Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

While they were talking enthusiastically, Xiang Shaodong suddenly asked, "Jianguo, do you think we can put all this research to use?"

Yang Jianguo asked with amusement, "Why can't you use it?"

"There's nowhere to use it!" Xiang Shaodong wasn't unaware of what foresight meant.

But he was a wealthy landlord with plenty of money, so he could squander it without any problem.

We're so poor, we can't even afford to split a penny in half.

There are many experienced workers at the research institute who are on tenterhooks!

They were afraid that one day the research would be halted by the higher-ups because of funding issues.

After that, they still have to send down some supervisory and inspection team to conduct some kind of one-on-one surprise inspection.

The main problem is that the direction of the government's policies is uncertain, so everyone is genuinely afraid.

Yang Jianguo was aware of the issue that Xiang Shaodong had raised.

It's not just them who are afraid; even his closest relative, his wife Yingzi, is afraid.

That's because I'm afraid...

Although she never showed it in front of him, she also followed the example of others and removed the 'patches' from her clothes.

But Yang Jianguo said several times that he wanted to buy her and the child some bright clothes.

Yingzi made up excuses to decline them, either saying she needed to wash and clean, or that she had enough clothes to wear.

Ultimately, I'm worried that one day the wind will change and those clothes will become a burden to be stored away again.

Yang Jianguo has said this many times at work: the storm has passed.

The future will only get better.

But this isn't something you can simply stop worrying about just because you say so.

When you were a child, your mother would tell you to study hard all the time, but how many of you actually listened?

"Young Master." Yang Jianguo was about to speak when Xiang Shaodong interrupted him.

"I know what you mean. I'm not worried, it's just everyone..."

"No." Yang Jianguo shook his head and looked at him seriously, saying, "If that day ever comes, I will definitely stand at the forefront of everyone."

"No matter what kind of criticism or struggle session they have, if they want to touch you, they'll have to get rid of me, Yang Jianguo, first."

With those words from him, Xiang Shaodong felt at ease.

I'll pass this on to the others in the unit tomorrow; I believe that should be enough to stabilize morale for now.

So what was the point of all that explaining before?

"Ah~ Ah~ Ouch, Dad, Grandpa, don't hit me, ouch~"

As soon as I pushed the cart into the courtyard, I could hear the lively noise coming from Old Man Yan's house.

Is this Xie Chengjia's son?

What happened to make Old Man Yan so angry?

"I'll teach you to be a bad student, I'll teach you to steal from Dongxi, I'll teach you to steal, I'll teach you to steal."

Hearing the resounding slaps from Old Yan's hands, Yang Jianguo thought to himself, "Good slap."

Petty theft should not be tolerated.

He needs to be disciplined so he won't repeat the mistake.

You can't be soft-hearted about this; you have to be ruthless.

"I didn't steal it, oh my god, wow~"

Yang Jianguo quietly pushed the cart inside, and as soon as he passed through the doorway, he saw Zhiyuan and Zhiyi sitting outside the old house.

The two of them sat on small stools with a chair in front of them.

There were sunflower seeds on the plate above, so people could eat them while listening to the commotion.

"Don't you two have any homework? Why are you so free?" Yang Jianguo propped up the car and parked it under the eaves.

Zhiyi put a finger to her lips and said, "Shh, listen to how aggrieved she is."

"What's going on?" Yang Jianguo squatted down next to his daughter and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds.

The three gossip enthusiasts are here!

"Grandpa Yan heard from people at school that Xiao Dong stole an eraser from a classmate and came back like this."

Zhiyi, with the calm demeanor of an old comrade, raised her chin as she spoke.

"So did he steal it or not?" Yang Jianguo asked casually.

Zhiyi shook her head and said, "Who knows? Anyway, he kept saying he didn't steal anything when he was beaten, and Grandpa Yan didn't listen."

"Where is your Uncle Jiecheng?" Yang Jianguo asked.

"I didn't see him." Zhiyi.

The three of them squatted in the yard eating watermelon, while Old Yan's family was in a very tense atmosphere.

Old Man Yan, who used to dote on his grandson the most, had his grandson pinned to his lap, raised his hand high, and then slapped him hard.

The hatred in his eyes, the anger in his heart!

You said your grandfather was a teacher, and you, as his grandson, didn't do as well as others and lost face.

Why did you pick up these bad habits, like stealing other people's partners?

You've completely disgraced the Yan family.

Old Man Yan, who had just made up his mind to educate his grandson to be successful, was really angry this time.

We spoiled him too much in the past, which is why he developed this arrogant and unruly personality.

