Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

Chapter 1114 Messy in the wind

"Yudong, I was wrong before. I shouldn't have spread rumors about you." The third uncle said with a guilty look on his face.

"What's past is past, and I have long forgotten it." He Yudong said lightly.

"Yudong, I know you still have resentment in your heart, but I really know I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again." The third uncle continued.

He Yudong looked at the third uncle with some doubts in his heart. He always felt that the third uncle's apology was a little strange.

"Uncle, what do you want to say?" He Yudong asked.

The third uncle hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yudong, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"What's the deal?"

"I want you to help me find out who poisoned me."

He Yudong was stunned. He didn't expect that the third uncle would ask him to help investigate the case.

"Why me?" He Yudong asked.

"Because I believe in you." The third uncle said, "I know you are an upright person, and you will definitely help me find out the truth."

He Yudong looked at the sincere look in the third uncle's eyes and felt a little shaken.

He didn't know whether he should agree to the third uncle's request.

On the one hand, he felt that the Third Uncle's apology was somewhat suspicious; on the other hand, he felt that if he could help the Third Uncle find out the truth, it would be a good thing.

Just when He Yudong was hesitant, a voice came from behind him: "Yudong, promise him."

He Yudong looked back and saw an old man standing behind him.

"Uncle, why are you here?" He Yudong asked.

"I heard that Third Master was poisoned, so I came to take a look." First Master said, "Did you agree to Third Master's request?"

He Yudong looked at the first uncle, then at the third uncle, and finally nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

He Yudong returned to the front yard with a bucket full of chicken manure and a strange smile on his face. The third uncle Yan Bugui was sitting at the door of his house, drinking tea leisurely. Seeing He Yudong carrying a bucket, he couldn't help but feel curious.

"Hey, Yudong, what are you doing? Carrying the bucket, are you going to wash rice and cook?" Yan Bugui asked sarcastically, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

He Yudong sneered, walked to the door of Yan Bugui's house, and without saying a word, poured the chicken manure in his hand all over his head.

"Ah!" Yan Bugui screamed as he was soaked all over his head and face. The stench spread instantly. "He Yudong, you bastard! What are you doing?!" He jumped up and pointed at He Yudong and cursed.

The neighbors around heard the noise and ran out to watch the fun.

He Yudong looked at Yan Bugui with disdain, patted the chicken manure on his hands, and said, "Yan Bugui, you dumped garbage in front of my house early in the morning. I'm lucky enough that I didn't ask you to settle the score. How dare you talk to me in a sarcastic tone? This bucket of chicken manure is a lesson for you!"

"You...you...you are slandering me! I didn't dump garbage in front of your door!" Yan Bugui argued angrily.

"Whether it happened or not, you know it in your heart!" He Yudong sneered, "Don't think I don't know it was you who did it. Your little tricks may fool others, but not me!"

"You...you..." Yan Bugui was speechless after being rebuked by He Yudong and was shaking with anger.

The neighbors around were talking about it. Some accused He Yudong of going too far, while others thought Yan Bugui deserved it.

An old man heard the noise and came out with a cane. He frowned at the scene and shouted, "What are you doing? It's so early in the morning, making so much noise. How disgraceful!"

"Uncle, please help me! This kid He Yudong got me covered in chicken manure for no reason!" Yan Bugui complained to the uncle with a sad face.

The uncle looked at Yan Bugui, then looked at He Yudong, and asked in a deep voice: "Yudong, what's going on?"

He Yudong recounted the whole story and said that he had evidence to prove that it was Yan Bugui who dumped garbage in front of his house.

Yan Bugui panicked when he heard this. He stammered, "I...I...I don't have...I don't have any evidence..."

He Yudong sneered, "Evidence? Do you want me to help you recall it? You sneaked out with a garbage bag last night, and I saw you dumping it at my door!"

When the neighbors heard what He Yudong said, they all looked at Yan Bugui with suspicion in their eyes.

Yan Bugui’s face turned pale, he knew that he was in trouble this time.

The old man sighed and said to Yan Bugui: "Old Yan, you are already an old man, why are you still doing this kind of thing? Do you think you can live up to your conscience by doing this?"

Yan Bugui lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Yudong, you've gone too far. Even if Old Yan was wrong, you can't get him wet like this." The old man said to He Yudong again.

He Yudong shrugged and said, "Uncle, I was forced to do this. He has been causing trouble for me time and time again. I can't just keep swallowing my anger, right?"

The uncle shook his head helplessly and said, "Alright, let's leave it at that. Old Yan, apologize to Yudong, and Yudong, don't pursue the matter any further."

Although Yan Bugui was unwilling, he knew he was in the wrong, so he had to apologize to He Yudong reluctantly.

He Yudong sneered, ignored Yan Bugui's apology, and turned back home.

After returning home, He Yudong took a shower and changed into clean clothes. He sat on the bed, thinking about what happened today, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

It has been a while since he came to this world. He has experienced all kinds of challenges and difficulties, but he has never given up. He knows that only by continuous efforts can he survive in this world.

Just then, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He Yudong opened the door and saw a young and beautiful woman standing at the door.

