Siheyuan: I am the God of Cooking, and all the birds are crying with envy!

In this courtyard full of the smell of fireworks, the sunlight seemed to be deterred by the tense atmosphere of today, and only a few rays were sparingly sprinkled, falling on Yi Jianlian and He Yuzhu who were confronting each other in anger.

Yi Jianlian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "He Yuzhu, if you want me to move out, you have to step over my dead body.

I am not someone who can be easily bullied in this courtyard."

His eyes were filled with determination and anger. Although the corner of his mouth was bleeding, it did not weaken his momentum at all. Instead, he was like a wild wolf that was forced into a desperate situation, ready to fight to the death at any time.

Those eyes were like burning charcoal, particularly eye-catching on the slightly pale face, as if they were going to devour everything in front of them.

He Yuzhu's eyes widened with anger: "Okay, then I will fulfill your wish today!"

His face turned red and veins popped out on his neck, as if the anger in his heart was about to burn him to death.

His clenched fists were white in the knuckles due to the force, and every muscle fiber was telling of his anger at the moment. He approached Yi Jianlian step by step, and each step brought a strong sense of oppression. The ground beneath his feet seemed to be shaking slightly.

His figure was like an angry god of war, with unstoppable momentum, as if he was ready to break through all obstacles.

He Yuzhu was about to rush forward, but was held back by his wife. He Yuzhu's wife cried and shouted, "Zhuzi, stop hitting me. Let's find another way to solve this problem. Don't let anyone get killed here."

She clutched the corner of He Yuzhu's clothes tightly with both hands, and leaned her whole weight back, trying to stop her husband's impulsive behavior.

Tears welled up in my eyes, slid down my cheeks, and wet the small area of ​​ground under my feet.

Her voice was filled with tears, anxious and panicked, and trembling slightly because of fear. The cry was particularly harsh in the silent yard, as if it was a weak protest against this farce.

He Yuzhu's son was also frightened and started crying.

The childish little face turned red, tears flowed out like a flood, the mouth was wide open, the crying was loud and miserable, and the little body was trembling.

This scene made He Yuzhu sober up a little, but the anger in his heart was still difficult to calm down.

His chest was heaving violently and his breathing was rapid and heavy, like a raging bull that had just had its reins tied. Although his movements were temporarily controlled, he was still gasping for breath and shaking his head angrily, trying to break free from the invisible restraints.

His heart was like a turbulent sea, with anger, helplessness, unwillingness and other emotions intertwined together, making him almost lose control.

Liu Haizhong rubbed his chest and said, "He Yuzhu, look at you, you scared the child to tears.

Let’s put this matter on hold for now and discuss it when the compound meeting begins.

Everyone is watching here, there has to be a fair solution."

He rubbed his chest and said with a frown, a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction on his face.

His eyes moved back and forth between He Yuzhu and Yi Jianlian, as if he was thinking about how to calm this sudden storm.

There was a hint of cunning in his eyes, as if he was secretly planning something.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath and said, "Okay, Liu Haizhong, I'll give you this face.

But before the meeting, none of you are allowed to touch anything in my house.

If one of them is missing, I will fight you to death!"

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words, his eyes filled with warnings and threats.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, making people dare not look directly at it, as if he was declaring to everyone his firm protection of the house.

Yi Jianlian snorted, "Who cares about your things? But, He Yuzhu, don't think about taking the house back so easily."

He turned his head away with disdain and clasped his hands across his chest. Although he stood straight, his slightly trembling fingers revealed his inner nervousness and anxiety.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a hint of stubbornness, and he didn't seem to intend to compromise easily.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and He Yuzhu brought his wife and children to the house where the deaf old woman once lived.

He Yuzhu's footsteps were a little heavy, and every step seemed to be stepping on his heart.

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar yard in front of him. What was familiar was that every blade of grass, every brick and tile here carried his many years of memories. What was unfamiliar was that he was now being driven out of the house that originally belonged to him. This gap filled his heart with bitterness and resentment.

His eyes revealed a firm determination, and he secretly vowed to take back his own house and teach those who bullied him the lesson they deserved.

His figure seemed a little lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun, but he revealed an indomitable strength.

As night fell, He Yuzhu sat alone on a small bench in the yard, looking at the stars in the sky, his thoughts flooding in like a tide.

He recalled every moment of his time in this compound, the laughter and quarrels with his neighbors, the efforts he had made to help others, but now he had received such a result. The grievance in his heart was like a lit powder keg, burning more and more fiercely.

He pounded his thigh hard, secretly thinking about how to fight for his rights during the meeting in the compound and how to make everyone understand that he is the real owner of the house.

The stars in the night sky seemed to be quietly listening to his heart and witnessing his pain and struggle.

The next morning, the sun shone into the yard, but it could not shine into He Yuzhu's gloomy heart.

