Siheyuan: I just want to live

Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, as if a raging beast was trampling the land wantonly. The house shook violently, the tiles on the roof fell off, and the gables hit the ground with a rumbling sound.

The yard was instantly filled with dust and smoke, choking the neighbors and causing them to cough continuously. Their panicked shouts resounded throughout the yard.

But in this chaos, Chen Feng keenly captured some unique sounds.

“TV, my TV, who has seen my TV!”

An extremely anxious voice penetrated the noisy environment and reached Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng recognized that it was Yan Fugui's shouting, and he couldn't help feeling very surprised.

At such a dangerous moment, most people only care about their own safety, but Yan Fugui is still thinking about his TV? But isn't his TV in his arms?

However, at this moment, Chen Feng did not have much energy to pay attention to Yan Fugui's weird behavior. He hugged He Yushui tightly, trying to protect her from harm.

When the ground shaking gradually subsided and the aftershocks finally ended, Chen Feng carefully placed He Yushui gently on the ground.

Although the surroundings were still shrouded in smoke and dust, Chen Feng could still clearly hear Yan Fugui's cry for the TV.

This made Chen Feng even more curious. Could it be that something unexpected happened to Yan Fugui's TV?

Full of doubts, Chen Feng slowly turned his head and looked in the direction where Yan Fugui's voice came from.

Just as Chen Feng expected, Yan Fugui's treasured TV really met with an accident.

Just when the sudden aftershock was raging, because Chen Feng had secretly used his spatial ability before, he dismantled almost all the load-bearing walls of all the houses in the yard without anyone noticing.

As a result, these already fragile houses were unable to withstand the violent impact of the aftershocks and collapsed one after another.

As the houses collapsed, the dust that was raised spread out like thick smoke, instantly covering the sky of the entire courtyard, making people's eyes hazy and even the ground under their feet difficult to see clearly.

At this terrifying moment, the power of the aftershock made Yan Fugui unstable on his feet. His whole body swayed like a candle in the wind, and his steps became unsteady and stumbling.

However, as the saying goes, when it rains, it pours. In a panic, Yan Fugui accidentally stepped on the rolling pin that Qin Huairu had just thrown on the ground.

In an instant, a scream of "Ouch" was heard, and Yan Fugui's body suddenly fell forward and then fell heavily to the ground!

At the same time, the TV set that he had held tightly in his arms and regarded as precious as his life was instantly thrown far away like a kite with a broken string.

This fall was really hard! Yan Fugui felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart, and severe pain spread throughout his body in an instant, as if countless steel needles were piercing every inch of his skin.

However, at this moment he had no time to care about his own pain. He had only one thought in his mind - to find the TV!

Yan Fugui endured the severe pain, turned over quickly, and lay on the dusty ground, groping around with his hands.

While groping for it, he kept shouting, "Oh my TV, who has seen my TV? It is the only valuable treasure in our family! Please don't let anything happen to it!"

Unfortunately, the area around the courtyard was completely covered by rolling dust, and visibility was extremely low. Even if Yan Fugui was lying on the ground, his vision was extremely limited and he couldn't see the situation in the distance at all.

Despite this, he still refused to give up and continued to grope desperately, hoping to touch that familiar outline as soon as possible.

As time passed, Yan Fugui's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, but he was completely unaware.

He lay on the ground, his hands constantly searching around him in the flying dust, hoping to find the TV that he had thrown away.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to reach the TV that he had accidentally thrown out.

When the dust that was flying all over the sky and covering the sun finally settled slowly, Chen Feng was gradually able to clearly see the specific situation where Yan Fugui was.

Not far from Yan Fugui, the third aunt who had managed to keep herself steady during the earthquake suddenly saw her old man lying on the ground, groping for something with his hands.

Seeing this, the third aunt's heart tightened, and she took big steps without hesitation and walked towards Yan Fugui. In the blink of an eye, she came to Yan Fugui's side, stretched out her hands and carefully helped him up, and asked with concern: "Old man, what's wrong with you? Why are you lying on the ground? Get up quickly, are you hurt?"

Yan Fugui looked up when he heard the voice. He first raised his hand to casually wipe the dust off the lenses of his glasses, and then shouted to the third aunt with an anxious look on his face.

