Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 887 The Wrath of the First Month: The Return of the Avengers

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, just as dawn broke, every household set off firecrackers to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new. Children, dressed in new clothes, paid New Year's greetings to their elders, who in turn gave the children lucky money.

The second day of the Lunar New Year is traditionally the day for couples to visit their parents' home. However, due to special circumstances, Gao Dongxu and Qin Huairu did not go back to her parents' home. But since Gao Dongxu had Qin Huairu give her family money and food coupons, and his parents-in-law had a good New Year, there was no reason for them not to go back.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, people cut red paper into the shape of a red mouth and paste it on the door, symbolizing good fortune and happiness in the new year.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, we welcome the God of Wealth.

Until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the courtyard was still filled with joy. However, on the same day, on the train back from Baoding, Sha Zhu's face remained as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

His fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, his teeth were clenched, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched occasionally. He Yushui, standing beside him, was so frightened by her brother's appearance that she dared not breathe, only occasionally tugging gently at his clothes with her small hand. Silly.
Zhu's mind was filled with He Daqing's roar, filled with regret and anger: "I sent money every month! I even wrote letters! I sent it all to Yi Zhonghai! To have him pass it on to you! That old bastard, he lied to me! And he lied to you too!"

Money! Trust!
These two words were like a red-hot branding iron, burning Sha Zhu's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys with pain.

What kind of life did he and his sister live in those years? Their father ran away with someone else, their mother died early, and he, a half-grown boy, had to take care of his infant sister. Even stealing leftovers from the cafeteria felt like being a thief!

Yu Shui was starving, skin and bones. At night, she huddled in his arms, crying like a kitten: "Brother, I'm hungry... my stomach hurts..." He could only grit his teeth, tighten his belt, and try to get through it with cold crumbs of steamed bun. He thought the Qing Dynasty was heartless and had completely abandoned them.

But now they realize that the "life-saving money" of the siblings was all swallowed up by their most trusted "uncle," the hypocritical Yi Zhonghai!

"Yi! Zhong! Hai!" Sha Zhu squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.

As soon as the train arrived at the station, Sha Zhu, trailing raindrops, rushed towards the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang like an enraged lion. He walked with the wind, exuding a murderous aura, and when he stepped into the courtyard, even the threshold slammed shut with a dull thud.

"Yi Zhonghai! Get out here right now!"

This roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly reverberated throughout the entire courtyard. Doors and windows of every household opened one after another, and heads popped out, some curious and some astonished.

Gao Dongxu and Qin Huairu, who were in the house fighting with Huaihua for food, were both startled. They looked at each other and immediately started getting dressed.

"The show is about to begin—" Gao Dongxu said with a smile.

Qin Huairu's pretty face flushed, and she said coquettishly, "Don't make it so obvious."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't laugh out loud..." Gao Dongxu immediately opened the door and walked out of the house, where he saw that Jia Zhangshi had already excitedly opened the door and was standing at the door waiting to watch the excitement.

Sha Zhu rushed straight to the center of the courtyard, to Yi Zhonghai's front door, pointed at the tightly closed wooden door, his voice trembling with extreme anger, yet so loud that everyone could hear him clearly:
"Yi Zhonghai! You hypocritical old bastard! Come out here! Are you trying to hide like a coward? You think you can get away with it by hiding inside?!"

The neighbors gathered around, whispering amongst themselves. Qin Huairu came out of the house, looking worried. Xu Damao, on the other hand, leaned against his doorframe with a teacup in hand, his face an undisguised expression of anticipation.

When Sha Zhu saw that the door still wouldn't open, the pent-up resentment, anger, and shame of being deceived that had been building up for years finally erupted. He looked around at his neighbors, his voice filled with grief and indignation:
"Come and see, fellow neighbors! Come and see this highly respected old man in our courtyard! Look at him, this hypocrite in human skin!"

He slammed his hand on the door of Yi Zhonghai's house, making a loud "bang".

