Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

When Xiao Yun came to his senses and looked at the coal pile, he was dumbfounded.

Damn, I’m trying to trap him, but where’s my coal?

Xiao Yun thought he was sleepy and must have seen it wrong, but after rubbing his eyes twice, he still saw only coal slag on the ground, no coal lumps.

This made Xiao Yun look at the Jia family. "Damn it, I asked you to use coal, but you used it all up in one go? There are at least 200 kilograms of coal here? Were you refining the elixir in the house?"

As he was thinking about it, Xiao Yun suddenly realized something was wrong.

More than 200 kilograms of coal could not be burned out even if they were burned day and night. How could it suddenly disappear?

Soon, Xiao Yun discovered a clue. The ground had been cleaned, but there was still coal slag remaining in the cracks between the bricks, spreading intermittently towards the front yard.

Xiao Yun understood immediately, and strode towards the front yard, following the coal slag all the way to the coal pile of Yan Bugui's house.

Looking at Yan's family with the curtains closed and the broom lying under the window, he was amused.

"Okay, okay, that's great! I don't give you peanuts and sunflower seeds, and you steal my coal? In that case, I won't indulge you anymore."

After Xiao Yun finished muttering, he glanced around and found that there was no one around. He casually glanced at the coal pile. The next moment, all the coal from Yan Bugui's family was collected into the space.

The bulging tarpaulin covering it also deflated at once.

Xiao Yun was satisfied and swaggered back to his front door. He took out some coal from the space and put almost the same amount of coal as before on the coal pile.

The remaining extra coal was filled up in a bucket by Xiao Yun through the air and was still kept in the space.

Soon, Xiao Yun came into the house carrying a coal bucket. At this time, Su Ming had already gotten up and folded the bedding neatly and put it in the kang cabinet.

"Xiao Yunyun, this kang cabinet is so nice. Your uncle is so good to you. Let's go and wish him a happy new year today." Su Ming said happily.

Xiao Yun frowned, "I have to go to pay New Year's greetings, but it has to be the first or second day of the new year. Also, what the hell is this little Yunyun of yours?"

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, then he said proudly: "This is my nickname for you, how nice."

Xiao Yun hummed a long sigh, "I still think it sounds better if you call me husband. If not, you can call me baby."

Su Ming shook his head. "No, husband, husband, it sounds like someone carrying a toilet bucket to clean the toilet, which is not nice. As for the baby, it's too corny. I'm embarrassed..."

Xiao Yun walked to Su Ming silently without saying a word, took her hand and let her feel it.

"Then I'll give you a chance to say it again. What did you say last night? Say it now."

Su Ming's face turned red immediately, and he said shyly, "This is not good. If Dad hears it, he will think I am calling him."

Xiao Yun's head was dizzy. "Ahem, no, not this sentence. Maybe there is something wrong with my expression. Please combine your feelings from yesterday with the word 'cloud' and say it together."

Su Ming blushed as he recalled it, and whispered, "That...that was...sweet...big?"

"That's right! From now on you can call me Brother Dayun. It sounds nice and the name suits me." Xiao Yun said with a smile, and then walked to the side to light the stove.

Su Ming blushed and nodded, and said sweetly, "Okay."

As soon as the stove started to burn, a noise broke out in the yard, along with Xiao Weiguo's voice.

Xiao Yun and Su Ming left the house curiously.

At this time, Yan Bugui walked very quickly, running all the way from the front yard to the middle yard.

Xiao Weiguo was still following behind, and as he chased, he said, "Old Yan, I've already told you that there are no thieves in our compound, why don't you believe it?"

"Impossible, is your coal still there? It must have been stolen! All the coal from our two families is gone, and this is more than 300 kilograms! This is a big deal!" Yan Bugui calculated anxiously.

But when he arrived at Xiao Aiguo's door, he was dumbfounded.

Because there was a pile of coal not far from Xiao Aiguo's door.

"Impossible, impossible, this must be impossible?" Yan Bugui murmured in disbelief.

Suddenly, he looked at Xiao Weiguo excitedly: "How come your coal is not lost?"

This question confused Xiao Weiguo, "Why did my coal get lost? Old Yan, do you know anything?"

Yan Bugui flatly denied it, "No, I don't know, I'm just guessing! Haha, guessing."

Xiao Yun strolled forward and said, "Uncle Yan, why don't you go and see if other people's coal is lost? Why are you only looking at mine? Could it be that my coal is related to yours?"

Yan Bugui swallowed a mouthful of water nervously, his mind was in a mess, as if it was exploding.

"No, Xiao Yun, I'm just concerned about you. You just got married, so you can't throw away the coal at home."

This stiff reaction and unnatural response immediately aroused Xiao Weiguo's suspicion. "Old Yan, what are you hiding from us?"

Before Yan Bugui could respond, Xiao Yun spoke indifferently.

"Yes, I do." Xiao Yun turned around and asked, "Uncle Yan, how many kilograms of coal did you buy?"

When Yan Bugui heard this, he cried, "One hundred and twenty-eight kilograms, I just bought it during the New Year's Eve. It's only been a few days, how come it's gone? I was counting on this coal to last until spring!"

Hearing this, Su Ming couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Today is Chinese New Year, and it's still three months before spring. How cold must this house be if we only have 100 kilograms of coal to get through it?

Xiao Yun's house is still the best. There is coal and a kang. It's warm and you won't feel cold at all.

The more he thought about it, the happier Su Ming felt.

Xiao Yun then said calmly, "Uncle Yan, I just heard you say that our two families' coal was lost, but there were 300 kilograms. To be honest, I only have 200 kilograms of coal left."

"Add your 100 kilograms, it's exactly 300 kilograms. I'm really curious, how did you know that my family has 200 kilograms of coal, and why did you conclude that my coal would be lost?"

"I'd like you to explain this to me."

"Otherwise, I have reason to suspect that you hid the coal yourself, and then created a gimmick to make people pity you and donate coal to your family."

Xiao Yun's words directly cut off Yan Bugui's retreat.

Stealing coal should be punished.

Yan Bugui was dumbfounded. His family's coal bucket was a standard one, which could hold 20 kilograms of coal. He had loaded it twelve times yesterday, and only then did he realize that Xiao Yun's family had more than 200 kilograms of coal.

As soon as he entered the yard, it was because he had transported Xiao Yun's coal away that he was sure that Xiao Yun's coal was lost. He talked nonsense for a while, but he didn't expect that this sentence aroused suspicion.

Yan Bugui felt worse than eating shit, but he refused to admit it. This was not just 20 kilograms, this was 200 kilograms!

If he said he did it, according to Xiao Weiguo's personality, he would be sent directly to prison.

Therefore, he quickly thought about it and immediately calculated the pros and cons.

If you go to prison, you will lose your job and your future source of income. If you don't go to prison, the most you can do is buy coal again. Life will be difficult, but at least there is hope.

In addition to what Xiao Yungang said, he can also call on everyone in the compound to help donate coal.

He immediately looked at Xiao Yun with a sad face: "Xiao Yun... Well, I may really have to do it according to your method and ask everyone to donate some coal..."