Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Yang Jianguo said with a smile, and then asked Yingzi to get him a bath ticket.

Zhiyuan looked up and said, "Two tickets aren't enough."

"Two aren't enough?"

"Then you should get a back rub, and afterwards rest for a while and have some tea or something, right?"

Yang Jianguo was so angry he laughed, and cursed, "You little brat, you think you're so tough? How about I get you two more slices of watermelon?"

Zhiyuan said seriously, "No need for that, the watermelon isn't very tasty right now."

Picking up his chopsticks, he pretended to give him a hard blow, and Zhiyuan shrank back and fell silent.

"If you're capable, you'll only get this treatment if you go with your father. You, go and make it yourself."

"Then I'll come with you!"

Seeing the father and son bickering, Yingzi continued eating her steamed bun, seemingly unfazed.

It's also thanks to Jianguo's good nature that he often banters and teases him, otherwise the child would definitely have become a taciturn person.

bang~

"Get out, you get out too."

"Fine, I'll get out. I've had enough of this place."

"Get out, get out..." The heavy breathing sounded like he was about to die at any moment.

With a surprised expression, Yingzi peeked out the window, while Zhiyi pushed back her chair and ran to the window to look out: "Mom, it's Uncle Er."

Half an hour ago, Uncle Er had just arrived home after a busy day.

"What are we having for dinner today?" Liu Haizhong asked as he entered the room, taking off his shoes and stretching his feet.

The taste wasn't much better than what Liu Guangfu had that day.

When Liu Guangtian smelled that odor, his expression changed.

I thought to myself, 'What's going on? Did I fall into a latrine?'

But he didn't have the guts to talk about his father to his face, so he could only pretend he hadn't smelled anything and go inside.

Aunt Er, busy at the stove, replied, "I made you cornbread buns, boiled some eggs, and the pickled vegetables are really getting flavorful!"

"Mmm~" Liu Haizhong lay back comfortably as Aunt Er brought him tea.

Smelling his feet made her frown slightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

I wanted to say it, but I held back. My old man works so hard!

He's worked hard all his life to bring this family to where it is today. His feet must be exhausted.

"I'll get you some water to soak your feet. You must be exhausted," said Aunt Er as she went to fetch water.

With his wife busy taking care of him, Uncle Er enjoyed a comfortable foot bath.

The smell in the house had dissipated quite a bit, and then he casually tossed the socks onto the table.

"Mom, have you seen my book?" Liu Guangtian came over and noticed his father's socks on the table.

"I didn't see it. Look for it yourself." As he replied, Liu Guangtian's eyes remained fixed on the socks.

Underneath those stinky, smoking socks, wasn't that the study materials he had just received from the factory?

"Dad." Liu Guangtian went up and shoved the socks away, then grabbed a book and angrily said, "Why did you throw your socks on my book?"

Look at this book, it's all wrinkled from the smell of those socks.

Liu Guangtian tried to smooth it out with his hands, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He turned his head and glared angrily, then his expression froze the next second.

On the face of the man sitting next to her, Liu Haizhong, were two sticky, smelly socks.

The sign in the middle of the sock read, 'Shock, confusion, fear, and disgust.'

"Ugh~" Liu Haizhong bent over and vomited into the basin, making the room quite lively.

The father and son got into a fight over this, their faces turning red with anger.

Liu Guangtian was also annoyed. Oh~

When our third son came back, you two kicked him out because his feet smelled a bit.

If it were my dad, there wouldn't be any problems.

I can leave those smelly socks on the table and it's fine; my book got all wet and it's still okay.

I was just in a hurry and accidentally tore my socks off.

Yes, I wasn't paying attention, and it was wrong of me to get it on his face.

Is it really necessary for you to find a whip to lash me?

How can you be so hypocritical?!

"Are you really going to hit me today?" Looking at his father across the table, Liu Guangtian's eyes were filled with a mixture of desolation and ruthlessness.

"So what if I slap you? Do I have to report to you? Don't you know who you are?"

Seeing his father's furious expression, Liu Guangtian's heart sank completely.

"If I could choose when I was born, I would rather be raised in the countryside than be your son, okay?"

When Liu Guangtian finally asked, "Is it okay?" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

That shout completely stunned Uncle Er and Aunt Er.

What? You'd rather send him to the countryside than be my son?

you you……

Liu Haizhong's hand holding the whip trembled uncontrollably, and he threw the whip away.

boom.

The whip slammed against the door, and Liu Guangtian, who had dodged it, immediately shouted, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving, okay?"

"Get out, get out, all of you get out, all of you..."

Uncle Er clutched his chest, unable to speak from the pain.

He just couldn't understand what he had done wrong or what sins he had committed.

I've worked hard my whole life, how come I've raised three ungrateful wretches?

