Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Her voice was clear and firm: "Xu Damao, aren't you wasting everyone's time by searching repeatedly like this? Aren't you afraid of affecting the harmonious atmosphere in the courtyard?"

Xu Damao's face changed. He didn't expect Lou Xiao'e to stand up and refute him. He glared at Lou Xiao'e and sneered, "Lou Xiao'e, don't forget that you are also a member of the Siheyuan. If the film is really not found, how can we explain it to everyone?"

Lou Xiao'e did not show any weakness. She met Xu Damao's gaze and said, "Confess? I think you have ulterior motives! You keep saying that the film is in Qin Huairu's house, but do you have any evidence? If you don't have any evidence, please stop making trouble here!"

Xu Damao was so choked by Lou Xiaoe's words that he was speechless.

He stared at Lou Xiao'e with wide eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

However, Lou Xiao'e was not afraid at all. She straightened her back and looked at Xu Damao.

At this moment, Fade Chen suddenly spoke.

His voice was calm and deep, like a spring in a mountain stream, gurgling and flowing: "Everyone, I think what Lou Xiao'e said makes sense. We should trust everyone in the courtyard, instead of conducting endless searches on people based on speculation and suspicion. If the film is really not found, then we should believe in Banggeng's innocence."

Chen Fei's eyes wandered around the courtyard, as if he was looking for something, or thinking.

This seemingly simple search actually has undercurrents, and everyone has their own little tricks in mind.

Everyone took action again, but this time the atmosphere was obviously much more tense.

Qin Huairu held Banggeng's hand tightly, her palm was already wet, and her heart was beating like a drum.

Xu Damao had a smug look on his face, as if he had already secured victory.

Banggeng led his men into the second uncle's house and scanned the house.

Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes fell on a New Year picture on the wall.

The painting looked ordinary, but Banggeng noticed something strange.

He walked forward and gently lifted a corner of the New Year picture, and saw a roll of movie film.

Banggeng's heart was suddenly filled with shock and anger.

He turned to look at the second uncle, only to see that his face turned pale instantly and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Banggeng's voice was cold and firm. He raised the film in his hand and showed it to everyone.

Everyone was in an uproar and gathered around.

Qin Huairu and Bang Geng also squeezed into the crowd with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The second uncle stood aside, his lips trembling, but he couldn't speak.

There was a flash of regret and embarrassment in his eyes, but more of it was anger and unwillingness.

"This...how is this possible?" Xu Damao's voice trembled a little, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Fade Chen looked at the second uncle coldly and said, "The facts are before us, what else do you have to say?"

The second uncle's face turned pale and blue. He opened his mouth to explain, but found that he had nothing to say.

His heart was filled with regret and anger, but he knew that everything was irreversible.

Qin Huairu stood in the crowd with a relieved expression on her face.

Looking at Chen Fei, Qin Huairu's eyes were full of gratitude and respect.

It was Chen Fei's fairness and wisdom that saved them from this unprovoked disaster.

Just then, Bang Geng squeezed out from the crowd and looked at Xu Damao with a proud look on his face.

Playing with the missing film in his hand, it seemed as if he was playing with Xu Damao's fate.

He walked up to Xu Damao, held up the film reel, and said loudly: "Xu Damao, look at what this is?"

When Xu Damao saw this, he was stunned.

He snatched the film, his eyes flashing with ecstasy, but then turned gloomy again, glaring at Bang Geng and roaring, "You little bastard, how dare you steal my things!"

Bang Geng didn't take it seriously and laughed: "Who said this is yours? This is from my second uncle's room."

At this moment, Bang Geng held up the movie film, his pride evident in his expression, as if he had become a hero in the courtyard, while Xu Damao was like a trapped beast, with anger and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Chen Fei stood aside with a smug smile on his face. The plan was being realized step by step.

Sha Zhu, the strongest fighter in the courtyard, also stood up at this moment and stared at Bang Geng with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Bang Geng, you have been naughty since you were a child. This time you have caused such a big trouble again. Even your mother can't protect you!"

Qin Huairu's face turned pale. She knew that what Sha Zhu said was true, but her heart was still full of maternal love for Banggeng. She hugged Banggeng tightly, as if to shield him from all the wind and rain.

Seeing this, the uncle frowned. He was already somewhat dissatisfied with Banggeng and Qin Huairu, and now he added fuel to the fire: "Qin Huairu, how did you teach him as a mother? Banggeng's habit of stealing things will ruin his future if he doesn't change it!"

Qin Huairu heard this, a trace of anger and sadness flashed in her eyes. She was about to refute, but was stopped by Chen Fei.

Fade Chen stared at Liu Haizhong and said angrily, "You can't say that. The film was found in Second Uncle's house! How can you call Bang Geng a thief?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Xu Damao was like a lit firecracker. He pointed at Banggeng and shouted angrily, "I clearly put this film in the package. How come it is at Second Uncle's house? You little bastard, don't think I don't know what you are thinking! You put it at Second Uncle's house in advance."

Bang Geng chuckled and looked at Xu Damao provocatively: "What evidence do you have for what you said?"

Just as the two sides were arguing, Fade Chen stepped out again, looked around, and said calmly: "Everyone, I think we should calm down now and think carefully about the whole matter. After all, this concerns a person's reputation and future."

Chen Fei held the movie film in his hand as if he was holding a heavy hammer, and every question he raised was like a heavy hammer hitting a rock, causing a thousand waves.

"It says Xu Damao, which is the same as the one I showed you in the photo. This proves that this is Xu Damao's film. But it was found in Second Uncle's home, which means Second Uncle is not innocent."

Hearing this, the second uncle's face turned pale as paper, and he began to feel negative emotions. He tried to open his mouth to explain, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could only make a faint roar.

Qin Huairu stood aside, and her previous nervousness and anxiety turned into surprise and relief.

Bang Geng looked up at Chen Fei, his eyes full of admiration and gratitude.

Xu Damao's expression was equally interesting. He thought he had a sure win, but he didn't expect the outcome to be such a reversal.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he had nothing to say when faced with the evidence found by Chen Fei.

Just then, an old man slowly walked out of the crowd, his face full of disappointment and anger.

He looked at the second uncle and said in a low but firm voice: "You really disappoint me. As a member of the courtyard, you should maintain the harmony and peace of the courtyard, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing."

Hearing this, the second uncle's eyes flashed with fear, and he hurriedly explained: "I... I was also confused for a moment, please give me a chance, I will definitely... I am wronged."

At this moment, thanks to the second uncle's full-blown negative emotions, Chen Fei's points in the system for arguing with others continued to rise.

The uncle interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said coldly: "Opportunity? Do you think opportunities are given casually? Your behavior has seriously damaged the reputation and unity of the Siheyuan. I can no longer let you continue to be the decision-maker."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.