Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

After Jia Dongxu came out of his house, holding the one dollar tightly in his hand, he hurried towards his destination. He passed through alleys and alleys and finally arrived in front of a small courtyard with a single door.

Jia Dongxu stood still, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door gently. The knocking sound had a certain rhythm: first three consecutive knocks, then a pause and then two more knocks.

After a while, the door slowly opened. Behind the door was an old man who looked about 60 years old. After he opened the door, his eyes fell on Jia Dongxu and he asked, "Did you bring the money?"

Jia Dongxu stood outside the door, a little nervous, but didn't say much. He quickly took out the dollar from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the money, checked it carefully, and after making sure there was no problem, he nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get it for you." After that, he turned and walked into the house.

Jia Dongxu waited quietly at the door. After a while, the old man appeared again with a package wrapped in cloth in his hand. He handed the package to Jia Dongxu and said, "This is what you want to buy."

Jia Dongxu took the package and breathed a sigh of relief. The old man simply closed the door and locked it. The entire transaction process was very simple and mysterious, which made people curious about this small courtyard.

(As to when the movement to dispel superstition began, some say it started with the founding of the People’s Republic of China, some say it was in 56, and some say it was in 58. There are many different opinions. Zidong doesn’t know the exact year. The book describes these plots only to advance the plot, so don’t take it too seriously.)

Jia Dongxu walked out of the city holding the package, feeling a little relieved that he could finally go burn paper for his dead father.

The moonlight shone through the curtains onto the bed. Xu Damao lay leisurely on the soft bed with a satisfied smile on his lips. He was humming a tuneless little tune and was in a particularly good mood.

At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps in the room. A graceful woman with gorgeous makeup walked in. She had just put on a light dress, her hair was a little messy, but her face was filled with a charming smile. Her eyes fell on Xu Damao and she whispered softly, "Uncle, are you satisfied with my service?"

Xu Damao turned his head upon hearing the voice, his eyes lazily swept over the woman in front of him who was spending the rain and rain with him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. He coughed lightly and said slowly: "Well, not bad, your service is very thoughtful. If I come again in the future, I will definitely look for you." After that, his eyes returned to the woman again, with a trace of greed and possessiveness in his eyes.

Hearing Xu Damao's praise, the woman laughed even more happily, and her giggles were as clear and sweet as silver bells. She walked closer to Xu Damao, reached out and gently stroked his chest, and said in a charming tone: "Thank you so much, uncle. Remember to come and play with Xiao Cui more often when you have time~" As she spoke, her fingers gently stroked Xu Damao's neck, leaving an ambiguous mark.

Xu Damao was aroused by the woman's behavior. He sat up from the bed, took the woman into his arms, lowered his head and blew into her ear, and said softly, "No problem, but you have to help me put on my clothes first."

The woman's cheeks blushed slightly, she threw a coquettish glance at Xu Damao, and then said gently: "Xiao Cui knows, sir, let Xiao Cui help you dress." As she spoke, she began to tidy up Xu Damao's clothes, her movements gentle and skillful.

In the hospital, Shazhu was lying on the bed, looking a little dazed.

He Yushui looked at the miserable state of her brother Sha Zhu and hated Ye Fan in her heart. She had already planned to take revenge on Ye Fan who broke her brother's leg.

Sha Zhu looked at his sister and asked, "Sister, tell me the truth. The doctor said my leg can't be cured."

He Yushui's face looked a little unhappy when she heard this. She bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, but she still said, "Brother, the doctor said that as long as you rest assured, your leg won't be a big problem."

Sha Zhu looked at his tightly wrapped legs, sighed, and said: "Sister, you still didn't tell me the truth! Ye Fan broke my knee, how could there be no impact." Sha Zhu paused again and said: "I didn't expect Ye Fan to be so powerful. Even though I attacked first, he counterattacked so much faster than me."

When He Yushui heard Sha Zhu mention Ye Fan, he snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, brother, don't worry about Ye Fan's affairs. I will help you get revenge later."

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu curled his lips and said, "Even your brother can't do it. How can a little girl like you help your brother to avenge him?"

He Yushui nodded very seriously and said firmly: "I want to marry Ye Fan and let him serve you like a cow or a horse for the rest of your life."

After hearing this, Sha Zhu almost choked on his own saliva and coughed several times. Then he looked at his sister He Yushui in surprise and asked in disbelief, "Sister, what did you just say?"

He Yushui looked at Sha Zhu and replied impatiently: "Brother, what's wrong with you? It's ok that your legs are broken, but are your ears broken too? Can't you hear what I say clearly?"

Sha Zhu gave a helpless smile and explained, "It's not that I couldn't hear clearly, I just couldn't believe it! Ye Fan broke my legs, and you still want to marry him?"

He Yushui looked at Sha Zhu with a serious face and said solemnly: "Brother, you don't understand. After I marry Ye Fan, I can naturally ask him to take care of you. In this way, he will have to serve you eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping, and let him work like a cow and a horse for our He family for the rest of his life."

Sha Zhu widened his eyes and stared at He Yushui. He really wanted to reach out and touch her forehead to see if her brain was damaged by the fever. How could she come up with such a ridiculous idea?

Sha Zhu looked at He Yushui with a silly expression and said, "Sister, if it doesn't work, you should go see a doctor too! Check your brain."

He Yushui became a little angry when he heard this, and slapped Sha Zhu on the broken leg.

Sha Zhu cried out in pain, "Ouch, sister, you can't murder your own brother!"

He Yushui was so angry for a moment that he forgot that Shazhu's leg was broken. Now he said anxiously: "Brother, I didn't mean it. I'll go call the doctor now." With that, He Yushui ran out of the ward.

Jia Dongxu came to a desolate place outside the city, took out some paper money, lit a candle, and burned the paper money, muttering to himself: "Dad, I'm burning paper money for you and giving you money, so please give those things back to me and return my little brother to me!"

Jia Dongxu was very sincere and there was not a single bit of falsehood, because after all, it was related to his sexual happiness for the rest of his life.

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