Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Because Ye Wenwu had been drinking, his movements were a little slow and his thinking couldn't keep up.

The black shadow man hit Ye Wenwu with a stick. Ye Wenwu didn't have time to hold on to his bicycle, and he and his cousin Zhang Xingbang fell to the ground.

The black shadow came up and hit Ye Wenwu with a few more sticks. Ye Wenwu could only cover his head with his hands. However, his cousin was spared because he was tied behind him.

Ye Wenwu felt a piercing pain when the fat stick hit him.

But he had no way to fight back now. He was trapped in his own web. Since his cousin Zhang Xingbang was tied behind him, he couldn't stand up at all.

Besides, the alley was pitch black now, and even when they came back, they had to walk under the slightly brighter moonlight. Who knew how many people were on the other side? And if they angered them, they would stab them a few times and they wouldn't be able to resist. It would be better to let them finish fighting first.

"You are quite tough, you didn't even make a sound. But we are paid to do our job, so we have to do our job. Don't blame us."

The shadowy figure left a word and ran away.

Ye Wenwu stretched his body and found that his entire body had been beaten. He could only grit his teeth and barely help up Zhang Xingbang who was sleeping soundly behind him.

After tying Zhang Xingbang to the back seat of the bicycle, Ye Wenwu endured the pain and rode towards the courtyard.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of Hongxing Courtyard, I saw the third uncle Yan Bugui looking around there.

Sometimes Ye Wenwu wondered why his third uncle Yan Bugui liked to throw things at the door so much. The key point was that he had nothing to do.

The weather was getting warmer. The third uncle was sitting at the door with a palm-leaf fan in his hand. When he saw a bicycle in the distance, he squinted his eyes and stared at it for a while. However, as the light in the alley was dim and the third uncle himself was nearsighted, he could only see a blurry figure.

When Ye Wenwu rode to the door, with the help of the dim light, the third uncle Yan Bugui discovered that it was Ye Wenwu and his brother. The key point was that Ye Wenwu's appearance made him a little scared, and there was some blood on his face.

Ye Wenwu stopped his bicycle, wiped the blood flowing into his eyes with his left hand, and said to Yan Bugui at the door with a smile:

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I must have scared you! I might need you to help me get my cousin in."

The third uncle Yan Bugui looked at Ye Wenwu's ferocious face, his heart pounding. He stood there in a daze for a while. Only after hearing Ye Wenwu's words did he come to his senses.

"No, Wenwu, what happened to you two brothers that you came back so late? Why is your face covered in blood? Do you want to go to the hospital? I'll ask Jie Cheng to ride his bike to take you there. It would be bad if something goes wrong."

Ye Wenwu waved his hand.

"It's nothing to come up here. My two brothers and I had dinner outside and drank a little too much. On the way back, I accidentally fell to the ground while riding my bicycle. I just need to go back and wipe it off."

Seeing that Ye Wenwu insisted, the third uncle Yan Bugui did not try to persuade him too much. He reached out and supported the unconscious Zhang Xingbang and walked towards Ye Wenwu's house.

Ye Wenwu smiled and shook his head, thinking that his cousin was lucky because all the sticks fell on him and he blocked them all. Then his face became gloomy again.

It was obvious that someone was deliberately causing trouble for him tonight. Although he didn't know who it was, he had only offended two groups of people recently, so this must be one of them.

As for why he didn't tell Third Uncle Yan Bugui that he was ambushed and beaten in the alley, firstly, it would be useless to tell Third Uncle Yan Bugui, and secondly, if he told him, Yi Zhonghai and the others would laugh at him.

Hearing the knock on the door, cousin-in-law Liu Mei hurriedly opened the door. Seeing Zhang Xingbang leaning on the third uncle, she quickly took it with a look of disgust, but her eyes were still full of worry.

"Uncle, excuse me for troubling you. I'll do it. What happened? Why did you drink so much?"

The third uncle Yan Bugui stepped forward to help, shook his head and said:

"I don't know either. You can take Xingbang in first. I think Wenwu is seriously injured. I'll go check on him first."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Uncle Third. I'll come over after I help Xingbang back."

Uncle Yan Bugui saw Ye Wenwu carrying his bicycle into the yard alone, and asked with a worried look on his face:

"Wenwu, are you really okay? If you have anything to say, tell the third uncle."

"Uncle, it's so late now, you should go back and rest. I'll go back and wash and clean the wound."

Ye Wenwu waved his hand, gritted his teeth and limped towards the room.

The third uncle Yan Bugui took one look at Ye Wenwu and returned to his seat, but he was thinking in his heart, because Ye Wenwu's face and body did not look like he had fallen off his bike.

You should know that the third uncle Yan Bugui had a bicycle in the Red Star Courtyard, and it was the only bicycle he had. It was strange that he could fall like this while riding a bicycle. It might be...

After that, he was too lazy to think about it anymore. After all, Ye Wenwu didn't tell him, so what did he want to do?

Ye Wenwu placed the bicycle under the eaves and locked it up, then he limped open the door and walked in.

When cousin Liu Mei saw her cousin Ye Wenwu like this, she was so frightened that her mouth opened wide.

"Wenwu, what's going on? Why is it like this?"

He also came over and quickly helped Ye Wenwu to sit on the chair, and he went to fetch some water in a basin.

"Cousin, go check on my cousin first. It's nothing serious here. I can just wipe it myself."

Seeing his cousin's wife about to come up to help him wipe his face, Ye Wenwu hurriedly said.

Cousin-law Liu Mei noticed that Ye Wenwu was a little shy and nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll go see your cousin first. You can try it yourself and call me when you're ready."

Ye Wenwu nodded, and waited until his cousin's wife entered the room before he picked up the towel and began to wipe the dust off his face and body.

When I wiped my forehead with the towel, I felt a slight pain and it seemed like there was a wound on my forehead.

By the time my cousin's wife poured out the dirty water in the basin, I was sitting alone in the room, staring at the dark sky outside, in a daze.