Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

Sha Zhu, like a wounded bear, was panting heavily, his eyes fixed on the half-open window of Yan Bugui's house.

The newly made outfit, now worn, looked like a huge joke.

He had drunk a lot of cold tea in the teahouse, and now it all turned into anger, rising up his intestines.

Zhang Huaimin squatted by the wall, holding a broken bamboo pole in his hand, stirring the cold water in the basin intermittently.

The people in this compound are truly wicked.

Sha Zhu treated Yan Bugui to a nice meal a couple of days ago and even brought two jin of top-quality pork.

All this was to get this old schemer to help him make connections at school.

Even throwing a meat bun at a dog will at least make a sound.

Give it to Yan Bugui? Ha, you won't even get a whiff of it.

Zhang Huaimin's eyes darted around, and his gaze returned to the system panel.

Today's show needs some exciting additions to make it more interesting.

"System, extract the 'Invisible Mantra Symbol'."

[Ding! Invisible Mantra successfully extracted.]

A talisman, as thin as a cicada's wing and emitting a faint glow, appeared out of thin air in Zhang Huaimin's chubby little hand.

This thing doesn't need to be fed to people like a potion of truth.

It can penetrate instantly upon contact with the skin, even through clothing.

The medicine takes effect in ten minutes.

During this time, if anyone asks what the person with the talisman is thinking, they will tell you exactly what they are thinking, without any falsehood.

"Go."

Zhang Huaimin bent his fingers and flicked them lightly with his fingertips as he swung the bamboo pole.

The transparent talisman transformed into a stream of light, silently passing through the window crack and sticking directly to the back of Yan Bugui's faded old cotton-padded jacket.

"Oh dear, why did a sudden gust of wind blow?"

Yan Bugui was drinking tea in the room when he suddenly shivered and rubbed the back of his neck.

He looked through the glass at Sha Zhu standing angrily in the yard, and felt incredibly satisfied.

"Serves you right! You idiot, trying to eat swan meat!"

"How could you possibly ruin such a good girl like Teacher Ran?"

Yan Bugui took a sip of tea with a smug look on his face and began humming a Peking Opera tune, nodding his head and swaying his body.

As evening fell, the dim electric lights came on in every household in the courtyard.

The more Sha Zhu thought about it in the room, the more frustrated he felt, and the more something seemed wrong.

How could the person introduced by Director Wang possibly stand you up for no reason?

There must have been a problem somewhere in the process!

He slapped his thigh, stood up, grabbed his old military overcoat draped over the back of the chair, and stormed into the front yard.

I absolutely have to find Old Yan and get to the bottom of this today!

Coincidentally, Ran Qiuye happened to be visiting a home in Nanluoguxiang that evening.

She had just come out of a student's house, pushing her bicycle, and passed by the gate of the courtyard house.

As soon as I reached the front yard, I heard a deafening roar.

"Third Uncle! Come out here!"

Sha Zhu kicked open the door of the Yan family's house, stood outside the threshold, and roared with red eyes.

The noise startled the three women who were about to enter the house, and the coal briquette tongs in their hands fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Hey, Zhu Zi, what's wrong with you so late at night!" the third aunt complained, patting her chest.

Ran Qiuye stopped and curiously peered inside.

When she saw the burly man with an angry face, her brows immediately furrowed.

Is this the He Yuzhu that Director Wang introduced?

Just as Teacher Yan said, he was rude, irritable, and had no manners at all!

Yan Bugui, wearing an overcoat, slowly walked out of the inner room, his face showing some impatience.

"Zhu Zi, what are you yelling about? What time is it? Can't a person get some rest?"

He acted like a senior uncle, trying to intimidate people with his seniority.

"What am I yelling about?"

Sha Zhu rushed forward, grabbed Yan Bugui by the collar, and lifted him up like a chick.

"I'm asking you! Did you mention me to Teacher Ran or not?!"

"Why didn't she go to the teahouse today?!"

Yan Bugui was being strangled so badly he could hardly breathe, his face turning red as he desperately tried to pry Sha Zhu's hands off.

"You...you let me go first!"

"Let go? If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I'm not done with you!" Sha Zhu was furious and tightened his grip even more.

Ran Qiuye couldn't bear to watch any longer.

She parked her bicycle to the side and quickly walked into the yard.

"Comrade He Yuzhu! Please let go!"

Ran Qiuye's voice was clear and stern, carrying a hint of the authority unique to teachers.

