Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 542: Ninety-Eight Reincarnations
"Ninety-eight, ninety-eight, see you in nineteen ninety-eight, see you in the silver"

The singing voice floated in the central courtyard of No. 95 Courtyard. At this time, He Daqing was sitting in the main room of the central courtyard of his house. In order to restore the original appearance, Yan Bugui did not make partitions for his house. It was the original layout when He Yuzhu was there. The living room, bedroom and kitchen were all in one room, so it looked particularly large.

There are two large round tables in the room at this moment. They are prepared for dinner in the evening. Today is New Year's Eve, and everyone has agreed to celebrate the New Year together today. Of course, Yi Zhonghai's family also has two tables, and the original Jia Dongxu's family and Zhang Erzhu's family also have two tables, otherwise there really wouldn't be enough space.

In principle, the agreement was that when everyone had finished eating, they would come to the Central Courtyard, but what was unexpected was that no one from old Liu's family came. Before nine o'clock, Liu Haizhong and his wife started drinking with He Daqing. Of course, there were also Yi Zhonghai and his wife Li Cuilan. The old people were not alone either, and they drank and chatted.

After a while, when it was almost twelve o'clock, other people and children came one after another. This time it was really complete, almost everyone came. However, when Yan Jiekuang saw Li Huaide and Liu Lan appear in the yard, he felt something was wrong.

This shouldn't be the case. This was just a New Year's Eve dinner, how come even they showed up? The people who showed up next were even more outrageous. When Director Yang and Director Chang showed up, Yan Jiekuang was stunned and just sat there. It was a lonely round table in Zhang Erzhu's room.

There was a commotion outside, but Yan Jiekuang didn't feel anything. His wife and children also came and went straight to the main room, but he didn't feel anything. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. He wanted to move, but he couldn't. This room seemed to be outside the entire courtyard, and everyone ignored him.

Outside, the women in the courtyard were busy serving dishes and wandering around the rooms, except for his room. Sha Zhu's smiling face, Xu Damao's flattering fake smile, even his brothers Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang were smiling and passing out cigarettes, Yu Li and Qin Huairu were constantly pouring wine at the tables, and there were also Qin Jingru, Ran Qiuye, You Fengxia, He Yushui, Yan Jiedi and Liu Yuhua. Yan Jiekuang was a little confused. What was going on? Why were they all back? And they were still so harmonious?
Yan Jiekuang wanted to move, but after struggling for a long time, it was all in vain. Looking at the scene outside, it was like watching a TV drama. He didn't know why it was like this. He thought of Liangzi, Fangfang and Nannan, and opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out. The whole room seemed to be closed, and the people outside seemed unable to see.

When the clock struck midnight, everything around him was silent. There was no sound at all. It was pitch black. Yan Jiekuang was confused. He didn't know if he still existed in the world. Was he alive? Or dead?
He slowly rose up. What Yan Jiekuang didn't know was that he had turned into a ball of light and slowly rose up, but he didn't rise very high before he hovered above the courtyard.

Inside the quadrangle, the central courtyard was filled with singing and dancing. The TV was playing Lao Zhao's skits, and the crowd watching TV were holding fruits and melon seeds while watching and laughing.

In He Daqing's house, the old brothers were drinking wine and chatting about family matters. Gradually, Yan Jiekuang discovered that there was another square table behind this table. Four people were sitting there. One was a deaf old lady, one was Jia Zhang, one he didn't recognize, and the other was Jia Dongxu.

That’s not right. Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu are sitting together watching TV outside. How come there is another Jia Dongxu inside?
At this moment, suddenly a huge ball of fire appeared and quickly smashed towards the ground from outer space, targeting this courtyard. Yan Jiekuang was anxious. He wanted to shout and tell people to run quickly, but he couldn't make any sound. The fireball quickly melted Yan Jiekuang and also smashed towards the direction of the courtyard.

Before Yan Jiekuang lost consciousness, he shouted "Mom". Yang Ruiping in the courtyard seemed to have heard it and raised his head, but saw nothing.

In an instant, the world lost all its luster and became quiet, as if these people had never been to this world, or as if the world did not exist. Everything was so peaceful and natural.

Flowers bloom and fall every year, flowers fall and bloom every year.

In Sijiucheng, there is an unknown alley with a broken basket lying across one side of the alley, making the already narrow alley even narrower.

