Siheyuan: I just want to live

Chen Feng followed Yan Fugui all the way to the backyard, only to see Yan Fugui hurriedly stop at the door of the backyard. He had sharp eyes, and they quickly scanned the surroundings like a scanner.

Wherever you look, the first thing that catches your eye is the empty earthquake shelter of Liu Haizhong's family.

In addition to this, the earthquake shelters built by other families had already been discussed by the front yard neighbors and the back yard neighbors who arrived earlier, and they were now busy preparing to move things in!

Yan Fugui did not act in a hurry, but stood there and observed carefully.

Although there was a large vacant space in the backyard because Chen Feng moved away, the earthquake shelters built by other neighbors were also very large.

But unfortunately, at this moment, the only other earthquake shelter that has not been fully occupied is Liu Haizhong’s.

The rest of the neighbors' earthquake shelters were basically occupied by two families. This left Yan Fugui with almost no options, and he couldn't find a place to stay.

Faced with such a situation, Yan Fugui could not help but shake his head helplessly, with a look of deep sorrow on his face.

Yan Fugui let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to let out all the troubles in his heart.

Then, he hugged the treasured TV in his arms, slowly moved with heavy steps, and walked towards the earthquake shelter of Liu Haizhong's family with difficulty.

With every step forward, Yan Fugui felt as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on his legs, so heavy that it was unbearable.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every time he lifted them it took tremendous effort and perseverance.

To be honest, if he had the freedom to choose, Yan Fugui would rather turn around and leave than move even a small step in the direction of Liu Haizhong.

However, the reality is so cruel and ruthless. Yan Fugui knew very well that if he could not convince Liu Haizhong to take him in today, the consequences would be disastrous.

Because it could rain heavily again or there could be another round of strong aftershocks at any time, and the TV he was holding tightly in his arms might be damaged.

This TV is one of the few valuable items in the Yan family and can be said to be the most valuable property in the family.

If it was damaged by rain or suffered serious damage in aftershocks, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss for the entire Yan family.

Thinking of this, Yan Fugui gritted his teeth and encouraged himself secretly in his heart: "No matter what, we must keep this TV! We can't let anything go wrong with the TV."

So, despite feeling embarrassed and unwilling inside, Yan Fugui had no choice but to bite the bullet and move slowly and with difficulty step by step towards the position in his bangs.

Yan Jiecheng, who was following closely beside Yan Fugui, watched his father walk slowly with heavy steps towards the simple earthquake shelter built by Liu Haizhong's family.

His heart was instantly overwhelmed by a variety of complex emotions, including helplessness, anxiety, and a hint of indescribable shame.

As a result, Yan Jiecheng's originally calm face now looked like a frost-bitten eggplant, drooping listlessly. With his head lowered, he followed his father closely and moved slowly forward.

In fact, long before Yan Fugui stepped into the backyard, Liu Haizhong had already known exactly what had happened in the front yard from the conversations between the front yard neighbors who had just entered the backyard to find a place to stay, as well as the backyard neighbors.

He also knew that the Central Courtyard was now overcrowded and there was not even a spare place to stay. As for Yan Fugui, it was obvious that he had not yet found a place to stay.

Because of this, the meticulous Liu Haizhong kept his attention on the backyard gate from beginning to end, fully expecting whether Yan Fugui would move to the backyard to try his luck as he expected.

Sure enough, just as Yan Fugui's slightly hunched figure stepped into the backyard gate, the sharp-eyed bangs in his heart suddenly tightened, but he did not show it on the surface.

He quickly turned his head and pretended to be chatting with his wife, talking incessantly about irrelevant things.

However, even though the man with the bangs had turned his head to the side, the corner of his eye was still like a radar, fixed on Yan Fugui at the door, not missing any slight movement.

Yan Fugui walked hurriedly to Liu Haizhong's slightly shabby earthquake shelter with somewhat anxious steps.

After he stopped, he bent down slightly and put his head closer to the entrance of the earthquake shelter. Then, in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but loud enough for the people inside to hear clearly, he whispered into the bangs inside: "Lao Liu! Lao Liu!"

