Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

Around 9 o'clock in the morning, after the Sun brothers and sisters finished playing, they felt bored at home and came to the gate of the yard together.

Because of what happened last night, his mother had just warned him, so Sun Zhengguo decided to behave himself for the time being and not go out and hang out.

"Aunt Chen, Aunt Three, Uncle Li...are all playing!"

There were quite a lot of people at the door, and the brothers and sisters greeted each other one by one.

"Zhengguo, you're late. Old Li came here first today. Let me tell you, a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word."

Yan Bugui said excitedly.

As for that lousy chess player Old Li, he can do whatever he wants with him, but he can't let Sun Zhengguo ruin his plans.

"Don't worry! Third uncle, I'll just take a look and won't say anything."

Sun Zhengguo said with a look of contempt.

"Ah! This is what a gentleman does."

Sun Zhengguo had no reaction to Yan Bugui's praise and just stood aside and watched.

"Brother, I'm going to the middle courtyard to play with the rain. It's not fun here at all."

Sun Zhengguo turned around and saw that the second brother was playing the game of police catching spies with a group of boys. There were no girls of the same age, so he said.

"Go ahead! If you can't, take the rain water out to play. Don't stay indoors all day."

"I know, brother."

Seeing his sister leave, Sun Zhengguo took the lead and started watching chess again.

"General, Lao Li, there is no room for regrets in this game."

Yan Bugui said with a proud look on his face.

Old Li looked at the chess board and had no moves to make, so he simply cheated.

"Hey, hey, hey! I wasn't paying attention just now. This step doesn't count. I'll regret it one step at a time."

"That won't work. You've already regretted so many steps. Add them up, it's enough to walk to Tiananmen Square."

"Hahaha……."

Being laughed at by a group of aunties, Lao Li couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up, pointed at Yan Bugui and spoke loudly.

"Okay, Old Yan, you're so cruel. Even if you win this round, I won't play with you anymore. Boss Sun, you come and play. I'll just watch from here. How long can you, Old Yan, be so proud?"

"Uncle Li, you really don't want to play anymore?"

Sun Zhengguo asked.

"No more playing. My level is just to serve him food. You go ahead and see how long he can be so arrogant."

Sun Zhengguo had no choice but to accept the order, sat on the stool and rearranged the dishes.

When Yan Bugui saw that Sun Zhengguo was replaced, he did not dare to be careless. He put in his full attention and devoted himself to the game of chess.

In the first round, the two players tied. Lao Li had nothing to say and continued to watch the game.

In the second round, Yan Bugui was careless and lost a horse at the beginning. After many misfortunes, the two of them had to fight for a chariot. After ten minutes of hard work, they finally couldn't hold on and ended up being defeated.

Such an outcome made Uncle Li very excited, as if he had drunk a glass of cold water in the hottest days of summer and felt refreshed.

"It's your retribution! What did I say? Where is the excitement just now? Are you still proud? Aren't you proud of yourself, Old Yan? Show me another one."

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes and ignored Uncle Li on the side. The more you talk to him, the more excited he gets. You can only deal with him slowly and speak with your strength.

But the truth played a joke on Yan Bugui. From the second game onwards, he didn't win a single set, and the best result was a draw.

"Jungguk, you seem to be feeling good at chess today! You won a lot of games, right?"

Sun Zhengguo understood that Yan Bugui couldn't afford to lose! This was a reminder to himself that it was enough and he should let go appropriately.

"Uncle San, you haven't won many games. If you work harder, maybe you can win this game."

"I hope so! It would be pointless to lose again!"

The two of them just like this, exchanging witty remarks and confronting each other silently.

. . . . . . . . . .

Outside the courtyard, He Daqing was carrying a canvas bag and walking towards home anxiously.

I was released from prison today. I was lucky enough to catch the first bus when I arrived at the station. It took me less than two hours to reach the city of Sijiu.

By now he could already see the outline of the courtyard, slowly getting closer.

It has been three years since I left home, but the gate still looks that familiar, without changing at all.

At the gate of the courtyard, He Daqing saw some familiar figures and some children, whom he could vaguely recognize.

"Are you He Daqing?"

The third aunt spotted He Daqing immediately, but she didn't dare to recognize him. Instead, she walked up to him and asked.

"It's Old Yan's wife! I'm He Daqing, I'm back."

After getting the correct answer, the three aunts howled!

"Old Yan, hurry up! He Daqing is back."

The third aunt's voice attracted the attention of everyone at the door. Everyone stopped and rushed over.

"Where is it? Go check it out."

"Lao He, it's really Lao He. I thought my wife was talking nonsense. I didn't expect it was really you."

Yan Bugui was the first to rush over and said excitedly that he hadn't eaten He Daqing's cooking for several years and almost forgot what it tasted like.

"Old Yan, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all."

"Hello, Old Li! Hello, Aunt Chen, this is the eldest son of the Dajiang family, right? He has grown up so much,... Hello everyone!"

"Hello, Mr. He!"

"Hello, Lao He!"

"Hello, Mr. He!"

Everyone greeted each other. He Daqing was in a hurry to go home, so he didn't linger at the door. He quickly said hello and went home.

Everyone was not surprised to see He Daqing leaving. After all, He Daqing had not been home for several years. This was normal.

"You said the prison food is so good? I see that Old He is a lot fatter than before."

Yan Bugui said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why don't you give it a try? It can save a lot of food rations."

"Hahaha……."

Uncle Li's words caused everyone at the scene to laugh.

"Pah, pah, pah! If you want to go, go by yourself. You old man, I just beat you in a few games of chess, but you're still not going to stop."

"Hahaha……."

. . . . . . . . . .

After saying goodbye to everyone, He Daqing followed his familiar memories and came to the central courtyard. When he saw his home, He Daqing stood at the door, feeling a little scared. He didn't know how to face the children.

While He Daqing was making plans, the sound of talking in the house caught his attention.

"Yushui, aren't you bored at home alone? My brother asked me to take you out to play. How about we go out for a walk?"

"No, Sister Zhenghong, I have no friends in this courtyard except you. They don't play with me and even laugh at my dad for being a labor camp prisoner."

"It's not your fault. Ignore them. Why don't you come over to my house and no one will laugh at you."

"I won't go! My brother told me to stay out less. He said we have a bad background and it's better to keep a low profile."

After hearing his daughter's conversation, He Daqing was extremely sad. It was all his fault.

Why should his children bear the consequences?

When He Daqing thought of the suffering his daughter had endured in the past few years and some of the ridicule, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Who? Who is outside?"

He Yushui in the house asked nervously.

It's broad daylight, could it be haunted?

But why does this voice sound so familiar?