Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

Chapter 772 Yan Bugui's Plan 6

However, just as Yan Bugui and He Yuzhu were fully immersed in the enthusiastic and positive atmosphere of preparing for their speeches, the originally harmonious and cheerful atmosphere in the courtyard seemed to be quietly changing because of what was about to happen. A face with a gloomy face in the bangs, like a dark cloud, appeared silently at the ancient and time-traveled door of the courtyard.

Liu Haizhong's recent life was so frustrating. Yi Zhonghai's reputation in the courtyard was rising like mushrooms after rain. Whether it was the gossip of the neighbors or the affairs of the courtyard, everyone was more willing to listen to Yi Zhonghai's opinions, as if his words were the golden rule. This made Liu Haizhong very anxious. He had always thought highly of himself and always felt that he should have a place in the courtyard, but now Yi Zhonghai's popularity completely overshadowed him, which made him feel very confused and depressed.

At this moment, he saw at a glance that the third uncle Yan Bugui and He Yuzhu were talking and laughing, and they were very close. Sometimes the two of them gathered together to discuss the details of the speech in a low voice, and sometimes they laughed heartily. The harmonious atmosphere seemed to form an invisible circle, excluding Liu Haizhong. At this moment, the jealousy and uneasiness in Liu Haizhong's heart grew wildly like ignited weeds. He felt that the intimacy between Yan Bugui and He Yuzhu was like a silent mockery of him, making his position in the courtyard seem more and more embarrassing and insignificant.

Liu Haizhong felt as if his chest was blocked by a huge stone, making him feel suffocated. He took steps as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and walked step by step towards the direction of Yan Bugui and He Yuzhu. With every step he took, he felt as if the ground beneath his feet was shaking, as if protesting against his inner anger and unwillingness at the moment. There was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes, and his gaze was like a cold blade, shooting straight at Yan Bugui and He Yuzhu. The corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and he pursed them tightly into a straight line. He looked like a vicious dog whose territory had been robbed, exuding a dangerous aura, and might pounce and bite at any time.

Finally, he walked in front of the two people, stood still, deliberately raised his voice, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Hey, Yan Bugui, are you busy?" The voice was long and dragged out, with obvious disdain and provocation, as if he was deliberately provoking a dispute. He raised his chin slightly, his eyes were full of contempt for Yan Bugui, as if he was waiting to see Yan Bugui make a fool of himself or panic.

Uncle Sanda and He Yuzhu were immersed in a heated discussion about speeches at the education seminar. Sometimes they argued over a certain point of view, and sometimes they high-fived and cheered for a wonderful argument. They were so focused that it seemed as if the whole world was just them and the upcoming speech. However, this harmonious and energetic atmosphere was ruthlessly cut by this sudden voice like a sharp blade. The voice was sharp and harsh, with an indescribable yin and yang tone, which instantly brought the originally heated discussion to an abrupt end.

Uncle San and He Yuzhu looked up, their faces still showing the enthusiasm for discussion, but their eyes were filled with a hint of doubt and vigilance. Uncle San took a closer look and found that the person coming was Liu Haizhong. He had his hands folded in front of his chest, a mocking smile on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes revealed an uncomfortable contempt. Uncle San frowned slightly, and his brows were like two small hills, instantly filled with displeasure, but due to years of neighborly affection and his own cultivation, he still suppressed his unhappiness and responded politely: "Yes, Liu Haizhong, I am preparing a speech for the education seminar. This seminar is a rare opportunity, and I think if I prepare well, maybe I can bring some honor to our courtyard."

When Liu Haizhong heard what the third uncle said, he not only did not restrain his attitude, but sneered. That laugh was like the cry of a night owl, which made people feel creepy. He said sarcastically: "Speech at the seminar? Humph, Yan Bugui, you should not just focus on preparing these empty things, you should also pay attention to the things in this courtyard. You see, this courtyard has been very uneasy recently. There are a lot of trivial matters, and some people are almost overshadowing me, the team leader." As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at He Yuzhu with his eyes slanted, and his eyes were full of provocation and jealousy. The meaning couldn't be more obvious, that is, he was hinting that He Yuzhu had been too popular in the courtyard recently and had stolen his limelight and status.

