Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

However, just as he was relaxing, a knock on the door broke his peace.

"Who is it?" Han Xiaodong walked quickly to the door, opened it, and saw a strange face.

"Hello, I'm the police officer in charge of lumber yard security. I have some questions I want to discuss with you," the policeman said in a steady and serious voice.

Han Xiaodong's heart tightened, wondering what the police wanted to see him about. "Please come in, what can I do for you?" he invited politely.

The policeman walked into the house, sat on the sofa, and said seriously: "We have recently received some reports about the lumberyard, involving some suspicious people's activities in the lumberyard."

Hearing this, Han Xiaodong was shocked. He knew that he had to be careful and not let himself be involved.

"Do you know these things?" The police looked at Han Xiaodong with sharp eyes.

Han Xiaodong thought about it and decided to tell the truth: "I did notice some suspicious situations. Several neighbors often appeared in the lumberyard. I thought their behavior was very strange."

The police listened and nodded seriously: "Thank you for your cooperation, we will investigate it thoroughly."

Han Xiaodong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had made the right decision and should report the situation in a timely manner.

After the police left, Han Xiaodong was

Han Xiaodong returned to his home carrying a bag of Laosijiucheng sesame paste. He was in a relaxed mood, after all, shopping always makes people feel happy. However, when he stepped into the courtyard, his mood began to become complicated.

Within his sight, he found many unfamiliar faces, all of whom were talking to their neighbors. The most eye-catching one was Qin Huairu, who was talking enthusiastically with a strange man.

Han Xiaodong felt a little confused. He didn't like his life being disturbed, especially by strangers. He walked quickly to his door, trying to figure out what happened.

When he opened the door, he found a few strangers sitting in his room. They were chatting excitedly, as if they didn't care about Han Xiaodong's arrival at all.

"Hey, who are you? How did you get in?" Han Xiaodong asked one of the strangers, his heart full of dissatisfaction and vigilance.

The stranger looked up, saw Han Xiaodong, and said with a smile: "Oh, you are Han Xiaodong. We are friends of Sister Qin, and she invited us to her home."

Han Xiaodong's heart moved, and he understood the relationship between Qin Huairu and these strangers. However, he still felt a little uneasy, feeling that his life was disturbed.

"Oh, really?" Han Xiaodong said in a somewhat cold tone, "I didn't know Sister Qin had so many friends."

The stranger smiled and said in a friendly tone: "She just met us recently, but we have a good relationship."

Han Xiaodong thought to himself, he didn't know what to do. He didn't want to have any friction with these strangers, but he also didn't want them to do whatever they wanted in his home.

At this moment, Qin Huairu came over and said with a smile: "Han Xiaodong, you're back! These are my friends. They're here to visit. Do you mind?"

Han Xiaodong frowned. He knew he couldn't appear too cold. After all, these people were Qin Huairu's friends.

"Of course I don't mind." He forced a smile, "It's just that I'm a little uncomfortable seeing so many strangers all of a sudden."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Don't worry, they are all good people, and they won't stay here for too long."

Han Xiaodong nodded, still a little hesitant. He didn't know who these strangers were, and whether they had any special relationship with Qin Huairu.

The atmosphere in the living room became cheerful, strangers kept chatting with Qin Huairu and laughing. Han Xiaodong felt a little out of place, and he didn't know how to deal with this embarrassing situation.

In this complex mood, Han Xiaodong decided to temporarily leave the living room and return to his room to calm himself down and think about how to deal with it. He knew that he could not just endure this situation and had to take action to get his life back to normal.

Han Xiaodong walked back home happily, carrying a bag of Laosijiucheng sesame paste. However, when he opened the door and entered the courtyard, his mood suddenly became solemn. In front of him, a strange scene appeared: the courtyard was crowded with strangers he had never seen before. They and his neighbor Qin Huairu were laughing and talking, as if the world was full of joy.

Han Xiaodong stopped at the door, feeling a little surprised. He didn't know why so many strangers gathered in his residence and were so familiar with his neighbors.

"Hey, what's going on?" Han Xiaodong walked towards one of the strangers, trying to find an answer.

The stranger turned around and greeted Han Xiaodong with a smile: "Oh, you are Han Xiaodong, Sister Qin's neighbor, right? We are her friends and we are here to visit today."

Han Xiaodong felt confused. He had never heard that Qin Huairu had so many friends, let alone those strangers.

