Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

He Yuzhu left the department store and went to Dongmen Market to buy a big rooster and a lock.

I have to buy a lock. My house has become a racetrack for thieves. They come every few days and anything valuable in my house will be stolen.

If he had the chance to do it all over again, he would never let this ungrateful person get any advantage.

As soon as He Yuzhu walked into No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, Yan Bugui came up to him with a big smile on his face, staring at the chicken in his hand with a sly look.

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, is a well-known door god of the Siheyuan. He stays at the doorstep when he has nothing to do, and tries to take advantage of passers-by when he sees them.

In his opinion, if he doesn't get an advantage, he will suffer a loss. Even if a manure truck passes by him, he will want to take a spoon to taste the saltiness.

Yan Bugui was good at calculating, stingy, and short-sighted. He calculated over and over again, and all his children became alienated from him. In the end, he reaped the consequences. Although he had many children and grandchildren, no one was there to take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life.

The point is that it’s okay for you to scheme against your own family, but you also scheme against others.

Under the pretext of introducing him to a date, he calculated his local specialties and used intimidation and inducement to extract benefits from the student.

This is no longer a simple calculation, but a problem of ideology and morality, and even a crime.

The definition of a teacher in the Book of Rites is: "A teacher is a craftsman who strives for perfection; a teacher is like light, which is subtle but far-reaching."

It means that in teaching and educating people, teachers should not only teach by words, but also by example, and use their daily behavior to influence and educate students. Teachers are like a beam of light, which is weak but can shine far...

If people like Yan Bugui teach by example, he will be misleading his students. It is not difficult to see from the children he educated that he is not worthy of being a teacher at all.

"Silly Zhu, it's time to get off work!"

"Stinky old man, you're off work too!"

Yan Bugui frowned and said angrily, "Silly Zhu, why are you cursing at me?"

He Yuzhu said coldly: "Third Uncle, you are also a teacher. You should know the saying 'Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you'. You call me Shazhu, and I call you Chou Laojiu. Is there any problem?"

Yan Bugui said with a wry smile: "Zhu Zi, your father gave you the nickname Sha Zhu, and it has been more than ten years, and it is hard to change it in a short time. But Third Uncle still wants to apologize to you, and promise not to call you Sha Zhu anymore in the future."

Although Yan Bugui was talking to He Yuzhu, his eyes were always fixed on the big rooster in his hand. He swallowed his saliva from time to time, and his black and white pupils kept rolling around, obviously he was planning to take advantage of the big rooster.

The three-year Great Famine (1959-1961) had just passed, and material supplies were still quite scarce. It was quite good for ordinary people to have enough food, let alone meat.

Families like Yan Bugui's, where the couple has full-time jobs, are considered lucky, but even so, they can hardly have any meat in a month.

He Yuzhu saw everything and said calmly, "Then Third Uncle, I won't call you Stinky Old Nine anymore!"

Seeing He Yuzhu walking away, Yan Bugui asked anxiously, "Zhuzi, you bought such a big rooster. Is there any happy event in your family today?"

He Yuzhu did not stop and said calmly: "Yushui has worked hard in studying. He came back today, so I bought a chicken for her to nourish her."

Yan Bugui, however, stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster, and said with a flattering face: "Zhu Zi, your third aunt is very good at cooking chicken, how about eating at my house tonight?"

He Yuzhu stopped walking after hearing this and said jokingly, "Yan Bugui, are you trying to say that I, a cook, can't cook?"

Yan Bugui hurriedly explained: "Zhu Zi, you misunderstood your uncle. He asked your aunt to cook because he saw that you were tired from work, to lighten your burden..."

The smile on He Yuzhu's face became even more intense. "Then should I still thank you?"

Yan Bugui seemed not to hear the sarcasm in his tone, and said with a smile: "No need, you are the younger generation, and I am the elder generation. Isn't it natural for the elder generation to care about the younger generation? It just so happens that I have a bottle of good wine at home, and we can drink it later."

As Yan Bugui said this, he grabbed He Yuzhu's arm and pulled him home.

He Yuzhu threw the weapon casually, and Yan Bugui lost his balance and almost fell flat on his face.

Yan Bugui said angrily: "Zhu Zi, what are you doing?"

"Why are you giving it back to me? Are you trying to rob me by forcing me like this?"

"You're really worried that I'm too tired, so you can make dinner for me."

"If I really enter your house, I'd be lucky if I could eat a chicken head from this big rooster. Put away your hypocritical and righteous behavior..."

"Everyone knows your little tricks, but you really take me for a fool?" He Yuzhu's face was full of sarcasm.

Yan Bugui's face turned pale and he said, "Silly Zhu, don't be ungrateful. I invited you to drink out of kindness, and if you don't appreciate it, it's fine, but why are you saying hurtful things?"

"You'd better drink your watered-down wine yourself. I'm afraid I'll be poisoned to death..."

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Yan Bugui pointed his halberd at He Yuzhu's back and said angrily, "Nonsense, it's unreasonable..."

Auntie Yang Ruihua heard the noise and ran out, "Old Yan, what happened?"

Yan Bugui said in a deep voice: "Shazhu bought a chicken. I invited him to my home with good intentions, but he..."

When the third aunt heard this, her eyes lit up and she asked anxiously, "Did he agree?"

Yan Bugui said angrily: "What do you think? Not only did he not agree, he also scolded me."

The third aunt said bitterly, "This big fool is really a piece of shit. It's ok for him not to appreciate it, but how can he curse at me?"

Yan Bugui pondered for a moment and said quietly: "I found that this silly Zhu seems to have changed..."

The three aunts asked curiously, "What has changed?"

Yan Bugui shook his head in distress, "I can't tell exactly what has changed..."

He Yuzhu stepped through the crescent gate and walked into the central courtyard, where several children surrounded him.

"Uncle Zhuzi, can we pluck a few feathers from the rooster to make shuttlecocks?"

Seeing that the child was quite polite and had no grudges against him in his past life or in this life, He Yuzhu smiled and said, "No problem..."

"Thank you Uncle Zhuzi!"

Bang Geng, who was standing at the door, saw this scene, glanced at He Yuzhu with a vicious look, and then quickly ran back into the house.

"Grandma, Mom, Shazhu is back with a big rooster in his hand."

When Jia Zhang heard this, her eyes as big as green beans sparkled with excitement.

"That damned idiot Zhu is finally back. He actually dared to hit my precious grandson. Don't think that a chicken is enough to compensate me. If you don't compensate me 50 yuan, I will scratch his face until it is covered with blood."

Qin Huairu said hypocritically: "Mother-in-law, it's fine as long as Shazhu is willing to compensate. Don't make the relationship too awkward. We still need her help in the future."

Jia Zhang squinted at her and said, "Qin Huairu, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Although Dongxu is gone, you, Qin Huairu, belong to my Jia family in life and a ghost in death. If you dare to have other thoughts, don't blame me for sending you back to the countryside to feed pigs."

Qin Huairu said with a face full of grievance: "Mother-in-law, what are you talking about? I have always been law-abiding and have never done anything to let the Jia family down..."

Jia Zhang glared at her fiercely, "It's better not to, otherwise you will be in trouble..."

Bang Geng yelled: "Can you two stop arguing and go and avenge me..."

Jia Zhang touched Bang Geng's head lovingly, "My dear grandson, don't worry, I will go and avenge you now..."