Courtyard House: He Yuzhu Joins the Army, Presses an AK-47 with One Hand

"Liu Haizhong! You weren't this heartless before, how come you're so ruthless this time?"

“I know you’re still angry with Yan Bugui, but now is not the time to be angry. Besides, Jiefang is a child we’ve all watched grow up. Can you really bear to see him get into trouble?”

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's anger, Liu Haizhong, who was standing next to him, finally stopped talking.

Yan Jiefang is not a good person, and he never considers neighborhood ties or family relationships when he does things.

If it weren't for wanting to save face, he probably wouldn't have wanted to have any interaction with Yan Jiefang at all.

Yi Zhonghai, standing in front of him, was still earnestly trying to persuade him.

"We all live in the same courtyard house, so we should help each other out when needed. Can you guarantee that you won't need anyone's help in the future?"

People around them also criticized him.

"The child's problem is the most important issue right now. What can't we wait until the child is found before we talk about anything else?"

"If you don't want to go, don't blame us for being heartless to you in the future. Every household needs help sometimes. If you don't go today, people will have a reason not to visit your house in the future. Think about it carefully!"

"Come with us. There's strength in numbers. We need to find the child first."

People around were talking about it.

Just as Liu Haizhong was about to give in, a voice came from outside.

"Who is Yan Jiefang's parent?"

The voice was very familiar. Following the direction of the voice, Yi Zhonghai quickly saw Han Youdong, the director of the subdistrict office.

"Director Han?"

When he saw the other party come to the courtyard house in person, Yi Zhonghai was stunned.

Director Han's official position is neither high nor low, but because he leads the entire community security committee, he can usually provide a lot of help.

At that moment, Yi Zhonghai hurriedly stepped forward.

"Director Han? Why did you come in person? Is there any instruction you need today?"

Han Youdong gave him a brief, indifferent look.

He nodded to one of his men behind him, who then escorted in a man dressed in black.

"Are these people from your courtyard house?"

As the man in black was pushed in, everyone stared intently!

"son?"

The three aunties stopped crying.

As soon as she saw her son return, the third aunt rushed forward and hugged him.

"Why are you so temperamental? Your father just said a few words to you. What bad intention do parents have? How can you not understand such a small thing?"

"And... we cooked such delicious food at home today, and you want to go out without even eating any? Aren't you missing out?"

The old woman wanted to speak again, but the members of the neighborhood committee forcibly separated her from Yan Jiefang.

"Are you their family members?"

Han Youdong raised his head again.

“This kid just ate at a street stall and ran away without paying. He was caught by our men. I just paid for him. Can someone give me the money?”

Upon hearing this, the people in the courtyard all revealed a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Everyone knows that Yan Jiefang has been a troublemaker since he was a child, but no one expected that he would dare to dine and dash outside.

"You dare to dine and dash outside?"

Yan Bugui reacted quickly.

Chapter 217 Being Fawned Over

He already felt ashamed enough in this courtyard, but he never expected his son to be so disappointing, even getting Director Han to come knocking on his door.

Thinking of this, Yan Bugui trembled with anger.

"Is your family lacking you food or clothing? What are you doing outside?"

"You eat and then you don't give me anything? Is this how I usually raise you? Do you even consider me your father?"

Yan Jiefang stood to the side, refusing to say a word...

Seeing him with his head down, Yan Bugui was furious.

"Eat and dash? No one in our family has that kind of bad gene. Since you dare to do this today, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

He simply pulled out the belt from his waist.

Seeing that her son was about to be beaten, the third aunt could only frantically hug Yan Bugui.

"Honey... the child could have eaten at home tonight, but if it weren't for what you said, the child wouldn't be feeling so unwell?"

"He ate and dashed because he didn't have any money on him. Just make him bring more money next time he goes out. Why do you have to hit him like that?"

Yan Bugui refused to back down.

"He embarrassed me so badly in public, I'm going to beat him to death today."

The courtyard was in complete chaos, with everyone watching the farce unfold.

Han Youdong frowned.

"I'm here to ask for money!"

He couldn't help but look at the group of people from earlier.

"I don't want to watch these family dramas. Just give me the money, and while you're at it, teach your son a good lesson..."

Xu Damao, who was standing next to him, smiled deliberately.

"Third Uncle, didn't you always boast about your excellent parenting skills? How come you've raised a son who dines and dashes? Is this your family tradition?"

Xu Damao knew that the Third Uncle cared most about his reputation.

What you're saying now is like rubbing salt into his wounds.

as predicted.

Hearing this, Yan Bugui became even angrier.

"Is this how I raised you?"

He held a leather whip in one hand and tried to grab Yan Jiefang with the other.

The third aunt was desperately trying to stop them.

"The child was just hungry. If you hadn't insisted on disciplining the child during mealtimes, would the child have gone out and caused trouble because they weren't full?"

"If you want to discipline the child today, you might as well just strangle me!"

The third aunt made a gesture as if she was about to step forward.

Wei Shufen, who was standing next to her, deliberately laughed.

She and her husband, Xu Damao, worked together in unison.

"Uncle, times have changed. This is no longer the era where children are raised with beatings. If you accidentally hurt your precious son, can you afford to take responsibility for it?"

"I advise you to have a good talk with the child. He's always had a bad temper and is very opinionated. What if he runs away from home again if you hit him with a stick?"

"Third Uncle, you can't handle this time. You need to be firm when managing things at home. Why aren't you being firm at all?"

The two of them sang in unison, and the laughter and mockery were incessant...

Hearing their voices, Yan Bugui's face instantly turned red with anger.

Coming to his senses, he quickly began to flatter Han Youdong, who was standing next to him.

"Director Han, I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble today. I know my son is a good-for-nothing, but I never expected him to go out and dine and dash just because of something at home. I'll definitely have to give him a good talking to when I get back!"

Han Youdong's face turned ashen.

"I don't want to hear this nonsense!"

He wouldn't give Yan Bugui any face at all.

"When I got there, this kid was trying to fight with the stall owner. If it weren't for the people from our neighborhood committee, who knows how much trouble he would have caused. And he didn't even pay. Who's going to pay for this?"

Yan Bugui was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

He's increasingly disliking his son, but there's nothing he can do about it.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Upon hearing Han Youdong's voice, Yan Bugui quickly smiled obsequiously beside him.

"Of course, it's me!"

He smiled and looked ahead.

"Director Han, I really owe you a lot this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid my son might not have been able to come back. If I pay this money, will my son be able to stay at home?"

Getting the money wasn't the problem; the real issue was that Han Youdong might arrest and detain his son.

If he is really detained, Yan Jiefang will not be able to show his face in this courtyard house after his liberation.

"Your son has committed a serious offense this time!"

Han Youdong didn't say it directly, but his eyes were fixed sharply on Yan Bugui!

"understand!"

Yan Bugui was quick to understand and took a step forward with a smile.

“My son is usually disappointing, and I know I should educate him properly. I apologize for not educating him well before!”

"correct!"

Just as Han Youdong was about to say something, Yan Bugui suddenly raised his head!

"Director Han, you must know about Zhu Zi in our courtyard, right? Zhu Zi is quite a celebrity in our courtyard. We'll talk to Zhu Zi about it another day, and maybe we can have a meal with you, Director Han."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the courtyard expressed their disdain.

Everyone could see that Yan Bugui wanted to take advantage of He Yuzhu's identity.