Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Snowflakes fluttered and fell intermittently for several days, covering the roadsides and courtyard walls with a layer of white snow.

At dawn, the dazzling silver light flickered in the sunlight, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.

"Creaky--" the long sound of the door hinge turning broke the tranquility of the early morning.

Xie Xingsong lifted his bicycle, stepped over the threshold, stood outside the door, and scanned the quiet snow scene.

"Boss, be careful on the road!" His wife stood at the door and reminded him in a concerned voice.

Xie Xingsong turned to look at his wife, felt her concern, and nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry! The roads in the city have been cleared now, so it's safe. Go inside quickly, don't get cold! I'm leaving first."

His wife waved goodbye, turned back to the yard and closed the gate.

The smile on Xie Xingsong's face disappeared quietly the moment the door closed. His brows were furrowed and an inexplicable sense of panic surged in his heart.

He pushed his bicycle and stood there, his mind full of thoughts. He tried hard to recall what had happened recently, but found nothing unusual.

Apart from the incident in the kitchen last week, Xie Shihai failed.

But He Yuzhu admitted that it was an accident, treated the incident leniently towards the kitchen staff, and did not take any other actions recently.

A few days ago, the top leader called He Yuzhu over. Xie Xingsong learned from Yan Xinle that He Yuzhu was to be the chef.

Xie Xingsong went to Emei Restaurant to inquire these days and found out that He Yuzhu was indeed Wu Zhaoxiong's eldest disciple.

A few years ago, He Yuzhu was the head chef and his skills were really excellent.

The top leader's hometown is Shu, so there is nothing wrong in inviting He Yuzhu to be the chef at the private banquet.

Thinking of this, Xie Xingsong sighed lightly, tightened his coat, and rubbed his cheeks that were red from the cold wind.

I decided to put this anxiety aside for the time being. Perhaps I was being too sensitive.

He got on his bicycle, pedaled his feet, and rushed towards his workplace.

When Xie Xingsong rode his bicycle past the entrance of the alley, his whereabouts were seen by the surveillance personnel.

Not long after, the search team that had been prepared appeared in the alley and approached the Xie family courtyard.

"Bang bang bang~" A loud knock on the door suddenly sounded in the yard, startling the daughter-in-law of the Xie family who had just returned home.

When Xie's wife heard such a loud knock on the door, she frowned and looked a little unhappy.

Listening to the increasingly urgent sounds, she muttered, walked out of the room and headed towards the gate.

"Come on, come on! Who is it? So early in the morning!"

"It's me! Aunt Yang from the neighborhood committee!" A familiar voice came from outside the door.

When Xie's daughter-in-law heard this, her unhappiness instantly disappeared, thinking that the neighborhood committee had come to her house to publicize the policy.

She responded quickly: "Auntie, it's you! I'll be right here!"

When she opened the gate, the scene before her shocked her. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she froze in place.

The search team members did not hesitate, they quickly stepped forward and controlled her.

When she reacted and was about to shout, Aunt Yang skillfully stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth to stop her shouting.

Aunt Yang whispered in her ear: "Xie family, don't struggle in vain. Be quiet, your boy is still in the yard!"

When Xie's wife heard this, she gave up struggling, knowing that Xie Xingsheng's affair had been exposed.

A trace of despair flashed in her eyes, tears welled up in her eye sockets, and finally slid down silently.

Aunt Yang looked at her, sighed, and shook her head gently: "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

With the detailed information provided by He Yuzhu, the search team followed the map and directly found the hidden account books and money.

The captain opened the thick account book, quickly glanced through a few pages, and a satisfied smile broke out on his face.

He immediately closed the notebook and shouted loudly: "Confirmed, everyone continue searching and don't miss any details."

"Yes!" The team members responded in unison.

The courtyard suddenly became lively, with the sounds of children crying and rummaging mixed together.

"Whoosh~" A gust of cold wind blew through the hall, bringing coolness, and slipped into the house through the gap in the door curtain.

Xie Xingsong quickly lowered the door curtain to block out the cold, then quickly stepped into the house.

He quickly glanced around the room and confirmed that everything was normal. Then he relaxed and slowly walked to his seat.

"Team leader, you're here just in time! I just lit the stove, come and warm yourself up by the fire."

Yan Xinle turned around when he heard the voice, and greeted Xie Xingsong with a warm smile on his face.

Wu Zhiqiang was pouring himself some water, putting in the cork, and turned around to greet him: "Hey, Team Leader Xie, good morning!"

Xie Xingsong simply glanced at him indifferently and nodded slightly in response, the distance between them was self-evident.

He could feel that Wu Zhiqiang had been leaning towards He Yuzhu recently, so he didn't have a good attitude at this moment.

Wu Zhiqiang saw that his attitude was very cold and he knew the reason, but he was still the team leader.

He did not dare to express any opinions. After all, the other person was his immediate superior and he did not want to be assigned any difficult purchasing tasks.

So he could only smile awkwardly, sit quietly in his seat, and warm his hands with the teacup.

As soon as Xie Xingsong sat down, Yan Xinle immediately came forward with the thermos, bent down and placed it on the table, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Team leader, this is the boiled water I just poured. Please use it first."

Seeing him like this, Xie Xingsong felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face again. He patted his shoulder affectionately.

"Okay! Old Yan, you are the most considerate one. Haha! Let's go have a drink together after get off work today."

When Yan Xinle heard this, his smile became even brighter and he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

He was secretly delighted, thinking that maybe this time he could get some private work from his team leader and fill his pockets a little more.

"That's great, thank you for the expense, Team Leader!"

Xie Xingsong smiled and waved, took the thermos, and stood up to make tea for himself.

Their conversation fell into the ears of the other people, attracting different looks from them, some were disdainful, while others were secretly pondering.

In this delicate atmosphere, the door curtain was suddenly pulled open again, and an even stronger gust of cold wind rushed in.

Everyone in the cafeteria office area has arrived, and He Yuzhu is already in his office.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the door, curious to see who came here so early.