Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

After finally getting off work today, Xu Damao rode his bike home with a frustrated look on his face, worrying about his little brother as he went.

A few days ago, he took some time to go to the hospital again. The doctor was surprised to see him. After prescribing medicine, the doctor worriedly warned him: "Comrade Xu, you must not have this disease again. If you have it again, the medicine will not work, and you will be like this for the rest of your life."

"Hey~"

Xu Damao sighed. If he had known earlier, he would not have divorced Lin Xiu. He was exhausted after a long day and now he had to go home and make medicine for himself.

Xu Damao was just thinking about something when he passed an alley when a man suddenly came over from the side of the road. The man quickly stuck a wooden stick into the front wheel of his bicycle. After the front wheel was stuck, it stopped suddenly and the whole bicycle did a front flip.

Xu Damao's bicycle was also thrown out and fell heavily to the ground, making him dizzy.

Before Xu Damao could regain consciousness, he was put into a sack, and then a group of people wearing masks surrounded him and beat him up.

After being beaten, Xu Damao realized that he was hit by a club!

He quickly protected his vital parts while shouting: "Murder, fire, help!"

It would have been fine if Xu Damao hadn't shouted, but his shouting made people angry. A young man glared at them, suddenly pulled out the wooden stick stuck in the bicycle, and smashed it hard on Xu Damao's legs!

"what!!!"

Xu Damao's legs were broken again!

No, all three of his legs are disabled.

On the other side, Liu Haizhong was walking towards the courtyard with a gloomy face. Now all he could think about was how to please Director Li and get him back into the cadre team.

Should I take out all the things I secretly stole before? But wouldn't that mean my work would be in vain?

Liu Haizhong was daydreaming when suddenly, someone put a sack in his hand from behind.

Liu Haizhong was thick-skinned and tough, and he struggled a few more times, trying to pull the sack off his head.

But if a group of people come to hit him with clubs, how can he succeed?

A man nearby hit him with a stick with great force, breaking his arm on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a stick hit Liu Haizhong on the back. Liu Haizhong staggered a few steps and was knocked to the ground, and then was beaten severely by a group of people.

Ever since Liu Haizhong was removed from his post, Wang Bo has become the only person in charge of the compound. Today, two people were suddenly attacked by clubs, so of course he volunteered to gather a group of people to go to the hospital to help.

In fact, it was others who were helping, he was just there to watch the fun.

Wang Bo looked at the two people with broken arms and legs and couldn't help but shook his head.

"Uncle, do you know what's going on?"

"Isn't it obvious? They were retaliated against. When they were in power, they beat them to death. Now that they have lost their power, how can they not seek revenge? Not beating them to death is already a light punishment!"

At this point, Wang Bo looked proud again: "Look at me, Third Uncle. I never kill people. I always torture them to death!"

Everyone looked at Wang Bo in silence. What was there to be proud of? How could this guy be so shameless!

Liu Haizhong was fine, he only broke an arm. But after Xu Damao broke both legs, he couldn't walk, so he had to call his parents over to take care of him.

Sha Zhu, who broke his leg a few days ago, could not be left unattended. Yu Shui had to go to work, and Li Cuilan had to take care of her grandson and the deaf old lady, so she could only hire an old man to take care of Sha Zhu for ten dollars a month.

Just then, it was a beautiful autumn day. The old man was pushing a wheelchair and taking Sha Zhu for a stroll in the yard. They happened to meet Xu Damao who had just returned from the hospital.

Seeing Xu Damao also had two broken legs and was groaning while sitting in a wheelchair, Sha Zhu was amused.

"Grandson, you deserve this day! Let me say that the robber was soft-hearted. He should have broken all five of your limbs!"

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Xu Damao seemed to be provoked, pointing at Sha Zhu and yelling hysterically: "Sha Zhu, what are you talking about! Your legs are broken, and your whole family's legs are broken!"

Sha Zhu was frightened by Xu Damao's crazy look. Suddenly, Sha Zhu reacted and said with a smirk, "Xu Damao, you are not doing well again, hahaha!"

As autumn turns to winter, the whole city is covered in silver with heavy snowfall. It is New Year's Eve again, and every household in the courtyard prepares a table of delicious food to celebrate the arrival of the new year.

At the deaf old lady's house, Shazhu's legs have gotten much better and he can walk a few steps. At this moment, he is sitting in a wheelchair and cooking for everyone.

In the past few months, Li Cuilan and Lin Xiu often went to take care of Sha Zhu, and Sha Zhu was very grateful. In order to repay them, Sha Zhu was the one who prepared the dishes for New Year's Eve.

"The chicken soup is ready!"

Sha Zhu shouted and tried to stand up holding the casserole.

Lin Xiu on the side hurried over to take the stewed chicken soup from Sha Zhu, "Let me do it, Sha Zhu, don't fall."

Inadvertently, their hands touched each other, Lin Xiu's face turned red immediately, and she quickly put the casserole on the table.

Even Sha Zhu, a thirty-year-old man, felt shy.

"Uncle He's cooking is so delicious!"

Li Youyu shouted at this time, and finally resolved the awkwardness between the two people. The group of people started eating the New Year's Eve dinner while chatting and laughing.

At Yan Bugui's house, it was Yan Jiefang who used chopsticks to divide the food. He basically put all the meat dishes on his own and Yan Jiekuang's plates, and gave the vegetarian dishes to others.

Yu Li endured for a long time, and when she wanted to open her mouth to speak, Yan Jiecheng held her arm. Yan Jiecheng gave her a look, and Yu Li understood that these two brothers-in-law were now quite arrogant and domineering. If they were provoked, they would even dare to drag out their own father for a fight!

Yan Bugui, who was sitting on the side, frowned and looked at the food on his plate. Not only was there no meat, but the portion was the smallest. He couldn't help but complain:

"I say Jiefang, our family has always been about fairness and justice. Your share is too inappropriate. Besides, I earned money to buy these meals, so it doesn't make sense for me to get the least."

Yan Jiefang knocked on the plate with his chopsticks and said arrogantly: "Dad, do you know why we call you stinky old ninths? Because your line of work is ranked after the eight crimes, and you are also the objects of our lives. It's good enough to let you eat at the table. Don't make things uncomfortable during the New Year!"

Yan Jiekuang on the side also said: "Dad, you still dare to ask us for money? Do you know that our meals and accommodation are free wherever we go? What you said is not nice. You are opposing our entire movement!"

"No no!"

Yan Bugui quickly waved his hands to deny it, "Dad was wrong, I apologize to you, Dad will study hard and improve my consciousness!"

"That's right," Yan Jiefang was quite satisfied with Yan Bugui's performance. He tapped the plate with his chopsticks again and said, "Eat!"