Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

"Uncle, go talk to Grandpa and tell him that I have a way to find the murderer. Tell him not to make it public. Wait until he disperses everyone in the group, and then I'll come find him."

Ye Wenwu got off his bicycle and observed from a distance the people who were holding a collective meeting in the distance, then spoke to his second uncle Zhang Lijun who had just got off the bicycle.

My second uncle Zhang Lijun looked a little pale. You know, he is good at rural work, but he couldn't stand the bumpy feeling of riding a bicycle for the first time.

After hearing Ye Wenwu's words and seeing the crowd in front, he thought about it and nodded and agreed.

You know, if it weren't for his nephew Ye Wenwu, they might not have been able to divide the family business until now, and would still be providing free labor for them under the oppression of his father and brother.

So deep down I still hope that Ye Wenwu can find the murderer. Also, the money to build the house was also contributed by Ye Wenwu, 300 yuan per family.

I have waited for others to spend most of their money, but now it's all burned in a fire. I feel really sorry for my nephew.

Cousin Zhang Xingbang hadn't been back to the village for a long time. When he saw several of his friends in the crowd, he was about to go over to say hello when he was stopped by Ye Wenwu.

"Cousin, wait a moment."

Ye Wenwu stopped his cousin. Although he and his companions entered the village openly, there must be many people who saw them. The reason why he stopped his cousin was because he still had things to arrange for him.

Cousin Zhang Xingbang stopped in confusion, thinking that since he was back anyway, his cousin Ye Wenwu would definitely be able to find out who the murderer was in the burnt house, so he was not worried at all.

Ye Wenwu did not explain to his cousin why he was not allowed to go. Instead, his second uncle Zhang Lijun ran to his great-grandfather Zhang Yourong and whispered a few words in his ear.

As the village chief of Zhangjiazhuang, Great Grandfather Zhang Yourong was very angry about what happened in his village last night.

Not to mention that the person to whom this happened was his own nephew, even some other people in the village were very angry, let alone that it was his own nephew.

He also participated in the firefighting last night, but when he arrived, the whole house was already surrounded by raging flames.

The reason is that these two houses are located in a remote area outside the village. Ye Wenwu had chosen this location for his two uncles, with mountains and water close by.

So naturally they moved away from the village, and by the time people in the village discovered the fire, they ran over and the raging fire had already started.

So he called everyone in the village over early this morning.

There is absolutely no doubt that this was done by someone from another village. If someone from another village entered the village, someone would definitely find out, so this was definitely done by someone from this village.

As to whether it was revenge or some other idea, he had some guesses in his mind.

I stood there with everyone for a whole morning, but no one dared to come forward and admit it.

After all, the outer frames of the two houses were almost completed. If we really admitted it, we would have to pay compensation of two or three hundred yuan.

For a not-so-rich family in the countryside, if they can save 50 yuan, they are considered to be relatively well-off.

Great grandfather Zhang Yourong still has some good feelings towards Ye Wenwu, especially the relationship between his parents.

When Zhang Yourong heard his second nephew say that Ye Wenwu was here and he had a way to solve the problem, his eyes lit up slightly.

Following the direction given by his second uncle Zhang Lijun, he immediately spotted Ye Wenwu waving and greeting him from a distance.

Looking at the people standing here impatiently, and knowing that they would not tell who came, he could only wave to them helplessly.

"Alright, this kind of thing hasn't happened in our village for so many years. Since you guys are unwilling to admit it, I can't say anything. If you get caught, don't blame me, the village chief, for not remembering our friendship."

Everyone looked at Uncle Zhang Lijun with some curiosity. After all, the house that burned down last night was his. However, they could not see any sadness on Zhang Lijun's face.

However, Zhang Lijun whispered a few words in the village chief's ear, and the village chief asked everyone to disperse. Although everyone was a little confused, no one asked anything. After all, they had been here for nearly two hours and everyone was a little tired.

However, a few elders of higher generation and higher age pulled the village chief aside and whispered to him.

Ye Wenwu waited until most of the villagers had left, then put his bicycle aside and walked over.

"Grandpa."

Village chief Zhang Yourong nodded, looked Ye Wenwu up and down, then walked up, patted Ye Wenwu on the shoulder, and sighed.

"Not bad, not bad. You are much stronger than you first looked."

"What can you do about your second uncle and your eldest uncle?"

Zhang Yourong was still a little worried about Ye Wenwu. After all, Ye Wenwu was too young and the time he had spent in contact with Ye Wenwu was too short.

The main reason was that his second nephew had spoken personally. Since his second nephew had already promised, he couldn't say anything. After all, it was his house that was burned down.

Ye Wenwu looked around and shook his head.

"Grandpa, just trust me. As for what method I want to tell you, I still can't tell you because I'm not sure if this method will work."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yourong's face immediately froze.

He had just heard his nephew patting his chest to make the promise, and he thought Ye Wenwu had some foolproof method.

"you..."

The village chief Zhang Yourong just said some words to scold a cultural relic, but he choked back the words.

Because he knew clearly that the money used to build the houses for his two nephews came from the pensions of the parents of the children in front of him.

Now that they have given me such a guarantee and are not afraid of losing the 600 yuan at all, what else can I say?

"Oh! Forget it, you can handle it yourself. If you have any problem, just come to me, your great grandfather."

Village chief Zhang Yourong sighed. He thought that even if he stopped Ye Wenwu now, it would be even more difficult to deal with if something happened secretly.

It would be better to let Ye Wenwu do what he wants. If he fails to find the murderer, he will come to me again. This will be a lesson for him.

Of course Ye Wenwu discovered that his great-grandfather was not very happy, but there was nothing he could do. After all, the method he came up with was indeed a bit risky and impulsive, which most people could not accept, let alone his great-grandfather.

"Then go find your uncle first. This incident has dealt a heavy blow to your uncle, and your aunt is so angry that she is bedridden."

"And you, kid, you're just standing here and don't even bother to go back and take a look. How long have you been out? I don't want to join in anymore."

Zhang Xingbang didn't expect that he would be affected, but when he heard that his father and mother, especially his mother, were bedridden, he was extremely worried.

Cousin Zhang Xingbang mistook his expression for Ye Wenwu's. Just when he wanted to find some friends to reminisce about the past, he was stopped by Ye Wenwu. He thought that something was wrong with Ye Wenwu.

Ye Wenwu did not expect that this incident would have such a huge impact on his uncle and aunt, and he looked a little worried.

Second uncle Zhang Lijun's face also changed. He didn't expect that this incident would be such a big blow to his eldest brother. After all, when he came this morning, his eldest brother and sister-in-law didn't look sick at all.