However, although Liu Hai, who was sitting in the shed at this moment, had clearly heard Yan Fugui's shouting, he acted as if he had not heard it and did not react at all.

He pretended to be extremely serious, staring at his wife in front of him, his mouth opening and closing, as if he was talking to her incessantly about unimportant things.

Seeing her husband's attitude, the second aunt at the side couldn't help but feel anxious. She quickly winked at Liu Haizhong, the meaning couldn't be more obvious - let him respond to Yan Fugui outside.

But who would have thought that Liu Haizhong actually chose to ignore the second aunt's gesture and continued talking to his wife, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

"Old Liu! He's my uncle! I knew you must have heard me shouting, so please answer me!"

Yan Fugui waited outside for a long time, but there was no movement from Liu Haizhong, and he couldn't help but become anxious.

While raising the volume of his voice, he muttered to himself: Liu Haizhong might be really angry today!

As Yan Fugui's voice grew louder, the originally quiet yard suddenly became extremely lively.

People living in the same courtyard were all attracted to the scene, and they all cast their curious eyes on Yan Fugui who was standing in front of Liu Haizhong's earthquake shelter, and Liu Haizhong and his wife who were hiding in the shelter and refused to show up.

People were either whispering to each other, asking about the conflict between Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui, or looking at the interesting scene in front of them with smiles and interest.

At this time, Liu Haizhong noticed from the corner of his eyes that the other neighbors in the yard were looking at him. He also understood that if he didn't respond to Yan Fugui's words, other people in the yard would say that he was being arrogant.

At this moment, Liu Haizhong moved slightly, as if he had just noticed someone calling him.

Then, he slowly turned his body, his movements seemed a little slow, and when he finally turned around completely, his face showed an exaggerated and obviously faked expression of surprise.

"Oh my! This... isn't this Mr. Yan Fugui, the knowledgeable and learned man who lives in the front yard!"

The voice from the bangs was drawn out, sounding as if he was deliberately emphasizing his surprise.

Then, he patted his head and continued, "Just now, I thought there was something wrong with my ears and I heard it wrong! Who would have thought it was really you!"

"What a surprise! Comrade Yan Fugui, what important matter is it that made you come to see me this time?"

The words in Liu Hai's mouth were like an ice-cold blade, piercing straight into Yan Fugui's heart.

Not only was there an obvious sense of alienation and strangeness in those words, but they were also filled with an almost indissoluble sense of sarcasm.

Every word and every sentence seemed to be a merciless whip to Yan Fugui.

However, how could Yan Fugui not hear all this? But even though he understood Liu Haizhong's attitude, he could only choose to turn a blind eye.

After all, at this moment, he had something important to ask Liu Haizhong for! As the saying goes, when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. This sentence couldn't be more appropriate for Yan Fugui at this moment.

Therefore, Yan Fugui, who always regarded himself as a scholar and was arrogant, had to bow his head helplessly.

Yan Fugui tried hard to force a smile, trying to make himself look more friendly and kind.

He was heard laughingly saying to Liu Haizhong: "Hey, Uncle Er! Look, we have been old neighbors and old friends for so many years! Why are you suddenly so distant with me today?"

As soon as Yan Fugui finished speaking, everyone saw a look of panic suddenly appear on Liu Haizhong's face. He waved his hands rapidly and spoke in a fearful manner.

"Oh my! Comrade Yan Fugui, what you said is really too embarrassing for me! You must not say that!"

Then, Liu Haizhong hurriedly continued to explain: "I am a vulgar person who has not been to school for a few days and can't even read a few characters."

"How can I be qualified to be friends with a learned and intellectual person like Mr. Yan? It's just a foolish dream!"

When he said this, Liu Haizhong's tone became more humble: "Besides, even if we are neighbors, there is actually nothing between our two families!"

"Look, you live in the front yard, and I live in the back yard. There's a long distance between us! So, no matter from which perspective, we can't really be called neighbors!"

Yan Fugui listened to the unfamiliar words coming out of Liu Haizhong's mouth and looked at his obviously fake expression, and felt more and more uncomfortable.

He now understood how angry his son had made Liu Haizhong just now.

Now he doesn't even give face to me, a manager who has worked with him for more than ten years.