The conspiracy of the courtyard

Lu Zhihai was about to open the door, but was stopped by Chen Ping. Chen Ping warned:

"In a moment, no matter what is said, you are not allowed to speak, and you are not allowed to agree to any request. Do you understand?"

Lu Zhihai nodded indifferently, "We are all neighbors, but you make us act like class enemies, haha."

"I warn you, don't interrupt me and don't agree to any requests. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for others."

Seeing this, Lu Zixuan cheered for his mother

[My mom is so domineering! My mom is so beautiful and cool! Based on my mom's looks and aura, she should definitely be the heroine, but why is she in this plot? Cannon fodder? Passerby? It seems that my buddies will have to howl a few times]

[Why has the atmosphere suddenly become so serious? Oh, don't be so nervous. No matter how important the play is, you are just a supporting role. Just take some time off.]

Lu Zhihai opened the door without any pressure, but he didn't know that what would greet him was endless darkness.

At the same time, a little man who was not noticed by anyone was staring at the door that was about to open.

Just like a gambler, if he bets big, there will be singing and dancing, followed by music and dancing; if he bets small, the yard will be full of cannon fodder, with wailing sounds everywhere and panic-stricken people.

"Teacher Yan, Aunt Yang, please sit down, please sit down. Wife, please pour two bowls of water. Sorry, we don't have any tea leaves at home, so please make do with them."

Lu Zhihai showed his signature silly smile, and also showed respect for intellectuals. Nothing wrong~

"Zhihai's wife is so beautiful and virtuous. Zhihai, you are so lucky.

But Zhihai, you are not bad either. You came to the city of Beijing alone to work hard at a young age. In less than three years, you became a regular employee and were allocated two rooms.

I also heard that the workshop asked Yi Zhonghai to be your master? What does this mean? It means that you have been valued by the leaders, and they will definitely increase their efforts to train you. You definitely have a bright future.

It’s true. I, Yan Bugui, have been teaching for so many years and have never made a mistake.

You are definitely in high spirits now, with three good things happening to you.

You got a permanent job, a house, and a boy. You also have a good wife to help you. You are definitely a winner in life.

My family is a scholarly family after all, and we believe in not competing with others in everything. Even I am jealous of you."

Yan Bugui kept complimenting him. Lu Zhihai's mouth was almost stretched to his ears.

Not to mention Lu Zhihai, even Chen Ping at the side blushed slightly because of the praise, and she took the initiative to pour two bowls of water.

Hearing this, Lu Zixuan was confused.

[Fuck, this is a master, it's much more advanced than moral kidnapping.

Is this really the Yan Bugui in the plot? Same name, right? Isn't it said that Yan Laokou only counts chopped green onions, garlic sprouts, and carrots? He even tastes the saltiness of the manure truck passing by.

If this is really Yan Bugui in the plot, isn't this pure nonsense? It's too wrong, isn't it?

No, he just mentioned Yi Zhonghai, so it seems I can only laugh.]

[Come on, even my mother was stunned by all the compliments. Just look at the red tips of her ears and you’ll know. She’s probably still blaming herself for being too petty.]

Lu Zixuan's guess was absolutely correct. Now Chen Ping was regretting that she had listened to her son.

"How can you coax someone out the moment you meet them? And just for a bowl of noodles? How much is that worth? Would someone of such great learning give up his dignity for a bowl of noodles?

It seems that I have to follow my heart in the future and not just listen to my son. Alas, I almost offended someone, an old resident of the courtyard. This child is always a delay. "

Lu Zixuan couldn't bear to look at it.

[Oh, look at how worthless that cheap old man is. He has a big mouth and a fork, and can only smile foolishly. His dark face is red with excitement, and he keeps rubbing his hands.

Aren't you clearly telling others that you are out of control?

Yes, this silly boy has been neglected by his parents since he was young. He is eager to achieve something and prove his excellence. He wants to use his success to slap the faces of all those who don't think highly of him.

Now, someone finally discovered his shining point. Look, he is as proud as a peacock spreading its tail, as if he is afraid that others will not see it.

After listening to her son's thoughts, Chen Ping felt mixed emotions. "My son's analysis of Lu Zhihai was completely correct, otherwise he wouldn't have... Alas... fate is playing tricks on me."

Lu Zixuan was a little discouraged

[This old fellow must have a trick up his sleeve. This is only the first move, and his army has already been routed. I guess they have already surrendered without even using the third move.

Alas... No wonder I have never seen a serious drama. I guess he is destined to be a cannon fodder, being sold out and still vying to count money for others.

My buddy's dream of being a second-generation rich kid has been completely shattered. He is lucky to be able to escape with nothing but his underpants. I am devastated... I am in tears...】

【Suddenly I felt very sad and bitter. Yes, let alone the world, even a small county has so many young talents. How can I, a useless loser, help the protagonist? It's wishful thinking.

It’s really ridiculous to think about it. In my previous life, it seemed like I was just a tool all my life, providing resources to this person and funds to that person.

But I still have to trouble my elderly parents to collect my body and bury it.

Dad, Mom, I'm sorry! I can only kowtow to you two in my heart! If we are destined to meet again, I will definitely be filial to you two again. 】

Lu Zixuan didn't know how long it had been, maybe a second, maybe an hour, maybe even longer...

When he woke up, he found that his face was already covered in tears. He didn't make a scene or burst into tears, he just cried, as if he wanted to shed all the tears in his life...

Then there was a "slap" sound, and a big hand slapped Lu Zixuan in the face. He didn't cry or make a noise, but there was a buzzing in his ears and he couldn't hear anything.

I saw Lu Zhihai and Yan Bugui walking out of the house together. They looked very happy, perhaps because they were satisfied...

Only the mother and son were left at home. Neither of them cried anymore, but just watched over each other silently...

But Chen Ping found that there was no light in her son's eyes, no desire for life, no desire to pursue his ideals... At this moment, she knew that her son's heart was dead...

That afternoon, Chen Ping took her son to the nearest furniture store and bought a small bed that was just big enough for mother and son.

At night, Lu Zhihai got drunk and vomited all night. Chen Ping also fulfilled her wife's duty and wiped his face with warm water, because her son said he didn't like dirty things...

From that day on, everything seemed to be calm...

Chen Ping couldn’t hear her son’s voice, and she was a little uncomfortable at first, because her son would no longer cry loudly when he was hungry, and he would not say he was hungry in his heart, and he would not kick his legs and say he was uncomfortable when he peed or defecated...

Just like other children, but he never cried and was very sensible. But Chen Ping always felt very bitter...

More than a month passed like this, and today marks Lu Zixuan's fourth month.

At night, Lu Zixuan had a special dream. In the dream, his parents from his previous life told him that they knew about his life here and had never blamed him.

I hope he can cheer up and stop living in a muddle-headed way. He will always be their good boy wherever he goes...