Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 1162 Yan Jiecheng Visits the Jia Family

After Qin Huairu left, the third uncle stood at the door, looking at Qin Huairu's back as she walked away, and said to the third aunt with an unhappy face: "You are so stupid and naive. How can you lend this red medicine to others so casually? Did our things come from the wind?"

As the third uncle spoke, he walked into the room angrily, sat down on a chair, and kept nagging: "This red medicine can be very useful at a critical moment. What if we get hurt one day? You gave it away without saying a word, and didn't even discuss it with me."

He frowned, his eyes showing a stingy look, as if the bottle of red medicine was his lifeblood. "Do you know how expensive this red medicine is? It costs a lot to buy a bottle. Qin Huairu came to borrow it, and you gave it to her so easily. What if she doesn't return it? Aren't we at a big disadvantage?"

The third uncle became more and more excited as he spoke, and he stood up and paced back and forth in the room, showing his fussy look. "We usually have to be thrifty in our daily lives, and every penny has to be spent wisely. But you don't know how to cherish it at all. You are so generous, and sooner or later our family will be squandered by you."

He looked at the third aunt, his eyes full of reproach, "Don't do this again in the future. You have to get my approval before lending things out. You can't do whatever you want. We have to keep a close eye on our things. These days, it's not easy for anyone. How can we lend things to others so easily?"

The third auntie was listening and couldn't help but retort, "Stop making a fuss. The child is injured and it's a matter of life and death. Can we just sit there and do nothing? The red medicine is just there for nothing. If it can help Bang Geng, it will be a good deed. Besides, Qin Huairu is not the kind of person who won't return things."

When the third uncle heard this, he became even more furious: "Accumulate good deeds? Humph, you only know how to accumulate good deeds, but you can't use our family's things to accumulate good deeds. If this red medicine is gone, you will regret it then." He sat down angrily, crossed his arms across his chest, still looking unwilling, and was still upset about the bottle of red medicine.

The noise in the middle of the night woke Yan Jiecheng up from his sleep. He opened the door sleepily, rubbed his eyes, and asked impatiently: "Why is it so noisy in the middle of the night? What happened?"

When the third uncle saw Yan Jiecheng, he told him the whole story of Banggeng's injury. Yan Jiecheng suddenly became more sober after hearing it. He was startled and began to wonder. He thought to himself, "I asked Banggeng to hide the antiques in the courtyard to frame Wang Weidong. There should be no risk in this matter. How could he get injured? There must be something wrong here."

Yan Jiecheng frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He asked the Third Uncle again, "Third Uncle, you only know that Bang Geng was injured? Do you know anything else? For example, where was he injured? How did he get injured?"

The third uncle shook his head helplessly: "I don't know much either. Qin Huairu just said she came to borrow red medicine to apply on Banggeng's wound. She didn't say anything specific, and I didn't ask in detail."

Yan Jiecheng felt more and more uneasy. He knew that this matter was not that simple. If Banggeng messed up his plan, it would be troublesome. He might even be implicated. After all, if this matter was found out, he would not be able to escape responsibility.

He stood at the door for a while, constantly guessing various possibilities in his mind. Finally, he gritted his teeth and secretly decided: "No, I have to find Banggeng to ask him clearly tomorrow. I hope this kid doesn't cause any big trouble for me."

After saying this, Yan Jiecheng turned around and went back to his room. He lay on the bed but tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
The next day, just after dawn, Yan Jiecheng couldn't wait to find Banggeng to ask for clarification. He jumped out of bed, put on his clothes in a hurry, picked up his crutches and prepared to go out.

The third aunt was busy in the yard. When she saw Yan Jiecheng's posture, she hurried over to stop him and said, "Jiecheng, your leg isn't fully healed yet. Where are you going so early in the morning?"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes were a little evasive, and he said, "Third Aunt, I'm going out for a walk. It's not a good idea to stay in the house all the time."

