Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Ever since that day when he discussed the adaptation of the comic book with Wang Yiren, He Yuzhu has devoted himself to the creation of the comic book.

Whenever Wang Yiren finished telling an experience during the day, He Yuzhu would return home at night and start adapting the story.

In this adaptation, He Yuzhu unconsciously incorporated the familiar routines of cool novels from his previous life into it, making the story even more fascinating.

The next day, Wang Yiren couldn't believe it when he saw He Yuzhu's adaptation of the story. The originally dull plot became more vivid and interesting.

He even began to doubt whether his memory was confused, as the adapted story was completely different from what he remembered.

Wang Yiren felt a spontaneous admiration for He Yuzhu. He couldn't help but marvel at his creativity. Even he himself was attracted by the story, let alone others?

Just as He Yuzhu was immersed in the creation of the comic book, the cleansing of the secret societies throughout the city was coming to an end.

That day, He Yuzhu rode his bicycle across the street and headed towards the courtyard.

As he passed the entrance of the alley, his eyes were attracted by the notice posted by the Military Control Commission. Driven by curiosity, he stopped to carefully read the content.

The notice clearly stated that Zhongshan Park would hold an exhibition on the crimes of cults to expose the true faces of those cult members.

He Yuzhu's mind was moved: "Wow~ I have to go and see this excitement, it's such a grand scene!

Come back and tell Jia Zhang about the wonderful details and make her happy. Haha!"

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the treetops and onto the lawn of Zhongshan Park, where an exhibition of the crimes of secret societies was being held.

When He Yuzhu stepped into the meeting place in the park, what caught his eye were the curtains and banners hanging all around, with slogans such as "Resolutely crack down on cults and maintain social stability" written on them.

In the center of the venue were display boards with pictures and texts exposing the various crimes committed by secret societies.

The display board not only contained reactionary letters of appointment from various cult members, but also photos of large quantities of seized gold and jewelry.

These photos, combined with texts, tear off the mysterious veil of cult members and reveal their true ugly faces.

Visitors flocked to the venue, stopping in front of the display boards and carefully looking at the photos on them.

They gathered around the security personnel near the display board and listened to them explain the methods and harms of cult members.

From time to time, low murmurs and sighs could be heard from the crowd; these were the awakenings of the deceived masses after they saw the truth.

A burst of heart-wrenching cries broke the atmosphere of the conference hall.

"My son! It's my fault that I harmed you! You are gone, and your money is gone!" An old man collapsed in front of the display board and burst into tears.

The people around were all moved and came forward to support and comfort them.

He Yuzhu stood in the crowd, looking at the poor victim, his heart filled with sympathy and helplessness.

He continued to move forward in the crowd, his eyes casually sweeping over the photos of the seized gold, silver and jewelry.

"What a cute little thing, it's a pity that I don't have the chance to have it!" He sighed in his heart and continued walking forward.

After all, he didn't dare to investigate further at that time, let alone steal anything.

After viewing the exhibition, He Yuzhu walked out of the park again and sat on the stone steps by the roadside to relax.

He had entered the venue with a somewhat frivolous and playful attitude, originally just wanting to watch the excitement and scare Jia Zhang at the same time.

But as he looked at those shocking crimes, they were ruthlessly revealed before his eyes.

The cries and sobs that could be heard from time to time in the meeting hall were still faintly echoing in his ears.

He Yuzhu's heart was strongly shocked, and he felt depressed and heavy. He rubbed his face subconsciously, took a deep breath, and calmed down his emotions.

He took out his pocket watch to check the time. Seeing that it was getting late, he stood up, dusted off his pants, and walked towards the parking lot.

When He Yuzhu walked into the front yard and was about to pass through the hanging flower gate to enter the middle yard, he suddenly heard a shout. He stopped and turned to look in the direction of the sound, only to see Aunt Wang walking towards him.

"Zhuzi, a clerk came to see you this morning. You went out early in the morning, and the clerk asked me to tell you something." Aunt Wang walked up to He Yuzhu and said, "Go to the police station here this afternoon."

He Yuzhu understood what Aunt Wang said. He nodded and thanked Aunt Wang, "Okay, Aunt Wang, I understand. Thank you for your help!"

"Hey, what's the trouble? It's just a message." Aunt Wang waved her hand, "I won't talk to you any more. I'm preparing to cook."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left in a hurry.

He Yuzhu looked at Aunt Wang's back as she walked away, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He turned around and went home to prepare lunch, as he had to go to the police station in the afternoon.

The afternoon sun shone through the window, waking up He Yuzhu from his nap. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up and walked to the washbasin, washing his face with cold water to wake himself up.

He walked out of the room and saw that the sun was not as hot as it was at noon, so he prepared to ride his bike to the police station.

He Yuzhu pushed his bicycle across the yard and met a group of aunts who were enjoying the cool breeze in the aisle.

They were sitting together, quietly discussing the Zhongshan Park exhibition, while Jia Zhang, who usually loved to show off, sat quietly aside.

When He Yuzhu passed by, he stopped to joke with Jia Zhang: "Aunt Jia, what's wrong with you today?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang slowly raised her head and glanced at him, a hint of discomfort flashing across her eyes, but she ultimately did not respond.

He Yuzhu didn't care about her silence and began to describe it vividly: "You guys didn't go to the exhibition. That guy was so miserable!

There were many people who had lost their fortunes due to being cheated. There were cries and curses all over the venue, which made anyone sad and moved to tears.

Aunts, please don't believe in these superstitious things, they are all deceiving you."

While saying this, He Yuzhu deliberately looked at Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang seemed to feel He Yuzhu's attention, and her heart tightened. She pretended to glance at him casually, then quickly looked away.

Her clasped hands could not help but tremble slightly, and she was obviously very frightened.

"Doesn't this idiot Zhu know about my affairs? Why do I feel like these words are spoken specifically for me?" Jia Zhang was secretly worried.

After hearing this, the aunts all nodded in agreement: "Zhu Zi is right. These lessons are right in front of us. How can we be easily fooled?"

He Yuzhu didn't refute after hearing this. He thought that in a few decades, there would be many people who would be fooled, let alone deceiving the elderly today?

"Okay! You guys can chat slowly. I have something to do and will leave first." He Yuzhu said hello and pushed his bicycle out of the yard.