In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

The afternoon sun shone softly on the country road. Wang Jianguo, Cheng Hai, Zhao Shuzhuo and Director Song, with full expectations for building a house, walked hurriedly but enthusiastically towards Director Liu's house.

Along the way, the cold winter wind blew from time to time, rustling the dry grass leaves on the roadside, but the enthusiasm in everyone's hearts did not diminish in the slightest.

Director Song walked in front, with an upright posture and steady steps. Although the years had left traces on his face, they had also endowed him with a sense of calmness and wisdom.

From time to time, he looked back at the three young men behind him, his eyes full of concern and encouragement. He also muttered some interesting stories about his past dealings with Director Liu, which added a bit of relaxation to the originally somewhat tense schedule.

Wang Jianguo followed behind Director Song. He was tall and strong. He walked with his head held high and his eyes were full of determination.

At this moment, he was both looking forward to building a brick house and worried about whether he could successfully negotiate the cooperation with the brick factory.

With every step he took, he was thinking about how to start the conversation when he met Director Liu later and how to express his needs clearly.

Cheng Hai sat closely beside Wang Jianguo. He was a little thin and had an introverted personality. He didn't say much along the way, but his eyes were always focused on everything around him.

When he heard the jokes told by Director Song, he would smile and occasionally add a short but precise comment or two, showing his delicate mind.

Zhao Shuzhuo was the smartest. He jumped to the front and walked side by side with Director Song, asking some details about Director Liu's preferences, temper and so on.

After a while, he fell behind again and exchanged his ideas with Cheng Hai and Wang Jianguo, trying to adjust everyone's thinking to the best state.

His eyes were shining, as if all difficulties could be solved in his eyes.

In this way, the group walked for a while, turned a few corners, and finally, the slightly quaint gate of Director Liu's house appeared in front of them.

Before entering the door, cheerful laughter flowed out like a clear spring, instantly entering everyone's ears.

The laughter was hearty and heroic, like a group of old friends reuniting after a long separation, sharing the joys of life without restraint, which was very contagious.

Wang Jianguo and the other three subconsciously slowed down their pace and listened quietly. Although they didn't know what the people in the room were laughing at, the joy was like a spring breeze, quietly soaking their hearts.

Before they knew it, everyone's face was filled with smiles, and the slight fatigue caused by the journey was swept away.

Wang Jianguo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, as if he was imagining the lively scene in the house; Cheng Hai's smile was a little shy, he pursed his lips gently, with curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Shuzhuo was so excited that he rubbed his hands, wishing he could push the door open and join in the joyful atmosphere. Director Song stood at the front with a kind smile on his face, and he listened attentively for a while.

As if he heard a familiar voice in the laughter, his smile became deeper, and then he raised his hand and gently knocked on the door of Director Liu's house.

The group arrived at the door of Director Liu's house. The vermilion door looked particularly heavy under the afternoon sun. Zhao Shuzhuo volunteered to be the first to go forward and knock on the door.

He raised his hand slightly, bent his fingers, and gently tapped on the door with his knuckles, making a series of "knock knock knock" sounds. The sound seemed quite soft outside the quiet courtyard.

Perhaps the knock on the door was too soft and was easily drowned out by the noise inside the house; or perhaps the people in the house were immersed in laughter and joy, and were so excited that they had no time to care about anything else.

In short, after a long time, there was deathly silence inside the door and no one came to open it.

Zhao Shuzhuo stood at the door, a trace of anxiety flashed across his face. He frowned slightly and listened attentively to the movements in the house, trying to determine whether his knocking on the door was really not heard.

Seeing still no response, he gritted his teeth and had no choice but to increase the strength of his hands.

This time, he clenched his fists and smashed the door hard with his protruding knuckles. Each hit was accompanied by a dull echo, and the "bang bang bang" sounds immediately broke the silence around him.

At the same time, he raised his voice and shouted:

"Is Director Liu home?"

The voice was high and clear, with a hint of urgency and expectation, and it echoed over the courtyard. In order to let the people in the house hear more clearly, he even stood on tiptoe, put his mouth close to the crack of the door, and shouted over and over again.

Just when everyone was getting anxious, a clear response finally came from the room:

"Here I come, please wait a moment."

There was a sense of haste in the voice, as if he was hastily withdrawing from the lively conversation. Then, a sound of footsteps approached from afar, "da da da" moving towards the door.

When Zhao Shuzhuo heard the response, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the anxious look on his face faded a little. He took a step back, straightened his collar, and looked at Wang Jianguo and others beside him. There was a hint of expectation in each of them's eyes.

Everyone was silently thinking about how to negotiate the bricks for building the house when they met Director Liu. This crucial meeting was about to begin.

The warm afternoon sun lazily sprinkled on the ground in the courtyard. A group of people stood quietly in front of Director Liu's house, holding their breath and waiting. Only to hear the sound of footsteps coming from far away, the rhythm gradually became clear, breaking the moment of silence.

The door slowly opened, and the first person to come into view was a middle-aged woman. She was tall and straight, standing at the door like a pine tree, giving people an aura of majesty without anger.

She has a pretty face, and the years do not seem to have left too many traces on her face. Her skin is fair and rosy, and her eyes and eyebrows reveal the boldness and generosity unique to northern women.

Under the high nose bridge, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, with a hint of innate friendliness. At first glance, he has a typical northern appearance.

She was Director Liu's wife Song Na. At this moment, she looked at Wang Jianguo and the other two in front of her, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Among the three young men, Wang Jianguo was tall and strong, with a straight posture, a simple and honest smile on his face, but his eyes showed a bit of restraint and expectation.

Zhao Shuzhuo has a sturdy figure, and his face shows cleverness. His eyes are rolling around, revealing his intelligence, and he is looking around with curiosity.

Cheng Hai was a little shy, with a thin figure. He lowered his head slightly, his hands clasped nervously in front of him, and occasionally raised his eyes to take a peek.

These three unfamiliar faces made Song Na wonder in her heart, secretly thinking about their origins. After all, it was rare to see strangers suddenly visiting on the first day of the Lunar New Year.