Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

Yi Zhonghai frowned tightly, with a painful expression on his face.

He moved his left hand gently, and at that moment, it seemed as if countless steel needles pierced into his arm at the same time, and the pain instantly intensified.

The intense pain quickly spread throughout his body like a surging tide. He couldn't help but take a breath, his body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing this, the old lady became even more nervous. She wanted to check Yi Zhonghai's left elbow quickly, but he was wearing a cotton jacket and it was very inconvenient.

When Yi Zhonghai saw his wife taking off his cotton-padded jacket, he immediately scolded her: "What are you doing? There are so many people coming and going near the city gate. It would be embarrassing if someone saw you."

How could Yi Zhonghai, who has always been very concerned about his reputation, let an old lady take off her clothes in broad daylight?

In his opinion, this was extremely inappropriate behavior, not to mention that the weather was cold. If he took off his cotton jacket, he would be frozen to death.

Yi Zhonghai wrapped himself tightly in his cotton jacket, as if it was his last fortress, guarding his dignity and warmth.

The aunt stopped immediately after being scolded by Yi Zhonghai, but the tension on her face did not diminish at all:

"Old Yi, your hand must be seriously injured. How can you not take a look?" an old lady said anxiously.

Sha Zhu also echoed, "Yes, uncle, we can't be careless. If this causes a disease, we will suffer in the future."

"I heard that a kid from the yard next door fell down a few days ago. He didn't care about it at first, just like you did. Guess what happened?"

"Two days later, the pain was unbearable and I went to the hospital for a checkup. Oh my god! I broke a finger."

Sha Zhu described what he had heard in a serious manner, and at the end he continued to persuade: "Uncle, you have to be careful. You can't ignore the fall at such an old age."

Yi Zhonghai frowned. He didn't know when Sha Zhu started to become so long-winded. After giving him a sidelong glance, he said in a tough tone:

"Okay, Zhuzi, I know my own body well. It's nothing serious. Don't mess around."

But the old lady refused to give in and said, "No, what if something happens to your hand? We can't just ignore it." As she said that, she wanted to check Yi Zhonghai's left elbow.

Yi Zhonghai quickly blocked it with his right hand: "I told you not to do it, why didn't you listen? If someone sees this, how can I put my face aside in the future?"

At this time, the old couple's arguing attracted curious glances from passers-by around them, which made Yi Zhonghai even more uncomfortable.

He wrapped himself tightly in his cotton jacket, as if this could block out the outside gaze and the cold.

At this moment, Lin Donglai was riding his bicycle back to the city gate. The wheels of the bicycle rolled lightly on the stone road, making a "gurgling" sound.

He was looking intently at the road ahead, thinking about his own things, when suddenly, he heard two people talking about the quarrel between the Yi Zhonghai couple.

The two men's voices were not loud, but they were particularly clear near the relatively quiet city gate.

Lin Donglai frowned slightly. He had never had the desire to inquire about such gossip, nor did he like to participate in such trivial discussions. He felt that it was just a waste of time.

So he continued to ring his bicycle bell, and the clear sound echoed in the air. He pedaled all the way towards the city, just wanting to get away from this place full of trouble as soon as possible.

When Sha Zhu heard the sound of a bicycle bell, he subconsciously looked up.

At that moment, his eyes accurately captured Lin Donglai riding his bike towards them.

A bright smile immediately appeared on Sha Zhu's face. He quickly greeted him with a smile: "Donglai, Donglai! Are you back from the countryside so early?"

As he shouted, he waved in the direction of Lin Donglai, as if he was welcoming a long-lost friend.

When Lin Donglai heard Sha Zhu's call, he stopped pedaling and put one foot on the ground to steady the bike.

He smiled and responded, "Yes, Brother Zhuzi, I came back early today. I went to Zhangjia Village to check the numbers. If everything goes well, I will come back early."

These days, Lin Donglai not only contracted the extra dry goods from every household in Zhangjia Village, but also set up a collection point in the village.

The benefits of having his uncle in charge of collecting the goods were very obvious. He was popular in the village, and word spread quickly, eventually reaching all the nearby villages.

Everyone knew that Brother Fugui from Zhangjia Village was an honest man who would never cheat on anything, so everyone brought the dried goods that they couldn't eat at home.

After things got on track, Lin Donglai only needed to bring people to Zhangjia Village once a week to settle the bill and bring back the dry goods to the factory.

That's what happened today. He left first, and the person in charge of transporting goods from the factory was still following behind.

Sha Zhu walked up, looked curiously at the packages tied to Lin Donglai's bicycle, and asked, "What are these? You've gained a lot from going to the countryside."

Lin Donglai patted the package and said, "Some local specialties that my eldest uncle asked Dongyi to bring. Oh, brother Zhuzi, there is also a bag of dried sweet potatoes that my third uncle brought for sister Lingzi."

At this time, he saw an upset lady and asked casually, "Brother Zhuzi, why are you here? What happened?"

When Sha Zhu explained the whole story, Lin Donglai immediately understood that the two elderly people who were discussing and arguing near the city gate were actually them.

He smiled and said, "Uncle, you are really interesting. Do you care so much about those gossips?"

"It's so cold. If I were you, I would check my hands right away. I should have gone to the hospital for a checkup long ago if I hadn't had the time to pull them like that."

When Sha Zhu heard what he said, he quickly continued to persuade him: "Yes, uncle, you see, auntie is also concerned about you. If you don't treat your injury quickly, it will be troublesome if it gets serious."

Yi Zhonghai was still a little hesitant. He was thinking about Banggeng. Since Banggeng had returned to the hospital, he had to go and check on the child.

So he said to the lady, "I'm fine. This minor injury is not a big deal. Let's go back to the yard and check on Bang Geng first."

The auntie was anxious: "Old Yi, you can't be so stubborn. Banggeng is back, you have to take care of your body. What should I do if something happens to you?"

After she finished speaking, her eyes immediately turned red and tears fell out.

Yi Zhonghai felt a little bit sorry for the old lady when he saw her like this, but he was still worried about Bang Geng.

Just as he was hesitating, Lin Donglai laughed and said, "Uncle, even at this time you still talk about Bang Geng all the time. If you don't know, you would think Bang Geng is your biological son."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Yi Zhonghai was stunned, but Sha Zhu and the aunt were also stunned.

After a while, the old lady came back to her senses. She wiped her face with her hand and looked at Yi Zhonghai with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.