Film and Television Time Travel From the Courtyard

Just as Zhang Xiaoshan was pushing his bicycle out of the front yard, he was stopped by Yan Fugui.

"Third son, you have to go out on Sunday. It's chaotic outside, so stop running out."

Yan Fugui warned carefully. He was suspended from school two months ago and had just resumed his status as a teacher. The chaos on the streets frightened him.

"Thank you, Third Uncle. It's okay. I won't fight for power or profit, so no one will pay attention to me." Zhang Xiaoshan thanked him.

"By the way, there will be a hospital-wide meeting at seven o'clock in the evening. Remember to come back to participate."

When Zhang Xiaoshan walked out of the door, he heard Yan Fugui's shout, turned around and nodded to him, got on the car and left.

Slogans were everywhere on the streets, passionate songs were floating in the air, groups of soldiers were shouting slogans, and ordinary people were rushing around, as if something terrible was chasing them.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who was indifferent to these, arrived near the leather shoe factory on Qianmen Street more than half an hour later.

I put on my scarf and hat, covered my face, parked my bicycle in front of a hotel, and walked for another ten minutes to a small courtyard.

The location of the small courtyard is very secluded, with the high wall of the leather shoe factory behind it, and the people living nearby are the old, weak, sick and disabled. Zhang Xiaoshan searched for several months before renting such a house within five kilometers of Li Fanglan's home.

He checked the three marks on the courtyard door to confirm that no one had entered or exited here before unlocking the door and entering.

The yard is very small, with only one room divided into inner and outer rooms.

Qin Huairu heard the noise and hurried out of the house, happily welcoming Zhang Xiaoshan into the house.

She has been living here for three days, eating, drinking and sleeping here. She only went out twice, and Zhang Xiaoshan took her out.

Zhang Xiaoshan helped her disguise herself and took her back and forth between Li Fanglan's home and the courtyard many times.

"I can't stay long. Let's do a training. Here are the clothes. I lie on the ground and don't move. You help me put them on as fast as you can."

Zhang Xiaoshan opened the bag in his hand, took out a coat with unique buttons, handed it to Qin Huairu, and lay down on the ground...

After practicing for more than an hour, Qin Huairu was able to skillfully help Zhang Xiaoshan put on the coat within ten seconds and ended the training.

Zhang Xiaoshan patted the dust on his body and said seriously:

"The plan starts tomorrow. Have a good rest tonight. When you get up, put on a good disguise. I'll pick you up at nine in the morning. I have to leave."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaoshan was ready to open the door.

Qin Huairu grabbed him and said excitedly: "I don't know what you are going to do, but I know it must be dangerous, otherwise I would not be so well prepared. Remember, your wife and children are still waiting for you, I... …”

Before she finished her last words, she stopped, and then let go of Zhang Xiaoshan's forearm.

Zhang Xiaoshan took a deep look at her, nodded, covered his face with a scarf, turned and left.

………

At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xiaoshan came to the middle courtyard.

It’s still the Eight Immortals table, the same three stewards, and the same residents who are watching.

The only thing that changed was that Yan Fugui spoke first this time.

"Neighbors, please be quiet. The main topic of this meeting is that we three old guys should give up our positions to give young people or capable people a chance to exercise."

The residents in the courtyard were talking quietly, but no one came out to object.

Liu Haizhong looked ashen and said sadly: "The three of us really can't do anything anymore. Lao Yi and I are both blind. Lao Yan has now become the stinky old nine and can no longer lead everyone."

Yi Zhonghai sat there like a fool, expressionless, as if nothing could move him.

His face was dirty, his clothes were dirty and torn, his hair and beard were messy, and he was almost in disgrace.

Yan Fugui said helplessly: "Everyone, let's make a choice. If this continues, our hospital will be disbanded."

Everyone in the courtyard started talking about each other.

Yan Jiedi said in a low voice: "Brother Sanzi, don't be an uncle. You will not end well."

Zhang Xiaoshan touched the little girl's head and said with a smile: "I don't have the courage. Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

Yan Jiedi continued: "Third brother, my eldest brother wanted to squeeze him out of the job for the first two months. You see, he is also blind now, and my sister-in-law ran away with my little nephew. It's so scary."

