Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

A dozen or so leaves twirled and flew to the little fat boy's right hand.

The brick in his hand was cut into small pieces by leaves, until only a small, broken piece remained.

Wu Mao's crotch was wet, dripping wet.

He was frightened.

If even one leaf flies off course, it could be as sharp as a razor blade and kill him!

Wan Ping'an gave a cold laugh.

Satisfied with the reaction of the five-cent man wetting his pants, he turned and left.

Wan Ping'an just left.

Wu Mao fell to the ground with a thud.

"Oh my god, oh my god, I was so scared! I thought I was going to die!"

The 50-cent party member was so frightened he stammered.

"Hey 50-cent bro, what do we do?"

Even the 50-cent army's henchmen were frightened.

Wu Mao didn't answer them. He lay down on the ground and picked up the broken pieces of bricks, as well as all the fallen leaves.

The bricks are real and very hard.

The leaves are real, and very soft.

But the soft leaves shredded the brick into pieces, scaring him half to death.

"What else can be done?"

"Set off immediately, make arrangements overnight, and start spreading rumors everywhere from tomorrow morning, saying that Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi are having an affair."

"Also, remember this: we can't afford to mess with people like this, people who can kill with a single leaf. We absolutely cannot afford to mess with them!"

"He came with his face covered because he didn't want anyone to know his identity."

"None of you are allowed to investigate his identity!"

"Otherwise, we might all be dead!"

The 50-cent army was truly terrified.

He was very curious about Wan Ping'an's identity, but dared not investigate.

It's quiet at night.

roadside.

Yi Zhonghai woke up.

I felt a sharp pain in my right leg as soon as I woke up.

"I was robbed and my leg was broken!"

Yi Zhonghai realized what was happening.

"Help! Is anyone there?"

Yi Zhonghai tried to stand up.

I can't stand up!

My right leg is broken, how can I stand up?

He shouted for help, hoping someone would hear him.

for a long time.

Someone responded.

There were footsteps.

As the people approached, Yi Zhonghai panicked.

A group of people arrived, all dressed in tattered clothes, their hair more disheveled than a chicken coop—a group of beggars—and quickly surrounded him.

"Brother, his leg is broken."

"Brother, the clothes he's wearing are really nice, much better than ours."

"Brother, I've searched all his pockets, and he doesn't have a single penny on him. He's even poorer than us!"

Yi Zhonghai was pinned to the ground.

Forced body search.

"Thieves never leave empty-handed, and neither can we."

"If you don't have money, just strip him naked, leaving him only in his underwear."

The beggars' leader gave the order.

"don't want..."

Yi Zhonghai resisted desperately.

He was alone, while beggars were a group.

In a blink of an eye.

Yi Zhonghai was left wearing only a pair of shorts.

The beggar left.

Yi Zhonghai was shivering from the cold; even though it wasn't winter, the nights were still very cold.

"Help! Help!"

Yi Zhonghai shouted for help.

Seeing that the person who came was wearing a uniform, Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief.

The police arrived, and we were finally saved!

What happened to you?

The police officers knew something was wrong as soon as they saw Yi Zhonghai.

A simple question.

Yi Zhonghai was taken to the hospital.

The next morning.

When Yi Zhonghai left, there was still no news of him.

"Could he be dead?"

"I only broke one of his legs. It's not winter. Even if he stayed outside all night, he couldn't possibly freeze to death unless something else happened!"

"So what if he's dead!"

"Anyway, Yi Zhonghai isn't a good person either!"

Yi Zhonghai did not return.

Wan Ping'an didn't care.

"Ping An, going out so early?"

Wan Ping'an encountered three aunties as soon as he arrived at Qianmen.

Yan Fugui went to work early, and the gatekeeper was replaced by the Third Aunt.

She was very enthusiastic towards Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an nodded, said goodbye to the third aunt, and left the courtyard.

Less than ten minutes after he left, two police officers arrived at the courtyard.

Does Yi Zhonghai live in this courtyard?

A police officer asked the three older women a question.

"Yes, he's an old man in the courtyard. Do you need to see him?"

The three women were very puzzled.

"We want to see Yi Zhonghai's family!"

The police officer replied.

"Meeting family members?"

"Has something happened to Yi Zhonghai?"

The three women realized what was happening.

The police won't tell you; they'll only tell you when they see the family.

soon.

The third aunt, accompanied by the police, found Yi Zhonghai's house. When they met the first aunt, she looked haggard, clearly having not slept well the night before.