquility again. Only the occasional chirping of insects and the barking of dogs in the distance broke the silence of the night.

Shazhu lay on the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window. Everything that happened today seemed like a dream, yet so real.

He closed his eyes and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was full of anticipation for the future.

At the same time, a barely perceptible light flashed quietly in Jia Zhang's room, and she inexplicably felt a strange feeling in her heart, a subtle feeling she had never had before for Sha Zhu...

Jia Zhang's eyes flashed with a strange light in the darkness, a complex emotion mixed with madness and determination.

She stood up slowly; each step seemed extremely heavy, yet extremely firm, as if an indescribable force was driving her.

Sha Zhu was still struggling in his sleep, his face covered with fine beads of sweat. He kept calling Qin Huairu's name, his voice filled with anxiety and helplessness.

In his dream, the Jia family compound turned into a sea of ​​fire, and Qin Huairu rushed into the fire desperately just to rescue those items that might not be valuable to her.

Sha Zhu's heart was deeply hurt. He tried desperately to stop it, but found himself bound by an invisible force and could only watch his beloved fall into danger.

At this moment, Jia Zhang's footsteps echoed in the room. In her hand, she was tightly holding a thick hemp rope, which she had just found out of the utility room.

His eyes were full of determination, as if he wanted to pour out all his resentment and dissatisfaction through this rope.

She mistakenly thought that Shazhu's cry was a provocation to her and a resistance to her long-standing desire for control. The dark power in her heart that was aroused by the cursed talisman became more and more violent.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape from my grasp like this?" Jia Zhang whispered, her voice full of coldness and cruelty.

She approached the sleeping Shazhu step by step, the rope in her hand ready to move like a poisonous snake.

Sha Zhu's dream and reality seemed to be intertwined at this moment. His unconscious struggle made Jia Zhang mistakenly believe that he was resisting, which strengthened her determination.

"Qin Huairu can't save you. Today, I will make you completely submit to me!" Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and pounced on Sha Zhu. She wrapped one end of the rope tightly around his wrist and pulled hard in an attempt to bind his hands tightly.

Sha Zhu was awakened by the sudden pain. He opened his eyes and saw Jia Zhang's distorted face close to him, her eyes full of madness and hatred.

"Grandma, what are you doing?!" Sha Zhu exclaimed and tried to break free, but Jia Zhang's strength was beyond imagination. The more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

"Don't call me grandma! You unfilial son, I want to let you know who is the master of this family!" Jia Zhang's voice trembled with anger, and the movements of her hands became more frantic.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door, accompanied by Qin Huairu's anxious cry: "Shazhu! Shazhu! Are you okay?"

The sound penetrated the night as well as the tension and depression in the room.

Jia Zhang paused, a trace of panic flashed across her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by deeper determination.

She gritted her teeth and decided to go all the way and end the matter once and for all.

However, Sha Zhu found an opportunity to fight back at this critical moment. He used the weight of his body to roll over suddenly, pressing Jia Zhang under him, while shouting for help.

"Qin Huairu! Come and help me!" Sha Zhu's cry echoed in the night sky. Qin Huairu rushed into the room upon hearing the voice and immediately stepped forward to help when she saw the situation.

After a fierce fight, the two men finally subdued Jia Zhang and untied the ropes that bound Sha Zhu.

"Grandma, how did you become like this?" Sha Zhu looked at Jia Zhang, who looked extremely weak after being subdued, and his heart was full of confusion and pain.

Qin Huairu had a serious look on her face. She said softly to Sha Zhu, "Sha Zhu, we have to find out the reason behind this. We can't let Jia Zhang continue like this."

Sha Zhu was lying on his simple bed at this moment, his breathing a little rapid because of the dream he just had.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and what was reflected in his pupils was not the tenderness of dreams, but Jia Zhang's twisted and hideous face, which was approaching infinitely, with a disgusting sour smell.