The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Time passed slowly, and 1961 finally arrived. In the cold winter, Liu Minghui returned to the courtyard in the biting cold wind.

"You're back. You're covered in snow. Come in quickly. I'll pour you a cup of ginger tea to drive away the cold."

When Yu Li saw Liu Minghui enter the room, she immediately ran over and helped him wipe off the snowflakes on his body, muttering to herself non-stop.

"Why don't you speak?"

After talking for a long time, Yu Li found that Liu Minghui ignored her, so she looked up and found that he was looking at her with a smile. The two looked at each other, and Yu Li was immediately happy and said with a smile: "Why are you still like a child? Go and warm yourself by the fire, don't freeze."

Liu Minghui was pushed into the house by Yu Li and he followed her.

In the room, little Bowen was rolling around on his own little bed. When he saw Liu Minghui coming, he immediately stood up and stretched out his hands, asking Liu Minghui to hug him, but was stopped by Yu Li.

"Be good, your dad is cold, don't let him freeze you."

After saying this, Yu Li looked at Liu Minghui and gave him instructions.

"Don't hug him, you're full of cold air."

Not long after, Yu Li came out of the kitchen with a bowl of ginger tea in her hand.

"Here, how is my mother's family doing?"

Yu Li asked about the Yu family. Liu Minghui had just returned from the Yu family. There was a sudden heavy snowfall in the city these past two days. The roofs of two houses in the courtyard had collapsed due to disrepair. Fortunately, they were not residential houses, but kitchens built outside. So Yu Li was very worried about the situation at home last night. Liu Minghui went to the Yu family early in the morning to see if anything had happened.

After Liu Minghui finished drinking, he handed the bowl to Yu Li and said, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad are fine. There is no shortage of food and firewood at home. We live a happy life."

Yu Li heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this and looked outside with a worried look on her face.

"How long do you think this snow will last? It's almost up to my calves."

Liu Minghui didn't respond after hearing this. In fact, he didn't know the truth. However, when he walked outside today, he didn't see many people. Everyone was hiding at home. Even the steel mill had stopped operating for the past two days.

"Don't worry, it will get better."

In the end, Liu Minghui could only say a few words of comfort.

"Alas, the New Year is coming soon. I guess everyone will have a hard time this year."

Yu Li sighed and said.

Indeed, life has been difficult for everyone this year, and who would have thought that there would be a snowstorm at the end of the year, which would make things even worse.

"Minghui, Minghui, are you at home?"

At this time, Yan Bugui's voice came from outside the house. After hearing it, Liu Minghui said to Yu Li: "You stay in the house, I'll go out to see what's going on."

After saying that, he put on his cotton-padded jacket, opened the door and went out. Outside the house, Yan Bugui and his eldest son Yan Jiecheng were waiting, both holding long poles in their hands.

Seeing Liu Minghui coming out, Yan Bugui did not joke, but explained with a serious face: "Minghui, it's snowing too heavily now. Everyone's roof needs to be cleaned, otherwise I'm afraid something will happen. You come and help."

After hearing this, Liu Minghui nodded, knowing that this was no small matter. In such a cold weather, if someone's house collapsed, it would be a fatal matter. Without wasting time, Liu Minghui took out the snow removal tools from the house and went out with Yan Bugui.

The snow removal tool is a long pole with a baffle on the top, like a rake. People stand under it and can clear the snow off the roof.

Liu Minghui stood in the middle of the yard, using tools to clear the snow off the roof of his house. The other two did the same, and also helped other families on the side.

The three of them worked together to clear the snow from the roofs of the houses in the front yard. After they were done, they waded through the snow that was above their calves and headed towards the middle yard, intending to see if anyone needed help.

"Uncle, do you need help?"

When they arrived at the Intermediate Courtyard, they saw Yi Zhonghai directing several young people to work, so the three of them walked over to ask.

"Old Yan, the middle courtyard is almost done. We have a lot of young guys here, but the situation in the backyard is still unclear."

Seeing several people coming, Yi Zhonghai had a worried look on his face. The snow was really too heavy. It could be called a snowstorm. It was estimated that many houses that had been in disrepair for many years had collapsed.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. Old Liu is a smart man and he won't just sit there and do nothing."

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's worry, Yan Bugui kindly comforted him.

"Someone come quickly, the old lady's house collapsed."

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from the backyard, followed by Liu Haizhong's iconic voice.

Several people looked at each other, and Yi Zhonghai said immediately.

"Quick, let's go help."

Then seven or eight people went to the backyard together. Liu Minghui and He Yuzhu walked behind. Seeing this scene, He Yuzhu was also worried, fearing that something might happen to his house. Liu Minghui seemed to see what he was thinking and immediately comforted him.

"What are you afraid of? Your house is the best in our courtyard. Just rest assured."

After hearing this, He Yuzhu felt that there was some truth in it and felt relieved. The two of them quickened their pace and caught up with the people in front and went to the backyard together.

At this time in the backyard, the main house where the old lady lived was too eye-catching because half of it collapsed. It seemed that it was the front house, not the inner room. The deaf old lady was lucky, otherwise she would have died here if it fell down.

"Everyone, come and help move these fallen bricks and tiles away. The old lady hasn't come out yet."

Seeing the person coming, Liu Haizhong said anxiously. When Yi Zhonghai heard that the old lady had not come out yet, he was immediately shocked.

"Hurry up, everyone, help."

In fact, there was no need for Yi Zhonghai to remind everyone, as they all took action consciously. Liu Minghui used his spiritual sense to look inside from outside and immediately found that the deaf old lady was hiding in the inner room with a shocked look on her face. The collapsed roof happened to be part of the outer room, and there was a wall separating the inner room. There was nothing wrong with her, she was just scared.

"Everyone hurry up and work harder."

Yi Zhonghai is old, and these jobs are beyond his ability to do. Soon he could only stand aside and cheer people on.

After more than ten minutes of effort, everyone finally cleared a path through the rubble.

After the road was opened, no one dared to go in, for fear of seeing the scary scene, so Yi Zhonghai had to take the lead.

"Old lady, are you okay? Someone come quickly, the old lady has fainted."

As soon as he entered, Yi Zhonghai started shouting outside, and then several young men took action and everyone carried the old lady out of the house. Fearing that something might have happened, Yi Zhonghai immediately decided to send the deaf old lady to the hospital.

The deaf old lady's medical expenses were naturally paid by the street office, but someone had to take care of her. Several young people were responsible for sending her there, and Yi Zhonghai could only let an old lady go with her.