The third aunt frowned and looked unconvinced: "Take a walk? Don't fool me. Your leg is so injured that you can't walk a few steps without severe pain. Are you hiding something from me?"

Yan Jiecheng secretly complained in his heart, but he still insisted: "Really, Auntie, I just want to go out for some fresh air and some exercise. It might be good for the recovery of my leg injury."

The third aunt didn't buy his trick. She crossed her arms and said firmly, "No, you can't move your legs. If you get hurt again, it will be even harder to heal. If you want to get some fresh air, just sit in the yard for a while. Don't even think about going out."

Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng knew that he couldn't win over the third aunt, so he had to go back to the house helplessly. He sat on the bed, anxious as an ant on a hot pot, staring at the door, hoping that the third aunt would go out to buy vegetables quickly, so that he could take the opportunity to look for Banggeng.

After waiting for a long time until the third aunt packed her basket and prepared to go out to buy groceries, Yan Jiecheng quietly hid behind the door. When he heard the footsteps of the third aunt gradually fading away, he picked up his crutches again, carefully opened the door, and limped towards the Jia family.

At this time, in the slightly dim room of Jia's house, Jia Zhang was sitting on a small stool, wearing reading glasses, concentrating on sewing shoe soles. The needle and thread shuttled up and down in her hands, making a slight "chi chi" sound.

Suddenly, she heard a noise at the door, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Jiecheng limping in. Seeing that it was him, Jia Zhang's mouth curled slightly, and a mocking smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Oh, isn't this Yan Jiecheng? What's wrong? Why don't you stay here quietly even though your leg is lame? What are you doing here?" Jia Zhang said slowly while sewing the soles of shoes, her tone full of teasing.

Yan Jiecheng was furious when he heard this. He suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth, and tried to make his tone sound calmer: "Jia Zhang, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here. I'm here to find Bang Geng. I have something to ask him clearly."

When Jia Zhang heard that they were here to see Bang Geng, she paused for a moment, then continued to sew the soles of her shoes, and snorted coldly: "Humph, to see Bang Geng? What are you looking for him for now? Let me tell you, Bang Geng was injured last night, and he is now lying in bed recovering from his injuries. He can't see anyone. You should go back to where you came from." When Yan Jiecheng heard that Bang Geng was injured, he was even more confused. He frowned and said anxiously: "Injured? How was he injured? I must see him. This matter is of great importance. Jia Zhang, please let me see Bang Geng."

Jia Zhang glared at Yan Jiecheng impatiently: "I said no, and it means no. Bang Geng is seriously injured and needs to rest. Don't disturb him here. Go away quickly, don't wait for me to chase you away." As she spoke, Jia Zhang deliberately made the needlework in her hands make louder noises, as if to show Yan Jiecheng her firm attitude.

The more Yan Jiecheng thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right. An ominous premonition came over him. He frowned and stood at the door of Jia's house, not caring about being polite or not, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Banggeng, get out of here!" The voice was loud and urgent, echoing in the yard, attracting several neighbors to stick their heads out to watch.

Banggeng had actually heard Yan Jiecheng's voice when he just arrived at the door. He was hiding in the quilt in the house, his body trembling slightly. He knew very well that he had lost the antique. If Yan Jiecheng knew about this, he would definitely not let him go given his petty and cruel personality. When he thought of this, Banggeng was so scared that he could only wrap himself tightly in the quilt, not daring to breathe, hoping that Yan Jiecheng would leave quickly.

Jia Zhang had never had a good impression of Yan Jiecheng, and now she was furious when she saw him yelling at her door and asking Banggeng to get out. She threw the sole of her shoe on the table, stood up, and walked towards the door angrily.

"Yan Jiecheng, what are you doing here? Do you have any manners at all? This is my home, not a place for you to act like a spoiled child!" Jia Zhang walked to the door, put her hands on her hips, glared at Yan Jiecheng and shouted loudly.

