Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

Sha Zhu walked past Yan Bugui and went straight into the courtyard. Yan Bugui just extended his hand symbolically without moving an inch. He really didn't dare to stop Sha Zhu.

"Liu Guozheng, I don't have a son anymore."

Yan Bugui set his sights on Liu Guozheng who was watching the fun.

"Teacher Yan, please accept my condolences."

Liu Guozheng did not find fault with the words of an old man who had lost his son.

"Liu Guozheng, I know you are a good person. Please help me and my family."

"Teacher Yan, this man cannot be resurrected. Everyone knows this. There is nothing I can do."

As he spoke, Liu Guozheng protected Lou Xiao'e and took two steps back, just in time to avoid the hand that Yan Bugui stretched out.

"You can, you definitely can. I know you are capable and you can help us as long as you are willing."

"Old Yan, stop messing around. My brother Zheng really doesn't have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Besides, your Yan Jiecheng has been burned to ashes. No one can help him. There is no hope."

Yan Bugui was completely defeated by Xu Damao's words: "Xu Damao, you bastard, is this what I mean?"

Xu Damao asked, "What do you mean?"

"Xu Damao, please go to the side. I don't want to talk to you."

Xu Damao stood in front. Yan Bugui wanted to push Xu Damao aside, but Xu Damao just stood there without moving.

"Tell me what's going on first. I want to hear it."

"Xu Damao, we have been neighbors for many years. Your family is doing well now, so can't you help me?"

Yan Bugui's question was a matter of course, and the people around him rolled their eyes when they heard it. They had never seen anyone so shameless. Judging from Yan Bugui's current state, one can't help but wonder if Yan Jiecheng is his biological son.

I have lived for so long, but I have never met anyone like Yan Bugui. When his son died, he did not consider how to bury him first, but instead thought about extorting a few hundred dollars. He is really unique.

"Old Yan, our family is doing well because of our hard work. Why should we help you? Why don't you ask the principal of your school to pay you more or even give you the position of principal?"

"Xu Damao, you are really unreasonable. I can't argue with you. I am begging Liu Guozheng, not you."

"Old Yan, let me tell you this. We are all here today. Tell us what you want to talk to my brother Zheng about. Let us judge for ourselves."

As a loyal younger brother of Liu Guozheng, Xu Damao doesn't fall for Yan Bugui's tricks.

"Brother Xu is right. If you have anything to say to Teacher Yan, just tell him directly. Just stand there and don't move forward."

"Section Chief Xu is right, Old Yan, you can't blackmail anyone you arrest. I know that Comrade Liu Guozheng doesn't live in your compound, and he's not even your neighbor. It doesn't make sense for you to come here and ask him to help you."

"Yes, we, the men of the city, should be reasonable in everything we do."

"Oh, I see. So Comrade Liu Guozheng doesn't live in Courtyard 95. In that case, you're a little too much, Yan. We all understand that you're sad about your son's death, but you can't use this incident to gain sympathy from everyone."

"Old Huang is right. I support it."

"I say, elders, are you all right? The person standing in front of you is an old man whose son died. He is a pitiful old man. You don't understand the sorrow of an old man sending off a young man."

"Hey, whose son is this? Why are you pretending? Just because his son died, the whole world has to give in to him, right?"

"That's right. It's sad that your son died, but that's not a reason for you to stop others from helping you."

"Hey, everyone, don't forget that Yan Jiecheng died of exhaustion. He couldn't control his lower body and doesn't deserve our sympathy."

"Humph, what a loser, you've killed yourself by whoring yourself."

"..."

Xu Damao looked at Yan Bugui with pride, and saw that Yan Bugui's face turned pale, then red, and changed back and forth. His body became more hunched, and his clenched hands kept shaking.

"Liu Guozheng, I beg you, please let my wife go to work in your office. I kneel down for you."

As he said this, Yan Bugui bent his knees and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Xu Damao. He didn't dare to let Yan Bugui really kneel down, as he didn't know how this matter would be spread.

"Teacher Yan, let me say it again, our office is not hiring. Sorry, sorry."

"Liu Guozheng, your office makes so much money, what's wrong with hiring one more person?"

Yan Bugui's question was asked with confidence, and the people around him were speechless.

What is this nonsense?

If the office can make money, does it mean it has to employ one more person?

Besides, even if they can support you, why should they support you, the Yan family? Is it because you are shameless?

Today, those who were watching the fun were also enlightened. Yan Bugui was unworthy of being a teacher. No wonder he could teach a child like Yan Jiecheng.

"Not hiring? We had Zhang Qingfang before us, and Huang Qiuxia after us. What's the difference between our Ruihua and us?"

"Haha, Mr. Yan, I know that you Yan family members are all excellent. It's just that our office is small and can't accommodate too many excellent people."

"Liu Guozheng, there is something wrong with your thinking. Other factories recruit excellent people, but you do the opposite. If you don't change, how can your office expand?"

Liu Guozheng was speechless. He didn't know whether Yan Bugui was really confused or just pretending to be confused.

"Teacher Yan, you misunderstood. Our office is not what you imagined. The purpose and original intention of setting up this office is just to facilitate some business dealings with Hongxing Street and Dongcheng District, and to sell some local specialties of our village. You can also understand it as advertising the products produced in our village."

"Also, I know your family is not short of jobs. Yan Jiecheng is gone, but are the jobs he left behind still there? You can definitely let your wife take over. Tell me yourself, what is the hardship in your family? A family with two regular workers is something that many families envy. What else are you not satisfied with?"

"Why, are all the good things in the world coming to your Yan family?"

After Liu Guozheng said this, Yan Bugui fell silent. The people around him understood. Some people who sympathized with Yan Bugui just now wanted to slap him in the face, thinking that their sympathy was in vain.

They didn't expect that as long as someone took over, the Yan family would have two formal employees. With these conditions, they directly defeated 80% of the people. They were still not satisfied and wanted to use the opportunity of their son's death to win other people's sympathy and get another job. What a good plan.

"Pooh!"

“A waste of emotion.”

"How can a teacher like this teach good students?"

"Alas, the world is becoming more corrupt and people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be."

"..."

Each and every word was like a sharp dagger, piercing Yan Bugui's heart. At this moment Yan Bugui looked as pale as death. He knew that the reputation of the Yan family was completely ruined, and he would never be able to raise his head in Nanluoguxiang again.

"Liu..."

"It's ok, Mr. Yan, please accept my condolences. Life must go on. Live a good life in the future, work hard, be less calculating and more sincere, and life will get better and better."

Seeing that Yan Bugui wanted to say something, Liu Guozheng interrupted him directly.

After saying this, Liu Guozheng prepared to leave with his wife. It would be better to finish things as soon as possible and return to the village early.

"Fuck, you little bastard, if you try to poke my lock again, I'll break your hand."

"Silly Zhu, you are such a bad guy, you even beat up children..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

After walking a few steps, the voices of Sha Zhu cursing and children crying were heard from the courtyard again.

The people who came to watch the fun haven't left yet. They have all swarmed into the courtyard. They have nothing to do anyway, so they might as well continue watching the fun.

"Brother Zheng, let's go and take a look."

"Hey, wife, aren't you cold?"

"Yeah, it's not cold, let's go."

Liu Guozheng was dragged to the courtyard by Lou Xiaoe. Liu Guozheng was helpless and thought to himself, "Wife, you are so careless. Aren't you afraid that the fire will burn your husband again?"

At this moment, Yan Bugui felt a little "grateful" to Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu's shout attracted everyone's attention and rescued him from the center of storm.