Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

Zhang Minghui glanced at Xu Damao sideways and was not polite in his words.

"Brother Damao, are you stupid? Look at how thick the clothes are on everyone. Even if they fight, it won't hurt. How exciting can it be?"

Xu Damao slapped his head, let out a long sigh, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Hey, I'm confused, aren't I? This isn't summer anymore. I'm so tired after walking a few steps in my cotton-padded jacket and trousers, let alone fighting."

"By the way, tell me the details. I still don't know what's going on!"

Zhang Minghui got excited when he heard this, and told Xu Damao everything about Yi Zhonghai stealing the money from the He family, which made Xu Damao beam with joy. His eyes kept rolling.

After Zhang Minghui finished speaking, Xu Damao laughed maliciously, then told Zhang Minghui that he had forgotten to do something and had to go and take care of it.

He turned around and went back into the house, and soon saw Xu Damao coming out of the house.

He looked around at the situation in the yard, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he sneaked out of the Moon Gate.

Zhang Minghui saw all of this and couldn't help laughing secretly in his heart, Xu Damao, Xu Damao, I can tell from the look on your face that you are ready to do something bad. Your thoughts are engraved on your face.

How could this sneaky look not arouse suspicion?

Still young!

After sweeping the snow, Zhang Minghui started to make breakfast. After he and Doudou finished eating, he carried Doudou out of the house. When he met the neighbors, he chatted with them enthusiastically.

As soon as I got out of the compound, I ran to the police station.

After arriving at the police station, he stared at the door for a while. There were many people coming in and out. While no one was paying attention, Zhang Minghui sneaked into the police station yard.

Zhang Minghui came to the outside of a house, secretly stuffed the prepared letter through the crack of the door, turned around, hugged Doudou and walked out of the police station.

Doudou whispered in Zhang Minghui's ear.

"Brother, where is this? What are we doing here?!"

Zhang Minghui was happy in his heart and spoke excitedly after accomplishing a big thing.

"Doudou, this is the police station. If a bad guy does something wrong, the public security comrades will catch him here."

Doudou asked in confusion.

"Brother, what is doing bad things?"

Knowing that Doudou was still young and didn't understand much, Zhang Minghui explained gently.

"It means hiding other people's things and using them in your own home. This is a bad thing. Doudou, you are still young. You will understand when you grow up."

However, Zhang Minghui's words frightened Doudou, and tears suddenly flowed out. She hugged Zhang Minghui's neck and refused to let go.

Seeing Doudou like this, Zhang Minghui didn't know what he said wrong, and hurriedly coaxed Doudou and asked what was wrong.

Doudou cried miserably, gasping for breath and speaking with sobs.

"Brother, I'm not a bad person. I don't want to be arrested."

Zhang Minghui held Doudou in his arms and rocked him from side to side, coaxing him softly.

"Doudou is the best and a good kid. He won't be caught. Tell your brother what happened."

After coaxing for a while, Doudou stopped crying and whispered in Zhang Minghui's ear.

"Brother, I secretly hid two pieces of meat two days ago. The meat is so delicious, I want to save it for mom to eat. I miss her."

Zhang Minghui, who was holding Doudou, remained silent, but hugged Doudou tighter, whispering comforting words.

"Doudou, the meat is from our family. You can give it to your mother if you want to. You are not a bad person. The police will not arrest you."

Hearing Zhang Minghui's words, Doudou relaxed all of a sudden, hugged Zhang Minghui's neck tightly, and put his little head on Zhang Minghui's shoulder.

Zhang Minghui couldn't help but hum Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and walked slowly home holding Doudou.

...

Around 10 o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered in the central courtyard, but today, uncle Yi Zhonghai did not sit behind the table.

First, the third uncle Yan Fugui opened the conversation, stood up, looked around, and spoke loudly.

"Now call a meeting of the whole institute."

"Uncle Liu Haizhong will preside over this meeting."

Liu Haizhong stood up and glanced at the people around him with a smug look.

I couldn't help but feel proud in my heart, let's see how you, Old Yi, fight me, this time I will make you give up the throne of the master. I said loudly.

"Our No. 95 Courtyard has been quite quiet recently, and we haven't held a full-court meeting for a long time."

"Why do we need to hold a general meeting this time?"

"Daqing came back last night and had a fight with Yi Zhonghai."

"Why did we have to fight? There is a reason behind this."

"Today's meeting is to interrogate our great uncle Yi Zhonghai. Why did he embezzle the money that He Daqing sent home?"

"Let He Daqing speak first so that the neighbors can understand what happened."

He Daqing stood out from the crowd, with a stern face, speaking angrily.

"We have lived next door to each other for such a long time. I am a straightforward person and I speak my mind directly. I ran away with the White Widow that year. Everyone knows it."

"Before I ran away, I specifically told Yi Zhonghai that I had arranged a job for Zhuzi and that the two children had no money to spend. I would send the money back immediately after I arrived at the local area."

"Then life for the two children would not be so hard. Starting from 1951, I sent 2.5 yuan per month in the early stage and 5 yuan per month in the later stage."

"It took more than seven years to mail it, and it cost nearly 7 yuan."

"Only when I came back did I realize that the two children didn't receive a penny. If they hadn't been relying on picking up garbage to make a living, they wouldn't have survived."

"Yi Zhonghai, you old beast, how could you do such a sinister thing."

"If I don't come back, will all the money I send go into your pocket?"

As he was talking, He Daqing couldn't help but get angry and wanted to rush forward to beat Yi Zhonghai, but the third uncle was quick-witted and quickly grabbed He Daqing.

He was still soothing her in his mouth.

"Daqing, don't worry, let's have a meeting to solve this matter. Beating people won't solve any problems."

The neighbors below were in an uproar and started talking about it.

Last night, all the neighbors knew that He Daqing had sent living expenses to his two children, but they didn't know the exact amount. Now they heard that he had sent it for more than seven years, and the total amount was nearly 7 yuan.

This is not a small amount of money. Just as He Daqing said, if he doesn't come back, all the money will go into Yi Zhonghai's pocket.

"Hey, Old Yi is good at making money! How dare he take this money?"

"He really lacks great virtue. Old Yi's character is simply terrible. Sigh."

Listening to the neighbors' discussions, Yi Zhonghai knew that this time it would be difficult. His face was gloomy and his eyes kept scanning the neighbors around him, trying to find out who wrote the letter to He Daqing.