Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

Chapter 774 Yan Bugui's Plan 8

Yi Zhonghai walked forward slowly with steady and brisk steps, and every step seemed to be full of praise and recognition for the third uncle. He came to the third uncle, raised his hand slightly, and gently patted the third uncle's slightly thin but resolute shoulder. The strength of this pat was just right, showing the care of the elders for the younger generation, and full of sincere appreciation for the third uncle's outstanding performance.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai's face was filled with a gratified smile, and that smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling all the haze and making the entire courtyard seem brighter. He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a tone full of emotion and praise: "Old Third, you really gave our Siheyuan head a face this time! You know, the educational concepts and methods you shared at the exchange meeting this time are all practical and useful things. Even I, who have been working in the Siheyuan for so many years and think I am knowledgeable, feel that I have benefited a lot after listening to it. It's like groping in the dark for a long time, and suddenly seeing a bright light, which gave me a new direction and ideas. The children of our Siheyuan will be blessed in the future! With such a good educational example and method like you, they will definitely be able to take fewer detours on the road of learning, thrive, and become talents useful to society."

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, the third uncle's face flashed with surprise, but he quickly regained his humble look. He smiled and waved his hands, which gently swayed in the air, as if to dispel the excessive praise. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes revealing sincerity and gratitude, and said modestly: "Uncle Yi, you are too kind. I am really not as great as you say. In fact, this is all because of everyone's support for me. When I encountered difficulties and doubts, they provided me with a lot of ideas and inspiration. The neighbors in our courtyard are all warm-hearted. When I tell everyone what I think, everyone will actively express their opinions and give me advice. And He Yuzhu also helped me a lot. Although he looks careless at ordinary times, he is serious and responsible when doing things. When I was writing the speech, I encountered many problems. Sometimes my thoughts were not clear, and sometimes my language expression was inaccurate. If he hadn't been patiently helping me to revise and give suggestions, I might not be able to prepare this speech so smoothly. Maybe at the exchange meeting, I would be so nervous that I would stutter and make a lot of jokes."

He Yuzhu listened to Third Uncle's words, and his already rosy face became even redder, like a ripe apple. He scratched his head sheepishly, and that action was somewhat naive. He chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and said: "Third Uncle, please don't flatter me. I just put in a little effort, and it is you who are really amazing. You usually like to delve into these educational matters, and you have a lot of knowledge. Your speech was clear and logical, and those experts were stunned. I was sitting in the audience at the time, listening to what you said, I felt that it was very reasonable, and I couldn't help but admire you. I thought that if I have a child in the future, I must let you, Third Uncle, teach him well."

At this moment, among the crowd who were originally listening quietly, a voice full of excitement and joy suddenly emerged from somewhere, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Uncle San, you are now the great contributor to our Siheyuan! Look, your wonderful speech at the exchange meeting shocked those experts and earned enough face for our Siheyuan. This must be celebrated!" This voice was like a ignited fuse, and instantly the crowd exploded.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately stirring up ripples and receiving a warm and positive response from everyone. Various echoes came from the crowd one after another. A young and strong man clenched his fists, waved them excitedly, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Yes, celebrate! Uncle San is so awesome, we must have a good time!" An old lady next to him also smiled, clapping her hands and echoing: "That's right, Uncle San has brought honor to our courtyard, we can't miss this celebration!" There was also a little child, jumping in the crowd, shouting in a baby voice: "Celebrate, celebrate, Uncle San is the best!" Everyone was talking at the same time, and the enthusiasm seemed to want to overturn the roof of the entire courtyard.

In the crowd, a straightforward elder brother, with his hands on his hips, asked loudly: "Uncle San, tell me, how should we celebrate? Should we go out to a big restaurant for a good meal, or just have a lively party in our yard?" When everyone heard this, they all quieted down and looked at Uncle San with anticipation in their eyes, as if he was the commander-in-chief of this celebration.

