Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

"This world is so bad that even drinking cold water can get your teeth stuck!" Yan Bugui muttered, feeling very unwilling.

At this time, the third aunt hurried over, with some hesitation and worry on her face, and finally spoke: "Old Yan, you have to be mentally prepared. It's not just about the money. Your...'bird eggs' were accidentally kicked by those children."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's face instantly turned pale and he was furious. He sat up abruptly, grabbed the third aunt's hand, and asked sternly, "What did you say? Who did it? I want to settle the score with him!"

The third aunt sighed and pointed outside the door: "Who else could it be? Your precious son Yan Jiecheng, he just happened to pass by and..."

Yan Bugui was so angry that he almost fainted.

He struggled out of bed and ran straight home despite his weak body.

Along the way, his mind kept replaying his daily expectations and disappointments for his son, and he felt mixed emotions.

When he returned home, Yan Jiecheng was sitting at the table, looking at his father with an innocent face.

Facing his father's questioning, he finally lowered his head and said in a low but firm voice: "Dad, I kicked him. But I was also very angry at the time. They said my dad was a stingy guy, and I..."

Yan Bugui listened to his son's words, anger and disappointment intertwined together. His hands trembled, he raised them and put them down, and finally he just sighed heavily.

Family disgrace should not be made public, especially at a time like this.

We must calm down and find a solution.

As night fell, the courtyard returned to its former tranquility, but everyone's heart was filled with ripples.

The experiences of the three uncles, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, are like a mirror, reflecting the impermanence of life and the fragility of human nature.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning has not yet completely penetrated the mist, but the hustle and bustle in the courtyard has quietly risen.

Yan Bugui, the old man who usually likes to hold a teacup and look leisurely and contented, now has a face full of anger and his eyes are wide open as if he can spit fire.

He stood in the middle of the yard, his voice trembling with anger: "Who on earth is it! How dare you pee on my old bones? This is simply too much!"

The neighbors were startled by the sudden roar and gathered around, talking about it.

Yan Jiecheng, Yan Bugui's eldest son, stood aside with an awkward look on his face. He hesitated several times to speak, but finally stood up and said, "Dad, it's me... I drank too much last night and went to the wrong place."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar all around, and the third aunt widened her eyes and looked at the father and son in disbelief.

She tugged at Yan Bugui's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Old Yan, what's the problem between you and that new guy Chen Fei? Why is your family in turmoil when he comes?"

Yan Bugui sighed, recalling the scene a few days ago when Chen Fei invited him to go fishing on the outskirts of the city with a cynical smile.

"That kid said he wanted to take me to enjoy some 'wild fishing fun', and I agreed on a whim. Who would have thought..."

It turned out that the sun was shining brightly that day, and Yan Bugui and Chen Fei embarked on a fishing trip with full expectations.

However, accidents happen unexpectedly. Just as the two of them chose their location, a sudden rainstorm drenched them thoroughly.

What's worse is that Yan Bugui accidentally slipped into the river. Although he was rescued in time, he had to stay in the hospital for several days. Not only did he not catch any fish, he also suffered from a lot of illnesses.

"I almost died in that river!" Yan Bugui said this, his emotions getting even more agitated, "It was all because of Chen Fei who insisted on taking me fishing, causing me to suffer this!"

When the third aunt heard this, she frowned and thought secretly in her heart.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng added fuel to the fire: "Mom, you don't know yet, Chen Fei asked for 50 yuan from our family for medical expenses!"

"Fifty yuan?" The third aunt exclaimed. This was not a small amount of money at that time. "Why didn't he just rob him?"

Yan Bugui snorted coldly, with a look of determination in his eyes: "You want me to pay you money? No way! I, Yan Bugui, have never been bullied like this in my life. If he dares to come again, I will make him know how powerful I am!"

Although the third aunt felt that it was inappropriate, due to the harmony of the family, she finally nodded and expressed her support for Yan Bugui's decision.

Yan Jiecheng, on the other hand, showed a sinister smile and had already made a plan to retaliate against Chen Fei.

Just as the three were discussing, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a clear voice: "Uncle Yan, I heard you were looking for me? Regarding that matter, I think we need to have a good talk."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chen Fei holding a thin bamboo pole, smiling, and slowly walking into the courtyard. There was a firm look in his eyes, but also a hint of teasing.

Yan Bugui, a veteran in the courtyard house, sat in his own yard with a frown on his face, thinking about how to teach Chen Fei, the "thorn in his side", a lesson.

He knew very well that he alone could not shake Chen Fei's prestige in the courtyard, so he summoned his son Yan Jiecheng, and the father and son conspired in the dark.

"Dad, we have to think of a trick to make Chen Fei fall flat on his face!" Yan Jiecheng gritted his teeth, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Yan Bugui pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "The cellar, yes, let's use the abandoned cellar! Let's set up a trap and let him and Qin Huairu sneak in by themselves."

Yan Jiecheng's face suddenly showed excitement, but then he became confused: "But how can we lure them into the trap?"

At this time, the third auntie next to her came over quietly, holding a half basket of leftovers in her hand, with a sly smile on her lips: "Use food. Qin Huairu, that woman, gets jealous when she sees food."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui nodded approvingly and had an idea in mind: "Okay, we will use fake news and say that the hospital is going to distribute some good things, but we have to go to the cellar to check the number of people first. Then, hehe..."

As the night deepened, the plan quietly took shape. Yan Bugui estimated that the plan was at least 70% certain, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He looked at Yan Jiecheng, and his eyes seemed to say, "See, your father still has some tricks."

Yan Jiecheng couldn't wait to ask: "How do we do it? When do we start?"

"Go clean up the cellar first and make sure everything is safe." Yan Bugui ordered, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

The next morning, the sun penetrated the mist and covered the courtyard with a golden coat.

Yan Bugui looked sick, but he could not hide the brilliance in his eyes. He knew that today was the best time to implement his plan.

On the other side, Chen Fei and Qin Huairu were busy in the yard. Although they were neighbors, their relationship was delicate and complicated due to various misunderstandings and external pressures.

Qin Huairu is gentle and virtuous, but she is always forced by life to bow her head.

Chen Fei saw it all and felt pain in his heart. He secretly vowed to protect this kind woman.

Just as the two were preparing to start their day's work, news suddenly spread in the hospital - the hospital wanted to distribute scarce supplies, but they needed to go to the cellar to check the number of people first.

When Qin Huairu heard this, her eyes immediately lit up. The family hadn't had meat for many days, so how could she miss this opportunity?

When Chen Fei saw this, his heart was filled with alarm. He knew that there must be something fishy behind this.

But looking at Qin Huairu's expectant eyes, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and decided to accompany her to find out.