"Teacher Yan is old, how can you treat an elder so rudely?!"

Sha Zhu turned his head sharply upon hearing the sound.

In the dim light, he could make out the appearance of the person who had come.

A white shirt, a blue cotton jacket, two braids—she exuded a gentle and refined air.

This...this is the teacher Ran Qiuye he'd seen in the photo!

Sha Zhu's brain short-circuited for a moment.

He released his grip as if he'd been electrocuted, and Yan Bugui collapsed to the ground with a thud, panting heavily.

"Ran...Teacher Ran? What are you doing here?"

Sha Zhu stammered, his old face instantly turning bright red. He stood there helplessly, like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

Ran Qiuye looked at him coldly, her eyes filled with disgust and disappointment.

"I'm here for a home visit. Comrade He, your actions have truly broadened my horizons."

"Luckily I didn't go on a blind date today, otherwise..."

Ran Qiuye didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning behind her words was already quite clear.

Sha Zhu panicked and stepped forward to explain.

"Teacher Ran, you've misunderstood! I'm not usually like this, it's this old man..."

"Comrade He Yuzhu, please have some self-respect!" Ran Qiuye took a half step back, her tone even colder.

Just then, Zhang Huaimin, who was hiding in the shadows, curled up a cold smile.

The ten-minute time limit hasn't expired yet.

The real show is just beginning.

Zhang Huaimin emerged from the shadows, tilting his small face up to look at Yan Bugui, who was slumped on the ground.

"Uncle, didn't Uncle Zhu give you a big piece of fatty meat a couple of days ago, asking you to put in a good word for him with Teacher Ran?"

"Did you say it or not?"

Children speak without restraint; their clear voices are exceptionally loud in the quiet courtyard.

Ran Qiuye was taken aback. A gift? Or something nice to say?

She turned to look at Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui had just recovered and was about to get up from the ground to stomp on Sha Zhu a few more times.

Upon hearing Zhang Huaimin's question, he instinctively wanted to offer a defense.

"Of course..."

However, as soon as he spoke, the "invisible mantra" stuck to his back suddenly burst forth with a strange energy.

This energy rushed straight to his brain and instantly took over his language center.

Yan Bugui's mouth suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes widened.

Followed by.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone in the hospital, including Ran Qiuye.

Yan Bugui, with his hoarse voice, shouted out his filthy thoughts from the bottom of his heart!

"What a load of crap!"

"That piece of fatty cured pork was already cooked into a stew with cabbage by my husband and me! It was so delicious!"

"That dim-witted idiot, Sha Zhu, really thinks he can bribe me with a pound or two of meat?"

The entire room fell silent.

The three women covered their mouths, staring at their old man in horror as if he were a monster.

Has this old man gone mad?!

How could you publicly expose such a despicable private matter?!

Yan Bugui's self-destruction continued, and the sound was even louder than before.

"Could a pretty city girl like Teacher Ran really be interested in a rough-around-the-edges guy who just flips a wok in the cafeteria?"

"Pah!"

"I went to school this morning specifically to tell Teacher Ran!"

"I said Sha Zhu is an ill-mannered scoundrel, always having an affair with that Widow Qin in the yard!"

"His entire salary went to the widow; he's destined to have no offspring!"

"I just can't stand seeing that silly Zhu living a better life than my son! I just can't stand seeing him get married!"

"I'm going to ruin his marriage and make him a bachelor for life!"

Every word, every sentence, was like a heavy hammer, slamming down on the courtyard's floor tiles.

It struck a chord in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, the hypocrite's sanctimonious facade was torn to shreds by his own hands, in front of everyone!

Exquisitely detailed, a bloody mess!

The moonlight was cold and clear.

Ran Qiuye stood in the courtyard, her fair and gentle face now drained of color with anger.

Her body trembled violently, and she looked at Yan Bugui as if he were a pile of disgusting garbage.

As a teacher, what she hates most in her life is this kind of shameless scoundrel who spreads rumors and is two-faced!

"Teacher Yan...you...you are utterly unworthy of being a teacher!"

Ran Qiuye gritted her teeth and uttered the words slowly and deliberately, her eyes reddening with extreme anger.

And standing to the side was Sha Zhu.

After listening to Yan Bugui's hysterical "confession".

He stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

Then.

A violent, destructive rage shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

His strong, calloused hands, honed from years of cooking, were clenched into tight fists.

The joints made a "crackling" sound.

The veins on Sha Zhu's neck bulged out like earthworms.