Siheyuan: Traveling through Sizhu, the scumbag father ran away at the beginning

The police station and prison are in stark contrast to the bustle of Fengze Garden.

Liu Guangqi, with white hair, looked blankly at the prison breakfast in front of him. The breakfast was very rich, including chicken, duck, fish, meat and wine.

Although Liu Guangqi's stomach was growling with hunger, he was afraid to eat this breakfast because his mental state was sometimes lucid and sometimes crazy.

He would rather be in a state of insanity to avoid the fear of being shot at any time.

The criminal sitting at another table laughed and said, "This is the final meal before execution. After this sumptuous meal, you will have to eat bullets."

When Liu Guangqi heard the words of eating bullets, he screamed in fear and cried bitterly, "I won't eat it, I won't eat it!"

The criminal who just spoke continued, "Okay! If you don't want to eat, I'll have your breakfast too. Cool! I can have two full meals before I get shot. What a bargain!"

The criminal spoke with a gloating smile, and then when he heard that Liu Guangqi refused to eat this breakfast, the criminal showed a cruel look, walked to Liu Guangqi's table, took the food on the table and started to eat it.

Liu Guangqi shouted indignantly: "Give it back to me! That's my breakfast!"

Liu Guangqi stood up and rushed towards the other person, trying to snatch back his breakfast, without caring whether he could snatch it from the criminal.

However, even though he had to endure the fists and kicks of the criminals, Liu Guangqi still struggled to snatch breakfast like a madman.

The criminal was also frightened by Liu Guangqi's performance and threw a chicken leg at Liu Guangqi.

Liu Guangqi took the chicken leg and started to eat it voraciously. Seeing that there was still a bottle of Red Star Erguotou left on his table, he opened the bottle cap without saying a word and started to drink it.

Finally, Liu Guangqi was choked by the wine and started coughing violently. He couldn't help but lie on the ground, coughing and crying.

At this time, Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui happened to see this scene when they met Liu Guangqi for the last time.

"Guangqi, don't cry. Dad has brought a few elders from the courtyard to see you." Liu Haizhong hurried forward, patted Liu Guangqi's back with heartache and comforted him.

Yi Zhonghai and others who came with him then comforted him: "Guangqi, we all know that you are a good child, you will be fine."

Liu Guangqi knelt down and cried to them, kowtowed repeatedly and said: "Dad, please help me get out, I don't want to be shot!"

Liu Haizhong hurriedly continued to comfort him: "Guangqi, I will find a way to save you. I told you that a leader has promised me that you will be released soon. Just have a good breakfast and take a nap in the cell. Everything will be fine when you wake up."

However, Liu Haizhong clenched his fists and held back the tears in his eyes, just to give his son some hope temporarily. This so-called leader was just something he made up to comfort Liu Guangqi.

After hearing his father say that there was hope for him to be released, Liu Guangqi nodded excitedly and followed the prison guard back to his cell to rest like a docile puppy.

Seeing Liu Guangqi's hopeful back, Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui prepared to go back.

Watching all this, the criminal who had just snatched Liu Guangqi's food looked at Liu Guangqi's back with sympathy, muttering to himself: "How pitiful! He didn't know his family had deceived him until he died. Now that he is in this death row, even gods can't help him get out!"

After the three old uncles returned to the courtyard, Liu Haizhong was the first to say, "My son Guangqi is about to be shot, and I will not let He Yuzhu's family have an easy time today."

Liu Haizhong wanted to take revenge on He Yuzhu and drag them into the abyss: "I want He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen to pay for my son's life!"

Liu Haizhong's words also implied that he wanted to ask Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui to work together to deal with He Yuzhu.

Yi Zhonghai noticed Yan Bugui's silence and took the initiative to say, "Isn't today the wedding day of He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen? I have heard that they are holding a wedding banquet in Fengze Garden."

"Many workers in the steel mill responded to my call. There should be someone I can call to help!"

"If you need me, I can ask them to disrupt He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen's wedding, but I want at least ten yuan in benefits from each worker."

After saying that, he looked at Liu Haizhong meaningfully, as if he had already had a plan to ruin He Yuzhu's wedding in his mind.

In fact, on the way back to the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai had already considered that Liu Haizhong would definitely win over himself and Yan Bugui to help him take revenge on He Yuzhu.

The reason why Yi Zhonghai helped Liu Haizhong was to take revenge on He Yuzhu to relieve his own hatred, and also to vent Liu Haizhong's anger.

But this time Yi Zhonghai chose to be responsible only for giving advice, but he would definitely not go to He Yuzhu's wedding in person, because he knew that he could not beat He Yuzhu at all. If he showed up and He Yuzhu just chased him and beat him, it would be a loss. It would be a good idea to play some dirty tricks behind the scenes.

Liu Haizhong gritted his teeth after hearing Yi Zhonghai's plan, but he said without hesitation: "I don't care about money. As long as you can help me deal with He Yuzhu, I'm willing to pay any amount!"