It was early in the morning. A wooden door next to the broken basket opened, and a young man came out holding a tea bowl. He rinsed his mouth and was about to spit to the left out of habit, but then he saw the broken basket and choked on his tea. The angry young man shouted, "Who is this? Which grandson threw junk at my doorstep? Grandma, don't make me look for you. If I look for you, I will destroy you."

But it was obvious that he was cursing towards the door of a nearby yard. He looked at the broken basket, and became angrier and angrier. He kicked it, and the basket flew out. Inside was a child of about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a baby in his arms. He was frightened. The young man sighed and saw the child's breath. Fortunately, the baby was alive. He pulled up the quilt to check on the child, and saw that he was also alive. Only then did he feel relieved. It would be unlucky to run into these two dead people so early in the morning, and it would be hard to explain why he ran into them at his doorstep.

After looking at the two children, the young man turned and went into the yard. After a while, an old woman came out, followed by a thin girl. The old woman looked at them and said, "Girl, carry them into the house. In this day and age, it would be a sin if they froze to death at the door."

Without saying anything, the girl took the baby out of the child's hands and put it in the old lady's arms. The old lady was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. Then she took the child and went into the yard. With a bang, the gate of the yard was closed tightly. Yan Jiekuang woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in an antique house. The bed was made of mahogany, the quilt was made of silk, and even the furniture was old furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties. A young girl was lying next to the bed. It was obvious that the girl was too sleepy and fell asleep next to his bed.

Yan Jiekuang was just about to sit up when he felt a sharp pain. Countless pieces of information were transmitted to his brain and he fainted again.

When he woke up again, he said to himself: "My name is Wang Wenyuan, and I have a sister named Wang Wenli. Fuck, don't let me live, do it again."

Hearing the shouting, the young man outside walked into the house and said with a smile: "Hey, man, what's wrong, are you awake? You have to kowtow to me. If it weren't for me, you would have frozen to death at my doorstep."

Yan Jiekuang, now Wang Wenyuan, already knew everything about the matter, and without saying a word, he sat on the bed and kowtowed to the young man three times. It was really loud, bang bang.

The young man was startled, and quickly helped Wang Wenyuan up and said, "You silly boy, I was just joking, if you don't freeze to death, you'll die of your knocking."

An old woman came in from outside, lifting the curtain, and said unhappily, "Xiao Wuzi, you have nothing to do, am I? Instead of teasing a child, you should sell two paintings to avoid being out of money at night."

"Okay, grandma, Wuzi is leaving soon. You take a rest. The kid is awake and I just want to tease him. That's enough, I'm leaving now." The young man walked out of the house.

Wang Wenyuan looked at the old lady and the young woman and said, "Grandma, thank you for saving my sister and me. I will always remember your kindness and will spend my whole life repaying you. But, what about my sister?"

The old lady chuckled and said, "Don't worry, your sister won't get lost. She's in the east room. But where are you from? Why do you sound like you're from here?"

Wang Wenyuan sorted out his memories and said, "My family originally lived in Nanluoguxiang. My parents were arrested, and my sister and I were the only ones left at home. I ran away to Xicheng to look for my great-grandmother. By the way, grandma, my great-grandmother's surname is Zhao. Do you know anyone in this area?"

The old lady was startled and asked, "What's your name Zhao? Maybe I recognize you."

Wang Wenyuan said: "My name is Zhao Yuntai, he is Manchu, I am also Manchu."

The old lady looked at Wang Yuanyi straight in the eye, and after a while she asked, "Your mother's name is Zhao Yulan, right?"

Wang Wenyuan was stunned and nodded. The old lady hugged Wang Wenyuan and said, "Oh, my poor grandson, you two have suffered so much. I told them not to get involved, but they just wouldn't listen. Now, oh, my poor grandson."

As she spoke, she pulled Wang Wenyuan up and walked out. Wang Wenyuan was about to ask his grandmother when the maid next to him spoke, "This is the wing room. Our family is poor and can only burn charcoal in the east room. Let's go, let's talk in the east room."

The old lady took Wang Wenyuan and the maid to the east room. As soon as they entered the room, Wang Wenyuan saw his sister lying on the bed, her little hands waving around. Wang Wenyuan quickly ran over and climbed onto the bed, looking at his sister. His sister also looked at him and started laughing when she saw him.

(End of this chapter)