Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

There would be no conflict or opposition between one person who wants to make a lot of money and another who is content with a little wealth.

Understanding this principle, Yang Jianguo felt neither guilty nor embarrassed.

He is a real person, and he is a living, breathing human being. We have done everything we could to help him.

It's impossible to say that you're doing this for others while your wife and children suffer.

Therefore, he does not regret any of the decisions he has made.

But he couldn't answer Yan Jiecheng's question.

Given the current situation, they are indeed not a good match.

"In short, life can be about compromise, adjustment, and compromise."

If you spend more time and effort improving yourself, there will always be a way.

Yang Jianguo meant that he should enrich and improve his personal abilities.

In this world, nothing is better than investing in yourself.

Because in this world, only yourself is your truly precious treasure.

But when Yan Jiecheng heard these words, they became "evidence" that Yang Jianguo was encouraging him to scheme and curry favor.

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and drank, already pondering which path he should take to get promoted, receive a raise, and climb the corporate ladder.

Yang Jianguo was unaware of his thoughts at first, but he soon realized them.

After the meal, they took the four members of the Yan family to their home.

Yang Jianguo brewed some tea and sat down in the middle, saying, "Have some tea first, and we'll talk slowly."

After pouring tea, Yang Jianguo and the other man spoke.

But even after sitting face to face for ages, and having drunk a whole pot of tea, they still hadn't gotten to the point.

Throughout the entire exchange, the person who felt awkward just wanted to scratch their toes.

Yang Jianguo couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Well, shouldn't we be open and honest and put our minds at the table?"

If we keep arguing about trivial family matters like this, I won't be able to sleep tonight.

"Okay, then I'll go first." Seeing his parents' troubled expressions, Yan Jiecheng stepped forward.

He had a lot to say; he had suffered too many grievances since childhood.

It's not just Yan Jiecheng; any one of the four siblings would be the same.

Calculate, calculate, calculate every day.

It means that all feelings, family ties, and attachments have been lost.

He really wanted to ask, "Have you ever regretted it?"

Chapter 435 Speaking Frankly After Drinking, True or False Drunkenness

Has Yan Laokou ever regretted it?

Yes, but he won't admit it.

He doesn't even recognize his wife, let alone his son.

“Dad, you always say that our family is poor and has a hard time, so we have to be careful with our money.”

“In the past, I admit that you were the only one earning money, and the whole family depended on you for food, drink and everything else.”

"But what about after I start working?"

"Liberation, they didn't even pay you? Are you underestimating me?"

"From childhood to adulthood, what else have you taught us four siblings to scheme against?"

"You say this is your way of doing things, your precious experience, your wealth."

"It would have been better if we brothers didn't inherit it, so why are you unhappy about it now?"

"If I listen to you, you won't be happy. If I don't listen to you, you still won't be happy. So what, shall I tie myself up and have you carry me here?"

Yan Jiecheng's opening remarks were full of hostility.

That resentment!

Thankfully, we use electric lights nowadays; if we had lit candles, the wax would have gone out.

I feel so wronged and angry.

"Oh, you're the one who's wronged, you're the one who's angry..." Old Man Yan slammed his hand on the table, his chest heaving like a bellows, and said, "I'm your father."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng burst into laughter in anger.

I'm not only angry at him, but also at myself.

Knowing this was the situation, she still fantasized that she could have a heart-to-heart talk with him.

Talk shit!

"Jianguo." Yan Jiecheng stood up and said, "There's nothing more to say. I'll be leaving now so as not to disturb your rest."

"Jiecheng, Jiecheng, wait a minute, Mom has something to tell you." Aunt Yan grabbed her son, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom knows, Mom was wrong, Mom knows she was wrong. She shouldn't have been scheming against this and that all the time."

"You're right. If you calculate everything and end up losing everything, what's the point of having that money?"

"Mom was wrong, Mom knows." Looking at her mother, who barely reached her shoulder, with a hunched back and weathered hair.

Yan Jiecheng felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, and tears streamed down his face.

No matter what, she is still his mother who gave him life and raised him.

Yan Jiecheng is really only interested in scheming and has no feelings for his mother at all?

Is he really just a heartless ingrate?!

He is selfish, but it's not fair to say he's heartless or has no conscience at all.

"Mom, don't say anymore." Yan Jiecheng held his mother's hand, turned his head away and wiped away his tears.

He was also feeling terrible, really terrible!

"Dad, I have to say something." Yu Li, who had sobered up a bit, couldn't help but speak up when she saw this scene.

"You said you raised four children, all of them to adulthood, and even sent them to school. That's really amazing!"

