Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Yingzi looked at him in surprise and asked, "Yan Jiecheng?"

"No."

Yang Jianguo also found it unbelievable, as Yan Jiecheng was known for being honest in the factory.

Although they had some ulterior motives, like being cunning and sly.

Ke Ren is an honest person.

To put it bluntly, they're just timid and don't have the guts to cause trouble.

What exactly did Xu Damao do to drive an honest man to such a desperate point?

What did Xu Damao do?

Nothing much happened, except that the car I was pushing over fell over, and I cursed a couple of times in anger.

In the heat of the moment, they exposed the Yan family's secrets.

He told Yu Li, "If you marry into that family, just wait to be exploited by that stingy old man."

Seeing the hesitation and doubt on Yu Li's face, Yan Jiecheng exploded.

He grabbed a rock and delivered a hard blow to Xu Damao's head.

Blood gushed out.

Sure enough, when Xu Damao was released and returned to the compound, the gauze wrapped around his head was still seeping blood!

The police took me to the clinic for bandaging.

"Uncle Yi, look at this! Look closely! What have you done to me?"

The front yard was still noisy even in the dead of night.

Xu Damao slammed open the door of the Yan family's house and demanded compensation from Yan Bugui.

"We'll talk about the details when Jiecheng gets back," Yan Bugui said in a low voice, giving him a cold shoulder.

He's stingy, not stupid.

No matter how it's interpreted, Xu Damao will be the same.

Why did the two of them fight in Xidan? Was Yu Li also there?

Based on what the people in the courtyard knew about Xu Damao, he must have done something wrong and angered Yan Jiecheng.

Then he grabbed the stone and cracked open his skull.

"Hey, your family is not only stingy, but also trying to cheat me, right?" Xu Damao pointed at Yan Laokou.

"Okay, let's wait and see once the factory starts operating."

Xu Damao spoke with exceptional confidence.

He wasn't just saying it; he was serious this time.

You don't want to pay? Fine!

Once the factory reopens, I'll have your family come to my door and beg me to accept your compensation.

He turned and walked into the yard. Seeing that Yang Jian's house lights were on, Xu Damao grimaced unhappily.

This time, although we got in touch with the Revolutionary Committee.

However, he was also warned that he couldn't touch the special workshop, and Yang Jianguo was even more out of the question.

In the counselor's eyes, that's someone who's been registered.

In Beijing, how many workers received personal letters of praise from their instructors?

That's him, there's no one else.

It happened not long ago.

Anyone who tries to mess with Yang Jianguo now is just provoking a tiger while it's awake—they're asking for trouble!

Besides, if you just want to cause trouble for someone, you have to have a reason.

Can you find it?

If you can't find me, what are you yelling about? Just stay put.

The Revolutionary Committee's current stance is to remain low-key and on standby.

What happens next depends on what the higher-ups decide.

It's good that they are willing to join the Revolutionary Committee.

But you want to use that name to benefit yourself and settle scores with your enemies.

That would be a huge mistake.

At least not now. We'll talk about it later.

As if guided by his own will, when Xu Damao looked into the house, Yang Jianguo happened to be looking out the window.

Those calculating eyes made it clear to him.

Xu Damao even schemed against himself.

Actually, the two didn't have many conflicts.

They were neighbors who were practically unrelated, and whom I rarely even saw.

But sometimes, living better than others is considered a huge sin.

A beautiful woman can be a source of trouble, and possessing a treasure is a crime.

Chapter 239 No money, Yan Jiecheng wants to call the police to arrest his father?

Amidst this boisterous atmosphere, time turned the page.

New Year's Eve.

Yan Jiecheng didn't return until early in the morning, just before dawn.

He was listless and looked haggard.

The person appeared unharmed and in no pain. He went inside, collapsed onto the bed, and ignored everyone!

An older woman tugged at it a few times, but it didn't budge.

Seeing his pathetic state, he snapped, "Who are you trying to fool? What, you think you're so tough after fighting?"

The sarcastic remarks made Yan Jiecheng sit up abruptly.

"I want to get married." Facing his surprised parents, Yan Jiecheng said firmly, "Give me that money, I want to get married."

On New Year's Eve, everyone got up very early.

These days, it's not acceptable to sleep in on New Year's Eve.

Sleeping in late on New Year's Eve, he's either a lazy bum or a street urchin, what good could he be...?

Yang Jianguo also got up early to boil water and wash his daughter and son, preparing them to change into new clothes for the New Year.