"Oh, mother, please don't worry about me for now! I dropped our precious TV. Please help me look around to see if it is broken!"

While the two were talking, his head was twisting back and forth like a rattle, and his eyes were looking around nervously and eagerly through the blurry lenses of his glasses.

He looked into every corner and every crevice, as if he wanted to take in everything around him for fear of missing out on any clues.

At this moment, the third aunt's heart trembled violently, and her originally calm mood was instantly disrupted.

After hearing Yan Fugui's words, she felt a sense of panic and hurriedly joined the team looking for the TV.

While looking around anxiously, the third aunt's mouth was not idle either, she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Jie Cheng! Yu Li! Oh no! Our TV just fell over by accident. Come over here and help us find it!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Jiecheng, who had just stabilized himself in front of the Jia family's door, had his face covered with thick dust, like a clay man who had just crawled out of a pile of dirt.

Hearing his mother's cry, he did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately responded in a loud voice: "Okay! Mom, don't worry, I know! We will go find her right away!"

After saying that, Yan Jiecheng dusted himself off, pulled up Yu Li, who was also in a somewhat embarrassed state, and hurriedly ran towards the direction where Yan Fugui and the third aunt were.

They opened their eyes wide, not missing any place where the TV might be hidden, and searched carefully for the TV that Yan Fugui accidentally threw away.

As the flying dust gradually settled, the originally blurry scene finally began to become clear.

Everyone's eyes were then able to penetrate the layers of dust and see everything around them clearly.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng, a young and sharp-eyed man in the crowd, suddenly seemed to have discovered some incredible treasure, and his eyes lit up instantly.

, and quickly pointed in a direction and shouted: "Dad! Look, isn't that our TV?"

Hearing his son Yan Jiecheng's sudden call, Yan Fugui was stunned at first, then hurriedly looked in the direction of Yan Jiecheng's finger.

Sure enough, at the southernmost end of the pool in the distance, a TV set covered with a thick layer of dust and looking a little dusty was lying there quietly with its screen facing the ground!

The moment Yan Fugui's cloudy eyes caught sight of the TV through the dirty lenses of the glasses, he was attracted by a magnet and suddenly shook off the hands of the third aunt who were supporting him.

Because the movement was too quick and violent, his body involuntarily tilted forward and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

But even so, he completely ignored the waves of pain in his body, and staggered towards the direction of the TV.

The third aunt was shocked by this sudden change. She watched Yan Fugui abandon her like a madman, and she couldn't help feeling angry and anxious.

However, worried that something might happen to Yan Fugui, she didn't have time to think too much and quickly raised her feet and followed Yan Fugui closely.

While chasing, he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Dad! Slow down! Don't fall again! Your old bones can't stand this kind of torture!"

But at this moment, Yan Fugui seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, and turned a deaf ear to the cries of the third aunt.

Yan Fugui had only one thought in his mind, which was to rush to the TV as soon as possible to check whether the TV, which he regarded as a treasure, was intact and whether it was damaged by the accident just now.

At the same time, Yan Jiecheng and his wife, who were standing in front of the Jia family's door, saw clearly that their father was running towards the TV with all his might.

The two looked at each other, and without saying a word, they immediately hurried in the same direction.

Yan Fugui rushed to the TV like a gust of wind. When he saw the horrific scene in front of him, he seemed to be cast under a spell and suddenly stopped his rapid steps.

Then, his legs went limp and he sat down heavily on the cold ground like a deflated ball.

"Ouch! My TV!"

Yan Fugui's face, which had originally turned red due to anxiety, now turned even purpler. He opened his mouth wide and let out a heart-wrenching howl.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and it seemed like they would fall any moment. "I just watched it for a short while, how come it's broken like this? God, you are so blind!"

He beat his chest and stamped his feet, pointing with trembling hands at the TV set that had been completely unrecognizable and only a lonely frame remained, and cried bitterly.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng hurried to his father's side. When he saw that the TV that had brought his father countless happy times and feelings of weakness had now become like this.

I couldn't help but take a breath, and my heart suddenly became heavy.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort Yan Fugui, who was almost emotionally collapsed, but he swallowed the words back when they reached his lips.

Because Yan Jiecheng knew that at this moment, any words of comfort seemed so pale and powerless to Yan Fugui.