"Sister Qin's friend?" Han Xiaodong repeated softly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"Yes, we met recently." The stranger explained in a friendly manner, "Sister Qin said she has a very good neighbor, that is you, and we want to meet you."

After hearing this, Han Xiaodong felt even more uneasy. He began to feel excluded, as if he was one of the outsiders.

He decided to go into his room to see what was going on inside. When he opened the door, he found some strangers sitting in his room, talking quietly, as if they had completely ignored Han Xiaodong's arrival.

"What's going on?" Han Xiaodong was full of confusion and dissatisfaction. He felt that his life was disturbed.

"Han Xiaodong, you're back." Qin Huairu came over with a smile on her face. "These are my friends. They're here to visit us. Do you mind?"

Han Xiaodong felt that his emotions were somewhat out of control, and he didn't know how to answer. He felt that he was excluded from the strangers, and his home also became strange.

"No, of course I don't mind." Han Xiaodong forced a smile, then turned and walked into his room.

In the room, he felt extremely complicated. He didn't know why Qin Huairu invited so many strangers to her home, nor did he know how to deal with this situation. He felt as if he was excluded, isolated and helpless, and his heart was full of helplessness and uneasiness.

He didn't know if all this was a coincidence or if Qin Huairu had deliberately arranged it. He began to doubt his position in this courtyard and felt that he was no longer a member here.

However, he also knew that he couldn't just indulge in his emotions, he had to take action to find out the truth of the matter. He decided to calm down first and think about what to do next.

Han Xiaodong was walking home in a hurry, carrying a bag of fresh Laosijiucheng sesame paste. However, when he entered the courtyard, his eyes fell on Yi Zhonghai, and he found that he was smoking one cigarette after another, with a worried look on his face.

Han Xiaodong's heart moved. He knew Yi Zhonghai was a cheerful neighbor, and it was rare to see him so depressed. He felt worried and felt that he had to go up and ask if he could help.

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?" Han Xiaodong walked to Yi Zhonghai and asked with concern.

Yi Zhonghai raised his head and saw Han Xiaodong, and gave a forced smile: "Oh, Han Xiaodong, it's nothing, just some troubles."

Han Xiaodong noticed that Yi Zhonghai was in a low mood, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy for him. He knew that Yi Zhonghai was a kind-hearted person and rarely showed such negative emotions.

"You can tell me, maybe I can help." Han Xiaodong sat next to Yi Zhonghai and patted his shoulder gently.

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said slowly: "Han Xiaodong, I have encountered some troubles at work recently, and I feel a little overwhelmed."

Han Xiaodong understood what was going on. He knew Yi Zhonghai was a carpenter and had always been very hardworking, but the recent difficulties had put him under great pressure.

"Is it a work problem?" Han Xiaodong asked with concern.

Yi Zhonghai nodded, his eyes thoughtful: "Yes, there have been not enough orders recently, and business has not been very good. I have been working hard, but it seems that I still can't get out of the predicament."

Han Xiaodong was silent for a while. He could understand Yi Zhonghai's situation. After all, he himself had experienced the hardships and struggles of life.

"Don't worry too much, Brother Yi." Han Xiaodong comforted, "Maybe everything will be fine."

Yi Zhonghai smiled bitterly: "I hope so. However, reality is sometimes really cruel."

Han Xiaodong's heart moved. He understood Yi Zhonghai's mood and could feel his helplessness and frustration. He didn't know what to say, so he could only silently accompany Yi Zhonghai and give him a little comfort.

"Han Xiaodong, thank you for listening to me." Yi Zhonghai said gratefully, "Maybe I need some time to think about what to do next."

Han Xiaodong smiled slightly and patted Yi Zhonghai on the shoulder: "It's okay, Brother Yi, I will always be by your side."

The two sat quietly in the yard, the moonlight shining on them, peaceful and serene. Han Xiaodong felt a warm feeling in his heart. He understood the value of friendship and the importance of supporting each other in difficult times.

However, at this moment, a rapid phone ring broke their tranquility. Yi Zhonghai took out his mobile phone and answered the call, his expression gradually becoming nervous.

"What's wrong?" Han Xiaodong looked at Yi Zhonghai, his heart full of worry.

Yi Zhonghai frowned, and his anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Something happened, Han Xiaodong, there's a fire in the lumberyard!"