Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

Xu Damao tiptoed to the window of Sha Zhu's house and pricked up his ears like a cunning fox to eavesdrop on the movements inside the house.

Time passed minute by minute, and when he heard Niu Aihua say the words "get a marriage certificate", the anger in his heart was instantly ignited, and his teeth chattered, as if he wanted to eat Sha Zhu alive.

Xu Damao, who was furious, glared at the window fiercely, then turned around, pushed the old bicycle hard, and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

Since his job is a projectionist, his working hours are relatively flexible, so it is not surprising that he still stays in the courtyard at this time.

Let's talk about that silly Zhu, who is simply a fearless person! In the workshop, he relied on the support of Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, to act arrogantly and unscrupulously.

He even ignored the workshop director and acted like he was the only one in charge all day long.

To use the words that Sha Zhu often said: "It's only a matter of time before I return to the cafeteria. If you don't want to see my hands shaking when you get your food and I don't want to give you less food, then you'd better not mess with me!" These words really make people angry and helpless.

At this moment, Xu Damao was pedaling his bicycle laboriously towards the steel rolling mill, racking his brains to think about how to ruin the marriage of Sha Zhu and Niu Aihua and make their plans completely fail.

After all, he had now lost the ability to pass on his family line and had become a person without descendants.

When Xu Damao thought about Sha Zhu being able to get married and have children smoothly, and maybe even run to his doorstep with his son in his arms in the future and laugh at him for being a childless person, he felt as if a huge stone was blocking his chest, and he was determined to prevent this from happening no matter what.

The perspective returns to the courtyard full of stories. Sha Zhu is seen sending Niu Aihua out of the door with a big smile on his face, nodding and bowing all the way, just like a follower.

As Niu Aihua walked further and further away until her figure completely disappeared at the corner of the street, the originally bright smile on Sha Zhu's face quickly receded like the tide, and was replaced by a deep worry and sadness.

At this moment, the problem that gave Sha Zhu the most headache was: How could he successfully convince Ye Fan to agree to arrange a suitable work station for Niu Aihua?

You know, Ye Fan has a grudge against Yi Zhonghai and has a lot of dissatisfaction with him, even hatred for him. If he rashly drags Yi Zhonghai to plead for mercy, it will probably not only be of no help, but will backfire and make things worse.

After thinking about it, Sha Zhu suddenly had an idea in his mind and thought of Qin Huairu. After all, it was Qin Huairu's help that Ye Fan reluctantly agreed to let him return to the steel mill to continue working.

However, when he thought about how Qin Huairu had already helped him a lot before, it seemed a little inappropriate for him to shamelessly go to her and beg for help again.

Just as Sha Zhu was racking his brains and was in a dilemma about this matter, suddenly, like a flash of lightning across the sky in the darkness, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind - his own sister, He Yushui!

Yes, why not ask your sister for help? With the deep affection between them, as long as He Yushui is willing to ask Qin Huairu for help, Qin Huairu will definitely not sit idly by.

Having made up his mind, Sha Zhu didn't say a word and hurriedly pushed the old bicycle parked in the yard and rushed towards the school where He Yushui worked.

But at this moment, Sha Zhu seemed to have completely forgotten how he treated his own sister in the New Year that just passed.

For the sake of that house, Sha Zhu, who always cared about his reputation, didn't care about his face at all and tried to forcibly snatch He Yushui's house!

The man who usually had some backbone had completely changed his appearance at this moment, with only greed and selfishness in his eyes.

And now, when he encountered a difficult problem and urgently needed help from others, he suddenly remembered that he had a younger sister, He Yushui, to ask for help.

Not long after Sha Zhu left, Liu Haizhong, with a gloomy face, also returned to the courtyard with heavy steps.

This time he was really embarrassed. Not only that, he also had to face huge compensation - because in the case of Yan Jiecheng's disfigurement, after an in-depth investigation by the public security department, it was determined that he had a major responsibility that he could not shirk.

There was no other way, Liu Haizhong could only swallow his anger and take out his own money to compensate Yan Bugui for his losses.

As soon as Liu Haizhong stepped into the courtyard, he glared fiercely at the closed door of Yan Bugui's house, snorted coldly full of dissatisfaction and anger from his nose, and then walked straight towards his home without looking back.

After a while, Yan Bugui returned to the courtyard with a gloomy face. He was obviously very dissatisfied with the result given by the police.

I was thinking indignantly, "Why can Liu Haizhong get away with it so easily by paying a mere one thousand yuan? My poor son's face has been disfigured! How is he going to live in the future..."

Yan Bugui, who was getting more and more angry the more he thought about it, originally planned to go to the steel mill to continue to ask for an explanation, but the police clearly told him that if the steel mill was involved in the matter and gave advice on how to deal with it, then everything would have to be done according to the steel mill's instructions.

Now, Yan Bugui was caught in a dilemma and didn't know what to do for a moment.

After hearing what the police said, Yan Bugui began to have doubts in his heart. As long as the steel mill fired Liu Haizhong, it would be a big deal.

I’m afraid that the steel mill will not allow Liu Haizhong to pay compensation, or that the compensation is too little.

Liu Haizhong dragged his heavy steps back home slowly. Before he could stand firmly on his feet, Second Aunt came up to him with a concerned look on her face, muttering non-stop: "Haizhong, you must have worried me so much on this trip. Tell me what happened?"

However, Liu Hai was so upset that he had no intention of responding to Second Aunt's concern. He just waved his hand impatiently and shouted, "Oh, stop nagging! I'm really unlucky this time and have suffered a great loss!"

At this point, Liu Haizhong became more and more agitated. He clenched his fists, veins popped out on his forehead, and continued with gritted teeth: "That damn Public Security Bureau actually asked me to compensate Yan Bugui a full thousand yuan! A thousand yuan! This is not a small amount!"

The more he spoke, the louder his voice became, until he almost roared, his eyes turning red with anger, as if they could spit fire.

Upon hearing the news, the second aunt was also greatly surprised. She widened her eyes and screamed in disbelief: "What? We have to compensate Yan Bugui one thousand yuan? How, how is this possible? Why?" The second aunt was so angry that she was shaking all over, with her hands on her hips, looking indignant.

Liu Haizhong walked to the chair where he usually sat with a gloomy face, sat down heavily, and then like a deflated ball, he slumped against the back of the chair, closed his lips and stopped talking.

At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment and regret, and he cursed Yan Bugui secretly: "This old man is purely maliciously framing and biting! I was just trying to stop the fight with good intentions, who knew it would turn out like this... Alas, it's too late to say anything now!"