Siheyuan: Space takes me to exchange!

When Li Xiuyuan got home, it was almost nine o'clock.

Passing by the front yard and looking at the Yan's house with the lights still on, Li Xiuyuan wondered what Yan Fugui thought after hearing what he said yesterday.

He didn't know that because of his words, Yan Fugui had a high fever and hated both the Jia family and Yi Zhonghai in his heart.

"Old Yan, you haven't recovered yet, why don't you lie down and rest?"

The third aunt saw her husband leaning against the head of the bed, frowning and thinking about something.

She was afraid that her husband would think too much and do something like last night.

My wife had a fever last night and her forehead was burning. Fortunately, we had some antipyretic pills at home. After taking them, her fever finally went down.

But a circle of blisters appeared around his mouth.

Yan Fugui shook his head. He felt sad when he thought about Banggeng being released today. Half of the ransom money was paid by his family!

His family made great efforts to release Banggeng.

Jia Zhang! Yi Zhonghai! You just wait.

"Old woman, go to that room and call Jie Cheng and his wife over to me, and call our three children over as well."

"What are you doing?" The third aunt was puzzled. It was so late, why were you still making a fuss?

"You don't understand. If I tell you to shout, just go ahead and shout!"

"Okay, don't be angry or upset, I'll call you right away."

The third aunt was also afraid that the old man would get hurt again. The whole family depended on Old Yan's salary. If Old Yan fell ill, their family would be finished.

All members of the Yan family were called to Yan Fugui's bedside, waiting for Yan Fugui's last words...ah, no, it was a speech.

"Dad, it's so late, what on earth do you want us to come for? Just tell me, I still have to go to work tomorrow!"

After Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, Yan Fugui became unhappy.

"You're still working? No matter how much money you make, you can't stand someone plotting against our family."

"What? Dad, who dares to plot against our family? And plot against you?"

Yan Fugui snorted and glanced at Yan Jiecheng, "Who is scheming? Who can outsmart me? Who dares to outsmart me? Over the years, I thought I had never suffered any loss in scheming. I didn't expect that I would get pecked in the eyes by two old sparrows while hunting geese all day long."

"Two more? Dad, are you saying that you were tricked by two people?" asked Yan Jiefang, the second son of the Yan family.

Yan Fugui nodded. "Yes, that's why I called you here. We lost 130 yuan this time... Hey, they schemed against us to lose it, so I can't bear this. I called you here to tell you to be more careful. Once we catch them, we can get our 130 yuan back, and they will have to pay the price."

After Yan Fugui said this, all the children in the Yan family asked who this person was?

"Dad, if we find out something wrong about them and want the money back, can you give us some of it?"

Yan Fugui looked at the second son who was speaking and felt that his second son had inherited his true teachings and would not give up until he saw some benefits.

"One hundred and thirty dollars. If you want all of it back, I'll give you two dollars."

"Two dollars? That's too little, Dad. Can you give me more?"

The Yan family’s children also felt that it was too little.

Yan Fugui had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "If you want to pay ten more, I'll give you one."

"Dad, can I give you five out of ten? Okay, let's do it. What do you think, brother?"

Yan Jiefang asked Yan Jiecheng to be his ally.

Yan Jiecheng nodded.

Yan Fugui thought about it and decided that it was other people’s money after all, and he could still get five dollars in the end, so it was fine!

"Then it's three dollars. You guys are just providing clues. I'll have to do it when the time comes, so I have to take the lion's share."

Finally, Yan Fugui and his children agreed that he would tell them about the Yan family’s current enemies.