Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

The west wing of the Hongxing Courtyard.

The third uncle Yan Bugui and Sha Zhu sat at the table and slowly opened the letters.

There were scattered pieces of money totaling five dollars, and a letter. Uncle Yan Bugui wiped his glasses, took a look and saw that the signer was He Daqing, and said to Sha Zhu with some excitement:

"Silly Zhu, this letter is from your father. Let me read it to you."

When Sha Zhu heard that the letter was from his father He Daqing, he burst into tears.

"My children, I am doing well here, but I am a little weak. But don't worry, your father will give you 5 yuan a month for living expenses. More than ten years have passed. I know you are still blaming me as a father for abandoning you and refusing to reply to my letters. But I still hope that you two can come to see me. I have something to give to you. The name of the signature is He Daqing."

"hiss"

Third uncle Yan Bugui took a breath after reading it. I know that Sha Zhu has never received a letter. He Daqing thought that Sha Zhu and Yu Shui were resentful of him and refused to reply. Now we can guess that it was Yi Zhonghai who blocked the letter.

Sha Zhu had already cried like a tearful man, and said in a swaying voice:

"Uncle, my father did not abandon me and my sister."

The third uncle Yan Bugui had a complicated look in his eyes. A person's life only has a few decades, but this letter had been kept secret for more than ten years.

"Shazhu, when this matter is over, you and your sister should go see your father."

The third uncle Yan Bugui patted Sha Zhu on the shoulder.

Sha Zhu cried and wiped his tears as he looked at the letter and the scattered money in front of him.

"Third Uncle, tell me why the First Uncle kept this a secret. My brother and I have been waiting for more than ten years. In total, more than ten years. Why?"

The third uncle Yan Bugui remained silent. He guessed why Yi Zhonghai did not give the letter to Sha Zhu. It was just his guess and he could not tell Sha Zhu because with Sha Zhu's personality, something might really happen to him.

He still wanted to ask Yi Zhonghai over to ask him what he meant. If Yi Zhonghai really didn't mean that, then everyone would be happy. However, Yan Bugui knew in his heart that the probability of this happening was too small.

So I supplemented the plan again at the Red Star Avenue Arena and urged my cousin Zhang Xingbang to go back quickly as we had to watch the show.

My cousin Zhang Xingbang had a face full of question marks because I told him what happened last night.

Cousin Zhang Xingbang was shocked for a year.

"How can a person be so bad? But that idiot Zhu deserved it."

After entering the Red Star Courtyard, Ye Wenwu ran to the home of his third uncle Yan Bugui.

When the third uncle Yan Bugui saw Ye Wenwu coming, he felt relieved.

In the room, Ye Wenwu saw Sha Zhu, who looked pale and listless.

Ye Wenwu picked up the letter on the table, looked at it, frowned, and then closed the door.

Yi Zhonghai felt very nervous today. He kept wondering why the letter from Baocheng didn't arrive today. He even went there three times in the afternoon, but still didn't get it.

I can only comfort myself by thinking that it may not have been sent yet due to delay, or it may have been missed.

"Uncle, my dad wants to invite you to dinner tonight."

Yi Zhonghai, who was thinking about a problem, saw Yan Jiecheng standing at the door and subconsciously agreed.

After Yan Jiecheng ran away, he finally realized who had invited him to dinner.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, was the stingiest person in the entire Hongxing Courtyard. Although he didn't know what Yan Bugui wanted to talk to him about, he wanted to see why Yan Bugui, who was usually so stingy, actually invited him to dinner.

Yi Zhonghai greeted the old lady and walked towards the front yard.

Seeing Yan Bugui standing at the door, Yi Zhonghai said with a smile:

"Old Yan, what day is today? I haven't seen you treat me to dinner for many years."

Yan Bugui walked into the house with a gloomy face. Yi Zhonghai followed him in, somewhat confused.

"Old Yi, I hope you can explain to me what is going on."

The third uncle Yan Bugui pointed at the letters and banknotes on the table.

When Yi Zhonghai saw the familiar letters and banknotes on the table, his face changed.

"Old Yan, what do you mean by this? What right do you have to open my letters?"

Yi Zhonghai stared at Yan Bugui so hard that his face almost twisted.

He didn't expect that the secret he had kept hidden for more than ten years would be revealed by Yan Bugui in front of him.

"Yi Zhonghai, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You clearly knew that Sha Zhu's father He Daqing sent letters to me, so why did you hide these letters? If I hadn't seen them today, would you never have told this matter?"

Yi Zhonghai thought of countless methods, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Yan Bugui. How could he fool Yan Bugui with this kind of thinking?

"Yan Bugui, do you think I wanted to hide it? At that time, Shazhu was still young, and I saved it for him. When he gets married and has a family, I will give all these things to him."

The third uncle Yan Bugui was secretly shocked that Ye Wenwu had guessed all these words correctly.

"Yi Zhonghai, don't lie to me. I'm not Shazhu. If the money was saved to help Shazhu, then why didn't you give these letters to Shazhu? Don't tell me that you did it for Shazhu's own good."

"If you really want to do this for Shazhu's own good, why didn't you lend him 500 yuan last night when he asked to borrow it from you? You clearly had the money from Shazhu's father in your hand."

The third uncle Yan Bugui said coldly.

"If you tell me the truth, there is still a way to remedy this matter. Otherwise, don't blame me, Yan Bugui, for being too polite and not thinking of our old friendship."

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect Yan Bugui to be so stubborn, so he had to think of other ways.

"Old Yan, we have lived together in this courtyard for decades. Don't you trust me? He Daqing sends 5 yuan a month to Sha Zhu for living expenses. Over the past ten years, there are about 1200 yuan. Don't you want to get this money?"

Yi Zhonghai knew that Yan Bugui's family was short of money, and he didn't believe that Yan Bugui would not be greedy when he put so much money in front of him.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how deafening these words were to Yan Bugui's ears.

Although he was poor, stingy, and also greedy for small gains, Yan Bugui knew what he should be greedy for and what he should not be greedy for. He looked at Yi Zhonghai with an angry face.

"Yi Zhonghai, I misjudged you. What kind of person do you think I, Yan Bugui, am I this kind of person in your eyes?"

Yi Zhonghai was confused. No, buddy, I gave you money, but you didn't want it. What are you crazy about? You can't even afford to eat, so what's the point of chastity?