Siheyuan: Why does your brother beat you up every day, Shazhu?

That’s right, it’s Yan Fugui, the stingy Yan!

The famous saying in the original book, "You won't be poor if you don't have enough food to eat and enough clothes to wear, but you will be poor if you don't plan well," is this gentleman's motto.

Today he finally saw the true Buddha.

At this moment, Yan Fugui also noticed He Weiguo, and he glanced at him several times in a row.

It is normal to be highly vigilant in this era, especially for people like Yan Bugui who live in the front yard and consider themselves the first gatekeeper.

However, He Weiguo knew very well that Yan Laoxi's vigilance was probably only 10% to prevent enemy spies, and the remaining 90% was to figure out whether he could get some benefits from strangers.

For example, you can charge a fee for directions, or help move some things as a token of appreciation.

Anyway, the geese pass by and pluck feathers! The total amount is left behind.

"Hey, this young comrade, you look unfamiliar! Are you a new resident in our courtyard, or... are you here to visit relatives?"

Yan Fugui came forward while speaking and smiling.

He Weiguo deeply dislikes people like Yan Bugui who are calculating and never satisfied with taking advantage of others.

But since he had just arrived and the other party was just asking routine questions, he couldn't just turn his face away.

"Teacher Yan!"

"It's me, He Weiguo."

"Weiguo?"

The smile on Yan Bugui's face froze instantly, and he was visibly stunned.

He pushed up his glasses that had slid to the tip of his nose and looked at He Weiguo in disbelief.

He is different from Director Wang from the Street Office. He grew up watching He Weiguo running wild in the yard wearing open-crotch pants!

Over the years, everyone in the courtyard, including the He family themselves, has tacitly accepted that He Daqing's unruly eldest son had died outside long ago!

"Wei...Weiguo? Is it really you?"

Yan Bugui's voice changed:

"You...you..." He pointed at He Weiguo's clothes and spoke incoherently.

"Well, I went to the army and just came back."

He Weiguo was brief and to the point and didn't want to waste time talking to him.

"Oh my! It's incredible! It's incredible!" Yan Bugui slapped his thigh, and the shock on his face quickly turned into an exaggerated surprise, as if He Weiguo was his biological son who had been lost for many years.

"It's great to be a soldier! It's glorious to defend our country! It's glorious!"

"We've finally got someone who's making progress in our courtyard! Look at how energetic he is!"

He surrounded He Weiguo and admired him, but his little eyes flashed with calculation.

Having laid enough groundwork, Yan Bugui changed the subject:

"Weiguo, look at you... if you survive a great disaster, you will surely have good fortune in the future!"

"Another honorable discharge from the army! This is a great joyous event for our entire hospital!"

"Tonight, I'll have to set up two tables at your house and invite all the neighbors to come and welcome you and celebrate!"

"Do you think what I said makes sense, Uncle Third?"

After saying this, he rubbed his hands together, his face full of anticipation.

He Weiguo sneered in his heart, Yan Laoxi really lived up to his reputation!

Every three sentences he spoke were about the nature of taking advantage.

He didn't even raise his eyelids, and his tone was very calm:

"Teacher Yan, I just came home and have a lot of things to sort out. I don't know what's going on in the house."

"Let's talk about the banquet later."

Seeing He Weiguo's attitude, Yan Fugui didn't bother to argue any further.

It is true that he is thick-skinned, but it depends on who he is dealing with.

Who is this man in front of me?

That was the ruthless guy who dared to pin his own father He Daqing to the ground and beat him at the age of fifteen!

He even dares to beat his own father, so he, as the third uncle, should stop putting on airs!

It would be really not worth it to get beaten up if I really pissed this guy off!

"That's right, that's right! You should settle down first after you get back! Then go back to the house and take a look! Go back quickly!"

Yan Bugui immediately put on an expression of understanding, laughed dryly and stepped aside to make way, which was very tactful of him.

He Weiguo ignored him and strode towards the central courtyard.