"Fine, I'll get out. I've had enough of this place." Liu Guangtian lifted the curtain and left without even putting on his coat.

Seeing him walk away so quickly, Aunt Er hurriedly tried to chase after him.

But her own old man stopped her: "You, if you go, you'll get out of here with him, get out, all of you get out..."

He sat down on the ground with a thud, Liu Haizhong trembling with anger, his face turning pale.

"Dad, Dad, don't scare me, don't scare me!"

"Help! Help!"

Hearing Aunt Er's mournful cries, Yang Jianguo knew that he was in for a bad time.

Helplessly, he put down the steamed bun and walked towards the door, saying, "Don't go and join in the fun. It's windy; just listen inside."

These past few days have been the transition from winter to spring, and the weather, like the socialite's face, keeps changing.

Yingzi hasn't been feeling well these past few days, and a gust of cold wind would definitely make her uncomfortable.

It's best not to join in the fun!

As soon as he lifted the curtain and stepped out, he saw Sha Zhu rushing into the backyard. "Jianguo, what's wrong?"

“It’s nothing new,” Yang Jianguo replied helplessly.

Sha Zhu, too, hesitated for a moment before entering Uncle Er's house with a sense of helplessness.

Inside the room, Liu Haizhong, who had been helped to sit down in a chair, was panting heavily, and his expression was extremely unpleasant.

Looking at the people standing there, it seems that everyone who used to visit them has come.

But everyone just stared at him, unable to utter a single word.

You know, how did he end up living such a good life like this? You should ask Liu Haizhong himself.

She doesn't love her two sons, but she's always thinking about her eldest son.

To avoid any involvement with him, the third brother applied to go to the countryside on his own.

When he returned earlier, it caused an uproar over the funeral.

He hasn't shown his face since then, not even a whisper of him.

Now, even his only son, who stayed by his side, has been driven away by him.

Are you cutting off your own escape route in your old age?

Chapter 276 Entanglement, Let the Facts Speak

"Damn it, Uncle Er, what are you doing..." Yan Bugui shrugged speechlessly and exclaimed, "Why are you doing this?"

"Tell him to get out, all of you get out! I'm perfectly fine on my own!" Liu Haizhong shouted, his neck stiff.

But to everyone else, it was clearly a case of bluster on the surface but weakness underneath.

"Hai Zhong, just give in!" Yi Zhonghai squatted down beside him and advised him as if he had a deep feeling about it.

Liu Haizhong immediately exploded, "What, you want me to back down?"

Pointing at himself, with a ferocious expression on his face, he shouted, "Keep dreaming! I'll give in to him, bah!"

Seeing him like this, Yi Zhonghai stopped trying to persuade him, keeping his head down and acting as if he were just a decoration.

He hasn't quite settled things in the courtyard yet. After years of keeping a low profile, he's finally starting to see some progress.

Now that we've met, some people call him "Uncle Yi".

Unlike before, when I would just pretend he didn't exist and walk away without a word.

Therefore, Lao Yi is now unwilling to get involved in these matters in the courtyard.

If it weren't for Aunt Er's loud commotion, sounding like someone wailing at a funeral, she wouldn't have been able to attract so many people.

"Tell me, isn't Liu Guangtian a heartless man?" Aunt Er sat there wiping away tears with a handkerchief in her hand.

But those words didn't make people feel comfortable.

Whether Liu Guangtian is heartless or not, we won't comment; we don't have the right to stand on a moral high ground.

But whose responsibility is it that he turned out like this? Don't you two have any idea?

Seeing that no one responded, Aunt Er turned her gaze to Yang Jianguo.

“Jianguo, you’re the oldest man in our compound, you have to take care of this.”

Yang Jianguo glanced at her and said, "This is your family matter. Even an upright official can't settle family disputes. How can you interfere?"

Aunt Liu, standing nearby, advised, "Sister-in-law, I think Guangtian is just furious. He'll definitely be back in a couple of days."

"He dares."

His bangs suddenly stood up, and he gritted his teeth and forced out the words from his throat, "I'll beat him to death."

Alright, nothing more to say.

You're practically breaking people's legs, what else is there to say?

"Go back, go back and rest." Yang Jianguo raised his hand, and started to walk back himself.

"No, Jianguo, why are you leaving?" Aunt Er came up and tugged at his sleeve, not letting him go.

"You can't leave. You have to stand up for me and the old man today."

Yang Jianguo stood there, his face calm, and said, "Didn't Second Uncle already say that he'd break his legs when he got back? What else is there to say?"

"But I must warn you, if you really break his leg, and Guangtian sues you, even if you are his father, you will go to jail."

Liu Haizhong, who had been standing tall with his back straight and neck stiff as if he were about to go to war, suddenly wilted.