He got up early and began to tidy up the deaf old woman's house. Although it was only a temporary residence, he didn't want his wife and children to live in a messy environment.

His movements were somewhat mechanical, and every time he picked up an object it seemed to remind him of his current situation.

The wife helped silently, occasionally looking up at her husband, her eyes full of worry and concern, but she also knew that she could not cause any more trouble for her husband at the moment and could only support him with actions.

There was a hint of tenderness and determination in her eyes, as if telling her husband that she would stay with him no matter what difficulties he encountered.

He Yuzhu's son seemed to feel the depressing atmosphere at home. He was no longer as lively and active as usual. He sat obediently in the corner playing with his little toys.

The little figure seemed a little lonely and helpless, and from time to time he would steal a glance at his busy parents.

His eyes were full of innocence and confusion, and he didn't understand why his family had become like this.

This day finally arrived, the day for the compound meeting arrived.

He Yuzhu arrived at the center of the yard early, found a conspicuous spot and sat down, his eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Yi Jianlian also arrived soon after, with a confident smile on his face, as if he had already thought of a response strategy.

Other neighbors also arrived one after another. They sat together and whispered, wondering how this dispute about the house would end.

The whole yard was filled with a tense and mysterious atmosphere, as if an invisible war was about to break out.

Liu Haizhong cleared his throat and stood up: "Dear neighbors, the main purpose of holding this meeting today is to solve the housing problem between He Yuzhu and Yi Jianlian.

As everyone knows, this matter has caused a lot of uproar in our hospital, and we have to find a fair and just solution that both parties can accept."

After saying that, he looked at He Yuzhu and Yi Jianlian.

There was a sense of majesty in his eyes, trying to control the rhythm of the whole game.

He Yuzhu stood up impatiently: "This house originally belongs to me. I worked hard to earn it. Why does Yi Jianlian occupy it? I have lived in this courtyard for so many years. Everyone knows the origin of this house."

His voice was a little excited and his eyes scanned the crowd, hoping to get everyone's support.

His words were full of grievance and anger, as if he was telling the whole world about his unfair treatment.

Yi Jianlian stood up calmly: "He Yuzhu, please don't slander me. I bought this house legally from someone else. I have the procedures and proof.

If you are dissatisfied, you can sue me." As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and waved them in front of everyone.

There was a hint of pride on his face, as if the procedure in his hand was his trump card.

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Yi Jianlian to have the procedures.

His mind went blank and he didn't know how to refute.

His lips trembled slightly and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

His heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. His original self-confidence collapsed in an instant, leaving only helplessness and confusion.

At this time, the old neighbor, Uncle Li, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "I have lived in this courtyard for the longest time, and I know a little about this house.

He Yuzhu was right. The house was indeed his at first, but there seemed to be some misunderstandings later, and it was sold to someone else, and then it came into Yi Jianlian's hands. "

Everyone's eyes were immediately cast towards Uncle Li. He Yuzhu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said quickly, "Uncle Li, you have to testify for me.

I can’t just lose this house like this.”

His eyes were full of expectation and gratitude, as if Uncle Li was his last hope.

Yi Jianlian frowned and said, "Uncle Li, you can't favor He Yuzhu.

My procedures are all legal and compliant, and I am not just saying it casually." There was a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt in his words, trying to defend his position.

There was a sudden discussion in the yard, and everyone had their own opinions. Some supported He Yuzhu, while others felt that Yi Jianlian had the procedures and it made sense.

Liu Haizhong looked at the chaotic scene and shook his head helplessly: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet.

In this case, we can't just listen to one side of the story.

I think we should investigate further, find some witnesses from that time, get to the bottom of this matter, and then make a decision."

There was a barely perceptible hint of displeasure in his eyes, as if he didn't want things to become so complicated.

Although He Yuzhu was reluctant, he knew that this was the only way at the moment.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Liu Haizhong, I believe you can handle this matter.

But I hope there will be a result as soon as possible. I can't let my family live in someone else's house forever."

There was a hint of helplessness and determination in his eyes, and he could only pin his hopes on follow-up investigations.

Yi Jianlian also nodded: "I have no objection, but during this period, no one should think of taking this house."

There was a hint of toughness in his tone, trying to maintain his possession of the house.

The meeting ended temporarily, and He Yuzhu returned to the deaf old lady's house with mixed feelings.

He knew that the battle over the house was far from over, and he had to work harder to find evidence to prove his innocence and ownership of the house.

Fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, as if he had found a ray of light in the darkness.

Yi Jianlian did not let his guard down either. He began to ask around about the situation back then, fearing that something unfavorable would occur to him.

He also felt a little uneasy in his heart. After all, things were starting to develop in a direction that was not favorable to him.

The days passed in this tense atmosphere. He Yuzhu ran to almost all places that might be related to the house and asked countless people.

A look of fatigue gradually appeared on his face, but the determination in his eyes never disappeared.