Yan Bugui looked at the direction where He Weiguo disappeared, and the fake smile on his face instantly disappeared. He patted his chest with lingering fear, picked up the kettle and hurried back to his house.

"Oh, Old Yan! You're so flustered, did you see a ghost?"

Aunt Yang Ruihua was pasting matchboxes in the house when she was startled by her husband.

Yan Bugui put the kettle on the ground, picked up the large teapot on the table, took two gulps of boiled water, and then said with a gasp:

"Guess who I ran into at the door just now?"

"Who is it? Look how scared you are!"

"He Weiguo! The eldest son of the He Daqing family! He Weiguo!"

"Who?"

Yang Ruihua's voice also rose:

"He...he Weiguo?"

"Didn't this child...didn't he die a long time ago? How many years has it been?"

"Who says it's not?" Yan Bugui put down the teacup and said:

"Keren is really back! He's wearing an old military uniform, tall and strong, and that look in his eyes... Tsk, even creepier than when he was a kid!"

"It looks like it's been on the battlefield for a few rounds! No doubt about it!"

Yang Ruihua was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time:

"Oh my God... this... this He family boss is back? He... his temper back then..."

She thought of the way He Weiguo walked sideways in the yard, and the ferocity with which he beat He Daqing, and her back felt a chill.

"That's not an ordinary temper!" Yan Bugui nodded repeatedly:

"Shazhu is arrogant enough, right? But in front of his brother, he is just a little mouse!"

"I was beaten so badly back then... I couldn't even pull myself together!"

"This is going to be a lively scene!" Yang Ruihua murmured, with a complex expression on his face that seemed to be enjoying the excitement.

"Now that he's back, can the courtyard still be peaceful?"

"Especially the Jia family, and Old Yi!"

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning was clear.

Over the years, Yi Zhonghai has been biased and the Jia family has taken advantage of He Yuzhu.

Although He Yuzhu was a bad person in the past, he was controlled by Yi Zhonghai with a moral stick, and coupled with his feelings for Qin Huairu, he had to endure many losses in silence.

But now He Weiguo is back! Everything is different!

Yan Bugui agreed deeply, with a gleam in his small eyes:

"Who says it's not true? That boy Shazhu looks arrogant, but he's actually very honest and easy to fool."

"But He Weiguo..." He paused, remembering the indifferent look just now:

"This kid has been a thorn in his side since he was little. He's ruthless and cunning, but he's much more cunning than Sha Zhu!"

"After all these years of fighting in the military, he might have become even more ruthless!"

"That old hag Jia Zhang still wants to take advantage of the He family like she did to Sha Zhu, but I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

"And Old Yi, this He Weiguo is back and he wants to control Sha Zhu. I think it's doomed!"

Yang Ruihua also nodded and added:

"It's not just other families! With He Weiguo's bad temper, if he wants to take over the house, he might even kick out his two younger brothers and sisters."

After Yang Ruihua said this, Yan Fugui finally reacted and agreed with him:

"Tsk! If you put it that way, it's really possible. That bastard can do anything!"

"Not only will the other families be affected, I don't think the pillars and rain will escape either."

"A sin!"

Chapter 6 I am Brother Shazhu

He Weiguo just arrived at the Intermediate Court.

I saw a young woman wearing a blue floral shirt bending over and washing a large basin of clothes by the pool.

She has a plump figure and there is a noticeable bulge in her belly.

No need to guess, it must be the laundry lady Qin Huairu.

She is now in her mid-twenties, which is the time when a woman sheds her youthfulness and blossoms with the charm of a young woman.

The silhouette outlines a somewhat moving curve in the sunset.

No wonder that boy Sha Zhu was so bewildered by her. Qin Huairu does have some qualities.

However, He Weiguo had no interest in Qin Huairu herself.

At this moment, Qin Huairu also noticed the gaze of this strange soldier.

She stopped what she was doing, wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, and put on her usual flattering smile: