Siheyuan: I just want to live

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Chen Feng could only shake his head helplessly and give up the idea he had originally insisted on.

He slowly turned around, looked at Jin Ling with gentle and caring eyes, and said softly: "Wife, here are some grains and vegetables. There is also a set of pots and pans and cooking oil on the bicycle. Wait a moment, I will go and get them."

Jin Ling nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, husband. Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Feng then instructed: "Later, you and Xiaomei will use these ingredients to make breakfast for the children. You guys eat first, don't worry about me."

"I plan to go out again and find out the specific situation on the street to find out where the epicenter of this earthquake is."

After listening to Chen Feng's arrangement, Jin Ling replied without hesitation: "Okay, husband, I understand, you can go without worry. Xiaomei and I will take care of the family, and we will definitely take good care of the children."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jin Ling seemed to remember something. She frowned slightly, stared at Chen Feng with a worried look on her face, and warned again: "Husband, but you must be careful when you go out later!"

"You are the pillar of our family. If anything happens to you, what will happen to me and the children? So you must pay attention to safety and come back safely!"

As she spoke, Jin Ling couldn't help but walk forward and gently held Chen Feng's hand.

Chen Feng looked at Jin Ling who was worried about him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, wife! It's just an earthquake, it can't do anything to your husband!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng carefully stretched out his hands and gently pulled away Jin Ling's hands that were tightly grasped.

Then he quickly ran to the door, bent down, and skillfully took the pots, pans, and a bucket of cooking oil from the back seat of the bicycle.

Then, he returned to the yard and handed the items to Jin Ling one by one with a smile on his face.

After doing all this, Chen Feng turned and walked towards the old but still sturdy bicycle.

He first pushed open the kickstand with his feet, then stepped onto the seat, pressed the pedals hard with both feet, and the car began to move forward.

As the wheels rolled, Chen Feng gradually moved away from the warm and familiar courtyard of his home.

After leaving home, Chen Feng was like a lone goose that had lost its direction, riding his bicycle aimlessly and slowly on the wide street.

The streets at this time no longer had the tranquility and cleanliness of the past, and all that came into view were residents with untidy clothes and panicked looks.

They either gathered in groups of three or five, whispering to each other, or ran around hurriedly alone.

It is true that this sudden earthquake happened to strike in the dead of night.

At that time, most people were still immersed in sweet dreams and were awakened by the violent shaking without any preparation.

Out of instinct, people jumped out of bed in panic, without bothering to dress properly or even put on their shoes, and rushed out of the house to seek safety.

It would be really strange if everyone was dressed neatly and in order at this moment!

Fortunately, it is the hot summer now, so it doesn’t matter even if you wear light clothes.

However, if it were a bitterly cold winter, Chen Feng thought to himself: I'm afraid most of these people would fall ill from the cold, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and a trace of sympathy for the people's plight surged in his heart. Although he sympathized, Chen Feng was unable to lend a helping hand to them.

At this moment, the street office responded quickly and organized personnel to engage in intensive and orderly patrol and disaster relief work.

Although the earthquake occurred quite far away from Beijing, it does not mean that it can completely stay out of it and sit back and relax.

You have to know that the old city today is not as prosperous as it was in later generations, with towering skyscrapers and various buildings made of solid concrete standing everywhere.

At this moment, being able to live in a brick and tile house is already a good condition for people. Some families even still live in houses with walls made of traditional mud materials.

Moreover, these houses have become dilapidated and crumbling due to the vicissitudes of time.

Because of this, although the damage caused by this earthquake to the old city was not particularly serious, it still caused a certain degree of impact.

Those old houses, which were already in disrepair, could not withstand the impact of the earthquake waves and collapsed one after another.

However, it is gratifying that in addition to the street offices actively carrying out disaster relief operations, many ordinary people on the streets who are full of enthusiasm and sense of justice also spontaneously followed suit and worked together to participate in this difficult rescue work.

They either helped carry supplies or assisted in clearing the rubble, and everyone did their best to help their fellow compatriots who were suffering.

Chen Feng, with a confused and aimless look on his face, slowly pedaled the slightly worn-out bicycle. The wheels turned slowly on the road, creating a slight sound in the wind.

Not long after, he arrived at Nanluoguxiang.

After stepping into Nanluoguxiang, Chen Feng paused and thought for a moment, and suddenly an urge surged in his heart - he wanted to see the current condition of his old house in the courtyard.

Having made up his mind, he firmly controlled the handlebars of the bicycle and slowly rode towards the courtyard.

