The Great Era of Siheyuan

Li Wenqiang picked up the ten yuan on the table, flicked it casually and stuffed it into his arms, saying with a sneer.

"Yi Zhonghai, it depends on how you take the challenge from now on!"

Li Wenqiang walked to the door. Everyone in the yard had already left, leaving only Sha Zhu, Jia Zhangshi and Bang Geng guarding the casket.

It was a quiet and dark night, the sky was gray and it looked like it was going to rain. The neighbors had already gone to bed, leaving only a coffin standing alone in the middle of the yard.

The light spots in front of them flickered, they were the flames of incense ash blown away by the wind. The white spirits around them fluttered in the wind, and the burning paper money reflected on the faces of several people, like a layer of yellow filter.

I could still hear Qin Huairu crying next door. This scene seemed familiar. If Jia Dongxu was resurrected, the scene would be even more familiar.

When the two saw Li Wenqiang, they immediately showed hatred in their eyes. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't have been so many things happening today.

Li Wenqiang saw that the two people looked as if they didn't feel anything, so he smiled at them and then locked the door.

Only women and children would engage in verbal fights. He would either not fight or fight to the death! Just wait, there is still a long time to come!

Speaking of resentment, who has more resentment than him? More than a billion dollars were sent in before they were even spent. He felt that if he became a ghost now, he would at least be a top-level evil ghost.

Thinking of my luxury cars, villas, beauties, nannies, and KTV clubs, Bingbing, Tingting, Lili, Yuanyuan, Xuanxuan, Xiaomei...

He was heartbroken when all this went away with him. Oh, no, it seems that he has brought a villa with him. Thinking of this, Li Wenqiang turned around and entered the space. There was a funeral at the Jia family outside the door, and it felt scary to be in the house. It was just right to hide inside to avoid the bad luck.

Xu Damao returned to the house with the medicinal wine. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Even Li Wenqiang could resist, so why should he be bullied?

He felt suffocated whenever he thought of how he had been bullied in the past. He happened to have a bottle of wine in his hand, and Li Wenqiang didn't tell him how much to drink, so Xu Damao just started drinking one cup after another.

Drinking early strengthens the body, and soon he began to feel something in his stomach, and after two or three glasses of wine, the alcohol began to take effect. He felt as hot as a furnace, and whenever he saw a door panel, he wanted to go over and hit it.

In the middle courtyard, Jia Zhang had gone back to rest. Sha Zhu and Bang Geng were keeping vigil. Bang Geng, who was only ten years old, was not too old to know anything. However, he could not cry because Jia Dongxu had died. He only knew that the feast would start tomorrow. Just thinking about it made him drool.

Suddenly, there was a thunder and raindrops began to fall from the sky. Soon, the rain got heavier and heavier. The wind and rain directly wet and blew out Jia Dongxu's incense and paper money.

Shazhu shouted nervously, then hid under the eaves with Banggeng.

"It's raining! It's raining! Someone come and help!"

Sha Zhu's voice suddenly woke up the neighbors who had just fallen asleep in the quiet night.

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu had not fallen asleep in the first place, so when they heard the shouting, they immediately got up, put on some thin clothes and ran out.

When he saw the scene outside, he immediately screamed miserably.

"Dongxu~! Someone come quickly, please help me, help me carry the coffin in! I beg you!"

Qin Huairu rushed directly into the rain, lying on the coffin and crying, trying to shield Jia Dongxu from the rain. But her thin body could not stop the downpour, except getting herself wet, revealing her plump and charming body, which was useless.

"Dongxu, my son, this is such a wicked God. It rained today instead of earlier. It's really trying to make things difficult for our family! Please help me carry Dongxu in!"

Jia Zhang stood at the door and stamped her feet anxiously.

"Sister Qin, you just gave birth to a child, so you don't catch a cold in the rain!"

When Sha Zhu saw Qin Huairu's seductive wet body, he couldn't help swallowing and advised with burning eyes.

However, Qin Huairu was as anxious as an ant on hot pan at this moment, so she had no time to pay attention to him.

Yi Zhonghai jumped up and ran out wearing only a pair of shorts and a vest.

Looking at the bean-sized raindrops hitting the ground and splashing water, Yi Zhonghai's face looked very bad. He had been a little worried before, but he didn't expect it to really rain.

"It's bad! Someone come quickly, Lao Yan, Lao Liu, call your children over here and move the coffin under the eaves!"

The anxious call made everyone in the yard stand up at once, and those in charge of the family ran to the middle courtyard to check the situation.

Li Wenqiang also heard the call in the villa and hurriedly put down the computer. He didn't expect that his villa had water, electricity and internet, and the balance in the account was exactly the same, but he just couldn't use it.

After not being in touch with modern society for a few days, he could not help but go online to check the news he used. But he found nothing, which made him very strange. He was worth more than a billion, so he was considered a big shot, but he didn't expect that no one paid attention to him.

There was no time to think about it. There was such a big commotion in the yard, so he had to go and take a look. Although he had an unpleasant quarrel with them today, the dead were the greatest, so he didn't mind lending a hand.

"What happened? Hey, why is it raining so hard all of a sudden? Come on, go find some ropes. It's broad daylight now. You two should hurry up and find something to cover him."

Looking at the heavy rain outside, Liu Haizhong was shocked. It has been dry for several months, but he didn't expect it to rain so heavily tonight. It seemed like it rained at the wrong time. The coffin was completely wet.

“Here they come! Jie Cheng, Jie Fang, Jie Kuang, the three of you, come over here and help!”

Li Wenqiang also opened the door and walked out. He didn't care about getting wet. He rushed into the rain and pulled up Qin Huairu who was lying on the coffin.

"What are you doing? Go back and change your clothes! Don't get in the way here. Where's the rope? Have you found it? And the wooden stick for carrying the coffin, is there anyone who can go find it?"

Li Wenqiang shouted loudly.

"Here it comes, here comes the rope!"

Several people ran out from the backyard. They were the two brothers of the Liu family and the two neighbors in the backyard.

"Here are the sticks. I took four. Are they enough?"

Another voice came from the front, followed by a few skinny young men, who were the three brothers of the Yan family.

"Three is enough, give me the rope!"

Li Wenqiang took the rope from Liu Guangtian, tied a coffin-lifting knot, and after tying three knots in a row, he inserted the wooden stick.

"Jia Zhang, where are you going to put your son?"

Li Wenqiang asked Jia Zhang in the pouring rain, raindrops dripping from his forehead like beads, and his clothes and pants were already wet.

“Let go…!”

Jia Zhang originally wanted to put it next to her window, but when she thought of the tragic death of her son, she hesitated!

Qin Huairu had already burst into tears.

"Hurry up and tell me, who is free to spend time with you?"

Li Wenqiang glared at her. It was already this late and she was still hesitating.

"Zhu Zi, please vacate your room. You have to help with the vigil these days anyway, so it's just right to keep the body in your room to keep an eye on it."

Yi Zhonghai spoke at this time.

Sha Zhu originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Qin Huairu's plump and attractive figure, he finally agreed.

"Row!"