“I took Yushui to Baoding! I met He Daqing! Guess what? He Daqing hasn’t given up! All these years, he’s been sending money and letters to the courtyard every month! He specifically named them as child support for his son He Yuzhu and daughter He Yushui! Who did he send the money and letters to? He sent them to Yi Zhonghai! To have him pass them on to us siblings!”

The crowd erupted in uproar! "What? He Daqing sent money?"

"Did...did the old man pocket it?"

"No way? That old man isn't that kind of person..."

"Not that kind of person?" Sha Zhu interrupted the discussion sharply, his eyes reddening, his voice trembling with sobs and uncontrollable hatred. "I thought he wasn't! I even treated him like a god! But how did he treat us?!"

He pulled the thin He Yushui beside him over, pointed at her, and said to the crowd:
“Look, everyone! Look at my sister Yushui! What was she like when she was little? Huh? She was as thin as a stick, she could be blown over by the wind! Why? Because she was hungry! She cried every night, saying she was hungry, and it hurt me as her brother! I, Shazhu, am not capable and can't get good food, I admit it! But we shouldn't have to suffer from that hunger! That money was He Daqing's life-saving money!”

He suddenly turned towards Yi Zhonghai's door and roared at the top of his lungs:
"Yi Zhonghai! You fucking search your conscience! Has it been eaten by a dog?! When you swallowed our money, did you ever think about Yushui being so hungry she was gnawing on her fingers? Did you ever think about me, Shazhu, fighting with someone for half a steamed bun? You pretend to be a saint, putting on a fair and just face in the yard all day, acting like you care for the poor and needy! Bah! You're the biggest villain! You're a hypocrite who eats people without spitting out the bones! You used our siblings' hard-earned money to elevate your own image! Are you at peace with yourself? Can you sleep soundly at night?!"

These words were heart-wrenching and piercing. Everyone in the courtyard was stunned, followed by a torrent of accusations.

"What a despicable person!"

How could you do such a thing!

"This is someone's child's life-saving money!"

"I never would have guessed that Yi Zhonghai was this kind of person!"

Uncle Liu Haizhong, with his protruding belly, couldn't suppress his excitement. He cleared his throat and said, "Old Yi's actions... were indeed inappropriate! Extremely inappropriate! This concerns the reputation of our entire hospital!"

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, adjusted his glasses, his small eyes gleaming with shrewdness: "Confucius said, 'A gentleman loves wealth, but he acquires it in a proper way.' Old Yi... sigh, what a disgrace, what a disgrace!" The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the possibility of using this opportunity to bring down Yi Zhonghai and take their place.

Xu Damao fanned the flames from the side: "Hey! What did I tell you? You can know a person's face but not their heart! Grandpa, stop hiding and come out and explain yourself to everyone!"

The crowd was outraged, pointing and whispering at the closed door. Calls grew louder and louder for a hospital-wide meeting, for Yi Zhonghai to admit his mistakes and make a self-criticism, and for an explanation to be given to the Sha Zhu siblings.

Behind that door, Yi Zhonghai sat slumped in a chair, his face ashen. Every accusation from outside felt like a whip lashing at him.

His carefully cultivated image, built over many years, was utterly shattered in this moment by Sha Zhu's furious accusations. He dared not open the door, much less face the eyes of those in the courtyard who had once trusted and respected him.

He could only shrink into this small space, tasting the bitter fruit of his own actions, feeling the weight of the entire world pressing down on him, threatening to crush him completely.

In the center of the courtyard, Sha Zhu's chest heaved violently, tears mingling with sweat as they streamed down his face, yet he stood ramrod straight, like a javelin that had finally pierced the veil of hypocrisy. He knew this was not over! Yi Zhonghai must pay the price for his actions!

Gao Dongxu watched all this with a cold smile. He didn't have a grudge against Yi Zhonghai, but he was planning to take down these three old guys in the courtyard. The courtyard elder system had a good starting point, but it couldn't withstand these people's selfishness. They abused their power and made the courtyard a mess.

To be honest, the reason why there are so many problems in the courtyard house is because of these three old guys.

(End of this chapter)