Yu Li gave a thumbs-up, her face full of admiration.

With his mind still tinged with alcohol, every word he uttered carried a touch of exaggeration.

But the ingredients are just right.

"For someone of your generation, you are truly remarkable."

“It’s one thing to be able to support someone, but it’s another to be a father and a son.”

"Can feelings be bought with money? No, and even if they could, you wouldn't have enough money."

"I don't know about others, but Jie Cheng must have helped his family a lot!"

“He helped my mother raise my younger brother and sister when they were little. He did all the heavy work inside and outside the house.”

"According to your logic, he shouldn't be paid a salary, but you haven't even calculated his wages!"

"I've never seen anything like this before, where you have to pay for food and lodging just to eat at home."

"Even if you eat just a couple more peanuts, you'll have to pay extra."

Seeing Yan Laokou glaring angrily, she didn't back down at all.

"Please don't think I'm being blunt. I'm just saying whatever comes to mind right now, so I'll be frank with you."

“Seeing Jie Cheng looking so worried all the time makes me feel bad too.”

“Your son and I had a fight, and we were even talking about divorce. He came home and stayed for a few days? Just one day.”

"I couldn't stand it anymore. I got home and hid in the kitchen crying in the middle of the night. You tell me, who was causing this? Probably me!"

Yu Li swayed slightly, bracing herself against the table with her arm, and turned her head to ask, "Are you here?"

Is that so? You'd have to ask Yan Jiecheng.

But he didn't want to talk about it, nor did he want to.

"Mom, let's not talk about it anymore. I'll come pick you up and let you stay with me when you have time. You can come back whenever you want."

"I will come back to see you and Dad often, that's all."

Yan Jiecheng wiped his eyes, glanced at his wife, and said, "Let's go home."

Yu Li propped herself up on the table with her elbows, propped her cheeks up with her hands, and swayed back and forth: "Let's go, let's go~"

They said they were leaving but didn't move; they really couldn't walk anymore.

The impact of those previous words has naturally diminished somewhat.

Even Yan Laokou couldn't sit still any longer. He got up, snorted, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

Aunt Yan chased after him and slapped him twice on the back, saying, "What are you humming about? You old hag, are you ever going to stop?"

"Hey, why did you hit me? You're being unreasonable."

"I'm trying to reason with you, come on, let's go home and talk about it. I'll let you talk!"

Grabbing Old Man Yan's wrist, Aunt Yan pulled him into the house.

Old Yan was just a schoolteacher; he couldn't carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands.

He's not as strong as his wife, who works all day; even if someone tries to pull him to stop, he can't.

"No, you~"

"Don't pull me, people will laugh at us."

"Don't hit me! We come from a scholarly family. Let me tell you, I... ouch!"

The old couple went home to practice; judging from the sound, Old Man Yan is probably not having a good night.

Tonight, things didn't go smoothly, but it wasn't entirely fruitless.

At least, Aunt Yan's attitude changed, and she also resolved Yan Jiecheng's inner conflict.

This is a good thing; from now on, Aunt Yan will act as a bridge.

As long as no more unexpected problems arise, the relationship will naturally get better and better.

However, judging from Yu Li's condition, she probably won't be able to go back today.

"Jiecheng, why don't you two just sleep here? There's a ready-made old house outside. I'll have Yingzi tidy it up for you."

Yan Jiecheng glanced at his swaying wife and said helplessly, "Alright then, thank you for your trouble, Yingzi."

"What's the trouble? It's no trouble at all." Yingzi went out to the central courtyard to tidy up.

Yang Jianguo sat down and started talking to Yan Jiecheng, while Yu Li, who was slumped over the table and pretending to be drunk, listened intently.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't gotten to the point for a while, he was secretly getting anxious.

This means that such a great opportunity was missed.

Alright, I guess I'll have to do it.

Hearing Yan Jiecheng sigh, "Life is so much better now," Yu Li propped her head up with her hand and sat up, saying, "Jianguo, Aimin is living a truly good life now!"

"Aimin is alright!" Yang Jianguo nodded and smiled, "He's just so busy he's barely has time to rest and doesn't even have time to go home."

"That's still better than anyone else. Look at what they have at home, they have everything they could want."

"Houses, houses have all been replaced with apartment buildings, big color TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, cars, even the rice cookers are electric."

When Yu Li mentioned these things, the envy in her eyes was impossible to hide.

She heard all of this from her younger sister, Yu Haitang, and she couldn't have been more envious when she talked about it.

However, patriotism can be rewarding these days.

He was in charge of the restructured Hu Steel Plant, and he worked efficiently and effectively.