The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

Zhong Yunxing looked at Darong's slightly swollen chin, frowned in pain, not knowing what to say.

Originally, Zhong Yunxing didn't approve of Xiao Ling's character, and now his disgust for her has reached its peak.

Darong and her friends waited until dark but did not see Darong's father and son come back. Darong's mother could no longer sit still, so she went to the police station to ask about the details.

As soon as they arrived at the police station, Darong's mother saw Darong's father's red motorcycle parked outside the police station.

"What do you want?" The policeman in the office asked the three people after seeing Darong's mother bringing Darong and Zhong Yunxing in.

"Comrade police officer, we are the family of Yuan Fusheng and Yuan Fuhua. How are they now?" Darong's mother stepped forward and asked the policeman in front of her.

"Oh, nothing happened. Both parties reconciled and left."

Coincidentally, the policeman that Darong's mother asked happened to be the one who handled the cases of the fourth and third generations, and he told Darong's mother the result directly.

"Ah? Gone? But they didn't go home. When did they leave?" Darong asked immediately.

"He just left. Go check across to see if he is there." The police pointed to an open space surrounded by iron plates opposite the police station.

Da Rong's mother and the other two didn't know what the place on the other side was, so they rushed out of the police station and went into the fence on the opposite side.

After turning in, I found that this was actually a small night market-like place with a row of wooden houses and three or two tables by the door.

Darong's mother saw Darong's father and two other people sitting at one of the tables at a glance.

"Oh, you are such a clueless person, don't you know to go home and report the news first? You are really a nobody, you didn't even make a phone call, don't you know that your whole family is still worried at home?"

Darong's mother walked over and got angry with Darong's father. Darong's father looked at Darong's mother's expression, picked up the chopsticks and hit Si Bei'er on the head.

It turned out that Darong's father was in such a hurry when he went out that he didn't bring his phone with him. When he just arrived at the police station, he had already asked Sibeier to call home, but he didn't expect that Sibeier hadn't called yet.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, everything is fine now, everything is here intact."

Seeing that Darong's mother was really anxious, Darong's father quickly smiled and pulled her to sit next to him.

"Both sides fought, but no one gained any advantage, and nothing serious happened. The police mediated a settlement and the matter was resolved."

Darong's father and mother briefly described the outcome of the matter.

Looking at her two sons with bruised faces and noses, Darong's mother could only swallow her heartache.

"Fourth brother, I'm telling you, Xiao Ling, you have to manage her if you can, but if you can't, you have to find a way to manage her. If she dares to cause such trouble again, I will be the first one to not forgive her."

Darong's mother thought of Xiao Ling's appearance just now and was still very angry. She started to rant at Sibei'er. Sibei'er was not a person who would protect Xiao Ling, and when he was scolded by Darong's mother, he just lowered his head and drank without daring to refute.

"And you, your brother does things without thinking all the time, but you have been a smart person since you were a kid. I asked you to stop the fight, but you not only didn't stop it, but you also joined in the fight. You need to go back and think about this carefully."

Darong's mother turned around and scolded the third brother again, but the third brother was not a fourth-generation descendant. After hearing Darong's mother scolding him, he immediately refuted back.

"Two people are beating up my brother, and I still have the heart to intervene? What you said is not to the point. Besides, when my sister-in-law called me, she said she would use knives and guns. How could I have the heart to think about anything else? I must take action."

The third brother's words choked Da Rong's mother, who was also very angry.

"You little bastard, you never listen to me. Every time I say something, you always contradict me." Darong's mother threw the steamed bun in her hand directly at the third child.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Don't be angry." The third brother took the steamed bun and added cheerfully, "Don't let people tell the truth."

Darong's father watched the conversation between the third brother and Darong's mother and felt amused. He thought to himself: What did he think of again? Why did he provoke that troublesome third brother?

"You, don't call me Yuan Fuhua from now on, call me Yuan Ci'ertou!" Darong also said jokingly, and finally calmed Darong's mother's anger.

That night, Darong listened in the front yard as Sibeier cursed at Xiaoling until midnight. Xiaoling tried to talk back at first, but later she just let Sibeier scold her and ignored him.

"Why don't you go and persuade her?" Zhong Yunxing lay on the bed and looked at Darong with a smirk on his face.

Darong rolled her eyes at him and punched Zhong Yunxing on the arm.

In the past, when Sibei'er and Xiaoling quarreled, Darong was always afraid that Xiaoling would be beaten, and would rush over when she heard the noise. But that day, no matter how Sibei'er scolded her, Darong remained indifferent in her own home.

After that incident, Xiao Ling didn't dare to cause trouble for many years, at least she didn't dare to give the fourth brother a knife again.

When the millennium arrived, no one seemed to understand what it meant. They just listened to the hosts on TV expressing their longing and expectations for the new century, but people's lives seemed to be repeating the tranquility of the past.

"Ruyi did well in the exams this year. She got A's in all three major subjects. She deserves praise."

Zhong Yunsheng suddenly mentioned Ruyi's grades during the New Year's Eve dinner, which made Ruyi feel a little confused.

"But how did we get the reputation of 'hardworking'? Why don't you talk to the old man about it?"

Before Ruyi could react, Zhong Yunsheng mentioned the teacher's final evaluation of Ruyi with a smile on his face. Ruyi then realized that Zhong Yunsheng was not praising her, but making fun of her again.

"Uncle, could you please not bring up such sad things during dinner? It really affects my mood."

Ruyi was not annoyed. She frowned and replied seriously.

"You still have the nerve to say that. You're a grown-up girl now, and your teacher says you don't like to work, but you don't mind being dirty." Darong added to Ruyi at the right time.

"Mom, you are just hearsay and you are belittling yourself!" Ruyi glared at Darong in dissatisfaction.

"Haha, 'underestimating yourself'..." Zhong Yunhong raised his thumb and laughed at Ruyi after hearing what she said.

"It's not that I don't like to work, that teacher just holds a grudge against me. After I smashed her glass, she was displeased with me. Anyway, she couldn't see me working, so why should I go and suffer for nothing?"

Xiao Ruyi didn't know if she had chosen the wrong words, but she cleverly changed the subject without any emphasis or explanation.