Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

The sky after snow is usually clear, and the sunshine adds a touch of brilliance to the silver-white world.

The air after the snow is fresh and cool, and the cold air is filled with the smell of sunshine, which makes people feel naturally relaxed.

People are happy and enthusiastic after the snow. People sweeping the snow sweep away the cold and snow, leaving warmth in everyone's heart. The distance between hearts seems especially close at this moment.

However, this is only a matter of time.

When the people who were sweeping snow in the alley came to the public toilet and saw the shack that looked like a grave, a meaningful expression appeared on everyone's face.

Is it mercy?

Is it sarcasm?

Or another indescribable thing.

"Don't just stand there, let's clear the snow together and see what's happening to the people inside."

When the snow was cleared, someone suggested tearing down the shack directly because the entrance was too small and no one was willing to go in to see what was going on.

There was unanimous opposition. Everyone in the alley knew that the person living here was Jia Zhang from No. 95 Yard. She was a difficult person. If anyone dared to demolish her only shack, she would really crawl into your house.

"Jia Zhang, Jia Zhang"

"Ms. Jia Zhang, are you still breathing? Say something."

There was no response. Everyone looked at each other and had a bad feeling in their hearts.

No one knows when the snow stopped.

Most people know when the wind stops. Last night the cold wind howled all night long until the roosters crowed.

How can this simple shack resist the invasion of cold?

The little guy named Shouhou crawled in and crawled out screaming, saying, "Dead, dead, two people."

When asked who it was, Shouhou said he didn't know and didn't dare to look.

Qin Huairu came, and everyone in Yard 95 came. Maybe they came to help, or maybe they came to watch the fun. Anyway, people came, and everyone in the alley who heard the news came, including Liu Guozheng and Xu Damao.

After obtaining Qin Huairu's consent, everyone worked together to demolish Jia Zhang's shack.

With a pale face and a weird smile, one could vaguely tell that one was Jia Zhang and the other was Bang Geng. This was something no one had expected.

"What a sin, what a sin."

An old man looked at Qin Huairu with dissatisfaction, looked sad, and left shaking his head.

"Poor thing, so pitiful."

"The Jia family is all dead this time."

"What do you mean they are all dead? There are still Xiaodang and Huaihua."

"The two girls will belong to someone else's family sooner or later."

"Look at Qin Huairu. She didn't shed a single tear."

"Black Widow, you are so cruel."

"..."

Many people were talking about it, most of them were from Yard 95.

Liu Guozheng kept shaking his head as he watched. Yard 95 was indeed a gathering place for beasts.

Xu Damao finally understood why Liu Guozheng disliked most of the people in Yard 95. These people only knew how to make sarcastic remarks and take advantage of his misfortunes.

"Qin Huairu, please accept my condolences, alas!"

Yan Bugui had a sad look on his face, he had also lost loved ones and he could empathize with others.

"Qin..Qin Huairu, I want to help you speak."

Shazhu's eyes were red. People are all made of flesh and blood. He was really sad. He didn't expect that the chubby and smart little guy would end up like this. He really liked this kid Banggeng at the beginning. Although he was a little too fond of the boy, he did like him after all.

Yi Zhonghai in the crowd seemed expressionless, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth showed that the old man was in a good mood.

Qin Huairu stared blankly at the motionless bodies of Bang Geng and Jia Zhang. Her heart was filled with bitterness and her face was dejected.

God is so unfair. It seems that he has never been kind to her. She first tasted the pain of losing her husband at a young age, and now she has to taste the pain of losing her son again.

Qin Huairu didn't shed a single tear.

At least I didn't cry in front of everyone this time.

When tears can't deceive yourself, let alone others, you can only show your strength in front of everyone, even if it's forced.

Looking at the body of Banggeng, her favorite child, Qin Huairu slowly squatted down and gently stroked Banggeng's face which had long lost its temperature. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

"Great terrier, silly boy."

"Silly child, why don't you know how to go home? Why don't you know how to go home?"

"Mom doesn't blame you anymore. I was wrong. Isn't it okay if I was wrong? Banggeng, don't sleep anymore. Wake up. Mom will take you home."

"Bang Geng, don't blame me. It's not that I don't love you, it's that I don't know how to get along with you. I can't believe how you could be so cruel as to smother your brother to death."

"You are all flesh and blood of my mother. Tell me, how can I forgive you?"

"Why don't you understand my mother's painstaking efforts?"

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Bang Geng, you know what? Mom went to look for you yesterday, but I didn't know where you went and couldn't find you!"

"But, but how could you be so stupid, so stupid, so stupid that you don't know how to go home."

"Great stalk..."

The hoarse voice was full of sorrow.

Qin Huairu has a thousand words to say, but she doesn’t know who to say them to, and who can listen to her.

"Huai Ru, if you want to cry, just cry."

"Yes, Huairu, cry out, don't hold it in your heart."

"Huai Ru, you have to be strong and don't fall down. Even for Xiao Dang and Huai Hua, you have to be strong."

Some old ladies in the alley were already in tears. Most people of a certain age could not bear to see such a scene.

Yan Bugui saw that this was not okay. He couldn't just stand there. There were still many things that needed to be dealt with. Originally, Yan Bugui wanted to ask Yi Zhonghai to take care of things, but after looking around, he didn't see Yi Zhonghai. He didn't know when he left. With so many people present, he was the only one who could make arrangements. So he reminded: "Qin Huairu, now is not the time to be sad. The most important thing is to deal with Banggeng and Jia Zhang's future generations."

"Teacher Yan, thank you for your help. You have been through a lot, so please make the arrangements."

Qin Huairu also knew that now was not the time to be sad. As a woman, she did not understand some things. Apart from Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui was the only one left in the compound, so she could only ask Yan Bugui to make the arrangements.

People of this era hope to leave an intact body after death. When Yan Bugui tried to ask Qin Huairu whether she needed to call the police, Qin Huairu decisively refused.

There were strong winds and heavy snow last night. Even if it was someone's murder, it would be unlikely to find the murderer.

As long as the police are called, the forensic doctor will perform an autopsy. For most ordinary people in Xia Country, they still hope to leave an intact body after death. Everyone can understand Qin Huairu's choice.

The most important thing was to send Banggeng and Jia Zhang back to the countryside for burial before night. This was a difficult problem. It had snowed for a day and a night, and the road must have been difficult to travel on. Fortunately, the distance was not too far, and they could be pulled there with a cart. However, the young people in Yard 95 would have to endure more trouble, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

Jia Zhang was carried back to the Jia family.

Before leaving, you also need to change your clothes and tidy up your appearance.

Some of Jia Zhang's things were in the shack, so Qin Huairu was the one who packed them up, and Banggeng's small bag was naturally also taken back home.

This can be considered as the contribution that Bang Geng made to this family after his death.

However, Jia Zhang and Bang Geng would never have imagined that they would not even have a decent funeral after their death, which is really sad.