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

Zhang Minghui felt extremely embarrassed. These old ladies were too aggressive. Their faces were unnaturally red. He quickly lowered his head, fetched water and started washing clothes.

I didn't dare to pay attention to them. If I continued to talk to them, I would definitely not be able to win the argument.

Aunt Liu couldn't help laughing, and kept patting Aunt Sun. She opened her mouth and spoke rudely.

"What my sister-in-law said is pretty much right, but my husband feeds me well. We have a very harmonious married life, which is something others can't envy."

"Hey, I heard something about my sister-in-law's family."

After saying that, she looked at Aunt Sun meaningfully. Aunt Sun immediately felt something was wrong and quickly grabbed Aunt Liu's hand and said.

"Sister, I was just joking. Don't make up stories about my family."

The women who were watching the fun were not happy at all. They stepped forward, grabbed Aunt Sun's hand, pulled her aside, and urged Aunt Liu to speak quickly. Everyone was interested.

I want to hear what it's said.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, Aunt Liu's mouth curled up slightly and she smiled proudly. She spoke loudly.

"Hey, I didn't want to talk about this, but since everyone is happy today, I'll talk to you about it."

"This story came from the backyard. When Aunt Sun first got married, she and her husband were very affectionate and wanted to be together every day."

"Didn't there have been literacy classes at that time? After my sister-in-law finished her studies at night, she happily chatted with her husband. Today, she learned the number 10."

Everyone was confused as to how this could be related to the literacy class.

Seeing everyone's puzzled looks, Aunt Liu spoke slowly and calmly.

"Hey, the man got in the mood right away, took off his pants and started making love with his sister-in-law, guess what happened."

Everyone was interested in the story and kept making guesses. The sound of people talking at once was endless.

Zhang Minghui pricked up his ears and listened, thinking to himself.

"Oh my god, Aunt Liu tells stories in a very vivid and colorful way!"

Aunt Liu kept shaking her head, saying that everyone's guess was wrong. The women kept urging her to speak faster. Even Aunt Sun wanted to hear how Aunt Liu framed her.

Aunt Liu spoke in a high-pitched voice, arousing everyone's curiosity.

"Bang, the sister-in-law kicked her husband to the ground, put her hands on her hips and cursed, "You are useless. I just learned how to count tonight, and you can't count to seven."

"You're still not a man."

Hahahaha, the scene suddenly burst into thunderous laughter, and the old woman laughed so hard that she couldn't even straighten her back.

Zhang Minghui laughed wildly. What Aunt Liu said was so profound. She was definitely a talented person.

Qin Huairu covered her mouth, her face turned red, and she laughed so hard that her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Even Aunt Sun couldn't help but bend over and laugh wildly, complaining a little.

"Good old Liu, just go ahead and make up a story about your brother Sun! When he comes back in the evening, I will tell him."

Aunt Liu forced a smile and spoke happily when she saw everyone laughing.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet! Do you know what Brother Sun said at that time?"

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Aunt Liu spoke in a man's rough voice.

"Hey, wife, you checked wrong just now, you missed the fifth. You are not good enough in this literacy class!"

"Mom!"

An old lady was laughing and not paying attention, and she fell directly into the basin of water, which caused everyone at the scene to burst into laughter again.

Aunt Sun squatted on the ground, patted the ground with one hand, and made goose-like sounds. She spoke breathlessly.

"You are a man of few virtues. If your brother Sun knew about this, he would let you try to see if you can find out the answer."

Aunt Liu raised her head proudly and spoke with disdain.

"Sister-in-law, it's not that I look down on Brother Sun, but for someone like him, if he can find out the truth, even if he has the ability."

Hahaha, another burst of laughter. Zhang Minghui shook his head helplessly. These old ladies are too stubborn. You can't afford to offend them!

The pool was bustling with people, and laughter and joy echoed in the air above the central courtyard. The afternoon passed by in a noisy atmosphere.

Zhang Minghui went to the school to pick up Doudou. The little girl was very happy at school. She kept talking and chatting with Zhang Minghui about what happened at school.

She swung back and forth holding her brother's big hand, speaking softly.

"Brother, brother, today the teacher praised me for being smart and said that my handwriting is better than that of my classmates. They can't compare to me."

He looked at Zhang Minghui with pride and a bright smile on his face, waiting for Zhang Minghui's praise.

Zhang Minghui picked up Doudou, kissed her twice on the cheek, and praised her happily.

"Ha, Doudou is amazing, the best, you are worthy of being my sister, Zhang Minghui. But you have to keep up your grades and let the teacher praise you often, okay?"

Doudou nodded happily, put his arms around Zhang Minghui's neck, and whispered.

"Brother, please take me home quickly. I want to go home and practice calligraphy secretly. I can't let my classmates surpass me."

Zhang Minghui held Doudou and quickly returned to the yard. When he saw that the door god was not on guard today, he knew that his plan had paid off.

Just as Zhang Minghui expected, Yan Fugui was not in the mood to stand guard today. As soon as he got home, the third aunt talked to Yan Fugui with a sad face.

"Boss, the eldest brother came back this afternoon and stayed in the house. I talked to him for a while and he said he wanted to move out."

When Yan Fugui heard this, his face darkened. If the eldest son moved out, wouldn't that mean he wanted to split the family? Absolutely not, he said.

"That won't work. Go call Jie Cheng over. I want to talk to him."

When Yan Jiecheng arrived in the living room, he saw Yan Fugui sitting on a chair, drinking tea, with a bad look on his face. He knew his mother must have told him.

Yan Jiecheng was still quite afraid of his father. He sat beside him, lit a cigarette, and said nothing.

Yan Fugui took a sip of tea and asked.

"Have you been to the neighborhood office today? How is your work going?"

Hearing this question, Yan Jiecheng took a deep puff of cigarette, exhaled, and spoke depressedly.

"Dad, do you think the Street Office can still arrange jobs for the young people in our hospital?"

"I heard that it's not the subdistrict office that doesn't assign jobs to people, but that after they are assigned jobs, the units refuse to accept them."

After hearing this, Yan Fugui didn't know what to say. The courtyard had a bad reputation. People in other units knew that it was from Courtyard No. 95 and would not consider the people in the courtyard at all.

"Then what do you think? I heard from your mother that you want to move out."

Yan Jiecheng took two puffs of his cigarette and mustered up the courage to speak.

"Dad, you know the situation in our courtyard better than anyone else. Liu Guangqi in the backyard has moved out. I heard from the aunts and sisters in the courtyard that they are also preparing to move their children out."