The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

Soon everyone in the Yan family reached an agreement. Yan Jiefang stayed to take care of Yang Ruihua, while the other two went back to the courtyard to borrow money.

After making the arrangements, Yan Fugui and Yan Jiecheng returned to the courtyard. When they arrived at the gate, the residents in the front yard looked at the father and son in surprise, because they saw Yang Ruihua being sent to the hospital at noon.

When he arrived at the yard, Yan Fugui went into the house, drank a sip of cold water and then walked towards the central yard. He wanted to find Liu Haizhong, the only person he thought had money and might have some chance. He knew that Liu Haizhong must be playing chess in the yard at this moment.

When we arrived at the central courtyard, as expected, He Daqing was playing chess with Liu Haizhong, surrounded by a group of old men who were giving advice.

Coming to the stone table, Yan Fugui cried out with tears in his eyes, "Old Liu, uncle, please help me!"

After saying this, without waiting for the players to react, Yan Fugui knelt on the ground with a plop, "Old Liu, uncle, help me, help me!"

After Yan Fugui knelt down, the people around the stone table reacted, and then everyone retreated to the side. Liu Haizhong asked in confusion, "Yan Fugui, what are you doing? I'm not dead yet, why are you kneeling down? Besides, are you my filial son and grandson?"

"Old Liu, uncle, our family is in trouble, it's a huge trouble, please help me!" Yan Fugui continued to repeat.

"Old Liu, listen to what this old miser has to say?" He Daqing said slowly. He knew that Yang Ruihua must have a serious illness, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. But he just wanted to see the joke.

After hearing what He Daqing said, Liu Haizhong said, "Stand up and tell me what happened."

"No, I can't get up unless you agree." Yan Fugui said stubbornly.

"Hey, you..."

"Old Liu, if he wants to kneel, tell him to kneel. If he doesn't want to talk, let's continue playing chess." He Daqing said with a smile. He was using one hand to deal with others, but He Daqing said he would not fall for it.

"Okay, go ahead!"

So Yan Fugui told the truth, "Old Liu, I know you have money, you must help me, I will definitely pay you back, and I will mortgage my house to you."

"Hahaha, good, good news! This is a huge good thing, Old Yan, did you see it? This is retribution. I told you to plot against my son, this is retribution. If you didn't plot against my son, I would have helped you with a wave of my hand. You deserve it." He Daqing said with a smile.

"Daqing, my wife is about to die, how could you do this? We have our grudges, but do you still want to care about these things at this time?" Yan Fugui said.

"If you want to argue, I will still argue with you in hell. Well, I'm happy today. I'll cook for you old guys in the afternoon. I'm going to have a drink first, hahaha."

After saying that, He Daqing went home with a smile. He really went there to drink.

"Old Liu, please help me." Yan Fugui looked at Liu Haizhong and begged.

"Yan Fugui, I don't have any money. I'm saving the little I have for my retirement. Goodbye, go find someone else!"

After saying that, Liu Haizhong also stood up and prepared to go back. He was not stupid. It was more than ten thousand yuan. Not to mention Yan Fugui, even his own son might not lend it to him.

"Old Liu, you can't just ignore it. You are the boss." Yan Fugui said anxiously.

"Haha, this uncle is yours today, I'm lending it to you, go and borrow money with this identity! It's weird, I'm an uncle, not your father, even if I were your father I wouldn't lend it to you, you bastard."

After saying that, Liu Haizhong walked away without looking back. When the old men nearby saw what happened, they dispersed immediately.

Seeing everyone leave, Yan Fugui felt very sad, but he had to borrow the money, otherwise his partner would be gone. He made up his mind that he would give it a try when He Yuzhu and Xu Damao came back in the evening.

Just like that, Yan Fugui returned home in despair again.

On the other side, in Yan Jiecheng's room, Qin Jingru became excited after listening to Yan Jiecheng's description. She now had more than 1,200 yuan in savings of their small family, and she didn't want to take it out.

So she whispered to Yan Jiecheng, "Jiecheng, this is everything our little family has. We can't give it to him. Didn't you say that? It will only make us lose both our money and our people. What's the point? Should we sacrifice everything for a disease that we are not sure whether he can survive? We can't give this money."

"Oh, auntie, I know, but don't you want my father to agree? Besides, if he really goes crazy, we might have to sell this house." Yan Jiecheng said.

"Then where do we live? On the street?" Qin Jingru said angrily.

“Rent a house!”

"No, absolutely not. How can you do this? Why don't you try to persuade your father?" Qin Jingru complained.

"Persuade? How can I persuade? I will be scolded to death. Why don't you try it yourself?" Yan Jiecheng said speechlessly.

"That's your mother, not my mother. I can't persuade her. But I tell you, if you dare to ask me for money, I will never forgive you. Also, if this house is sold, our relationship will end here and I will remarry." Qin Jingru said hello in advance.

"Oh, auntie, I don't want to either! Let's not talk about it for now and wait. My dad will definitely not be able to borrow money. Then we don't have to be bad guys and we don't have to pay the money. Now the key is that we all have to be more positive, okay? This house belongs to my dad, it will be bad if he has any objections." Yan Jiecheng said.

"I don't care. Anyway, I won't go out and the house can't be sold. I'll just listen to you whatever you do." Qin Jingru said.

"Okay, you cook first. I'm hungry. I didn't have lunch. After dinner, ask Xiaomei to go to the hospital to bring some food to our mother. Be filial and we can talk about other things later, okay?"

"No problem, you take care of the kids and I'll go cook." Qin Jingru said

After a while, several people started to eat. At this time, Yan Fugui had no appetite and sat there in a daze.

"Dad, did Liu Haizhong lend you money?" Yan Jiecheng asked knowingly. In fact, he had just taken a quick look and he knew that he probably couldn't lend the money.

"I couldn't borrow it." Yan Fugui said distressedly.