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

At this moment, Niu Ye rubbed his palms and said, "He Yuzhu, can you show us what kind of painting is in Mr. Qi's gift box? Mr. Qi's masterpiece is so close to me, it really makes me itch."

After getting the approval of Mr. Qi Qianshi, He Yuzhu opened the gift box, took out the scroll and slowly unfolded it.

It turns out that the painting in the scroll is of Qi Qianshi's most famous shrimp. The shrimp is lively and vivid, jumping out of the paper. The crystal state of the shrimp is revealed in the elegant ink color, which makes people who see it praise it.

"Exquisite!" Uncle Niu commented excitedly as he came closer to observe the scroll.

Seeing someone so accurately summarize the characteristics of his work, Qi Qianshi couldn't help but ask the person in front of him: "It seems that you also study calligraphy and painting?"

Xu Huizhen knew that He Yuzhu didn't know much about Master Niu, so she smiled and said, "Let me introduce Master Niu to Mr. Qi! Master Niu's ancestral home is from the Zhenghuang Banner, and his family has been experts in identifying antiques and calligraphy for generations. Master Niu even used to identify treasures for the empress dowager in the palace."

Uncle Niu was a frequent drinker at their Xu's Tavern. When it came to knowing Uncle Niu well, if Xu Huizhen was second to none, no one would dare to claim to be first.

After listening to Xu Huizhen's description, Niu Ye waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all a thing of the past. Now I just make a living by helping others identify antiques, calligraphy and paintings."

Qi Qianshi was shocked to hear that Mr. Niu came from a family of appraisers. No wonder he had such a unique understanding of calligraphy and painting.

After Qi Qianshi thought for a while, he suggested to Niu Ye: "When we go in later, we should sit at the same table together and have a deep exchange of ideas!"

"I'm deeply honored!" Upon hearing Mr. Qi's invitation, Mr. Niu was filled with joy and bowed his hands to show his respect to Mr. Qi.

So the two old men walked into the hall of Fengze Garden side by side.

In the next time,

Martial arts master Zhang Yaochen, literary master Lao She, and iron-boned Wang Ziping came to congratulate one after another.

They all brought gifts for the newlyweds, Ho Woo-joo and Seo Hye-jin.

Finally, accompanied by Master Li Guodong, the distinguished guest leader personally came to the wedding scene of He Yuzhu and Xu Huizhen.

The stunning lineup of guests tonight made the owner of Fengzeyuan, who was receiving the guests in the hall, secretly astonished, and he was puzzled as to how big He Yuzhu's network of connections was.

The people who came were all well-known figures in the capital, but there was one thing that the owner of Fengze Garden understood very clearly: with the visit and praise of these celebrities, the reputation of their Fengze Garden in the capital would undoubtedly rise significantly.

At the same time, in the courtyard No. 95, the beasts in the courtyard gathered together at the Liu family.

"Yi Zhonghai has explained to you the tasks you are going to do today, right?" Liu Haizhong asked the eight people from the steel rolling mill without any expression.

When the eight people heard the question, they nodded silently. These eight people had become workers in the steel plant thanks to Yi Zhonghai's connections.

Seeing the eight people's response, Liu Haizhong distributed the previously agreed rewards to the eight people one by one and handed over the prepared sticks.

Then, Liu Haizhong waved the remaining fifty yuan in his hand and said, "Let's go directly to Fengze Garden later. Go in and smash the money for me! The person who performs best... the money in my hand is yours."

The fifty yuan attracted everyone's close attention. They secretly vowed to put in excellent performance so that they could get the remaining reward in Liu Haizhong's hand. After all, who doesn't like money?

Because most of them do not come from well-off families, fifty dollars is enough to make their lives a little more comfortable.

They believed that disrupting a wedding would at most result in a short detention of a few days and there would not be any serious consequences.

Suddenly, the door of Liu's house was pushed open, and Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu walked in together.

Jia Zhang looked directly at Liu Haizhong and said, "Old Liu, my Jia family also wants to participate in such a good thing as revenge on He Yuzhu, to avenge He Yuzhu for making Jia Dongxu go to jail for three years."

She heard clearly the conversation between Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai just now from outside.

Seeing that Liu Haizhong had gathered a group of people to make trouble for He Yuzhu, she immediately led Qin Huairu to rush over. She was determined to restore Jia Dongxu's dignity for being arrested at He Yuzhu's wedding today!

Seeing Jia Zhang's arrival, Liu Haizhong smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Jia Zhang would also be willing to participate. What a coincidence!"

Having more people dealing with He Yuzhu means a greater chance of success and a more far-reaching impact.

For him, this is a great thing.

"Mom, then you go with the second uncle and the others, I'll stay at home to take care of Bang Geng," Qin Huairu was prepared, "He's only two years old, how can you bring Bang Geng to He Yuzhu's wedding banquet to cause trouble!"

Qin Huairu knew very well that He Yuzhu was a vengeful person. If this group of people who went to cause trouble on He Yuzhu's wedding day really succeeded and ruined He Yuzhu's marriage, and then came to settle the score with him, she didn't know if they could bear it.

