Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

Master Zhao sneered and glared, "A few days? That's how you young people are. You drag your feet when doing things. If you say you want to fix it, you should start right away. Look, this chair is already old. If you don't fix it, how can you use it?"

Xu Mingjie looked at Mr. Zhao's unhappy face and thought to himself, "Is this old man here to cause trouble today? I wonder if he took the wrong medicine." He knew that if he just obeyed, he would be looked down upon. So he decided to deal with it in a different way, smiling slightly and saying, "Mr. Zhao, you are right. We should fix it as soon as possible. However, you also know that we young people usually have our own things to do. We can't be busy with these trivial matters all the time. How about this, I will find someone to fix it tomorrow, is it okay?"

Seeing that he was sincere and reasonable, Mr. Zhao couldn't find a reason to refute him. He knew that although Xu Mingjie was tough, he was measured in what he said and did, unlike the other young people who were unruly. Thinking of this, his tone softened a little: "Okay, let's do it tomorrow. If you don't keep your word, I'll have to settle the score with you!"

Mingjie smiled and nodded: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, just watch my performance!"

Seeing Master Zhao turn around and leave, Mingjie couldn't help but feel relieved: "This old man is really hard to deal with. Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise I would have been scolded by him." He knew that Master Zhao always regarded him as a disobedient junior, and this concept would be difficult to change in a short time. But he didn't want to give in easily. He felt that young people should have their own ideas and persistence.

That night, Mingjie returned home and sat at the table in a daze. Thinking about what happened during the day, he couldn't help feeling a little tired. His mother saw what was on his mind and asked with concern: "Mingjie, what's wrong? You don't seem to be in a good mood."

Mingjie sighed and looked up at his mother: "Mom, I always feel that Mr. Zhao doesn't like me. He finds fault with everything I do. Today he scolded me again because of the chair. Do you think he did it on purpose?"

The mother smiled and comforted him, "Don't think too much. Mr. Zhao is old, so his temper is inevitable. Think about it, he is so old, what hasn't he seen? If you really think you did nothing wrong, don't take it to heart."

Mingjie nodded. His mother's words calmed him down a little. He thought of his "struggle" with Mr. Zhao Er in the past few days, and made up his mind secretly: "No matter what, I still want to stick to my own ideas. As long as they are right, I am not afraid to go against him."

The next morning, Xu Mingjie went to find Wang Xiaopang and Li Dachun. When they heard that they needed to repair the chairs, they immediately agreed to help. The three of them took their tools and worked in the yard for a whole morning, repairing the bamboo chairs firmly. Seeing the enthusiasm of these young people, the neighbors also praised them for being sensible and willing to consider everyone.

Mr. Zhao stood aside and watched. Although his face did not show much expression, he was relieved. He saw that Xu Mingjie really did what he said, and he could not help but feel relieved: "This kid may look dishonest, but he is actually quite responsible."

But just when everyone was busy and leaving work, there was a sudden noise at the gate. Mingjie looked up and saw that it was Mr. Zhao who came over again, holding a worn-out bamboo chair with one leg broken.

"Xiao Mingjie, come here and take a look. What's wrong with this chair? You spent a long time repairing it, but here's a piece of broken stuff left? Are you just going to let everyone sit on it?" Master Zhao asked loudly, with obvious dissatisfaction in his voice.

Mingjie saw it and understood something. He walked over and carefully checked the chair and found that it was indeed too old to be used and could not be repaired. He scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Mr. Zhao, this chair is too broken and cannot be repaired. How about this, I go and buy a new one, is that okay?"

Master Zhao snorted coldly, "You're talking about easy things! Buying a new one? Do you think money comes from the wind? These chairs are recycled. Can't you young people be more careful when doing things?"

Mingjie was a little angry: "Why am I not careful again? This chair is broken like this, it's dangerous to use it again!" But he still held his anger and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, you are right, we should save money. But this chair can't be used anymore, you can't let people fall while sitting on it, right?"

Master Zhao glared at him and snorted angrily: "Little Mingjie, stop arguing with me! I don't believe that there are so many young people in our courtyard, and there is no one who can work? I think you are just lazy!"

This immediately ignited Mingjie's anger. He stood up straight and looked directly at Master Zhao: "Master Zhao, you have to have some evidence for what you say! We young people are all working hard for the hospital, and everyone sees it. You say we are lazy, isn't that a bit unfair?"

When the people in the courtyard saw that the two of them were about to quarrel again, they gathered around them. Some elderly people kindly advised them, "Come on, stop arguing! If the chair is broken, just replace it with a new one. Don't ruin the relationship."

Seeing that everyone came to persuade him, Mr. Zhao Er couldn't get angry anymore, so he just walked away. Before he left, he didn't forget to mutter, "Young man, can't you be more at ease?"

Xu Mingjie has been very smart since he was a child. When he was young, he could get a lot of benefits from the children in the yard. Even the most difficult children could hardly get the upper hand from him. Mingjie's father died early and his mother was ill all year round, which made him understand the difficulties of life earlier than his peers. It was this experience that taught him how to find his own way in a complex environment and how to gain a place in front of many adults.

He is not only shrewd, but also very calculating. Mingjie understands that going against an elder like Mr. Zhao may seem brave on the surface, but it is actually a bit stupid. After all, Mr. Zhao has a high prestige in the courtyard, and almost everyone is in awe of him. If you want to gain a foothold in this courtyard, you must learn how to deal with the difficulties of these elders.

Therefore, Mingjie decided to change his strategy. He realized that a head-on confrontation would only put him in a more passive situation, so he decided to adopt a strategy of using softness to overcome hardness and slowly resolve Mr. Zhao's hostility towards him.

The next day, Mingjie got up early on purpose. He went to the market, carefully selected some fruits and vegetables, and bought some snacks that Mr. Zhao liked the most. When he returned to the yard, he knocked on Mr. Zhao's door.