"My ultimate goal is to ruin He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen's wedding!"

"Let them lose face in front of all the guests at Fengze Garden!"

Seeing that Liu Haizhong agreed to his plan, Yi Zhonghai continued, "Since you are so determined to deal with He Yuzhu, I will help you add some fuel to the fire. I have leaked the inside information to the Beijing Daily! There will be an emergency on He Yuzhu's big day today, hehe! The reporters from the Beijing Daily will definitely be eager to come and join in the fun!"

Yi Zhonghai glanced at the silent Yan Bugui, and whispered something into Liu Haizhong's ear.

After hearing Yi Zhonghai's plan, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but admire: "Old Yi, your strategy is amazing."

"Now, let's wait and see how He Yuzhu responds!" He clenched his fists, his sharp eyes directed towards Fengze Garden.

At this moment, seeing Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong whispering in private without telling him, Yan Bugui's inner dissatisfaction became more and more obvious.

Yan Bugui said to the two calmly, "Then you guys go ahead and talk. I have something to do so I will go home first."

After saying that, he went straight to his home.

“Don’t…” Liu Haizhong was about to call out to Yan Bugui but was stopped by Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Yan Bugui is a fence-sitter. No need to pay attention to him."

"Besides, his non-involvement may make our plan go more smoothly!"

At this time, Fengze Garden was decorated with lights and full of joy. He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen, who had just arrived here, were welcoming the guests at the door with great affection.

What surprised He Yuzhu and his friends was that the first person to arrive at Fengze Garden was Stationmaster Liu of the Beijing Grain Station.

Stationmaster Liu walked quickly to the couple and said with a smile, "Zhu Zi, I wish you a happy marriage!"

"It's just a small token of my appreciation." As soon as he finished his blessing, Stationmaster Liu handed over a box of good tea and a thick red envelope.

Stationmaster Liu had previously achieved the grain station's annual purchasing target with the help of He Yuzhu at the city's annual summary meeting. Although last year's performance was not outstanding, he understood that as long as he kept He Yuzhu firmly tied to the grain station, his promotion was only a matter of time. He now regarded the red envelopes and tea as investments in He Yuzhu.

"Master Liu, you are so polite. Welcome to my wedding. Come, come, please take a seat!" He Yuzhu happily accepted the generous gift from Master Liu.

After Stationmaster Liu expressed his gratitude by clasping his fists, he was led to the Fengze Garden Hall to sit down.

The next person to come was Director Yang of the steel mill, accompanied by two experts from the Bear Country, Fredno and Sullivan. "Brother He, happy wedding!" Fredno greeted He Yuzhu excitedly in broken Chinese, then took out the small gift box he had carefully selected and opened it in front of He Yuzhu and the others.

He Yuzhu took a closer look and found a purple crystal bracelet in the box. Fasalivan, who was standing beside him, smiled and said in Mao Xiong language: "This is a specialty of my Mao Xiong country. I hope your wife will like it."

Xu Huizhen's eyes lit up when she saw the amethyst bracelet. Amethyst bracelets are extremely rare and she admired it very much.

"Thank you for the gifts from our two friends from the Bear Country. All the dishes for tonight's banquet are prepared by my master Zhang Jianguo himself! I hope you will enjoy the oriental cuisine!" He Yuzhu expressed his deep gratitude in fluent Bear language.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality." Fredno and Sullivan also responded happily.

"This is a little gift from me. I wish Chef He a happy wedding and hope he'll have a big fat boy soon." Director Yang took out a red envelope from his arms and handed it over.

He Yuzhu thanked him with a smile, and when Xu Huizhen heard this blessing, she couldn't help but blush on her face.

After a while, an old man in a white robe and a goatee happened to walk into the sight of He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen. He Yuzhu looked at the old man with a confused expression.

At this time, Niu Ye shouted in surprise: "Isn't this the painting master Mr. Qi Qianshi?"

Grandpa Niu's words reminded He Yuzhu. He recalled that it was his master Li Guodong who made the invitation. The original plan was to invite many heavyweight guests to add luster to the wedding banquet, but he did not expect Mr. Qi to arrive so soon.

He Yuzhu hurried forward and said, "Hello! Are you the master of traditional Chinese painting, Qi Qianshi, whom my master often mentioned?"

Qi Qianshi waved his hand and said modestly: "I am not a master of Chinese painting. These are all exaggerations."

"I have a very good relationship with that old man Li Guodong. How can I not be present at his apprentice's wedding?" Qi Qianshi then untied the gift box on his back and continued, "I don't have anything to show off, just a painting. I hope you two will have a happy marriage and stay together forever!"

He Yuzhu took the gift box with both hands respectfully, "Thank you for the auspicious words, Master Qi! Please come in. My master may not arrive for a while. He said yesterday that he had something to do, so he will arrive a little later today."