Siheyuan: The Cellar

"I think that what is called advanced is that the compound actively promotes the spirit of mutual assistance, solidarity and friendship. Actively help families in our compound who are in difficult circumstances. What do you think?"

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Yan Bugui jumped out and started a premeditated freestyle: "What the uncle said is right, the spirit of mutual help, unity and love is like a blazing flame, which can give us endless strength and courage.

It can bring strangers together and form an unbreakable bond; it also inspires us to work hard for a common goal. And what is our great goal? Isn't it to work together to create a harmonious society with democracy, rule of law, fairness and justice? "

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the liaison officer Liu Haizhong in the backyard.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were all on him, Liu Haizhong smacked his lips and finally said, "This, I feel the same way. I think what the first and third uncles said are right."

For example, Doctor Liu and his son in our backyard. Everyone knows that her husband died a long time ago, and their Chen Guoliang is now extremely wild, looking like a child born by a father but not raised by a mother.

In such a situation, our hospital should carry forward the spirit and take care of this... this widow, widowed, lonely and lonely..."

When Liu Haizhong got to this point, he was at a loss for words, but he still felt that his use of the word "widowed, lonely and alone" was good and cultural.

"Snap." There was a crisp sound, and then Liu Haizhong felt a burning pain on his face.

Liu Haizhong came back to his senses and saw Chen Guoliang had come to him without him noticing. He was looking at him angrily.

Looking at Chen Guoliang, who was not even as tall as his shoulders, Liu Haizhong suddenly felt extremely angry. He was actually beaten by a teenager?

In anger, Liu Haizhong raised his hand and prepared to give Chen Guoliang a big nose.

However, at this moment, he heard a woman's hysterical voice: "Liu Haizhong, what are you doing? I'm going to fight you."

Liu Hai, who was extremely angry, naturally knew that the owner of the voice was the beautiful widow Liu Li who lived in the backyard.

If it were any other time, after hearing what Liu Li said, he would probably just let it go. It was to give this young widow some face and leave a good impression on her. After all, she was really pretty.

But today it is not possible, because the young widow's son slapped him in the face.

If he doesn't fight back, how will Liu Haizhong have the face to continue living in the courtyard?

Then, just as he was about to slap his hand, he felt his wrist being clamped tightly from behind, preventing him from slapping his hand any further.

"Lao Liu, calm down."

The pain in his hand calmed Liu Haizhong's fury. But he still said angrily, "Old Yi, let me go. This little bastard actually dared to hit me. I must beat him to death today."

"Do you still want your hand?" Yi Zhonghai said angrily when he heard that Liu Haizhong neither listened nor looked at him.

After listening to Yi Zhonghai's words, Liu Haizhong finally calmed down. The memories of four years ago came to his mind again, which made him calm down immediately.

He glanced down. Sure enough, a knife made of metal with a slender blade, more than ten centimeters long, was placed horizontally next to Chen Guoliang's cheek.

The handle of the knife was a pair of delicate hands. Looking up from the hands, one could see a face that looked a little weathered and tired, but incredibly beautiful.

The only flaw was that Liu Li's eyes on this pretty face were red, and she was staring at him fiercely.

Liu Haizhong felt a chill when he looked at Liu Li, and his thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the winter of 50 years ago.

When Liu Haizhong thought of this, his hands and legs started to tremble and cramp, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He couldn't put down the slap that was in the air, and he didn't dare to slap Chen Guoliang on the face. He felt very embarrassed for a moment.

Chen Guoliang didn't react to this situation for a while. He originally thought that since he couldn't practice with Sha Zhu, it would be good to practice with Liu Haizhong.

Although Lao Deng is at his peak now, I may not be able to stop him in my current state. But if I can't stop him, he will sneak attack!

But what the hell is going on? Wasn't he ten meters away just now? Did he flash?

You know, he is so agile because his body has been strengthened. But his mother is just an ordinary person. How can a person be as fast as sound?

As soon as the words fell, she rushed to his side. And what was going on with the scalpel in her hand?

But now is obviously not the time to dwell on this issue. He was just angry at Liu Haizhong's words and rushed over without noticing Liu Li's expression.

Now I noticed that Liu Li's eyes were filled with tears, which were rolling around in her eye sockets but stubbornly refused to fall.

Then Chen Guoliang became even angrier and slapped Liu Haizhong again.

"If you can't talk, just shut up. Look how mad you made my mom."

But this time, Liu Haizhong was slapped again, but he didn't dare to move at all. Having lived in a courtyard for so long, he knew too well what kind of person Liu Li was.

Chen Guoliang, who felt great after getting slapped again, turned around and gently hugged his mother's shoulders, comforting her softly.

"Mom, don't cry. It's okay. You still have me."

While Chen Guoliang was comforting his old mother, he took off the scalpel that she was holding tightly in her hand and held it in his own hand.

At this moment, Chen Guoliang naturally wanted to understand why his mother rushed to him so quickly.

Isn't there a real example like this in later generations? In a residential area, a 2-year-old girl suddenly fell from the 10th floor.

The mother downstairs rushed over and caught the child with both hands, but the mother's arm was instantly crushed by the huge impact.

Moreover, as she rushed downstairs, she burst out with a speed that was no less than that of a 100-meter sprinter.

Women are weak by nature, but strong when they become mothers.

When he saw that Liu Li was carrying a scalpel, he suddenly figured out how Liu Li had survived in this courtyard surrounded by birds for so many years.

After all, let alone normal people, even animals would not dare to provoke a woman who carries a knife with her at all times for no reason, right?

Who knows if you make her angry, she might hit you with three or five knives.

By then, I guess I won’t even have anywhere to cry.

Why does such a good person carry a knife with him all year round? This is worth pondering.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about this. After all, there are so many people watching!