The third uncle smiled and looked around. His gentle and kind eyes, like the warm sunshine in spring, swept across everyone's enthusiastic faces one by one. Looking at everyone's smiling faces full of expectation and joy, the third uncle's heart was filled with emotion, as if a warm current was slowly flowing in his heart. He lowered his head slightly and thought seriously. A picture of everyone sitting together, laughing and having fun emerged in his mind. Then, he raised his head, his face filled with a confident and hearty smile, and said: "How about this, no one will cook today. Let's pool our money to set up a few tables in the yard and have a good meal. It's my treat! You all usually take care of me so much, this time it is my way of thanking you for your support and help."

When everyone heard what Third Uncle said, they were stunned at first, and then, as if the pot had exploded, they cheered. A young girl jumped up excitedly, waving her hands in the air, and shouted loudly: "Long live Third Uncle! Third Uncle is so generous!" Several young men nearby also followed suit, clapping and shouting: "Okay, Third Uncle is generous! Let's go prepare it now!" The children also cheered and ran around the table, shouting: "There are delicious foods, there are delicious foods!"

The neighbors took action one after another, and the efficiency was amazing. Several young and strong men volunteered to take on the task of purchasing ingredients. They walked towards the vegetable market with big strides and hurriedly, discussing which fresh vegetables and delicious meats to buy along the way. Several aunts returned to their homes and moved out all the unused tables, chairs and benches at home, one after another. Although they were exhausted and out of breath, their faces were always filled with smiles. There were also several clever girls who helped to set up the venue. They decorated the yard with colorful balloons and ribbons, and placed bright flowers on each table, making the whole yard instantly warm and festive.

Soon, the yard was as lively as the Chinese New Year. Several tables were neatly put together to form a large dining table. It was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes, including fragrant braised pork, whose bright red color made people salivate; fresh and juicy steamed fish, sprinkled with green chopped green onions and red chili shreds, which were delicious; and golden and crispy fried spring rolls, which were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, full of happiness. In addition, there were all kinds of cold dishes, stir-fried seasonal vegetables and delicious soups, which made people dazzled and didn't know which one to eat first. The whole yard was filled with tempting aromas, as if calling everyone to come and taste this sumptuous food.

While everyone was busy and the whole courtyard was immersed in a cheerful and lively atmosphere, Liu Haizhong, who was competitive and not very broad-minded, sat alone at the door of his house. He was like a sculpture, motionless in that shabby chair, with a gloomy face, which was like the sky before a storm, covered with dark clouds, which made people feel scared.

His eyes were fixed on the lively scene in the yard, full of jealousy and resentment. In the yard, neighbors were walking around. Some were skillfully frying the dishes in the pot. The "clang clang" sound of the spatula hitting the bottom of the pot was like a cheerful symphony. Some were carefully bringing the carefully arranged fruit platter to the table. The colorful fruits looked particularly tempting under the sunshine. There was also a group of children gathered around the plate of candies, chattering about which one to eat first, and occasionally making crisp laughter. This lively scene was like a handful of sharp thorns, piercing straight into the heart of the bangs.

He felt more and more upset, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. In his subconscious, he was the most prestigious and capable person in the courtyard. He felt that he had the final say in the courtyard, and all matters, big or small, had to be approved by him, and everyone was in awe of him. He had always dreamed of becoming the focus of the courtyard one day, receiving everyone's praise and admiration. But now, all this glory should have belonged to him, and he had originally planned to find an opportunity to show his "talent" in front of everyone, but now he was robbed of the limelight by the third uncle. The third uncle's wonderful speech at the seminar made him feel like a star whose light was covered and no one cared about it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The anger in his heart was like a volcano, ready to erupt. Finally, he couldn't help but stand up with a bang. The movement was so large that the chair next to him shook. He took big steps and walked angrily towards the center of the yard. Every step seemed to be filled with endless anger, and the ground made a "dong dong" sound, as if he was announcing his dissatisfaction to the whole world.

