Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

"You...what are you doing!" Sha Zhu was terrified, his voice trembling with nervousness, and he tried to push away the sudden weight on his body.

But his hands and feet seemed to be bound by invisible ropes and he could not move.

When he looked down, he found that his ankle had been tightly wrapped with a thick rope at some point, which was obviously done by Jia Zhang.

There was a strange light flashing in Jia Zhang's eyes, and a weird smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if the prey had fallen into a trap.

"Shazhu, Shazhu, you're finally awake. Let me tell you how wonderful this feels." As she said that, she moved forward desperately, trying to touch Shazhu's lips with her dry lips.

Sha Zhu felt a strong wave of nausea rising in his heart. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the restraints, but Jia Zhang's strength was unexpectedly great, coupled with her cunning under the cover of night, making it difficult for him to escape.

The air was filled with the smell of despair and struggle. Sha Zhu made a "woohoo" cry for help from his throat, but Jia Zhang roughly covered it with her hands.

"Don't make a sound, Shazhu, this is our secret. I will make you feel unprecedented happiness." Jia Zhang's voice was low and gloomy, and every word sounded like a curse crawling out of hell.

Countless images flashed through Sha Zhu's mind, including Qin Huairu's gentle smile, the laughter among neighbors, and the fact that although he was called "Sha Zhu", he had an infinite yearning for a better life.

He cannot be destroyed like this. He cannot let his dignity and innocence be ruined!

An unprecedented force surged in Shazhu's body. He struggled violently and miraculously broke free from some of the ropes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he shook his head vigorously, knocked Jia Zhang away, then turned over and rushed out the door desperately.

"Ah——!" Jia Zhang screamed in shock at the sudden change. She never expected that Sha Zhu, who usually seemed honest and simple, would have such a strong resistance.

But it was too late. Sha Zhu had already rushed out of the room like a rabbit and disappeared into the night.

In the courtyard, after a period of chaos, it returned to calm, leaving only Jia Zhang sitting on the ground, gasping for breath, her eyes full of disbelief and resentment.

As for Sha Zhu, he ran wildly in the night, feeling both relieved for escaping from the clutches of the devil and confused about the unknown future.

At this moment, Sha Zhu was trying his best to fight the invisible fear in the narrow room.

There is an unyielding light in his eyes, and every struggle is accompanied by a desire for freedom.

Jia Zhang's wrinkled face was filled with anger and unwillingness. She couldn't understand why Sha Zhu would resist her "good intentions" so much.

Filled with rage, she raised her hand and slapped him loudly. The crisp sound was particularly harsh in the silent night.

However, this slap did not make Sha Zhu surrender, but instead stimulated the explosive power hidden in his body.

While Jia Zhang was losing stability due to excessive force, Sha Zhu suddenly exerted force and kicked her knee. The speed and force of the kick caught Jia Zhang off guard. She fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.

Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Sha Zhu rushed out of the room without any hesitation like a wild horse, and the night became his best cover.

Under the moonlight, his figure appeared particularly determined, and every step he took reflected his yearning for freedom and his fight against injustice.

He Yushui's home was the safe haven in Sha Zhu's heart. He stumbled towards it, silently reciting the names of Qin Huairu and He Yushui in his heart. They were his only support in this chaotic world.

The door opened slightly, and a ray of warm light came out, like the light of hope, illuminating the haze in Sha Zhu's heart.

However, when He Yushui opened the door, the scene in front of her made her heart tighten - Sha Zhu was tightly tied up with ropes, his mouth was tightly blocked with cloth, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

He Yushui's heart tightened instantly, and she acted quickly and calmly. The scissors in her hand were like precise scalpels, cutting the ropes that bound Sha Zhu one by one.

Sha Zhu regained his freedom, breathed in the fresh air, his eyes flashing with relief at surviving the disaster.

Qin Huairu rushed over when she heard the noise, and was shocked and angry when she saw this scene.

He patted Sha Zhu's back gently, giving him silent comfort, then turned to He Yushui and said, "We must be prepared. Jia Zhang will not give up."

After Sha Zhu recovered his breath, he recounted the whole story in detail.

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, but every word clearly conveyed his determination and courage: "I can't sit and wait for death any longer. I want to fight for justice for myself and for you!"

Qin Huairu and He Yushui looked at each other and saw determination and support in each other's eyes.

Three seemingly ordinary people are working together to prepare for the coming storm.

In Sha Zhu's room, Qin Huairu and He Yushui were anxiously placing the unconscious Sha Zhu on the bed. His face was pale and his brows were furrowed, as if he was still struggling with invisible pain in his dream.

Qin Huairu carefully covered Sha Zhu with a blanket, her eyes full of worry and confusion, then turned and walked towards her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang's room.

The door was half-open, revealing a faint light and a burst of discordant whispers. Qin Huairu's heart suddenly tightened. She pushed open the door and saw Jia Zhang sitting by the bed. Her eyes were lifeless and she was mumbling to herself. The content of her words was fragmented, but she repeatedly mentioned the word "Zhu Zhu". There was a hint of tenderness in her voice, mixed with a bit of madness.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why did you tie up Shazhu?" Qin Huairu tried her best to keep her tone calm, trying to find out the truth from Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang raised her head suddenly, a trace of clarity flashed in her eyes, but was soon replaced by chaos. She actually smiled, and that smile was weird and sad: "Zhu Zhu asked me to do this. He said he would be with me forever and would not let me leave him."

Qin Huairu felt mixed emotions when she heard this. She was well aware of her mother-in-law's loneliness and paranoia over the years, but she never expected it to turn out like this.

Just as she was about to ask further questions, there was a noise outside the door. The neighbors in the courtyard were attracted by Jia Zhang's unusual cries.

The uncles, Liu Guangfu, Yan Jiecheng, Xu Damao and others rushed into the room, all with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Jia Zhang, who was usually sarcastic but also knew her limits, seemed like a different person at this moment. Her out-of-control emotions made the air in the room freeze.

"This...what's going on?" The second uncle spoke first, his tone full of confusion and worry.

Qin Huairu took a deep breath and briefly explained the whole story. Finally, she looked at Jia Zhang, with a flash of determination in her eyes: "We must take Mom to see a doctor. She may be...sick."

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the room, followed by a heated discussion.

Xu Damao said sarcastically, "Hey, it's really lively now. Sha Zhu is unconscious, and Jia Zhang is crazy. Our courtyard is really full of talents."