Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Yan Jiecheng glared at Xu Damao and said sternly, "What's the point of saying these sarcastic remarks now? Let's find a way to solve the problem as soon as possible."

Finally, after everyone's discussion, it was decided that several uncles would accompany Qin Huairu and take Jia Zhang to the hospital.

As for Sha Zhu, He Yushui and several other women took turns taking care of him.

The courtyard returned to its former tranquility, but ripples were felt in everyone's hearts.

There seems to be a hidden secret between Sha Zhu and Jia Zhang, and how will all this affect the future of Siheyuan?

In the hospital, after the doctor's preliminary diagnosis, Jia Zhang was diagnosed with a mental illness and needed immediate treatment.

Qin Huairu stood outside the ward, looking at the old man inside who was once strong but now fragile, feeling both relieved and sad.

She understood that no matter what the future held, she would shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the family until everything was back on track.

On the other side, in Sha Zhu's room, he slowly opened his eyes, thinking that he must cheer up, not only for himself but also for this family, to uncover all the mysteries and bring everything back to light.

Inside the house, the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Every word that Jia Zhang said made everyone present feel uneasy.

Qin Huairu's face was as pale as paper, her hands were clenched into fists, and her eyes showed both disbelief at Jia Zhang's behavior and deep self-blame and shame.

She whispered, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Xu Damao stood aside, with a playful smile on his face, looking at Sha Zhu, muttering to himself: "This kid is really good. Even an old stubborn like Jia Zhang can be 'trained' into obedience by him."

And Yi Zhonghai, the good old man in the courtyard, also frowned at this moment, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

He looked at Jia Zhang carefully. There seemed to be an unknown secret hidden in those cloudy eyes, which made him doubt Jia Zhang's mental state.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, are you...are you feeling unwell recently, or are you feeling depressed?" Yi Zhonghai's voice was gentle and full of concern, trying to find the answer from another angle.

However, Jia Zhang seemed to be possessed by something and continued her nonsense, mentioning all kinds of ridiculous scenes when she was alone with Sha Zhu, making everyone present feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Qin Huairu finally couldn't help it, tears welled up in her eyes, she tried hard not to let them fall, and asked in a trembling voice: "Mom, are you really...normal?"

At this moment, Sha Zhu suddenly let out a low groan, and then fell on He Yushui's bed like a puddle of mud, unconscious.

This scene completely broke the deadlock in the room, and everyone's attention was instantly focused on Sha Zhu.

"Shazhu! Shazhu, what's wrong with you?" He Yushui exclaimed, and rushed to the bed, calling her brother's name anxiously.

But Sha Zhu just closed his eyes, his face turned pale, and he didn't react at all.

"Hurry, we have to find a way to wake him up!" Yi Zhonghai made a prompt decision, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the old well in the yard.

"Use cold water. Maybe cold water can wake him up."

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu picked up the wooden barrel in the yard and ran towards the well without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xu Damao also stepped forward to help, and the two of them worked together to draw up a bucket of cold well water.

He Yushui took the wooden barrel, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind to slowly pour the cold water on Sha Zhu's face.

As buckets of cold water were poured over him, Sha Zhu's body began to tremble slightly, and his eyelids slowly opened a crack.

He looked around in confusion, seemingly not quite sure what was going on.

But when his eyes fell on Jia Zhang, they instantly became sharp, as if he suddenly remembered something important.

“…You…what did you say?” Sha Zhu’s voice was hoarse and low.

Seeing this, Jia Zhang seemed to be startled by Sha Zhu's sudden awakening. Her originally endless stream of words stopped abruptly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu and others held their breath, expecting Sha Zhu to uncover the mystery of all this.

"I...I remember." Sha Zhu struggled to sit up, took a deep breath, and looked at everyone with a firm gaze, "Jia Zhang...she was actually lying! Everything she said was false!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room suddenly exploded.

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't believe their ears.

And Sha Zhu continued to tell everything in his slightly weak voice.

It turns out that all of this was a lie made up by Jia Zhang to cover up some unspeakable secret of her own, and Sha Zhu unfortunately became a victim of this lie.

As Sha Zhu told the story, the truth gradually came to light, and the doubts and confusion in everyone's hearts dissipated one by one.

And Sha Zhu also showed his perseverance and courage to face difficulties in this sudden storm, winning the admiration and respect of everyone present.

At this moment, inside the courtyard, the sunlight shines through the clouds, casting mottled light and shadows, as if crowning the dawn of this counterattack.

He Yushui stood aside with a frown on his face, firmly opposed to the cold water awakening method proposed by Qin Huairu.

"Use cold water? Wouldn't that hurt Shazhu's body? We have to think of a safer way." Although her voice was soft, it was firm and unquestionable.

Hearing this, Qin Huairu turned her gaze to Jia Zhang, who was silent beside her, and came up with a plan.

"Mother-in-law, you love Shazhu the most. Why don't you give it a try? Maybe your voice can wake him up from his dream." There was an imperceptible hint of temptation in Qin Huairu's words.

Jia Zhang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and slowly walked to the bedside. She gently placed her wrinkled hands on Sha Zhu's shoulders and called softly, "Zhu Zi, wake up. It's your mother calling you."

His voice was full of love and concern.

However, as time passed, Sha Zhu was still sleeping, as if he was trapped in an endless nightmare.

Anxiety and helplessness gradually emerged on Jia Zhang's face. She increased the intensity of her calls, but it was still of no avail.

At this moment, Qin Huairu took out a pair of smelly socks from the cupboard, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

"It seems that this is the only way." She whispered to herself, and then without hesitation put the socks close to Shazhu's nose.

An indescribable smell instantly spread, and even the people standing nearby couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.

Under the impact of this strong stimulation, Sha Zhu suddenly opened his eyes and started coughing violently, his eyes wide open, full of astonishment and confusion.

"Cough cough...this...what the hell is this!" Sha Zhu struggled to sit up while coughing. His eyes swept across everyone's faces and finally stopped on the socks in Qin Huairu's hand. His face instantly turned ashen.

"Qin Huairu! What...what are you doing!" Sha Zhu was furious, his voice trembling with anger.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu quickly explained: "I have no choice, I want you to wake up quickly."

There was a hint of apology in his words, but more of helplessness.