When everyone saw Liu Haizhong approaching aggressively, they all stopped what they were doing, and the lively scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at him in unison, with doubts, surprise, and a hint of uneasiness in their eyes. The children stopped laughing and playing, and stood obediently behind the adults, curiously looking at this "uninvited guest" who suddenly broke into the lively scene.

Yi Zhonghai frowned, and his forehead, which was already full of wrinkles, wrinkled even tighter now, as if it could hold a pen. He knew Liu Haizhong's temper very well, and knew that if he came here at this time, there would definitely be some unpleasant things. So, he walked up quickly, blocked Liu Haizhong like a wall, with a gentle but serious expression on his face, and said: "Old Liu, today is a happy day, everyone is celebrating the good results achieved by the third uncle in the seminar. The third uncle has put in a lot of effort for this speech, and he has brought honor to our courtyard, and we should be proud of him. Don't spoil everyone's fun, let's have a happy meal together and celebrate."

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Liu Haizhong not only did not calm down, but snorted coldly, the sound was as cold as coming from an ice cellar. He curled his lips in disdain, squinted at the people around him, and said: "Celebrate? What's there to celebrate? It's just a speech, what's the big deal. I think you guys are just making trouble. Maybe the speech of the third uncle was copied, or maybe he just happened to say something nice on the stage. We have talented people in our courtyard, why is it his turn to be in the limelight?" As he spoke, he waved his arms, looking like an angry fighter, trying to use his words to deny the achievements of the third uncle, and also trying to attract everyone's attention to him.

When the third uncle heard what Liu Haizhong said, he was not angry. Instead, he walked up to him and said with a smile, "Old Liu, I know you may have some thoughts in your mind. But this seminar is really important to me, and I just want to bring honor to our Siheyuan. If you have any dissatisfaction, we can talk about it in a good way. There is no need to make it unpleasant in front of everyone."

Liu Haizhong didn't appreciate it. He glared at him and said loudly, "Stop pretending here. You are just trying to show off in front of everyone to show that you are better than me. I tell you, I don't accept it!"

He Yuzhu was furious when he heard this. He rushed to Liu Haizhong, pointed at his nose and said, "Liu Haizhong, don't be ungrateful. You know how much effort Uncle San has put into this seminar. Not only did you not help, you also made small moves behind the scenes, and now you are making trouble here. If you don't want to celebrate, go back to your home and don't affect everyone's mood here."

Liu Haizhong was angered by He Yuzhu's words. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight. Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai quickly stood between the two and shouted, "Stop it! What do you want to do? Fighting in the courtyard is not decent!"

The third uncle quickly grabbed He Yuzhu and said, "Yuzhu, don't be impulsive. We are here to celebrate today, not to quarrel."

At this moment, a burst of crisp applause suddenly came from the gate of the courtyard. Everyone turned around and saw that it was Director Wang from the Street Office. Director Wang walked into the courtyard with a smile and said, "Wow, it's so lively! I heard that our courtyard has a great talent who shined at the seminar, so I came here specially to congratulate him."

The third uncle quickly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Director Wang, you are too polite. It is because of everyone's support and encouragement that I have the opportunity to achieve this result."

Director Wang patted Uncle San on the shoulder and said, "Uncle San, you are too modest. We have all heard your speech, which was very wonderful and brought honor to our street. On behalf of the Street Office, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you."

Director Wang took out a silk banner from his bag, handed it to the uncle, and said, "This is the silk banner prepared for you by the Street Office. I hope you can continue to work hard and make greater contributions to the education cause of our street."

The third uncle received the banner and was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He held Director Wang's hand tightly and said, "Director Wang, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down. I will continue to work hard to provide better education for the children in our neighborhood."

Director Wang nodded with satisfaction, then looked around and said, "Today is a good day, let's celebrate it. I also wish our courtyard will become better and better, and everyone's life will become happier and happier."