Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

"He Yudong, why are you hanging around here?" Yan Bugui asked hurriedly, one hand still tightly holding the handle of the basket, seeming a little nervous.

When He Yudong saw Yan Bugui's expression, he immediately felt something was wrong, so he asked tentatively: "Uncle Gui, what's wrong with you? You look like you have something urgent to do."

Yan Bugui sighed, his eyes revealing helplessness: "He Yudong, you may not know yet, but Uncle Yi in our courtyard is in big trouble this afternoon."

He Yudong was stunned, then immediately became alert: "What's going on? What happened to Master Yi?"

Yan Bugui shook his head and lowered his voice, saying, "I heard that Uncle Yi's relative was arrested this afternoon. As you know, the relative's identity is not clear, and he happened to live here. As a result, he happened to be inspected by the people from the street office and was taken away directly."

When He Yudong heard this, his heart suddenly sank, thinking that things were going to be troublesome. He recalled what he had just discussed with Jia Dongxu in the afternoon. He thought he had gotten that relative away, but he didn't expect that he was still caught.

"Uncle Gui, is this news true?" He Yudong asked anxiously, frowning tightly.

Yan Bugui nodded heavily, "It's absolutely true. I just came back from the neighborhood office and saw it with my own eyes. Uncle Yi was completely stunned. He stood there for a long time without saying a word. I guess he was hit hard."

He Yudong felt heavy in his heart. He knew that Yi Zhonghai was always a face-conscious person, and this incident was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him. Thinking of this, He Yudong decided to go and see Uncle Yi to see if he could help.

"Uncle Gui, we need to find a way to solve this problem. You go back first, and I will go find Uncle Yi." He Yudong said in a firm tone, he already had an idea in his mind.

Yan Bugui patted He Yudong on the shoulder, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes: "He Yudong, you are such a warm-hearted person. It is a blessing for Uncle Yi to have a younger generation like you to help him. I have to go back and prepare this basket of vegetables quickly, otherwise my wife will nag me again."

He Yudong nodded, said goodbye to Yan Bugui in a hurry, and walked straight to Yi Zhonghai's house. He kept thinking about how to comfort Uncle Yi, and at the same time, he was also thinking about whether he could ask about the relative's situation through acquaintances.

Arriving at Yi Zhonghai's door, He Yudong knocked gently, but there was no movement from inside. He felt nervous. Could it be that Master Yi had gone out? Or did he not want to see anyone?

Just as He Yudong was hesitating, the door suddenly creaked open, and Yi Zhonghai stood at the door, looking a little pale and particularly haggard. He saw He Yudong and forced a smile: "He Yudong, you're here."

He Yudong felt a pang in his heart, knowing that Master Yi must be feeling bad at the moment, so he quickly said, "Master, I heard Uncle Gui tell me about what happened today, so I came to see you specially. Don't worry too much, there is always a way to deal with this matter."

Yi Zhonghai sighed deeply, his eyes dimmed: "He Yudong, things have come to this, what else can I do? That relative has only been here for a few days, and this happened. Where can I put my face?"

He Yudong hurried into the room, pulled Yi Zhonghai to sit down, and said firmly, "Master, you can't think like that. The most important thing now is to see if we can rescue the people. We have to ask our acquaintances about the situation and see if there is any chance to make some concessions."

After listening to He Yudong's words, Yi Zhonghai was silent for a moment and nodded: "He Yudong, you are right. I am old now, and sometimes my mind is not able to turn around, and I only think about face issues. If you hadn't reminded me, I really don't know what to do."

He Yudong felt a little sorry for Yi Zhonghai when he saw his face like this. He knew that Uncle Yi had been honest all his life, but this time he got into big trouble because of his relatives' affairs, so he couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

"Uncle Yi, don't worry. I'll ask some friends to see if we can find a way. Everyone in our hospital is on the same page with you and will not let you carry this alone." He Yudong's tone was full of determination, and he wanted to relieve Yi Zhonghai's pressure through action.

Yi Zhonghai nodded slightly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes: "He Yudong, I'm really sorry to bother you this time. I'm old and weak, and I really don't know what to do."

He Yudong waved his hand and said firmly, "Uncle, don't say that. You have done so many good things for our hospital, and it is our duty to help you now. I will go and ask a few people about it. You should have a good rest at home and stop worrying about this matter."

Yi Zhonghai nodded, and seemed to be in a slightly better mood: "Okay, He Yudong, I'll listen to you. You are also a person with ideas, and you are down-to-earth in doing things, so I feel relieved."