Yi Zhonghai had just whispered a few words to her in private while Jia Zhang was away.

It is best not to interfere in today's affairs. The best strategy is to wait and see what happens. After all, He Yuzhu is not so easy to deal with.

As expected, when she tried to use Banggeng's young age as an excuse not to participate, Jia Zhang hesitated a little, thought for a while, and then said, "Then you stay at home and take good care of Banggeng! You'd better not interfere in what happened today."

In fact, at the beginning, Jia Zhang planned to take care of Bang Geng at home and let Qin Huairu follow Liu Haizhong and others to make a scene at He Yuzhu's wedding.

But then she gave up the idea. She had to avenge her son herself!

Liu Haizhong and others then swarmed towards Fengze Garden in a mighty manner.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu had already been standing silently in front of the courtyard gate, watching their backs as they walked away.

In the hall of Fengze Garden, He Yuzhu and Xu Hui enthusiastically raised their glasses to toast the guests one by one.

The scene was very lively. Regardless of whether they knew each other or not, they all raised their glasses and drank together with He Yuzhu.

Liu Haizhong, who had just arrived at the lobby of Fengze Garden, looked around and saw He Yuzhu's smug look in the crowd. He suddenly became furious and pushed away the food cart next to him. A plate on the food cart fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Liu Haizhong roared at He Yuzhu, his whole body seemed to be filled with anger, and shouted: "Stop it! No more eating or drinking!"

"Are you blind? He Yuzhu is a beast, and you actually came to his wedding?"

Especially when he saw Aunt Liu, Old Li, and Xu Damao's family in the courtyard, his hatred was even more intense! The sound of the plate falling to the ground and the scolding in Liu Hai instantly made the lively hall of Fengze Garden quiet.

When He Yuzhu saw that the person making the noise was Liu Haizhong, he first patted Xu Huizhen's tender little hand to comfort her, then he put away his smile and walked calmly towards Liu Haizhong.

Standing in front of Liu Haizhong, He Yuzhu asked firmly: "Don't you know what day it is today!"

For He Yuzhu, this day was of special significance. Liu Haizhong actually dared to cause trouble.

"How could I not know!" Liu Haizhong pointed at He Yuzhu's head and said through gritted teeth, "I just want to disrupt your wedding! Do you still want to hold a perfect wedding? Forget it!"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he asked, "Are you sure you have to do this?" After all, today is his wedding day, and He Yuzhu doesn't want any fighting or bloodshed at his wedding.

"Just go meet your mother!" Liu Haizhong said. Because his left hand was injured by He Yuzhu, he swung the iron rod with his right hand, aimed at the top of He Yuzhu's head and smashed it hard.

His son's tragic fate and the injury to his left hand were all caused by He Yuzhu.

Now he has only one goal: to kill He Yuzhu, or to ruin He Yuzhu's wedding if he fails.

The fate of his son Guangqi being shot by a bullet is already determined and cannot be changed. He Yuzhu should take full responsibility. This is a father's act of revenge for his son!

Seeing this, the eight workers from the steel rolling mill who came with them raised their iron bars, ready to smash up the wedding banquet.

Just when the situation was tense, martial arts master Zhang Yaochen, literary figure Lao She and iron-skinned Wang Ziping suddenly flashed and stood in front of the eight people.

As close friends of Master He Yuzhu, they would not allow these people to ruin the feast, no matter who they are!

He Yuzhu cleverly avoided the attack from Liu Haizhong. At the moment when Liu Haizhong staggered, He Yuzhu quickly snatched the iron rod from his right hand and swung it towards Liu Haizhong's right hand mercilessly. With a crisp sound of fracture, Liu Haizhong's right wrist was directly broken.

"Ah! My hand!" Liu Haizhong's face was as pale as snow. He supported his injured right hand with his bandaged left hand, bent over and knelt, half-knelt in front of He Yuzhu, enduring the severe pain in his hand.

On the other side, eight workers at the steel rolling mill had all fallen to the ground, wailing in pain.

The two martial arts masters, Zhang Yaochen and Wang Ziping, seemed to be blind to what was happening. They returned to their seats and drank from their glasses as if nothing had happened.

Jia Zhang, who was following behind, looked at the situation in front of her with some fear, but thinking of Jia Dongxu's miserable three years behind bars, she mustered up the courage to fabricate facts and said, "Everyone, come and see! He Yuzhu has started beating people again! Liu Haizhong was almost beaten to death by He Yuzhu."

At this moment, several reporters from Kyoto newspapers suddenly ran out from a dark corner, raised their cameras, and took pictures of the explosive and tragic scene. The reporter walking in the front seemed the most active.

He jumped in front of He Yuzhu and asked, "Comrade He Yuzhu, someone reported that you were colluding with the police, and that you were doing all kinds of things in the No. 95 courtyard, confusing right and wrong, and wantonly humiliating and bullying other residents. Several uncles tried to stop your violent behavior, but they were sent to the police station and detained, and beaten by the prisoners inside. Is all this true?"

When Jia Zhang saw reporters taking pictures, he rushed to the reporters and exposed He Yuzhu's crimes.