Siheyuan: Rebirth of Liu Ergou

A group of people noisily carried Jia Zhang to the high platform. "Jia Zhang, do you know what this is about? You have made Wanshouwujiang into a delicious potato. The working people are going to judge you."

After being criticized by everyone, Jia Zhang, who was usually brave and aggressive, was frightened out of her wits. Even if she was good at throwing tantrums, she didn't dare to act recklessly at this time.

Suddenly, a commotion broke the quiet streets. A group of young men wearing red armbands rushed out like a storm, their eyes flashing with an inexplicable enthusiasm and anger. Their target was Jia Zhang, who was known for being mean among the neighbors.

"Beat this old bastard to death!" a young man roared, swinging his fist and hitting Jia Zhang fiercely. Others joined in, punching and kicking like raindrops, and each blow was accompanied by vicious curses.

Jia Zhang's shrill cries echoed in the air. She tried to struggle, but to no avail. The fierceness of the young men with red armbands was aroused more and more by her cries and begging for mercy, as if this was some kind of ritual, a kind of catharsis that was vital to them.

Soon, Jia Zhang's cries gradually weakened and eventually turned into silence. She lay on the ground, her body twitching continuously, and her blood dyed the ground red, forming an extremely horrifying scene. The crowd of onlookers began to talk about it, some were horrified, some were indifferent, and more were curious.

Jia Dongxu, the son of Jia Zhang, had red eyes at this time, as if he was about to spit fire. He was ready to rush forward and fight desperately, but was grabbed by Liu Yi who was standing by. Liu Yi's eyes were calm and firm, he knew that being impulsive at this time would only make things worse.

"The person is almost dead, it's better not to beat him to death." At this time, the second uncle Liu Haizhong slowly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty. After hearing this, everyone dispersed, as if this sudden violence was just a short dream.

Jia Dongxu, Liu Yi, and He Yuzhu rushed Jia Zhang to the hospital. On the way, they felt heavy and complicated. They knew that even if Jia Zhang could survive, her life would be changed forever.

In the hospital, doctors urgently treated Jia Zhang. But in the end, she still had one leg broken. This news weighed on Jia Dongxu's heart like a huge rock. He couldn't imagine how his mother's life would go on in the future.

The group of young people wearing red armbands seemed to be just passers-by in this tragedy. They disappeared into the depths of the streets, leaving behind blood all over the ground and an unforgettable memory of horror.

When Jia Zhang woke up, she found that she had lost a leg. She cried in pain and cursed those who hurt her. Jia Dongxu stayed by her side silently, feeling guilty and helpless.

As time went by, the life of the Jia family became extremely difficult. Jia Zhang's temper became even worse due to her disability, and she often lost her temper with her family. Jia Dongxu worked hard to support the family.

However, fate did not seem to let the Jia family go. One day, Jia Dongxu had an accident at work and was seriously injured. The Jia family's financial situation worsened and their lives fell into despair.

Just when the Jia family was in trouble, an old man named Jia Wenbo appeared. He claimed to be a distant relative of Jia Zhang and was willing to help them through the difficult times. Who is this mysterious man? What changes will his appearance bring to the Jia family?

Jia Zhang looked at Jia Wenbo, cursed him and told him to get out of the Jia family. Jia Wenbo left in shame.

"Mom, why are you so angry? Who is this Jia Wenbo? I have never seen him in my life."

Looking at her son Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhang said with trembling lips that this was his uncle, a prodigal son, and asked Jia Dongxu to stay away from him.