He Yudong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Uncle Yi was no longer so worried. He then stood up and said goodbye: "Uncle, you can wait for the news at ease. I will come and tell you if I have any new situation."

After leaving Yi Zhonghai's house, He Yudong felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier. He knew that everyone in the courtyard regarded him as the backbone and always thought of him first when something happened. This trust made him feel a great responsibility, but he also understood that this was the dependence between neighbors and was part of life in this courtyard.

He Yudong did not go home directly, but went to the old teahouse at the entrance of the alley. This teahouse was a place where the neighbors gathered to chat, and He Yudong also knew that there were often some well-informed people coming and going here, and perhaps some clues could be found from them.

A dim lantern hung at the entrance of the teahouse. Inside, there was a bustling crowd. Several groups of tea drinkers sat around a few old wooden tables, chatting in low voices. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable. He Yudong glanced around and saw a familiar figure sitting in the corner. It was Old Wang, an old man with a lot of information.

He Yudong walked over and greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Wang, are you drinking tea here too?"

Old Wang looked up at He Yudong and said with a smile, "Hey, He Yudong is here? Come sit down and have a cup of tea with me."

He Yudong sat down unceremoniously, picked up the tea bowl, blew it gently, and took a sip. Although this old man Wang was old, he had sharp eyes and sharp ears, and he could often find out a lot of news from the outside world.

"Uncle Wang, I came to see you today because I actually want to ask you something." He Yudong went straight to the point, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Old Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Tell me, what's the matter? I'll do my best to help you with my old bones."

He Yudong put down the tea bowl and lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Wang, did you know that the street office arrested someone this afternoon? Uncle Yi in our courtyard, his relative was just taken away, and I was thinking if I could ask around and find some clues."

Hearing this, Old Wang frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "He Yudong, you found the right person for this matter. I heard that the street office did take action today and arrested a lot of people from other places. Uncle Yi's relatives are probably among them."

He Yudong's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Uncle Wang, do you know any way to rescue him? Uncle Yi is old, and this incident has hit him hard. Everyone in our courtyard is worried."

Old Wang sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "He Yudong, this matter is a bit

As the night deepened, the lights in the courtyard gradually went out, and only a few houses were still on with dim lights. He Yudong was walking on the way home, but he was not at ease. Today's events made him feel heavy, not only because of Uncle Yi's affairs, but also because of the troubles in Liu Guangtian's family. Everyone has their own difficulties, and these difficulties are intertwined in this courtyard, forming the life he has to face.

He Yudong was thinking about it when he heard a loud noise coming from the front, vaguely coming from Yan Jiecheng's house. He Yudong thought it was probably another quarrel between Yan Jiecheng and his wife Liu Guangfu. The two had always been the most incompatible couple in the courtyard, often quarreling over trivial matters, and something must have happened today.

He walked over quickly and saw several people gathered in front of Yan Jiecheng's house, seemingly trying to stop the fight. He Yudong walked closer and saw Liu Guangfu crying at the door, while Yan Jiecheng stood aside, his face full of anger, mumbling something.

"What's going on again? Jie Cheng, Mrs. Fu, why are you two arguing again?" He Yudong walked over and tried to ease the atmosphere.

When Yan Jiecheng saw He Yudong, he immediately became excited: "He Yudong, you came at the right time, please help me judge the matter! I can't live like this, she just knows how to criticize me all day long, and everything I do is wrong!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Guangfu retorted: "Xie Cheng, tell me yourself, where did our family's money go? Half of our monthly salary is spent on cigarettes and alcohol. Have you ever taken care of a lot of things at home? All you do is go out drinking with your buddies. Who will take care of this family?"

He Yudong frowned, thinking that the couple's problems had been going on for a long time. They always quarreled over money, but this time it sounded more serious. Liu Guangfu's words were full of complaints and helplessness, while Yan Jiecheng's face was full of anger, and it was obvious that the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out.

He Yudong looked at the neighbors around him. Everyone was watching the fun, but no one was willing to intervene. He Yudong knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer and had to be resolved quickly, otherwise it would become a big deal.

"Jie Cheng, Mrs. Fu, please stop arguing." He Yudong tried to calm the two of them down in a peaceful tone, "Let's talk it out. It's not a good idea to keep arguing like this."

Yan Jiecheng snorted, turned his head away, and stopped talking, but it was obvious that he was still furious. Liu Guangfu continued to wipe her tears, and it was obvious that she was really sad this time.