Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Hearing her words, Chen Xueru moved closer to her and held her hand tightly.

A trace of anxiety flashed across her face, and she blurted out: "Auntie Wang, wouldn't it be better if we could help you with this matter?"

Wang Yayan's gentle gaze fell on Chen Xueru. She felt her sincere concern and felt warm in her heart.

Not letting He Yuzhu get involved was to avoid causing unnecessary disturbances. After leaving Sijiu City, it didn't matter to her.

She looked at Chen Xueru tenderly, shook her head, and explained softly: "Xueru, if you don't show up, things will be simpler. Don't worry."

Seeing that she was so persistent, Chen Xueru subconsciously turned her head to look at He Yuzhu, with a bit of anxiety in her eyes, signaling him to speak up and persuade her.

After listening to their conversation, He Yuzhu understood what Wang Yayan was worried about.

Yi Zhonghai stood behind the Jia family, supporting Jia Zhang. The relationship between the He and Jia families was not good to begin with, so there was no need to cause trouble.

He shook his head slightly at Chen Xueru, indicating that she didn't need to persuade him anymore.

"As long as Aunt Wang has her own rules, we should respect her decision. But, Xueru, you should go to the street office tomorrow."

When Chen Xueru heard him mention the street office, a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes, and she realized that He Yuzhu wanted her to find Wang Xia.

A look of joy appeared on her face. This was also a way to help. She nodded and agreed quickly: "I understand."

Wang Yayan saw the joy on Chen Xueru's face beside her. She didn't know what the Street Office represented, but it was definitely a good thing.

Wang Changhai sat on the sofa, listening in confusion, scratching his head, and could only wait for further instructions.

He Yuzhu turned his gaze to Wang Yayan and asked softly, "Do you want to talk about it today or tomorrow? If it's tomorrow, we can arrange accommodation for you."

Wang Yayan pondered for a moment after hearing this. She had endured for so many days and didn't want to wait any longer.

She made up her mind and said firmly: "Today is the day. I will go and handle the formalities tomorrow."

"Okay!" He Yuzhu clapped his hands after hearing her words, and then suggested,

"Why don't you pack up your things today and live in the back yard. My house is closer to the courtyard, but not as good as this one."

Wang Yayan was also very excited when she heard his proposal, and she nodded and agreed directly: "Okay, let's do it."

After saying that, she stood up from the sofa and prepared to go back to the courtyard.

Everyone in the room stood up and focused their eyes on her.

Wang Yayan looked relaxed, and smiled at He Yuzhu and the others, "Zhuzi, Xueru. I may have to trouble you two recently."

"Auntie Wang, look at what you said. You can live here without worry. I'll go and clean up the house right away."

Seeing her cheerful expression, Chen Xueru felt happy for her and responded in an affectionate tone.

He Yuzhu watched them talking, then turned to look at Wang Changhai: "Brother Wang, can you ride a bicycle?"

Wang Changhai put the bag on his shoulder and said, "Brother He, I'm good at this."

He Yuzhu nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Okay, you can just take Aunt Wang back by bike later."

Since he won't show up in person, just give him Zhang Yuanfa's bicycle so that he won't know it's his.

Seeing that He Yuzhu had made the arrangements, Wang Yayan nodded with satisfaction to express her gratitude. After saying goodbye to Chen Xueru, she left the office.

After getting Zhang Yuanfa's bicycle, Wang Changhai took her and, following her instructions, drove towards Nanluoguxiang.

The setting sun shone into the alley. Wang Changhai stopped his bicycle steadily and his eyes fell on the gate of the courtyard.

"Aunt, is this the place? We are here."

When Wang Yayan heard his words, she came back to her senses and got out of the back seat.

She smiled, reached out and patted Wang Changhai on the shoulder, and said in a friendly voice: "Well, we are here, let's go in!"

The two men entered the gate and passed through the screen door, and they met their old acquaintance Yan Bugui.

He was holding a kettle and watering the flowers carefully, looking relaxed.

Hearing the noise behind him, Yan Bugui thought that one of his neighbors had returned, and turned around with a smile on his face.

When he saw the big stranger behind Wang Yayan, the smile on his face disappeared and he looked puzzled.

"Auntie, do you know this comrade?"

Wang Yayan turned her head and glanced at Wang Changhai, then replied with a smile: "Uncle, this is my nephew Wang Changhai."

She pointed at Yan Bugui and introduced him to Wang Changhai, "This is Mr. Yan from this courtyard. He's the headmaster. You can just call him Third Uncle."

Hearing her answer, Yan Bugui smiled again and said cheerfully, "So you are my relative. What a rare guest. Welcome!"

Don't hit a smiling person, Wang Changhai also politely called out: "Hello, Third Uncle!"

Yan Bugui keenly sensed that something was wrong. The sudden appearance of this nephew seemed to have ulterior motives.

He didn't show his emotion, but kept smiling. He cupped his hands and said, "Okay, okay! Then I won't delay your reminiscence!"

"Haha, Uncle Third, you are busy now. Your flower-growing skills are getting better and better!"

Wang Yayan praised him, took Wang Changhai, passed by him and walked towards the central courtyard.

When they arrived at the door of the east wing, there was no padlock on it, and Wang Yayan's lips curled up into a playful smile.

This is Yi Zhonghai taking the lead in not locking the door, starting with his own home as a demonstration.

Thinking that she could leave here now, she pushed open the door with mixed feelings.

"Changhai, come in and sit for a while. I'll go pack my things."

Wang Changhai parked his bicycle under the window and replied, "Auntie, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be right here."

After entering the room, Wang Yayan poured a glass of water for Wang Changhai and then turned back to the room to pack her luggage.

The afterglow gradually faded, and the courtyard began to become dim. Smoke from the cooking stoves rose up from every household, filling the air with the smell of fireworks.

Yi Zhonghai said goodbye to Jia Dongxu in front of the Chuihua Gate and walked along the corridor to his door.

When he saw the bicycle parked in front of his window, he couldn't help but frown.

He wondered if it was someone from the neighborhood office who came. He had no relatives in the city.

Walking into the room with doubts in his heart, Yi Zhonghai saw Wang Changhai sitting in the hall at a glance.

He kept walking, and his tone was slightly puzzled: "Excuse me, who are you?"

When Wang Changhai heard the noise, he put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Yi Zhonghai who came in.

While riding all the way here, he learned the cause of the incident from Wang Yayan and did not have a good impression of Yi Zhonghai.

He stood up, his eyes cold, and glared at Yi Zhonghai with his arms folded: "I am from the Wang family, and I am here to look for my aunt."

Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat. Facing this sudden relative, he felt that something was going to go wrong.

He didn't have the mind to pay attention to Wang Changhai's attitude at the moment. He wanted to see Wang Yayan first. When he heard the noise coming from the bedroom, he hurried over.

When he rushed into the bedroom and saw Wang Yayan packing her luggage, Yi Zhonghai's heart sank and he said to himself, "Oh no!"

He took a few steps forward, reached out and grabbed the bag, and said anxiously, "Xiaoyan, what are you doing? Why are you packing your luggage?"

Wang Yayan looked at Yi Zhonghai in front of her with a complicated expression on her face. She stopped what she was doing and just stared at him quietly.