He's bad at studying and all he does is run off to play all day.

They didn't even learn from those two kids in Yang Jianguo's house, to see what people do all day.

After finishing my homework, I read books.

The brother and sister would occasionally hold their own math competitions to see who could learn better.

No wonder they had Erxiao record it right away.

Then look at my own son, so simple-minded, like a complete idiot.

He didn't inherit any of his own good qualities, nor did he inherit his father's down-to-earth nature.

I wonder who she got this personality from?

With his condition, how can we expect him to do well in his studies, grow up to be successful, and bring honor and glory to the Yan family?

...This time, I'm determined to correct him!

"Xiao Dong, Xiao Dong, Dad, what are you doing?" Yu Li came back and ran into the house when she heard the noise.

She snatched the child from her father-in-law's arms and held him close with a look of heartache.

"Wow~" When Xie Weidong saw his mother come back, he cried his heart out.

She nestled in her mother's arms, tears streaming down her face like a running tap.

"What are you doing? Ask him what he's been doing?" As soon as he stopped, Old Man Yan felt sorry for him.

Just then, his daughter-in-law snatched the grandson away, and he took the opportunity to back down.

Today, they really went a bit too far.

His arm was a little sore, and his palm was red and numb.

The beating has been done, but the necessary education still needs to be explained clearly.

With a stern face, she pointed at her grandson and said with a look of disappointment, "At such a young age, why do you have to learn to steal Dong Qian's manhood?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Li grabbed her son's shoulder, pushed him away, and made him look at her, asking, "Is what Grandpa said true? Did you steal Dongxi?"

If Dongxi really was cheating on Yu Li, not only would she not stop him, she would give him another severe beating.

How old is this child? He dares to steal Dongxi.

This is nothing yet; what will happen when they grow up?

"No, I didn't steal it." Choking back tears, Yan Weidong explained the situation.

His classmate took his eraser and wouldn't give it back, so he just took it back.

"That eraser was originally mine. 'Mom, it's the one you bought me last time, that one, um, umm~~'"

Xie Weidong wiped away his tears pitifully, feeling extremely wronged.

"Then why didn't you tell Grandpa?" Yu Li asked.

Upon hearing this, Xie Weidong burst into loud wailing, "Grandpa told me not to say it, waaaah~"

Seeing him like this, Yu Li's heart ached.

Then look at my father-in-law's eyes; something's off.

You're hitting your child without even giving them a chance to explain, without distinguishing right from wrong?

What, isn't he your own grandson?

Chapter 319 It's here! We're happy to welcome the Japanese devils' assets!

After watching the excitement, Yu Li had a good argument with Yan Jiecheng, who came back late.

Feeling sorry for his son who had been beaten for nothing, Yan Jiecheng had another argument with his father.

The front yard is quite lively today.

If Aunt Liu hadn't come back and helped mediate and persuade them, they might still be arguing right now!

"You know, that old man Yan is really something. Why didn't he let the child finish speaking before he started hitting him?"

As Yingzi served the food, she kept muttering, "Didn't he always dote on this grandson the most?"

"They're hoping their grandson will bring honor to the family; they're too ambitious and they're afraid of embarrassing him!"

Yang Jianguo got straight to the point and quickly explained things in plain language.

I've given up on my son and daughter, and now even dogs hate me.

He was counting on having this eldest grandson by his side, and he also had Yang Jianguo dote on him.

He's got such high aspirations, hoping his eldest grandson will bring him glory and honor!

Before he could even be properly educated, he learned to steal and became a petty thief.

Old Yan's hopes were completely dashed.

He'd get so angry he'd grab it and beat it up, wouldn't he?

"Has Uncle Yan still not learned his lesson?" Yingzi sighed and said, "This man really... can't change."

"Mom, are you trying to say that a leopard can't change its spots?" Zhiyi retorted, raising her head.

Yingzi raised her hand as if to hit her, but seeing her shrink back, she laughed and scolded, "Go away, we're eating, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Just eat, a living person can't stop pooping and farting."

He muttered to himself, and someone kicked him under the table.

Zhiyi tilted her head and glared at her older brother, then took a big bite of her steamed bun, completely unconvinced.

Who isn't a god? Why would anyone carry that?

As we were cleaning up after dinner, a torrential downpour started outside.

"Clothes." Yingzi, who was washing dishes in front of the stove, turned around and ran outside.

Yang Jianguo and his two children quickly followed and ran into the yard to retrieve the clothes from the rope.

"It's raining, time to bring in the laundry!" Yingzi called out towards the yard.

Then came a chorus of shouts, "It's raining! It's raining..."