Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

It was a good thing that Yi Zhonghai didn't get dizzy, because the entire Red Star Courtyard was in chaos.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong wanted to do this. The third uncle Yan Bugui wanted to do this, but none of them had anything to do with this.

What’s more important is that the Jia family has no key figures. One of them is dizzy and the other is sleeping.

Although everyone could wake them up, no one dared to teach them a lesson.

Jia Zhang, who was sleeping on the ground, also felt a little cold, so she slowly opened her slit-like eyes, and the swelling on her face also subsided a little.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, something happened to your son Jia Dongxu in the factory. He was thrown into a machine and half of his body was crushed. You should go and have a look."

When the third uncle Yan Bugui saw that Jia Zhang had woken up, he also squatted down and talked to her.

Jia Zhang thought she was dreaming. When she saw the thin face in front of her, she closed her eyes again. When she opened her eyes again, she still saw the thin face.

Subconsciously, he reached out and hit him in the face.

"Snapped"

"You cursed my son to death again."

The third uncle Yan Bugui covered his face and stood up in shame and anger.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, I'm telling you this with good intentions, but you have to fight with others. Anyway, I've already told you, whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me, Yan Bugui."

Otherwise he would just walk away angrily, covering his face.

When everyone saw Yan Bugui leaving, they all burst into laughter. After all, the third uncle looked so aggrieved.

Jia Zhang felt numbness in her hands. Now she was sure that she was not dreaming, and she struggled to sit up.

Seeing the sympathetic and pitiful looks everyone gave him, he still dared to believe that his son was dead.

"Don't try to deceive me. I've eaten more than you've walked."

The crowd was noisy, and those who were not afraid of Jia Zhang shouted immediately:

"I say, Jia Zhang, wake up. Haven't you noticed that your son hasn't come back yet? Look at the sky. Do you really think we are safe? There are so many people here, but they are just trying to deceive you."

These words were like a bolt from the blue that struck Jia Zhang's heart. Her eyes were panic-stricken and she was talking nonsense.

"I don't believe that my son could have just left like that. You must be lying to me. You are jealous of our family."

"That's right, you are just lying to me. Humph, wait until my son comes back and see how you can lie to me."

"Dongxu, why haven't you come back yet? Mom misses you."

As she kept muttering to herself, Jia Zhang's entire face was covered with traces of tears.

"Dongxu, why haven't you come back yet? Why haven't you come back yet? Mom misses you."

At this time, Banggeng, who was used to playing outside, quietly slipped into the Hongxing Courtyard. Seeing that everyone in the yard was gathered at the door of his house, he quickly poked his head in and squeezed in.

Seeing his grandmother sitting on the ground, he rushed over with his little legs.

"Grandma, grandma, I'm hungry. I'm hungry. Why are you sitting on the ground?"

When Jia Zhang saw her grandson in her arms, her heart ached.

"My dear grandson, tell grandma, have you seen your father?"

She still held out a glimmer of hope that everyone was deceiving him.

Banggeng was still young, so how could he know these things? Thinking about how he had to wait for his father to come back before eating dinner, he rolled his eyes, put a finger in his mouth and said:

"Dad is back. He told us to have dinner first and then he will come back to eat."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she was so excited that she shouted to everyone:

"Did you see that? My good grandson has already told me that his father is still alive. Don't try to fool me. You are all big liars. You are just jealous of our good family."

After roaring, he stroked his own hair.

"Bang Geng, you must remember that these people are bad people. They are all cursing your father to death."

Banggeng nodded obediently, then looked at everyone, wanting to remember them firmly in his mind.

Everyone originally wanted to help. Although Jia Zhang was not a very nice person and liked to make trouble in the compound, they were from the same compound after all, and it was not good to ignore the friendship between neighbors.

But they never expected that Jia Zhang was so vicious. She said that they were cursing Jia Dongxu and wanted Banggeng to remember them. They all dispersed in a hurry, leaving only the grandmother and granddaughter sitting on the ground.

"My dear grandson, do you remember this?"

Bang Geng nodded vigorously.

"Grandma, I've remembered it. Can I have dinner now?"

"Our Banggen is really smart. Come on, grandma will take you to dinner."

Jia Zhang and her beloved grandson Banggeng walked into the room, only to find it dark inside with only a figure lying motionless on the bed.

Jia Zhang was already in a bad mood, and when she saw that her daughter-in-law Qin Huairu was secretly sleeping in bed behind her back, how could she bear it?

He picked up the stick next to him and smashed it on the bed.

"what!"

Qin Huairu, who was still unconscious, was hit by a stick and screamed in pain.

She rubbed her forehead which was hit, and before she could react, she was picked up by her ears by her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang.

"Do you still have me, your mother-in-law, in your eyes? What time is it now? It's almost dark. Have you cooked dinner? What if Dongxu comes back and doesn't eat? What if Dongxu and my good grandson are hungry? It seems that I, your old woman, have been too nice to you recently. You don't know what's good for you, right?"

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, grandma."

Qin Huairu was pinched so hard that she almost cried. She used both hands to pull her ear free from Jia Zhang's hand and looked at her mother-in-law with a sad face.

"Grandma, Dongxu is gone."

It would have been fine if Qin Huairu didn't say anything, but when she did, Jia Zhang became even angrier.

"How could Dongxu leave? Even if he left, he would be killed by a jinx like you."

"Mother-in-law, can you please sober up? If nothing happened to me, I should have come back by now. And what's the benefit of lying to us?"

Qin Huairu was extremely sad, especially when her mother-in-law said that she was a jinx who brought her husband to death. This deeply hurt her heart, and all her previous dissatisfaction with her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, suddenly came to light.

"I don't believe it. You must be lying to me. I'm going to find Yi Zhonghai and ask him in person. I handed my precious son to him personally, why is he gone just like that?"

Jia Zhang struggled to stand up and ran outside with an expression of disbelief on her face.

When the aunt saw Jia Zhang rushing towards her, she wanted to help her, but she was pushed away by Jia Zhang and hit the door heavily. The pain did not allow the aunt to catch up with Jia Zhang.