Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

As soon as I walked into the middle courtyard, I saw Jia Dongxu and Yan Bugui walking in from the hallway, one in front and one behind.

Liu Guozheng knew that there was something exciting to watch again.

Jia Dongxu naturally looked at Liu Guozheng, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to Liu Guozheng. Yan Bugui was following him with a rope in his hand.

"Jia Dongxu, tell me whether you will give me my money or not?"

Yan Bugui's eyes were red as he stared at Jia Dongxu, his hand holding the rope trembling a little.

There is a kind of people who cannot stop shaking whenever they quarrel with others or encounter major events. Some people's shaking is in their bodies, some in their hands, and some in their legs.

I remember when I was taking the driving test, I met a student like this. He was in the waiting room, hugging his arms tightly, shaking all over, and his voice trembled, but he still said that he was not nervous.

"Uncle Yan, you're going too far. You can't produce any evidence, but I didn't expect you to be following me now? If you do this again, I'll call the police to arrest you."

Compared to Yan Bugui, Jia Dongxu was quite calm, worthy of being a person who had been through labor reform.

After the two of them had such a quarrel, all the old women in the compound came out. Who would stay at home if there was something fun to watch?

"I'm talking to the Zhang family. Why is Yan Bugui fighting with Jia Dongxu again?"

"Erlu's family, didn't you hear it? Old Yan said Jia Dongxu took his money and refused to admit it. With Old Yan's personality, this is definitely not the end of the matter."

"Did Jia Dongxu really take Old Yan's money?"

"It's hard to say. It is said that they drank together at Yi Zhonghai's house a few days ago. I don't know if it happened at that time."

"That happened three days ago. Could it be that they wanted to speculate together, and ended up losing money, and Yan Bugui was not happy about it?"

"It's really possible."

"Should we report it?"

"Don't talk nonsense. It's not certain that it can be done. Besides, it's better to have less trouble than more."

"Yes, less trouble is worse than more trouble, let's just watch the fun."

"It seems Yan Bugui is serious about this."

"It's possible, but I don't know if we need help later."

"Let's see and then talk."

"..."

"Jia Dongxu, do you think you have lost your conscience? Is it easy for me to save some money? How can you bear it?"

Yan Bugui pointed at Jia Dongxu with his trembling hand.

"Uncle Yan, let me say it again, I have never seen your money, please don't make trouble."

Jia Dongxu is not afraid of the Yan family. They are all skinny people. None of them can fight, and none of them are fertile. They can only talk.

"Dongxu, what else do you have to say to Yan Laokou? Since he insists on accusing you, let's put him in jail."

Jia Zhang came out of the house. Before coming out, she looked into the crowd, but because she was short, she didn't see Liu Guozheng.

"Okay, Jia Dongxu, I will hang myself at your doorstep today."

As he spoke, Yan Bugui untied the rope, passed it directly through the gap between the door sill and the door beam, and tied a knot. Jia Dongxu did not stop him.

Seeing that Yan Bugui was serious, Jia Zhang was the first to back down. She and the deaf old lady used to use this trick to scare people before, but she never thought that Yan Bugui was going to be serious today. What should she do?

"Dongxu, this..."

"Mom, please move aside and let him hang himself. When he dies, I will burn more paper for him."

"Dongxu, you fool, it would be so unlucky if Yan Laokou hanged himself at the door of our house. We can't live in this house anymore."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"I'll go find the director of the subdistrict office and ask her to teach Yan Bugui a lesson."

Jia Zhang knew how powerful Director Zhang was and she would not tolerate any injustice.

After saying that, Jia Zhang trotted out. Unexpectedly, her short legs could move quite fast.

Yan Bugui felt bitter, damn, this trick is going to fail, should I hang myself up now?

"Old Yan, please don't be upset. If you leave, our whole family will starve to death."

When they reached the stairs, Yang Ruihua cried and held onto Yan Bugui tightly.

"But...but he, Jia Dongxu, is not a good son and is too much of a bully."

Yan Bugui was indignant.

Tan Guihua in the crowd just watched silently without saying anything, and the miserable look on her face became more and more obvious. Yi Zhonghai specifically told her that she didn't need to ask about this matter, as Yi Zhonghai would take care of everything. So she just watched in the crowd without saying anything.

"Uncle Yan, go back and stop making trouble. It won't be good for you if you continue to make trouble."

"Jia Dongxu, you...you...poof..."

Yan Bugui felt a sweetness in his throat and a bloody smell spread out. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

Yang Ruihua kept looking at Yan Bugui with concern. Seeing that Yan Bugui was about to fall down, he hurriedly helped him up. Fortunately, Yan Bugui was very thin. If he was a little fatter, Yang Ruihua would not be able to support him.

Everyone in the compound was terrified. Someone was going to die.

It’s no longer possible to live in this courtyard. I’d better find some connections and move out as soon as possible.

Jia Dongxu's face also changed. If Yan Bugui really died, it would be a serious matter. If Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu came out to testify again, he would probably have to eat peanuts.

Should I give him this money?

Jia Dongxu actually had less than three hundred yuan on him.

When they collected money, they collected 2,600 yuan in total. He brought 2,500 yuan yesterday and kept 100 yuan for himself. In addition, during the second gambling, Mahjong gave him 200 yuan, which he used to buy two roast chickens. Therefore, Jia Dongxu still had more than 270 yuan.

Then I thought again, no, I can’t give it to you.

If I give it to Yan Bugui, what about Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu? The sum of their money is 2,100 yuan. Not to mention that I don't have a job now, even if I did, how long would it take to save that much money?

I won’t give it to you, even if you die.

The determination not to give money must not change.

Jia Dongxu reaffirmed his belief.

Yang Ruihua pinched Yan Bugui's Ren Zhong point and rubbed his chest to help him breathe smoothly. After a series of operations, Yan Bugui slowly woke up.

After spurting out this mouthful of blood, Yan Bugui looked like he had aged ten years. His face was pale, his eyes were empty, and he shouted weakly: Jia Dongxu, give me back my money.

Seeing Yan Bugui wake up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as no one dies in the compound, it's fine. Natural deaths don't count. As long as there are no sudden deaths, it's fine.

"Move aside, move aside, Director Zhang is here."

Jia Zhang led the way in front, shouting and pulling the crowd with her hands.

"Director Zhang, you have to make the decision for me."

Yan Bugui struggled to kneel down, which scared Director Zhang. She had not expected Yan Bugui to do this. What would happen if someone complained about him?

Director Zhang said hurriedly: "Yan Bugui, if you dare to kneel down, I will leave now."

Just with this one sentence, Yan Bugui really didn't dare to kneel. Director Zhang was his last hope now, and he couldn't lose his last hope by kneeling down.