Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

In Sha Zhu's room, Sha Zhu was lying on the bed with a depressed look on his face.

Not only was he woken up by Ye Fan's urine, but now Jia Zhang had shit smeared all over his face. Not to mention all these, he also gave Jia Huzi a blow.

You said knock, so I knocked. Just when Jia Zhang was smearing shit on me, my face was smeared with shit, and I even swallowed a big mouthful of it.

Even more unfortunate was that he had to pay compensation to Jia Zhang and others, and had to stay in the police station for a night.

Speaking of which, how come such bad luck happened to Shazhu?

He Yushui stared at his brother Sha Zhu, sighed softly, and said slowly: "Brother, do you remember the last time? You were kind enough to help the old lady, but ended up having your legs broken by Section Chief Ye. But who would have thought that this time you smeared shit on the old lady's face, and also..."

When Sha Zhu heard this, his face instantly turned extremely ugly. He waved his hand to interrupt He Yushui's words and said with a bitter face: "Good sister, can we not mention this matter again? I have been vomiting non-stop since yesterday, and I haven't recovered until now! Do you really have to make me recall those disgusting scenes again?"

He Yushui felt a little embarrassed when she heard Sha Zhu's response, but she still insisted on finishing her words: "Brother, I was just feeling emotional! Think about it, you have helped the old lady twice, but you suffered such great harm each time. How come you don't remember it at all? And this time, it was obviously Jia Zhang who deliberately wanted to see the excitement in the eldest uncle's house and laugh at the eldest uncle. At that time, it was the eldest aunt who started it first. These are the facts I witnessed with my own eyes!"

After listening to He Yushui's words, Sha Zhu turned his gaze to her, frowned tightly, and said in a serious tone: "Sister, what do you want to say? Let me see, the pile of things in front of the old man's house, uh... It must be the trick of that hateful Jia Huzi!" As he spoke, he seemed to remember some disgusting scene again, and couldn't help but retching again.

He Yushui heard this and angrily shouted at Sha Zhu: "Brother, what do you mean you saw it? Do you have any evidence that Jia Huzi got that thing in front of the old man's door?

You keep saying it's Jia Huzi without any evidence. If Jia Zhang hears it, believe it or not, she will blackmail you."

After hearing what He Yushui said, Sha Zhu was immediately unhappy and said quickly: "Sister, who else could it be other than Jia Huzi? Could it be that boy Ye Fan?"

Hearing Sha Zhu talking about Ye Fan, He Yushui's anger was ignited and burst out directly, and he said angrily: "Brother, you are going too far. Section Chief Ye is unreasonable, but would Section Chief Ye do such a thing?

And why don’t you think about it carefully, if Yi Zhonghai is really that nice, would anyone go and dump a pile of shit in front of his house?

Brother, can you please stop being stupid? The root cause of this matter is that Yi Zhonghai has a problem with his character.

Yi Zhonghai asked you to respect the old lady and respect him. He kept saying he was helping us. What did he do for us? Your leg was broken. What did he send you? Or did he help you in any way? Didn't he just come to see you after get off work?

The key is, why did he come to see you? To test your attitude, to tell you bad things about Section Chief Ye, and to tell you how good the deaf old lady and he were to you. It sounds good, but how good were they to you? Why can't I see it? "

He Yushui was also so angry that he didn't even call him "uncle" but directly called Yi Zhonghai.

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment by He Yushui's rapid barrage of questions, but then his face turned ugly.

I saw Sha Zhu angrily said: "Sister, I don't like what you said. Do you have to show us how good the uncle is to us? Our father ran away, who took care of us? Who taught us the principles of life.

Sister, we should be grateful and repay kindness. The old man really treats us as his family. There are so many people in the courtyard. Besides the old man, who else can teach us the principles of life?"

He Yushui laughed angrily when he heard this, snorted coldly, and said: "What is the principle of being a human being? Isn't it just respecting the elderly? He told you to respect him and the old lady. Apart from these, what else did he teach you? Brother, if you want to be stupid, you can be stupid to the end. I, He Yushui, will not accompany you to play respecting the elderly with Yi Zhonghai.

I have my own life, and my life does not revolve around them. I have my own pursuits and people I like.

I also saw through the hypocrisy of Yi Zhonghai and others through the people I liked. "

(He Yushui is a smart person in Zidong's eyes. Even when Shazhu finally built the Sihe Nursing Home, He Yushui did not participate, proving that she had long seen through the nature of the Siheyuan. This is Zidong's personal opinion. If it is wrong, you can criticize it, but don't give a bad review.)

After He Yushui finished speaking, she slammed the door and left. She understood that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

In this case, there is no need to continue arguing with Sha Zhu. If Sha Zhu is willing to live in the world created for him by Yi Zhonghai, then let him live there.

She, He Yushui, would not accompany him for a long time.

At this time, He Yushui's heart was dead. After all, Jia Dongxu had just died, and Sha Zhu had not yet become a big enemy and helped the Jia family for free, so He Yushui had not really given up on him.

But after this time, He Yushui will never try to wake up Sha Zhu who is pretending to be asleep again.

The quarrel between Sha Zhu and He Yushui ended in vain, but He Yushui came to his senses. It was a good thing that he came to his senses a few years earlier.

In the quiet and slightly pale ward, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the white sheets. Yi Zhonghai lay quietly on the bed, his face haggard and his eyes dull. Next to him sat an old lady named Gao, who was carefully scooping up a spoonful of warm porridge with a spoon and gently bringing it to Yi Zhonghai's mouth.

Yi Zhonghai slowly opened his mouth and chewed the food in his mouth mechanically, but every bite seemed to have lost its taste, like chewing wax. His thoughts had long drifted away, immersed in endless pain and confusion. He had no interest in the food in front of him, and just swallowed it instinctively.

Aunt Gao silently watched Yi Zhonghai's hopeless look, her heart full of worry and heartache. She sighed softly and comforted him softly: "Old Yi, things have come to this point, don't be too sad. Life is always full of variables, we can't predict what will happen in the future. You must not fall into a dead end and can't get out!"

However, Yi Zhonghai did not seem to listen to the advice of Aunt Gao. He turned his head suddenly, stared at the other person with cold eyes, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered: "Ha... It's a done deal? Don't you feel happy? Now it's good, you can't have children, and now I have become a useless person. In this way, can't you be more at ease?"

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing Gao's heart. She opened her eyes wide, her face full of astonishment and disbelief. Tears blurred her vision instantly, and her throat was choked with sobs and she could hardly make a sound. After a long while, she barely stopped crying, and with a grievance in her heart, she said with trembling lips: "Old Yi, how could you misunderstand my feelings like this? I never thought of it that way!"