He Yuzhu was a straightforward person, with a hot temper like a powder keg that could be ignited at any time. When he heard what Liu Haizhong said, he was immediately furious, and felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his forehead, and his face turned red, like a ripe tomato. He stood up from the chair with a "swoosh", and the chair slid backwards due to the force of his sudden standing up, making a sharp "creak" sound. He put his hands on his hips, his body straight, like a bull about to attack, and shouted: "Liu Haizhong, what do you mean by this? What's wrong with Yan Bugui preparing to speak? This is to win glory for our courtyard! For this speech, I don't know how many nights he has stayed up, how much information he has checked, and how much effort he has put in. As the team leader, you don't think about how to support him, and you are still here being weird. What on earth are you thinking? Can't you see others doing well?" He Yuzhu became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder, as if he wanted to release all the anger in his heart through this loud shout.

When Liu Haizhong heard He Yuzhu's ruthless retort, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. His chest, which was already a little swollen, now straightened up like a balloon filled with air, as if this could overwhelm the other party with his momentum. He put his hands on his waist, raised his head high, his eyes full of provocation and disdain, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "He Yuzhu, don't yell here, it's like a shrew scolding on the street, how can it be! I am talking about the facts. The third uncle usually teaches and educates people, which is indeed his job, and we can't find any fault with it. But now, he wants to attend a seminar. Isn't it obvious that he is not doing his job? Although our courtyard is not big, there are many things to do. There are gossips about the neighbors. Today this family has a conflict, and tomorrow that family has a dispute. Which one doesn't have to be taken care of by someone? The third uncle must have gone to the seminar, and his mind must have gone outside. Who will take care of the things in our courtyard? Do I, the team leader, have to work hard to carry it alone?"

The third uncle watched the two men's tense posture, like two roosters fighting with red eyes, ready to pounce on each other and fight at any time, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He was afraid that the two men would really fight and hurt the harmony between the neighbors, and then the harmonious atmosphere of the courtyard would be completely ruined. So he stood up quickly, and stood between the two men with hurried but steady steps, like a solid wall, trying to separate the conflict that was about to break out. With a gentle yet anxious expression on his face, he raised his hands slightly, made a soothing gesture, and said, "Liu Haizhong, Yuzhu, don't get excited, just talk it out. We have been neighbors for many years, why do we have to quarrel over such a small matter? I am attending the seminar to improve my education level. Think about it, the times are developing and educational concepts are constantly being updated. If I don't go out to study, how can I keep up with the pace of the times? When I have learned new knowledge and methods, I will be able to teach the children in our courtyard better in the future, so that they can all receive better education and have a bright future. Isn't this a good thing for our entire courtyard? Moreover, this seminar will not affect my handling of matters in the courtyard. I will only attend the seminar for a few days. When the seminar is over, I will still worry about the affairs of our courtyard with all my heart and soul as before."

After hearing what Third Uncle said, Liu Haizhong not only did not calm down, but snorted coldly, that sound seemed to come out of his nose, full of ridicule and suspicion. He glanced at Third Uncle with his eyes slanted, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Third Uncle, please don't say nice things here. It sounds good, but who knows if you will forget our courtyard after going to the seminar. There is such a colorful world outside, and there are so many new things at the seminar, you might be dazzled and forget about it. Besides, what's the use of your speech? The problems in our courtyard are all real, like whose house is leaking, who has a conflict with whom because of a small matter, how can you solve these problems by speaking at the seminar? Don't waste your energy here, it is better to focus on our courtyard, and solve these practical problems. That's the real thing."

