Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

In August 2023, at the gate of Xingfu Yayuan in the International Village High-tech Zone, Lao Yang followed Zhang Xiaomei closely, explaining:

"Meimei, you have to believe me. I really didn't do anything stupid! Although I don't know what happened, you are my only wife! You have to believe me! I swear to God!"

Before Lao Yang could swear, Zhang Xiaomei stopped, turned around, glared at Lao Yang, and said viciously:

"Yang, stop pretending. I've known for a long time that you're not a good person! I never thought you had a mistress outside, and a child! How can I trust you? Do you believe what you say? There's nothing to say! This marriage has to be divorced, whether you want to or not! Go find your mistress! I don't want to see you again~!"

As the two quarreled, many neighbors gathered around, watching the two people entangled and watching silently from the sidelines.

Seeing that there were many people around, Lao Yang walked over and dragged Zhang Xiaomei to the residential area. After entering the unit and getting on the elevator, he began to explain:

"Meimei, it's true. I really don't have any other wife besides you! Although that woman feels familiar and is also my wife in my memory, I can really be sure that you are my only wife in this life! We have been together since we graduated from school. We go out early and come back late every day. When have we ever been out drinking and partying? Think about it carefully!"

Zhang Xiaomei felt that what Lao Yang said made sense. She knew exactly what kind of person Lao Yang was. But when she thought about how Lao Yang and that beautiful girl were hugging and being intimate with each other, she felt angry but had no place to vent it. She shouted at Lao Yang in a venting tone:

"Stop being so unreasonable and pretending to be pitiful! I'm telling you, your actions at that time can't deceive anyone, you must be having an affair! Otherwise, why wouldn't they blame you for finding someone else? You still want to get away with it. I'm telling you, it's impossible! Get out of here right now, I don't want to see you again, and the child doesn't want to have an irresponsible father like you!"

The elevator reached the 10th floor and opened with a ding. Two people walked out of the elevator one after the other and headed towards the house.

Old Yang followed behind carefully, still muttering: "Meimei, please believe me. I won't lie for the sake of the child! I won't do anything rash for the sake of the child. This is a misunderstanding!"

Zhang Xiaomei ignored him and took out the key from her pocket. After opening the door, she stood in front of Lao Yang and said sternly:

"Stop pretending to be pitiful here! I'm telling you, I've seen things clearly. I won't forgive you, and the child won't recognize you! Don't come here again!"

Lao Yang was about to reach out to open the door, but Zhang Xiaomei pushed him back, then slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside!

Old Yang looked at the tightly closed security door, stretched out his hand and knocked on it, begging, "Meimei, please open the door for me! Let me in, we can talk about anything. I'm back, you have to let me see the child! Please open the door first, I'll talk to the child, then I'll leave, okay?"

Zhang Xiaomei blocked the door and said angrily, "Don't even think about it! Go find your lover. From now on, the child and I will live on our own! I warn you, don't harass me again. We will get a divorce soon!"

At this time, the voice of his son Yang Xiuwen came from the room:

"Mom, is that Dad outside? Why don't you let him in? I heard you say you want a divorce, has something happened? Let Dad in, I haven't seen him for a long time!"

Seeing that his mother was indifferent, Yang Xiuwen shouted to the outside of the door: "Dad, Dad, is that you? How did you make Mom angry? She won't let me see you, you should say something nice to Mom and coax her!"

When Old Yang heard Yang Xiuwen's voice, his eyes turned red and tears flowed. He said firmly, "Wenwen, it's all Dad's fault. He made Mom angry. Don't worry, Dad will ask Mom to forgive us! We are a loving family, and I will prove that I love you!"

Zhang Xiaomei stopped Yang Xiuwen who was about to open the door and shouted loudly outside: "Mr. Yang, stop being sentimental here! I'm telling you, I believe what I saw. Don't try to deceive us mother and son. Get a quick divorce so you can go find your lover! We mother and I will never hold you back!"

Zhang Xiaomei hugged Yang Xiuwen and said sadly, "Son, your father has found a new family outside and has other children. He doesn't love you anymore! From now on, we will live together. We have not forgiven him, so you can't open the door to him in the future, understand? When you go to high school, stay away from him to avoid him leading you astray!"

Yang Xiuwen looked at his mother in surprise and asked blankly:

"Mom, are you saying that Dad has other children? How come I didn't know that? Does that mean I have brothers and sisters? Where are they? Let me meet them. I've always wanted to have a brother or sister~!"

When Zhang Xiaomei heard what Yang Xiuwen said, she stretched out her hand and pinched Yang Xiuwen's arm, saying unhappily, "What are you thinking about? What brother or sister? Go back inside and read a book. You have nothing to do here! You don't know which side you are on, kid. I'll abandon you and live on my own later!"

Yang Xiuwen shouted to Old Yang outside the door: "Dad, when will you bring my brothers and sisters to see me? I... woo woo woo..."

Before Yang Xiuwen could finish, Zhang Xiaomei grabbed his ear and dragged him into the house. She locked Yang Xiuwen in her room, then went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling sorry for herself.

Old Yang, who was standing outside the door, heard the voices from inside the house and knocked on the door again, shouting, "Meimei, please open the door! I really didn't betray you. I don't even know who that woman is or where she lives. I have nowhere to go now. Please open the door and let me in! I'll explain to you, you have to believe me, I really don't have time to look for other women. Besides, who would be interested in a greasy old man like me?"

Although Lao Yang kept talking, no one came to open the door. Lao Yang could only turn around and go downstairs helplessly, first to settle Haitang's matter and then go home to explain.

Old Yang lifted his left foot and stepped out of the community, and in a flash he appeared in the courtyard of a villa in Kowloon District, Hong Kong.

I saw Steward Tian leading a group of servants standing in the courtyard to welcome Old Yang. After seeing Old Yang, they all bowed and shouted, "Welcome home, Master!"

Old Yang nodded to everyone and said, "Okay, let's get busy! Butler Tian, ​​come with me."

Everyone said in unison: "Yes! Grandpa."

Then they dispersed one after another, leaving only Butler Tian, ​​who followed Lao Yang into the villa.

"Old Tian, ​​how is the gang developing recently? Has anyone come to see me?"

"My Lord, our 14K is developing very rapidly. We have the largest number of members and the largest territory in Hong Kong! No one dares to cause trouble to us. However, many gentry and merchants have sent us invitations, hoping to meet you. If you are interested, I can arrange it!"

Old Yang nodded and said, "That's good! Please inform the eight great warriors of our club. I will be very happy. Ask them to gather at the martial arts hall tomorrow and I will teach them a set of boxing techniques!"

"Yes, sir. I will spread the news right away. If they hear the news, they will be so happy that they will go crazy! If they get your personal teachings, they will benefit from it for the rest of their lives!"

Old Yang waved his hand and said, "Old Tian, ​​stop bragging. I'm just an ordinary man, not that great! You go and make the arrangements."

Butler Tian stopped immediately, bowed and said, "Yes, sir! Please take care!"

As soon as Lao Yang stepped into the hall of the villa, he saw a group of beautiful women sitting around the coffee table drinking tea and chatting. Seven or eight children were running around in the hall, playing everywhere.