The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

Seeing Yan Fugui returning home with a disappointed look on his face, Yan Jiecheng felt very happy. He knew this would be the result, but he was very happy because he didn't have to pay for it. He would not pay for an uncertain operation, even if it was certain.

"Dad, didn't you manage to borrow it?" Yan Jiecheng asked.

"No."

"Hmph, I knew that capitalists are the most evil-hearted. They are a bunch of inhumane people. Dad, what should we do now?" Yan Jiecheng asked.

"What should I do? Alas! There is no way, this is probably my fate! I'm incompetent, and your mother has suffered because of me, ah ah ah ah..." Yan Fugui burst into tears, and Yan Jiechengdu who was beside him was a little touched.

After a long time, Yan Fugui calmed down. "Let's go and bring your mother back tonight. We have no money anyway, and it would be a waste of money to stay there. We can save the money and buy your mother better food and drink. She has never had a good meal in her life with me." Yan Fugui said calmly.

Hearing Yan Fugui's words, Yan Jiecheng was overjoyed, but on the surface he still looked distressed and said, "Dad, are you really not going to save me? Then Mom won't..."

As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng shed "sad" tears.

"Ah! It's not that we don't want to save her, it's that we have no other choice. It's because the men in our Yan family are incompetent. Let's go! Go and pick her up!" Yan Fugui said helplessly.

Soon, Yan Fugui arrived at the ward. Seeing Yan Fugui's sad face, Yang Ruihua felt a little uneasy. She vaguely felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Old woman, I'm sorry. It's my fault that I don't have the ability." Yan Fugui said with tears in his eyes.

Hearing Yan Fugui's words, Yang Ruihua's heart skipped a beat and her heart sank to the bottom. She really didn't want to die, but she knew she couldn't borrow that much money.

"Old Yan, can't you borrow... borrow money?" Yang Ruihua asked with tears still in his eyes.

"I can't borrow it. It's too much. I'm sorry, old woman. It's my incompetence.... Aaaaaa..." Yan Fugui burst into tears again.

So, the couple hugged each other and cried bitterly.

After crying, Yan Fugui went through the discharge procedures, and that evening the two of them supported each other back to the courtyard.

The next day, Yan Fugui arranged for several people to continue recycling supplies. After all, life had to go on. But he stayed because he wanted to spend more time with his wife.

After his sons left, Yan Fugui suffered from heavy bleeding. He rarely went to cut five pounds of pork ribs and stewed them in a pot.

Before noon, a pot of pork ribs was ready. Before his sons came back, Yan Fugui filled a bowl and brought it to Yang Ruihua.

"Old woman, eat and don't think too much. I haven't given you a good life in this life. Start eating well from now on. Maybe your illness will be cured if you eat well." Yan Fugui lied to himself.

"Okay, Old Yan, I won't lose anything by following you, but...ah!" Yang Ruihua said with tears.

"Don't cry, eat. Be generous and eat well. I will take care of you during this period of time." Yan Fugui comforted.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask you to serve me once, too."

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For several days in a row, the meals at the Yan family were very good, and Yang Ruihua ate dishes that he had never dared to eat in his life. Just like that, the New Year was approaching in the blink of an eye, and others also began to prepare for the New Year.

On the afternoon of the 29th day of the lunar year, Yan Fugui felt that this might be the last New Year he would spend with his wife. He felt that he could not save his wife, and that his wife had never had a good New Year in all these years with him, so he planned to live well and eat well this year, so he went out to buy shopping after dinner.

After Yan Fugui left, Yang Ruihua got out of bed. Although her chest hurt a little, she was still able to get out of bed. Then she went to the box next to her and took out the clothes that she usually didn't want to wear and put them on.

In the past few days, she has suffered not only physical pain, but also psychological pressure. The feeling of waiting to die is too uncomfortable, especially the better the food Yan Fugui gives her, the faster she feels she will die. Until today, she really can't stand it anymore. At this time, she thought about death. It is better to die early than to die in pain and illness.

After putting on her clothes, Yang Ruihua came to the table. After a lot of effort, she finally passed a rope through the beam of her house and then tied a knot.

After tying the knot, Yang Ruihua took another reluctant look at the home where he had lived for most of his life, then hung up resolutely. "Old Yan, I'm leaving first. I really can't stand this kind of pressure anymore." Yang Ruihua said to himself.

With a "click!" sound, Yang Ruihua's feet left the table, and then he struggled for a while and then hung quietly on the beam and went to the Western Paradise, or maybe the Hell, but who can say?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Fugui returned home with a full load, his hands full of things he had prepared for the New Year.

As soon as he reached the door, he shouted happily, "Old lady, old lady, look what I bought? Let's have a prosperous year this year."

Shouting, Yan Fugui pushed open the door, and then, he just stood there in a daze!

What did he see? There was a person hanging from the beam of his house. He was wearing clothes that were very familiar to him. They were the ones that his wife was reluctant to wear.

"Crash!"

The things in Yan Fugui's hands fell to the ground, and he walked over with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

After seeing the pale face clearly and confirming that it was his wife, Yan Fugui sniffed her breath and found that Yang Ruihua was already dead.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." Yan Fugui burst into tears.

"Old woman!... Why are you so depressed... Aww, old woman, old woman, I have prepared a good New Year for you. Why are you so depressed?... Aww, old woman... " Yan Fugui howled.

In the yard, people who heard Yan Fugui's howling immediately gathered at the door of Yan's house and looked around.

After reading it, everyone opened their mouths in shock, "Auntie, Auntie, what did I see? Yang, Yang, Rui, Rui, Ruihua seemed to have hanged himself, with a rope hanging in the room."

"This..." an old lady also screamed, "This is too... Hey! Go away, don't gather here, it will cause trouble."

After the scream, the aunt quickly left the gate of Yan's house and went to the middle courtyard. She wanted to inform her old man of the news.

"Old Liu, Old Liu, something big has happened. Something big has happened to the Yan family." An old lady said to Liu Haizhong who was standing beside the stone table while running.

"Isn't it just an illness? What big deal can happen? Could he die of the illness? Not so soon, right?" Liu Haizhong replied casually.

"No, Yang Ruihua hanged himself. He is now hanging on the beam of his house?" an aunt explained.

"What? Hanged himself?" Liu Haizhong screamed.

"That's right!" said an old lady.

"Hey, he was probably frightened to death, and death would be the only relief. As for Yan Fugui, he had been stingy and calculating all his life, and there is nothing good for him to live with. It is better for him to die!" He Daqing said calmly, as if a mouse had died in the neighbor's house.

"Old He is right. It's better to die than to suffer all the hardships following Old Yan! Who cares? Come on, Old He, it's your turn. Hurry up." Liu Haizhong said.

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