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

Unexpectedly, the reward this time was very high. Not to mention the 10-year life expectancy for the deaf old lady, Yan Jiecheng actually gave her 5 years of life after she moved out of the compound.

I also extracted the practical skill of Iron Shirt, and another skill I extracted was Firearms Proficiency.

Zhang Minghui was quite surprised. He wondered if he would be attacked next, so the system deliberately let him draw these skills.

As for why Yan Jiecheng received such a high reward after moving out of the compound, Zhang Minghui asked the system and found out that this time Yan Jiecheng moved out of the courtyard.

His future life will undergo major changes.

It is a pity that the gold is gone and the system has cancelled the monetary reward. Zhang Minghui is a little disappointed, but not too much. As a time traveler, he still has space and various skills.

You can clearly know the future development process. If you can't make money from this, it would be a shame.

In the following days, everyone lived their own lives. Even the shrew Jia Zhang did not dare to cause trouble again because such a big thing had happened in the courtyard.

The impact on the neighbors can be imagined.

Many young people in the courtyard have moved away. They would rather borrow money to move out of this broken courtyard as soon as possible.

Time passes slowly and the Mid-Autumn Festival arrives.

How to say it! In the past, Zhang Minghui had no experience with festivals. He just felt irritated because there were too many festivals to celebrate, as if there was a festival every month.

The countless advertisers will even create their own festivals, which may seem fresh at first, but after the novelty wears off, all that’s left is disgust.

Zhang Minghui feels much more comfortable now. There are not so many boring festivals. There are only a few important festivals every year that need to be celebrated.

Therefore, Zhang Minghui attaches great importance to this Mid-Autumn Festival. This is the first festival he celebrates with Doudou.

In the afternoon, Zhang Minghui began to prepare dinner. Xu Damao went back to his father's house to celebrate the festival. The deaf old lady and Old Sun's house were both sealed off, and the backyard was now particularly quiet.

Zhang Minghui prepared a large table of dishes, and Doudou, who was so greedy, was drooling.

When she was helping her brother serve the dishes, she couldn't help but secretly take a few bites of the dishes, thinking that Zhang Minghui hadn't discovered her. But the grease on Doudou's lips had already betrayed her.

Zhang Minghui and his sister had a big meal, and Doudou's stomach was bulging.

Taking the small lantern made for him by Zhang Minghui, he ran to the front yard and played with his friends.

Zhang Minghui was not in the mood to go out today. He just stayed in the yard, quietly looking at the moon in the sky.

The longing I feel at this moment cannot be expressed in words.

After playing in the front yard for a while, Doudou returned to the backyard and saw his brother sitting on a recliner, looking at the moon in the sky. He whispered into his brother's ear, trying to scare him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Minghui picked up Doudou's little body and started lifting it high. Doudou's happy laughter filled every corner of the backyard.

After the brother and sister played for a while, Zhang Minghui hugged Doudou, who was still reluctant to leave, and explained the history of the Mid-Autumn Festival to Doudou, pointing out that the Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for families to reunite.

Doudou listened quietly to his brother's story without moving for a long time. When Zhang Minghui had almost finished explaining, Doudou looked up at Zhang Minghui and spoke in a soft voice.

"Brother, if I make a wish to the moon, can I see my mother?"

Zhang Minghui hugged Doudou's small body and spoke subconsciously.

"Yes, you can see your mother, as long as you are sincere."

Doudou looked at the moon in the sky in a similar way and began to make a wish. At this moment, Zhang Minghui was also making the same wish.

He also missed home, thinking about his parents in another world.

At midnight, Zhang Minghui was suddenly awakened by Doudou's arms and legs. Doudou had tears as big as beans in his eyes, hanging on his eyelashes, and he kept muttering to himself.

"Mom, I miss you so much. Mom, can you hug me? Doudou has grown up and is living a good life."

"Mommy mommy."

Doudou's arms and legs were still kicking and thrashing. Zhang Minghui hurriedly patted Doudou's belly and sang a song, but Doudou suddenly cried loudly.

He sat up straight in an instant, speaking with sobs.

"Brother, Mom doesn't want me anymore. When I talked to her, she ignored me and disappeared."

After saying this, she lay in Zhang Minghui's arms, crying loudly and sobbing continuously.

Zhang Minghui hugged Doudou tightly. Not only Doudou, but Zhang Minghui also missed his mother. Doudou nestled in Zhang Minghui's arms, his eyes tickling non-stop.

But Doudou didn't see that Zhang Minghui's eyes were wet and tears were streaming down, but he didn't cry as wildly as Doudou did.

Because Zhang Minghui knew that he was Doudou's support now, and he must not show his weak side in front of Doudou.

But Zhang Minghui really couldn't control himself. It is said that a son wants to take care of his parents but they are no longer there. Zhang Minghui had never experienced that feeling before when his parents were around.

It was not until this moment, under the round moonlight, that Doudou burst into tears and Zhang Minghui could no longer hold back.

"Mom and Dad, I miss you. I really can't see you anymore."

Coaxed Doudou to sleep.

Zhang Minghui sat in the living room, lit a cigarette, and tears fell quickly. When they were together, he never felt how deep their feelings were.

But after coming into this world, every lonely night, Zhang Minghui would think about snuggling in his mother's arms and acting coquettishly with her.

Listening to my father scolding me.

Even if his father had to beat him a few more times, Zhang Minghui did not cry in the face of Yi Zhonghai's coercion, and he did not cry in the face of the deaf old lady's frame-up.

But tonight, after hearing Doudou's heart-wrenching cries, Zhang Minghui really couldn't help it.

He missed the father who always scolded him for being useless but secretly asked his mother to give him money.

He missed the time when no matter how big a mistake he made, he would snuggle in his mother's arms and listen to her soft words.

"Don't be afraid, son. Mom is here!"

The gnawing longing eroded Zhang Minghui's heart, especially on this special day, Zhang Minghui covered his mouth and cried silently.

Half squatting with his body trembling, he didn't dare cry loudly for fear of disturbing Doudou who had just fallen asleep in the room. Now he was Doudou's sky.

He took on the responsibility of being a father. He finally realized what it means to be a father.

But on this special day, Zhang Minghui really couldn't help it. He missed his parents so much. When will a man mature?

That was when he realized his responsibility.