The woman was wearing a simple dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders, picturesque features, and a cool temperament.

"Who are you?" He Yudong asked puzzledly.

"My name is Qin Huairu, and I'm Jia Dongxu's wife." The woman said lightly.

He Yudong was stunned. Jia Dongxu? Wasn't that Sha Zhu's mortal enemy? Why did his wife come to see him?

Qin Huairu looked at He Yudong, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and said, "I want to ask you for a favor."

He Yudong was even more confused, but he still asked politely, "What can I do for you?"

Qin Huairu bit her lip and said softly: "I want you to... help me give birth to a child..."

He Yudong returned to the front yard with a bucket full of chicken manure and a strange smile on his face. The third uncle Yan Bugui was sitting at the door of his house, drinking tea leisurely, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Hey, Yudong, what are you doing? Making fertilizer?" Yan Bugui asked sarcastically, his eyes full of provocation.

He Yudong sneered, said nothing, walked to the door of Yan Bugui's house, and suddenly threw the chicken manure in his hand out.

"Wow--"

Chicken manure fell like raindrops, instantly covering the ground in front of Yan Bugui's house, emitting a disgusting stench.

"You...you...what are you doing?!" Yan Bugui jumped up from his chair, pointing at He Yudong and cursing, "You little bastard, are you crazy?!"

He Yudong clapped his hands and said innocently, "Uncle, you are wrongly accusing me. I just saw that your doorstep is too clean. I'm helping you apply fertilizer so that your crops can grow well next year!"

"You...you...you are seeking revenge! Naked revenge!" Yan Bugui was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at He Yudong's nose and cursed, "Just wait, I will go to the street office and sue you!"

"Go ahead, I'll wait." He Yudong said nonchalantly and turned back to his room.

Yan Bugui ran to the subdistrict office in a rage, but found that the director was not there today. He could only return to the courtyard in despair, looking at the pile of chicken manure at the door of his house, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He Yudong's action completely angered Yan Bugui. He decided not to be patient any longer and to fight to the death with He Yudong.

The next day, He Yudong found that there was more garbage at his doorstep, mixed with some dead rats, rotten vegetable leaves and other dirty things.

He Yudong took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and cleaned up the garbage. He knew that this was just another provocation from Yan Bugui.

That night, He Yudong sneaked into Yan Bugui's house and found Yan Bugui's private money in a pair of worn-out shoes under the bed.

He Yudong took out all the money and counted it, a total of more than 300 yuan. This was Yan Bugui's savings over the years.

He Yudong did not keep the money for himself, but used it to buy a lot of firecrackers.

Early the next morning, people in the courtyard were awakened by a deafening sound of firecrackers.

They all ran out and saw He Yudong standing at the door of Yan Bugui's house, holding lit firecrackers in his hand and throwing them towards Yan Bugui's house.

"Crackling——"

The sound of firecrackers echoed throughout the courtyard, and the strong smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Yan Bugui was awakened by the sound of firecrackers and ran out in a hurry. When he saw this scene, he was so angry that he almost died.

"He Yudong! You bastard! You..."

Before Yan Bugui finished cursing, a firecracker flew into his mouth.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang and a puff of black smoke came out of Yan Bugui's mouth.

The people around were stunned by this scene, and then burst into laughter.

After throwing the firecrackers, He Yudong clapped his hands, looked at Yan Bugui's embarrassed appearance, and smiled triumphantly.

"Yan Bugui, this is just the beginning, there is still a long way to go!"

After saying that, He Yudong turned around and went back to his room, leaving Yan Bugui alone in the wind.

In the next few days, the war between He Yudong and Yan Bugui continued to escalate.

He Yudong put laxatives in Yan Bugui's teacup, let all the chickens Yan Bugui raised run away, and put a snake in Yan Bugui's bed.

Yan Bugui was not to be outdone. He punctured He Yudong's bicycle tire, cut He Yudong's clothes into pieces, and put rat droppings in He Yudong's food.

The fight between the two made the entire courtyard uneasy.

The old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he called the two of them together to mediate.

"Yudong, Yan Bugui, you are neighbors living in the same courtyard. You see each other every day. Can't you discuss things properly? Why do you have to make such a fuss?" The old man advised earnestly.

"Uncle, you don't know, this Yan Bugui is such a jerk, he..." He Yudong was about to accuse Yan Bugui of crimes, but was interrupted by Yan Bugui.

"Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense, he..."

The two of them started arguing again, talking back and forth.

The old man shook his head helplessly. He knew that the conflict between the two men had reached an irreconcilable point.

Just then, an unexpected person appeared...Qin Huairu.

She was holding a package in her hand, her face was pale and haggard.

"Yudong, I...I'm pregnant..."

He Yudong returned to the front yard with a bucket full of chicken manure and a wicked smile on his face. He did not directly pour the chicken manure at the door of the third uncle's house, but walked around the courtyard first and deliberately sprinkled the chicken manure in the bucket on the ground, leaving a stinky "trail".

This "track" finally stopped at the door of Uncle San's house. He Yudong put down the bucket and knocked on the door.