Zhang Xiaoshan nodded and continued to listen to everyone's discussion.

"Who dares to be the boss? Aren't you afraid of going blind?"

"That's right, you see, Silly Zhu wanted to be an uncle last time, but he didn't even make a choice before he went blind."

"Too evil."

"Keep it down, do you want to live in the bullpen?"

"But speaking of it, Xu Damao is the most unlucky. He is blind and still wants to choose the uncle. Within two months, he became mute again, and his mother is also blind."

"Our hospital is uneasy. Yan Jiecheng is also blind. Of the three uncles, only Teacher Yan is fine."

"Why didn't you report it to the street? There are so many people in this courtyard who are blind, deaf, and mute. There must be something wrong."

"What does this mean? In the past few years, more than half of the people in that village starved to death, and no one investigated, let alone how many people in our hospital went blind."

The more people in the courtyard talked, the more they became frightened. They were all worried that it would be their turn to be a blind or deaf person next.

Yan Fugui listened to the discussion of the people below, shook his head, and murmured with Liu Haizhong for a while.

Yan Fugui said with a wry smile: "It seems that no one wants to be this uncle.

Well, why don’t we talk about the Jia family first. "

"Third uncle, what can you say? The Jia family has been quiet for three days. I don't know if Jia Zhang and Bang Gang are still alive?"

"She must have starved to death. I could still hear them humming a few times the day before yesterday, but there was no sound the day before yesterday."

"When Xu Damao and his mother died a few days ago, didn't she come out and call out a few times?"

"Aunt Liu, please stop talking, I have goosebumps all over."

…

Hundreds of people discussed it for a long time, and finally Yan Fugui and Liu Haizhong came up with the idea, and decided that the second aunt and the third aunt would bring a few old ladies into Jia's house to have a look.

Several people entered Jia's house carrying several kerosene lamps and smelled a disgusting stench.

The house was bare, everything that could be sold was sold, and only a broken bed stood alone against the wall.

Ah, several aunts ran out screaming, and then started vomiting.

"What's going on? Come here a few young men, go in and take a look." Yan Fugui directed.

Then, Yan Fugui led five or six brave people in.

As soon as they entered, two people ran out, shouting with horror on their faces: "Dead, dead."

Those who were brave enough also rushed into Jia's house. To their surprise, Yan Jiekuang wanted to drag Zhang Xiaoshan in with him, but Zhang Xiaoshan stopped him.

Yan Jiekuang entered Jia's house, his eyes widened and his whole body trembled with fear.

Half of Banggeng's body was on the bed, and the other half was outside the bed. His head was stuffed in the toilet, motionless, and the dirt was buried up to his neck.

Mrs. Jia Zhang's eyes were wide open and her mouth was open wide. She was as skinny as a skeleton, and she was obviously dead.

When the people who entered Jia's house came out, their faces were pale and frightened.

"Ah, I was scared to death. Banggeng drowned in the toilet, and Mrs. Jia Zhang also starved to death." Yan Jiekang shouted as he walked out the door.

The residents of the courtyard were frightened and talked a lot.

Yan Fugui wandered back to the Eight Immortals Table, regained his composure, picked up the loudspeaker in his bangs and shouted: "There is a death in the Jia family, please call the police immediately."

………

Zhang Xiaoshan returned home and lay on the bed. He was very happy. All his enemies had received their due end.

Xu Damao and Xu's mother didn't know if they were desperate. They drank pesticide and died together.

Silly Zhu and his godfather Yi Zhonghai are also blind, and now they rely on odd jobs arranged by the factory and the street to make a living.

Yan Jiecheng was a white-eyed wolf. After he became blind, his job was adjusted and his wife ran away with the children.

For Liu Haizhong, he is the father of the Liu brothers after all. After Zhang Xiaoshan only absorbed his vision, he himself was useless. But with his second aunt taking care of him, he should be able to enjoy his old age in peace and won't go out to do evil again.

Today, Mrs. Jia Zhang and Bang Gang also died, and their deaths were so strange.

The satisfied Zhang Xiaoshan fell asleep after a while. He needed to recuperate enough to face tomorrow's challenges.