Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"Yes."

"I have already served you the subpoena. We can talk about anything tomorrow."

"Do you know?"

The street clerk nodded and said to the old lady.

"I see."

"Thank you for your hard work, comrade."

The old lady thanked him with a wry smile and wanted to sit down on the ground.

"What's wrong with you, Auntie?"

When He Yushui saw that the old lady couldn't bear it and was about to fall to the ground, he hurried forward to support her.

"Rainwater, I'm fine... I'm fine..."

The old lady kept waving her hands, but her body was shaking continuously.

"Auntie, let me help you go home first."

After He Yushui saw the old lady helping him up, he walked into the house.

"This uncle...Yi Zhonghai is going to be put on trial?"

"seriously?"

"It should be true. The street sent a subpoena just now and he didn't go far."

At this time, most of the residents of the courtyard houses have returned home from get off work and are preparing dinner.

Hearing the noise in the middle courtyard, they gathered around curiously, standing there in groups of three or four, chatting with each other.

"Is Mr. He's Yi Zhonghai going to be shot?"

"You were close to me just now, so you must have heard it, right?"

"Yes, yes, please talk to us."

When everyone was discussing heatedly, they saw He Daqing walking out of the house.

All of them looked at him and started asking questions.

only.

The words were becoming more and more biased and even outrageous. In the end, it turned out that Yi Zhonghai would be publicly tried and shot the next day.

"Nothing."

"They asked us to prepare a change of clothes. We will definitely be pelted with rotten vegetable leaves and spat upon when we are paraded through the streets. They did not say that we will be shot tomorrow. So stop talking nonsense and go home to eat."

He Daqing waved his hands at everyone, signaling them to give orders.

"Just a public trial?"

“I thought he was going to be shot!”

"Yes, after all, Yi Zhonghai has done so many bad things."

"..."

After hearing what He Daqing said, everyone seemed reluctant to believe it, and even felt a little disappointed.

"Everyone, go away."

"I don't have time to chat with you guys here. I have something burning on the fire at home."

"Yushui, remember to come back for dinner later."

He Daqing shouted to He Yushui who was in the house, then turned around and went home to take care of the fire.

"Understood, Dad."

"Auntie, are you okay?"

He Yushui answered the call from outside the door, and then saw an old lady sitting on the kang with tears on her face and a nervous look on her face.

“Rainwater!”

"What would you do if your uncle was really shot tomorrow?"

An old lady said to He Yushui in great fear.

"It's okay, auntie, it's okay..."

When He Yushui saw the old lady like this, he felt indescribably worried.

It is really.

The old lady's face was extremely pale, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks like rain.

She curled up in a corner of the kang, her body trembling, and she was mumbling something indistinctly.

"Woo!"

"Old Yi, Old Yi..."

The aunt was very scared.

After all, the scene of Jia Dongxu being shot at the last public trial is still vivid in our minds.

"Don't panic, Auntie! Don't panic!"

"This subpoena only says that I have to attend a public trial, but it doesn't say that there is a notice of execution, right?"

"The last time Jia Dongxu was shot, I remember someone from the court personally came to deliver the execution notice."

He Yushui picked up the public trial notice on the table, thought about it carefully, and then said to the aunt in a comforting tone.

"really?"

"Yushui, wasn't your uncle really shot?"

After hearing what He Yushui said, the old lady stood up from the kang all of a sudden.

He rushed forward and grabbed He Yushui's shoulders tightly with both hands, looking at her with desire in his eyes and asked anxiously.

"Yes."

"Look, Auntie, this is just a summons for a public trial, not a summons for execution."

He Yushui handed the subpoena to the middle-aged woman.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

The old lady was very calm at first, but the various discussions of people outside brought back her memory.

On that day, the street staff delivered the court summons to Qin Huairu, and Jia Dongxu was shot the next day.

"Auntie, I'm sure you're still eating, right?"

"I'll cook something for you."

He Yushui felt very complicated when he saw the old lady in this state. He went to the kitchen next door, found some noodles and cooked a bowl of them.

"Rainwater, nothing's wrong, Auntie."

"Tomorrow, I wonder if you can accompany Auntie to the public trial in Shahe tomorrow?"

The old lady took the bowl of noodles, suddenly raised her head and said to He Yushui.

"can."

"Then I'll go with you, Auntie."

When He Yushui saw the old lady's expression, her heart softened and she agreed.

"That's true, thank you so much, Rainwater."

After hearing what He Yushui said, the old lady suddenly stood up from her chair.

Because everyone would avoid such things, I didn’t expect He Yushui to agree so readily.

That was really beyond her expectations, and a warm feeling rose in her heart.

"If it weren't for you, Auntie, I would have starved to death."

"You should eat first, otherwise the noodles will clump together."

He Yushui smiled and waved her hand, pointing at the noodles on the table.

"well."

"Yushui, go home and eat first, or the food will get cold."

The old lady forced a smile, nodded and agreed to He Yushui.

"Well, I'll go home first."

As He Yushui spoke, he turned and walked out of the house, returning home with mixed feelings.

"Yushui, come here. Dad wants to talk to you."

He Daqing saw He Yushui coming back and waved to her.

"What's wrong dad?"

He Yushui walked forward and sat down out of curiosity.

I found a bowl of millet porridge and some fried potatoes with shredded pork on the table. I picked up the bowl, blew on it and took a sip.

"Tomorrow you will accompany your aunt to the public trial and tell me the final verdict."

"Do you know?"

He Daqing looked at He Yushui eating with big mouthfuls and couldn't help but gave instructions with a smile.

"I just promised Auntie that I would go with her tomorrow."

He Yushui nodded and said.

"I will be going back to Baocheng in two days. From now on, you should get closer to your aunt. You can lend a hand to her if she has any problem, or you can ask her for help if you have any problem."

"As for your brother Zhuzi, that idiot, if he comes out and works honestly, you can still help him. If he is still the same as before, you can directly contact the people in the street and the police station, and then write a letter or send a telegram to me, asking him not to live in the courtyard in the future, understand?"

He Daqing gave earnest instructions.

"Dad, I see."

He Yushui didn't seem to understand, but since her father said so, she took it very seriously and nodded obediently.