Siheyuan: The Rebirth of the Silly Pillar in the 50s

"What happened?"

Yang Ruihua heard Yan Bugui's shout and immediately came out to check.

Yan Bu jumped up and down in a noble manner, pointing to the broken flower pot on the ground and asking: "Look! What happened to this flower pot? Why did it break after I only went out for a day? Did you do it?"

Yang Ruihua immediately became unhappy when he heard this.

"Why do you have to rely on me? You usually take care of these flowers, how dare I touch them!"

"You don't dare to move? You don't dare to move. Why is this flowerpot broken?"

"You ask me, who am I to ask!"

Yang Ruihua said aggrievedly: "I am getting bigger every day to serve this family. I don't care about people, I also want to serve you!"

"Do you want to serve my flowers? I'll let you keep an eye on them. Just don't break them, don't die, don't become brittle! Look at what you're going to do now."

"Yan Pugui!"

Yang Ruihua was angered.

"You just want to rely on me now? Let me ask you today, which is more important, your wife of more than ten years or this pot of flowers?"

"There's no comparison at all!"

Yan Bugui waved his hand and said: "If my wife deliberately destroys my flowers, it's really hard to say..."

"Yan Bugui, are you spitting blood? Why did I make your flower picture so that you can come back and scold me?"

"I'm not you, how do I know what you want?"

"Yan Pugui!"

……

The couple stood in front of their house and quarreled. The quarrel became more fierce and louder, attracting a crowd of neighbors to watch.

The man went over and pulled Yan Bugui.

The woman went over to persuade Yang Ruihua.

Neighbors asked what was going on.

Each couple has their own reasons.

Yan Bugui said: "You judge, my flower was fine when I left this morning. She was brittle when I came back. You said I didn't ask her, who should I ask? She wasn't happy anymore, and she started arguing with me. "

"You fart!"

Yang Ruihua immediately objected: "Are you asking me? You are falsely accusing me! You are falsely accusing me of making the flowers crisp for you!"

"It's not you, why are you so excited? You don't have a guilty conscience!"

"You spit out blood!"

"Who knows who will be broken! God is watching what you do, so you should take care of yourself!"

"I'll let you take care of yourself!"

Yang Ruihua was so angry that he stepped on the poor money tree.

"I'll let you take care of yourself! Take care of yourself!"

The neighbors grabbed Yang Ruihua again and told her not to be impulsive.

But Yan Bugui still said: "You let her kick, look at how skilled she is with her kicks, and you still say she didn't do it? Only a ghost can believe it!"

"Lao Yan, please stop saying a few words!"

Yi Zhonghai, who had been standing silently in the crowd, stood up at this time.

He recognized the flowerpot on the ground, which was the one that Jia Dongxu had come to apprentice with and was going to give it to him.

He was a little speechless in his heart.

He is not sincere in his apprenticeship and studies, and uses other people's things to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha.

When I sent it back, it was damaged.

I don’t know what An’s heart is.

Fortunately, I didn't really accept him as my apprentice.

"Why did your wife deliberately throw down your flowerpot for nothing? Maybe some wild dog entered the yard and knocked it over. The couple was quarreling in the yard. It was so ugly! Everyone is staring at you!"

Yi Zhonghai persuaded Yan Bugui with a few words.

He calmed down and thought about it.

There is no reason for Yang Ruihua to deliberately make his own flowers.

If your family didn't do it, then you must be an outsider?

Thinking of this, Yan Bugui became even more angry and said loudly: "No matter if it's a wild cat or a wild dog. My flower pot is always brittle, right? A brittle flower pot is a small matter, but it affects the safety of my property and is a big matter. Today's matter I have to give an explanation!”

"What do you want to say, Lao Yan? If it was really caused by wild cats and dogs, would I be able to catch it for you?"

"Don't we have a safety committee in our compound? There's a meeting! Let's discuss it together! Lao Yi, as one of the representatives of the committee, you can't shirk it."

Yi Zhonghai looked solemn.

Isn't it obvious that Yan Bugui wants to make small things bigger and big things infinitely bigger?

He won't wade into this muddy water.

So he found an excuse and said, "I understand how you feel, Lao Yan. But this matter of yours is not a big one. There is no need to mobilize an army for a pot of flowers, right?"

"My pot of flowers?! My pot of flowers is also my property! The safety of my property is not guaranteed now, can I not be anxious?"

"What kind of property do you have? You picked up this potted flower from the side of the road. You didn't spend any money on it. Where did you get the property without spending any money?"

Yi Zhonghai's words ignited the neighbors.

They all agreed.

"Lao Yan, you didn't spend any money on this pot of 'property security'?"

"You didn't spend any money, why are you doing this?"

"You said the meeting was going to happen. Is it possible that everyone in the courtyard has gone to bed and kept vigil at the expense of your free flowers?"

"If you love your flower so much, you won't drag everyone to give it a funeral, right?"

"A funeral? Then you can't invite me to the banquet?"

The jokes in other people's mouths became true in Yan Bugui's ears.

As soon as he heard that he was going to have a feast, he immediately sobered up.

He quickly changed his tone and said: "Old Yi is right. It's just a pot of flowers and it won't cause such a huge effort. I can just clean it up. Maybe some water can save it."

After making the decision, he pulled Yang Ruihua beside him, who was crying and wiping away tears, and said, "Stop crying, go back, I don't blame you anymore, ah."

Yang Ruihua was too lazy to argue with him, which was embarrassing.

He flicked his sleeves and entered the house.

After the crowd dispersed, Gao Xiaocui asked Yi Zhonghai on the way home: "Old Yi, did you see that flower was given to you by Jia Dongxu?"

"Ah. What's wrong?"

"Then why don't you tell Lao Yan? There's no need to guess, Jia Dongxu must have broken it."

"What are you telling him to do? Ask him to hold a hospital meeting to criticize Jia Dongxu? Such a trivial matter can cause a huge stir. If I agree, he will come to our committee for big things in the future, and I will be busy to death."

Gao Xiaocui saw that Yi Zhonghai was unhappy and immediately shut up.

But Yi Zhonghai couldn't shut his mouth.

"If you don't have time to mind these other things, you might as well think more about how to get pregnant! The two of us are getting older day by day. Who will support us when we don't have children?"

As soon as Gao Xiaocui heard this, her heart started to bleed.

As a woman, why doesn't she miss her mother?

But my stomach just doesn't live up to expectations.

I also drank traditional Chinese medicine and tried folk remedies, but after so many years, there was still no movement.

Sometimes she even thought that if she really couldn't give birth, she would just let Yi Zhonghai find someone else.

It doesn't count as delaying him.

But every time the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them out.

After all, she had no relatives in the capital, so she had to rely on Yi Zhonghai for everything.

Thinking of this, Gao Xiaocui could only sigh silently.