Finally, Chen Feng arrived at the gate of the courtyard. He got off the bike, picked up the bicycle with one hand, pushed open the gate with the other hand, and stepped into the courtyard that he had not set foot in for a long time.

In fact, although Chen Feng no longer lives in this courtyard, he still comes back from time to time whenever he has some free time on weekdays.

It wasn’t because he had a deep friendship with the old neighbors in the yard, but because he knew very well that each of those guys in the yard could be called a “beast”.

If he didn't come to check for a long time, he was afraid that these people would not be able to hold back and would have their eyes on his house, or even directly occupy it.

It’s not that Chen Feng is overly suspicious, but if Chen Feng really ignores the old house in the yard, this group of people can really do such a thing.

After entering the courtyard, Chen Feng gently placed the slightly worn but well-maintained bicycle on the ground.

Then he held the handlebars with both hands and slowly pushed it towards the yard. The wheels made a slight friction sound on the ground, like a peaceful melody.

When Chen Feng just stepped into the front yard, his eyes were immediately attracted by the busy scene in the front yard - he saw the third uncle Yan Fugui holding a black and white TV tightly.

He stood in the middle of the front yard, directing the people around him to build earthquake shelters in an orderly manner. Some of them were carrying wooden boards, some were holding nails and hammers, and some were putting up plastic sheets. Everyone was busy and happy.

Chen Feng stood quietly there, watching the bustling scene in front of him. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and he smiled secretly in his heart.

He thought to himself: Even though these people are working hard to build the earthquake shelter, it won’t be long before the “good sons” and “good daughters” of the third uncle Yan Fugui come to make trouble.

When the time comes and this carefully built earthquake shelter is dismantled, what will these people think?

Although Chen Feng knew exactly what was going to happen next, he had no intention of reminding them.

After all, if he revealed this news in advance, wouldn't the good show that was about to be staged be greatly discounted? Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help laughing again.

At this moment, a clear shout came from behind, interrupting Chen Feng's thoughts. "Uncle Chen Feng, are you back to the courtyard?"

Hearing the voice, Chen Feng turned around and wanted to see who was calling him.

When he saw who it was, a friendly smile immediately appeared on his face. It turned out that the person who called him was Jiang Xiaohu from the Jiang family.

Jiang Xiaohu was seen walking towards Chen Feng with a smile on his face and very happy.

Seeing this, Chen Feng quickly responded with a smile: "Oh, it's Xiaohu! I was wondering who was calling me!"

When Jiang Xiaohu walked to Chen Feng's side, he said with a smile, "Uncle Chen Feng, why did you come back to the courtyard today?"

Hearing his words, Chen Feng smiled and said, "Isn't this an earthquake? I came back to see how the old house in the backyard is doing and whether it was damaged by the earthquake!"

"Hey! By the way, where's your brother? Why don't I see him?"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Jiang Xiaohu immediately responded, "My brother was taken by Stationmaster Li to help with disaster relief. Because my mother needed someone to take care of her, he didn't let me go, so I came back to take care of her."

Speaking of Aunt Jiang, Chen Feng also admired her. She dragged her long-term illness and managed to hold on until now. Even Aunt Jiang passed away, but she was still alive and well.

Jiang Xiaohu and Jiang Xiaolong's jobs were also arranged by Chen Feng. Before they graduated from high school, Chen Feng was afraid that they would be sent to work in the countryside, so he talked to Li Guotao about it in advance.

Li Guotao did not refuse Chen Feng's face and recruited the Jiang brothers to the scrap station in advance. Now the Jiang brothers are working as security guards at the scrap station.

After hearing Jiang Xiaohu's words, Chen Feng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Suddenly Chen Feng whispered to Jiang Xiaohu, "You didn't get involved in what happened over there, did you?"

When Chen Feng said this, he was afraid that Jiang Xiaohu didn't understand what Chen Feng was talking about, so he secretly pointed his finger at Yan Fugui who was directing people to build an earthquake shelter.

After hearing Chen Feng's words and actions, Jiang Xiaohu also whispered to Chen Feng, "No! I brought back a truckload of wood and plastic sheets from the scrap yard, enough for our family to use. I didn't get involved with them."

Seeing him say that, Chen Feng nodded in relief, and then said, "That's good! They have a lot of things to do over there!"

After hearing what Chen Feng said, Jiang Xiaohu smiled innocently and said, "I know! I have lived in this courtyard for so many years, don't I know their personalities?"