He Yuzhu was a man with a hot temper and a clear distinction between love and hate. After listening to Liu Haizhong's words full of prejudice and malice, he felt a surge of anger rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead, burning his face red. The blush quickly spread to his entire face like the burning sunset in the sky. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and it seemed as if fire was about to burst from his eyes. His fingers were shaking slightly uncontrollably because of anger. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and pointed directly at Liu Haizhong's nose. The finger was like a sharp sword. With full of anger and disdain, he said loudly: "Liu Haizhong, you are just jealous of the third uncle! Don't think I can't see your little thoughts. The third uncle is usually as upright as a green pine. No matter what he faces, he can stick to his principles and never favor anyone. He is well-known for his good parenting. All the children in his family are sensible, filial, and promising. This is all because of the third uncle's words and deeds. The result of teaching. Everyone respects and admires him from the bottom of their hearts, and is willing to listen to him. But you, since you became the team leader, you don't know your own name, and you just put on airs and show off all day long. When something happens, you hide faster than anyone else, and you have never done anything practical for everyone. When any family in the courtyard is in trouble, you have never taken the initiative to lend a hand; when there is a conflict between neighbors, not only do you not mediate, you also fan the flames, for fear that the matter will not get out of hand. What qualifications do you have to criticize the third uncle here?"

Liu Haizhong had already felt humiliated by He Yuzhu's accusations, and now he was exposed so bluntly by him. He was immediately furious, and his anger was like a volcanic eruption, gushing out in an instant. His face turned purple and red, and the veins on his forehead bulged like winding earthworms. His eyes were wide open, full of fierceness, and he gnashed his teeth and roared: "He Yuzhu, stop slandering me here!" As he said that, he rushed forward desperately, raised his right hand high, and looked like an angry bull, wanting to teach He Yuzhu a lesson.

The third uncle was quick-witted and quick-handed. When he saw the tense and dangerous situation, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly said that it was not good. He knew very well that if the two of them started fighting, the consequences would be disastrous. Not only would it hurt the harmony between them, but it would also destroy the harmonious atmosphere of the courtyard for many years. So, he rushed forward in a flash, grabbed Liu Haizhong's arm with both hands like a pair of pliers, and pulled him back with all his strength. The third uncle's face was full of anxiety and earnestness. While pulling Liu Haizhong, he said anxiously: "Liu Haizhong, impulse is the devil! We are all neighbors in the same courtyard. We see each other every day. Is there anything that can't be said properly? We have lived together for so many years, and it is inevitable that there will be some friction and misunderstandings. As long as we talk calmly, there will be no knots that cannot be untied. Yuzhu is a straightforward child. He doesn't have any bad intentions in his heart. He just can't stand you saying that to me, and he said those words in a hurry. Don't take it to heart."

Liu Haizhong was held tightly by the Third Uncle, and his arm was pulled so hard that it hurt. He struggled a few times, trying to break free from the Third Uncle's restraints, but the Third Uncle held him tightly and had no intention of letting go. He was panting, his chest heaving violently, like pulling a bellows, and the flames of anger were still burning in his eyes. He glared at He Yuzhu fiercely, then turned his head and said loudly to the Third Uncle: "Third Uncle, don't be a good person here. I'm saying this today. If you go to attend that seminar, don't even think about having any prestige in the courtyard. No one will respect you or listen to you as much as before. Think about it carefully!"

He Yuzhu became even angrier when he heard this. He shouted, "Liu Haizhong, what right do you have to say that? The prestige of the Third Master is given by everyone. You can't just take it away. If you continue to act unreasonably like this, I will tell everyone in the hospital and let them judge for themselves."

Some neighbors heard the noise and gathered around. They all criticized Liu Haizhong, saying that as a team leader, he should not be so petty and should support the work of the uncle.

Liu Haizhong saw that everyone was on the side of Uncle Sanye and He Yuzhu, and his face turned very ugly. He glared at He Yuzhu fiercely and said, "Okay, you wait and see." After that, he left angrily.

The third uncle looked at Liu Haizhong's departing back, shook his head helplessly, and said: "How did Liu Haizhong become like this? We are all neighbors, we should live in harmony and work together to build the courtyard."

He Yuzhu patted the Third Uncle on the shoulder and said, "Third Uncle, don't take it personally. He is just jealous of you. Just prepare your speech with peace of mind. I believe you will shine at the seminar."

The third uncle nodded and said, "Yuzhu, thank you. With your support, I feel more at ease. However, Liu Haizhong will definitely not give up, so we still have to be careful in the future."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle San. I'm here and I won't let him bully you. Let's continue preparing our speeches and try to make this seminar a success."