Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 887 Helping Rainwater
It took Wang Zhan and Wang Li a whole morning to clear the snow in their yard. Except for making two snowmen for Wang Li, Wang Zhan transported the rest to the alley outside the hutong on a tricycle.

Wang Zhan and Wang Li were both a little tired. At noon, Wang Zhan made two bowls of noodles. After eating, they remembered that there was no movement from He Yushui. The two siblings thought about it and decided to go next door to check.

The two siblings were wrapped tightly and walked into Maoer Hutong. Even after just a few steps, Wang Zhan found it very difficult to walk, and Wang Li even fell. It seemed that the neighbors nearby had not come out to clean up the snow in the alley yet.

At the gate of Wang Zhan's own home, Wang Zhan was only cleaning the road from the gate to the entrance of the alley. It was indeed a lot of work. Wang Zhan looked at the roads at both ends of the alley and estimated that even if the school did not notify the suspension of classes today, few people would be able to go to school.

When I walked to the gate of the Jinxing compound, I saw that only half of the gate was open, and the other half was still closed. There was a lot of noise inside, and it seemed that every household was clearing the snow.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Zhan saw his third uncle Yan Bugui directing his eldest son Yan Jiecheng to clear the snow on the roof. Every household in the front yard was cleaning the roof and the door, and they were all working busily.

Wang Li pulled Wang Zhan aside and asked, "Brother, is this just about everyone cleaning up their own mess?"

Wang Zhan was amused and said, "That's right. I guess after they finish cleaning their own homes, they will go to clean the public areas."

Suddenly a child's voice came from the side, asking: "Big brother, are you here to look for Sister Yushui? She is also sweeping snow in the middle courtyard."

Wang Zhan turned his head and looked at a little boy. He actually recognized him. He was Yan Jiekuang, the third son of the Yan family who came to the gate and wanted to go into the yard to take a look when the yard was being renovated.

Wang Zhan took out a piece of candy, handed it to Yan Jiekuang and said, "Yes, little friend, thank you. We will be there soon."

Yan Jiekuang took the candy and didn't move. He stared at Wang Zhan with wide eyes. Wang Zhan was very confused. At this time, Yan Jiekuang said, "Big brother, I have a two-year-old sister. She is very cute."

Wang Zhan laughed and marveled at how smart this kid was. He took out another piece from his pocket and handed it to him. Yan Jiekuang put the candy in his pocket first and then ran to the west wing.

Yan Bugui was sweating profusely as he was working with his two sons. He heard some noise at the door and wanted to come out to take a look, but when he turned around, he found it was Wang Zhan with his sister. He snorted and continued to work.

Wang Zhan thought to himself, this old guy still has some resentment. I have let him go several times, but he doesn’t know how to be grateful.

Wang Zhan ignored him and took his sister's hand and went to the middle courtyard. As soon as they entered the middle courtyard, he saw He Yushui shoveling snow from a cart with a shovel from a distance. The door of her own east wing had been cleared, and she was clearing the snow in front of her brother's door.

Wang Zhan ran over and asked, "You haven't even cleaned the roof yet. Won't the ground be covered with snow again soon? Where's your brother?"

When He Yushui saw that it was Wang Zhan who came, he was very happy and said, "My brother went to the police station to help out early in the morning. I heard that several houses collapsed in this area, so he went to help. By the way, Brother Zhan, I can't get on the roof."

"It's no big deal. I'm here. You don't have to worry about it. By the way, have you eaten?" Wang Zhan asked.

He Yushui is actually very hungry now. He hasn't rested since this morning. He drank a bowl of cornmeal porridge early in the morning and has been doing so ever since.

"Lili, bring your sister Yushui to my house. There are still noodles at home. Yushui, you can eat them yourself. There are only some noodles left from the door to the entrance of my alley. It's just a few steps away. Go quickly. I'll take care of this." Wang Zhan said to He Yushui.

He Yushui was not polite to Wang Zhan. He gave the shovel to Wang Zhan and walked out with Wang Li. Wang Zhan took off his coat and hung it at the door of Shazhu. He took the shovel and broom and climbed up the wall. Then he climbed up the roof of Shazhu's house and started cleaning. When he had just cleaned half of the roof, he heard someone calling him from below.

He walked to the eaves and looked down. Wow, a group of people were looking up at him. Leading them was none other than Jia Zhang, followed by Aunt Li, and Jia's daughters-in-law Qin Huairu and Bang Geng.

Jia Zhang smiled and shouted, "Young man, you are from the next yard, right? By the way, after you clean up Sha Zhu's house, can you help us clean the roof? The men in my family and Yida's family are not at home, can you help us?"

Wang Zhan was not used to hearing such kind words coming from Jia Zhang's mouth. He said on the roof: "Auntie, if you have any problems, you should go to the manager. I have other things to do after I finish cleaning. You have to solve the problems in your yard by yourselves."

"Isn't it your duty to help your neighbors? Besides, what did you learn in school? Don't you know how to help others?" Jia Zhang's face immediately turned gloomy.

"Can I help? I'm doing this for the sake of my classmate. I'm helping He Yushui. If you want help, you wouldn't ask someone in your yard." Wang Zhan said. At this time, Wang Zhan had noticed that an old lady had recognized him and turned away.

Wang Zhan still felt a little guilty. If it was just for Li's mother's sake, he should go to help, but he couldn't do that now. The Jia family was following behind him, and the workload was too heavy. If he agreed, he would have nothing to do for the whole afternoon.

Wang Zhan ignored them and said, "Stay away. If the snow falls, it will hurt anyone."

Jia Zhang cursed: "You bastard, you are not even willing to help me. You are obviously a selfish person."

When Jia Zhang saw that Wang Zhan ignored her, she wanted to continue to curse even more harshly. Qin Huairu, who was standing next to her, pulled Jia Zhang and whispered, "Okay, Mom, since this kid doesn't want to help, why don't you go to the backyard to look for the second uncle? His three kids are all at home."

Jia Zhang pouted in Wang Zhan's direction, turned around and asked, "Why don't you go to the front yard to find the third uncle? I don't want to see that fat guy Liu acting so arrogantly."

Qin Huairu said, "The Third Master is the type who won't release his eagle until he sees the rabbit. If you don't have money, don't count on him to help you."

The old lady returned home with mixed feelings. The dusty memories surfaced in her mind. It took her a long time to recover. She took out the money and walked to the front yard. Then she bargained with Yan Bugui and finally hired the Yan family for two dollars to help clean her house and the deaf old lady's house.

There were also a few families who hired the Liu brothers from the backyard and paid them fifty cents privately. The two brothers were so happy. They didn't expect that the heavy snow would allow them to make money.

But when the two brothers saw their father's malicious eyes, they felt that they could not keep this income.

In the end, Liu Haizhong only asked them to hand in half of it, and the two brothers felt relieved and started working with great enthusiasm.

Wang Zhan ignored the things happening in the yard. After clearing the snow off the roofs and doorsteps of Sha Zhu and He Yushui's houses, he went straight home without saying goodbye to anyone.

When Yan Bugui was about to walk out of the yard, he wanted to stop him and say something, but Wang Zhan walked quickly and gave Yan Bugui a very cold look. In the end, Yan Bugui didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)