Siheyuan: Kill Jia Dongxu at the beginning and kill the deaf old lady

Sha Zhu said nothing, and rushed forward and punched Xu Damao in the stomach. Xu Damao bent over in pain and groaned in pain. The people around him only then reacted, and someone hurried forward to hold Sha Zhu, "Zhuzi, stop hitting me, stop hitting me!"

Sha Zhu was furious. He broke free from the person who was pulling him and pointed at Xu Damao and cursed, "If you dare to say bad things about Qin Huairu again, I will beat you every time I see you!"

Xu Damao was in so much pain that he couldn't even straighten his back. He barely raised his head and glared at Sha Zhu with vicious eyes, "You...just wait, I will definitely take revenge on you!"

Sha Zhu sneered, "Whatever you want, I'm not afraid of you anyway!"

At this time, an elderly neighbor in the yard came out and patted Sha Zhu on the shoulder, "Zhu Zi, calm down, beating people won't solve the problem."

Sha Zhu was panting heavily, his anger still not gone, but he still listened to his old neighbor and put down his fist, "Okay, I won't hit him, but if he dares to talk nonsense again, I will not be polite!"

Xu Damao covered his face and got up from the ground in a panic, cursing non-stop, "You all saw it, he beat someone, you all saw it!"

The neighbors who were watching looked at each other in bewilderment. Some were talking in low voices, while others were shaking their heads and sighing. Everyone was tired of hearing the rumors about Xu Damao, but no one dared to refute him publicly. After all, he was a troublemaker in the courtyard.

Sha Zhu walked back to his house angrily, closed the door, and sat down on a chair with his fists still clenched. He knew he was impulsive, but Xu Damao's words were too much and were completely a deliberate provocation.

Sha Zhu thought back to what Xu Damao said, and he became even angrier. He knew that Xu Damao just couldn't stand others being better than him, and he picked up some unpleasant words to stir up trouble. He thought of Qin Huairu's innocent face, and he became even more furious.

As the night deepened, the courtyard gradually became quiet, with only a few insects chirping. Sha Zhu lay in bed, tossing and turning, with Xu Damao's annoying face in his mind. He knew that he couldn't be so impulsive anymore, but he couldn't let Xu Damao continue to talk nonsense.

The next morning, Sha Zhu got up, still feeling heavy-hearted. He walked out the door and saw the neighbors in the yard looking at him with complicated eyes. Some nodded to him, while others avoided his gaze.

Sha Zhu took a deep breath, walked to the center of the yard, and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to me."

The neighbors in the yard stopped what they were doing and came over to surround Sha Zhu.

"I know what happened yesterday made everyone uneasy." Sha Zhu's voice was a little hoarse, but full of determination. "I don't want to hit anyone, but Xu Damao's words were too much. I can't stand it. We are all neighbors. We should respect each other and help each other instead of listening to those rumors that are made out of nothing."

The neighbors looked at each other and some nodded in agreement. Sha Zhu continued, "Xu Damao, if you still have a conscience, stop making up these vicious rumors. We are all human beings with dignity and feelings. If you do this, you will only hurt others and yourself."

Xu Damao stood behind the crowd, his face livid, but he didn't say anything. He knew that he had lost his prestige in front of everyone, and no amount of sophistry would help.

Sha Zhu took one last look at Xu Damao and turned back to his room. The neighbors dispersed and returned to their own lives, but today's events left a deep impression on everyone.

Xu Damao returned home, indignantly thinking about ways to retaliate, but he also knew that Sha Zhu was right, and continuing like this would only make him more isolated. He sat silently by the bed, and for the first time in his heart he began to waver about his behavior.

As the days passed, the courtyard gradually returned to peace. Xu Damao no longer spread rumors like before. Although he was still dissatisfied, he began to realize that there were more important things in life than fighting. Sha Zhu continued to live his own life. Although he occasionally met Xu Damao, the conflicts between them gradually decreased, and there was more of a tacit understanding.

The following day, Lu Ning invited Sha Zhu to his home to cook.

Sha Zhu frowned, somewhat reluctantly, but still agreed to Lu Ning's request. He walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients. The light in the kitchen was a little dim, and the mottled marks on the wall told of the passage of time. Sha Zhu thought to himself: "This Lu Ning always orders people around, but forget it this time, he is an elder after all." He skillfully took out a kitchen knife and began to prepare the ingredients.

Lu Ning sat in the yard, drinking tea leisurely, watching Sha Zhu's busy figure, and felt a little satisfied in his heart. He knew that although Sha Zhu complained, he was still very serious about his work. In the courtyard, the sun shone through the leaves on the ground, and the mottled light and shadows swayed gently with the breeze. The quiet and harmonious courtyard gave Lu Ning a long-lost sense of peace.

As Sha Zhu was cutting vegetables, he was thinking about what to cook today. He decided to make a braised pork, a stir-fried bean sprouts, and an egg drop soup. Although these dishes were not complicated, they required a certain amount of effort and patience. He first cut the pork into small, even pieces, and then blanched it in hot water to remove the blood foam. Then, he began to prepare the sauce. The proportions of soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar, and salt had to be just right to make the braised pork with good color, aroma, and taste.

"Hey, Shazhu, don't just work all the time. Don't forget to serve yourself a bowl later." Lu Ning said with a smile.

Sha Zhu looked up at Lu Ning and said unhappily, "I know. Don't worry about it. I will take good care of myself."

In the kitchen, the aroma gradually spread, the aroma of braised pork mixed with the aroma of pork oil, making people salivate. Sha Zhu then washed the bean sprouts, heated the pan with cold oil, and quickly stir-fried them to keep the bean sprouts crisp. Finally, he beat a few eggs, stirred them evenly, and poured them into the boiling chicken soup. The golden egg flowers instantly bloomed in the soup.

"Okay, the food is ready." Sha Zhu brought the dishes to the stone table in the yard. The steaming braised pork, emerald green stir-fried bean sprouts and golden egg drop soup were lined up, looking very tempting.

Lu Ning nodded and said with satisfaction: "Shazhu, your cooking skills are getting better and better. Come, let's eat together."

The two sat down. Lu Ning picked up the chopsticks and first picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth. After chewing it carefully, he praised: "It tastes really good. The meat is tender and the sauce is rich."

Sha Zhu was very happy in his heart, but he pretended to be calm on his face: "Of course, I have practiced this skill for many years."