The two little ones seemed to sense the festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival as well, and they started giggling as soon as they got together.

He was so happy, he couldn't stop being happy.

"Wife, look at these two children, they're so happy to wear their new coats." Yang Jianguo pointed to the children on the bed, clutching their coats and grinning foolishly.

Yingzi turned her head and said gently, "How could I not be happy? That child knows right from wrong, don't think he doesn't understand anything!"

"...I'm not staying here anymore, I can't stay here any longer."

"You think you're all grown up now? Go ahead and leave, let's see what you can do."

“I really am leaving. From now on, I will pretend that you are not my father.”

During the Lunar New Year, the front yard was like a firecracker had been set off, with a tremendous amount of noise.

Yingzi heated up the milk, peeked out, and said, "I'm going to go take a look."

Yang Jianguo chuckled and put his arms around his daughter and son. "Shall we go and see what's going on?"

"Ya, ya~ Ee ya~" Zhiyi stretched out her hand, showing her eagerness.

Zhiyuan stared intently in the direction Yingzi had left, his eyes never leaving her.

"Let's go!"

Holding one child in each hand, Yang Jianguo followed them out the door.

At the entrance of Grandpa Yi's house, several flowerpots were broken and scattered all over the ground, and clods of soil covered the yard in a grayish-yellow hue.

Yan Jiecheng squatted in the courtyard, his eyes slightly red, panting as he turned his head away.

At the main gate, Yan Bugui stood with his neck held high, his hands behind his back, his spine straight, displaying an air of unyielding pride.

If you put him on the city wall, he would definitely be fearless in the face of danger, displaying the demeanor of a loyal and virtuous minister.

An older woman stood between the two, unsure whether to turn left or right, sighing and groaning, at a loss for what to do.

Aunt Liu was also in the yard at that moment.

Seeing this family in such a state, I couldn't help but speak up.

"Jiecheng, what's wrong? Why are you arguing with your dad like that?"

"He's still your father, how can you be such a son? We should talk things out properly."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng couldn't hold back his grievances any longer. "Aunt Liu, does he, as a father, treat me like a son?"

He propped himself up and stood up, looking at everyone and shouting, "Whose father is this, always keeping score with his son, even more so than outsiders?"

“Ever since I started working, I have to give my family five yuan every month.”

Holding up five fingers for everyone to see, Yan Jie asked, "I only eat at home once a day, especially at night. Do you have meat with every meal, or what?"

"If you ask me for five yuan, I won't say anything. I'll just consider it a gift to my parents."

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head heavily and continued, "But you can't just take away all my salary. I'm getting married, and I need you to pay me back. What did you say to me then?"

Pointing at Yan Bugui, Yan Jiecheng looked at the neighbors around him and said, "He said he didn't have any, that he was saving them for me."

"Okay, you can save it up, but at least give me the bride price so I can get the marriage certificate and get married first."

"Your son is getting married, and you still want to save money? Is that money meant for me?"

He quickly finished speaking his mind, and everyone understood what he was saying.

Yan Jiecheng is getting married, but all the money is in his parents' hands.

When asked for money for his wedding, Old Man Yan, the stingy man, replied: "I don't have any, I've been saving it up for you!"

Is this father trying to fool his son by pretending he has cerebral palsy?

After being reprimanded like that, Yan Laokou noticed that everyone's gaze towards him was... off.

Unable to maintain his composure, he explained, "Don't talk nonsense. When did I say the money was gone?"

"I mean, I'll save that money for you and give it to you after you get married."

"Besides, which rich girl are you marrying? You want ten dollars, and you still have to bring things when you come to her door? What kind of logic is that?"

"Your five yuan for food expenses is due. Your mother and I have never shortchanged you on food and drink over the years."

"We have to have a conscience. Do you think it's easy for your dad to support you all with his meager salary?"

“Now that you and Jiefang are grown up, I have to plan for your future. You young people spend money so extravagantly.”

"If I don't let your mom keep it for you, your salary will be gone before the end of the month."

Yan Laokou's explanation has also gained the approval of many people.

These kids don't value money at all.

If he were allowed to keep the money himself, he would be eating and drinking well every day.

If you run into a few girls, they'll sweet-talk you into selling your pants.

If you can't save money, how will you live in the future?

And what kind of conditions did Yan Jiecheng have when he found this partner? He dared to ask for a dowry of only ten yuan.