Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 103 "Bullying" comes to your door

"Okay, don't worry, you can't hold two taels of sesame oil in your belly. It's just a watch, what do you think?"

He Yuanchao, who led Sha Zhu home, saw Sha Zhu approaching him and talking endlessly about watches. He glanced at Sha Zhu and said angrily.

"Second uncle, you don't know, I've been coveting this watch for a long time."

After listening to his second uncle's reprimand, Shazhu didn't feel embarrassed at all when he was exposed when he was showing off. Instead, he confidently told his second uncle his reasons.

Seeing this, He Yuanchao stopped paying attention to Silly Zhu, who was so beautiful that he didn't even know his last name.

After taking out a cigarette and lighting it, he smoked while thinking about the gains and losses of handling this matter tonight.

Since crossing over, He Yuanchao has been trying to adapt to the current environment as quickly as possible, and also to live a better life in this special era.

He never gives up any opportunity to sum up his own gains and losses and learn from the good experiences of others.

Although since ancient times, the purpose of people doing things is for the word "profit".

But after all, there is still a big gap between this period and later generations, so in terms of how to deal with some things, he had to try his best to operate and act in accordance with the common understanding and values ​​of people in this period.

In order to avoid being beaten by others for being too happy.

"Second uncle, can you tell me what happened tonight at Yi Zhonghai's house?"

Seeing that his second uncle stopped paying attention to me, who was showing off his watch, and after enjoying himself for a while, he lost interest when he saw that no one was there to support him.

After counting the money he got back from Yi Zhonghai happily several times, he suddenly thought of something, raised his head, and said to his second uncle who was sitting in a chair smoking in a daze.

Looking at Silhu, who was holding a wad of money in his hand with a slightly puzzled expression on his face, he raised his head and waited for him to explain his doubts.

He Yuanchao understood that Si Zhu was just pretending to be confused at Yi Zhonghai's house.

Maybe Shazhu couldn't understand the whole thing, but if he could understand it roughly, He Yuanchao guessed it wouldn't be a problem.

Otherwise, it would be too regrettable that in the original drama, he only suffered from Widow Qin.

Even if he didn't talk about it, just through more than two months of contact, Lao He still thought that Silly Zhu was a "pig-like face, but a loud heart".It's just the lack of guidance on some things that makes Silly Zhu act a little extreme.

Thinking of this, He Yuanchao, in order to save himself some worries in the future and not be afraid of wasting his saliva, broke into pieces and kneaded the causes and consequences of tonight's incident, and explained it bit by bit to Silly Zhu.

After he finished telling everything, looking at Si Zhu who was no longer surprised but started thinking about things with his head lowered, He Yuanchao nodded in his heart and said nothing else.

After all, the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual.

How far can Shazhu go in the future?It's up to him.

He Yuanchao can help a little bit with big things, but he can't care about all the details of Silly Zhu all his life.

At [-]:[-] pm, He Yuanchao did not listen to his nephew's advice and stay in the Nanluoguxiang courtyard for the night. Instead, he got on his bicycle and ran to his home.

Ever since the work unit assigned him a room, He Yuanchao has taken his previous love for home to the extreme. As long as there is nothing special, he rarely doesn't go home.

At this time of year in Kyoto, even though winter has not yet entered, the temperature drops to a bit freezing at night.

Besides, it's almost nine o'clock in the evening, and it's pitch black outside. There's no one hanging around on the street at this time.After He Yuanchao came out of Nanluogu Lane, he could only ride his bicycle alone in the quiet and empty night to his home in Chongwenmen.

With his eyesight at night being the same as during the day, He Yuanchao quickly reached the alley entrance of his yard with sparks and lightning all the way.

He Yuanchao, who slowed down the car, was about to ride into the alley when he suddenly felt a sense of being peeped at. He was all too familiar with this sense of peeping with obvious hostility.

After all, it has been more than half a year since he wore it. At this time, he can be regarded as inheriting everything from the original owner, including the original owner's living habits and experience.

Just like the feeling he feels now, he often encountered it on the battlefield in the past. It was a feeling he only felt when being targeted by the enemy.

Although he had handed over his pistol when he went to Baocheng a few days ago, with his current skills, He Yuanchao did not take the people who were spying on him at all to heart.

Having said this, He Yuanchao did not act rashly.

After being a soldier for so many years, he still understands the principle of despising the enemy strategically and attaching importance to the enemy tactically.

After adjusting his condition and making sure that he could easily take action at any time, He Yuanchao rode steadily into the alley.

As soon as he entered the alley, the feeling of hostility became more and more obvious, which also made He Yuanchao realize that the secret enemy was getting closer and closer to him.

"Friend, you are delaying my sleep time."

He Yuanchao, who was well prepared and not at all panicked, was riding his bike and was about to arrive home when he saw a short, stocky middle-aged man standing at the door of his courtyard, saying to him expressionlessly.

After parking his bicycle by the courtyard wall, He Yuanchao turned around and calmly looked at the middle-aged man who was talking to him.

He Yuanchao's appearance was inconspicuous among the crowd. Apart from his stronger body and feeling more stable than others when standing there, He Yuanchao really didn't notice anything different about him.

But since a man who dared to use swords and guns came to the door of his courtyard to cause trouble for himself, then he must have two skills.

"Comrade, do we have enmity? Or hatred?"

After looking at the middle-aged man with no characteristics, He Yuanchao tentatively said with a smile.

"Friend, I take people's money to help them eliminate disasters. I broke your legs today, so don't resent me."

Seeing He Yuanchao, who showed no fear at all, finish speaking, the stocky middle-aged man answered the question.

Although he still admired He Yuanchao's calmness, it did not affect his intention to break the legs of the burly man opposite him.

After saying that, the middle-aged man stopped talking nonsense, straightened his face, and walked quickly towards He Yuanchao.

Facing a tall and burly man like He Yuanchao, the middle-aged man was not at all afraid.

The people he had fallen before were even stronger than the one in front of him.But it's not the same. He can't pass three times in front of him.

It's the same this time. I guess it won't take more than two falls to knock the burly man in front of me into submission.

If you finish the work early, you can go back to the "finance owner" early to collect the reward.

The "sister" in Xiaoweiying Alley has been waiting for me for a long time.

(End of this chapter)