Yan Jiecheng glanced at Jia Zhang, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Jia Zhang, this matter has nothing to do with you. I have something important to do with Bang Geng. Don't get in the way here."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she became so angry that her face turned red: "It doesn't matter? This is my grandson. You are shouting and making trouble for him here, so how can it have nothing to do with me? If you make trouble here again, I will not be polite to you!" As she said that, Jia Zhang took a few steps forward, as if she was going to fight to the death with Yan Jiecheng.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai came out of his room. He was already upset by what happened a few days ago, and he was furious with Yan Jiecheng. Whenever he thought of what Yan Jiecheng had done, Yi Zhonghai would get angry.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng making trouble in the Jia family and quarreling with Jia Zhang, Yi Zhonghai frowned and his face became more gloomy. He walked quickly to the two of them, stared at Yan Jiecheng sharply, and asked loudly: "Yan Jiecheng, what are you doing? It's so early in the morning, and you're making a lot of noise. Can't you just let the yard be quiet for a while?"

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Yan Jiecheng turned around and saw that it was Yi Zhonghai, and his heart skipped a beat. He knew that Yi Zhonghai had a grudge against him because of the previous incident, but he couldn't care less at this moment. He stiffened his neck and said, "Uncle Yi, this is a matter between Banggeng and me, please don't interfere. I have to ask him clearly."

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly: "Humph, what happened between you and Bang Geng? You can't cause trouble in this yard. What's the matter that requires such a big fuss? Look at you, you've made this yard a mess."

When the neighbors saw Yi Zhonghai coming, they all nodded in agreement. They were also somewhat dissatisfied with Yan Jiecheng, and now that someone came out to uphold justice, they were all waiting to see how Yan Jiecheng would respond.

Yan Jiecheng was surrounded by people and felt a bit stuck, but he still didn't want to give up and find Banggeng to clarify, so he said: "Uncle Yi, this matter is really important. Banggeng messed up my business, I have to settle the score with him."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai frowned even more tightly: "Settle accounts? What accounts do you want to settle? Why can't we talk about it in a peaceful way? Why do we have to shout and kill here? If you do this again, I will not be polite."

Yan Jiecheng knew that if he told about the shameful transactions with Zhong Yuemin, he would have no chance to stay in this courtyard. He could only grit his teeth and said to Yi Zhonghai, "Uncle Yi, this is what happened. Banggeng secretly took an antique from me. It's a treasure of my family. I want to ask him to return it. Who wouldn't be anxious if this happened to them?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai frowned slightly and looked at Yan Jiecheng with a scrutinizing look in his eyes: "Is this true? Don't make up stories to fool people."

Yan Jiecheng nodded quickly and said anxiously, "Uncle Yi, how dare I? This is absolutely true. I just found out that the antique is missing. After asking around, I found out that it is here in Banggeng, so I hurried to ask him for it."

Jia Zhang, who was standing by, was shocked when she heard this. She saw Banggeng taking the antique out yesterday, and she had been wondering where this kid got the antique from, and why she had never heard him mention it. She didn't expect to hear Yan Jiecheng say this today, and it turned out that the antique was actually Yan Jiecheng's.

Jia Zhang understood immediately that this matter was a big problem. She knew very well that Banggeng had sold the antique on the black market yesterday and it was long gone. If Yan Jiecheng insisted on asking Banggeng to compensate, what would they do? Their family didn't have the money to pay, and this would push the whole family into a dead end.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhang immediately frowned, put her hands on her hips, and yelled at Yan Jiecheng: "Yan Jiecheng, stop talking nonsense here! My Banggeng has never seen any antiques. Did you mistake me for someone else? Or are you trying to blackmail us on purpose? Humph, I'm telling you, we won't fall for your tricks. Get out of here right now and stop getting in the way!"

As she spoke, Jia Zhang took a few steps forward, as if she was going to kick Yan Jiecheng out of the yard. Her eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and she was thinking that she must not let Yan Jiecheng know that the antiques were gone, and she had to send him away first.

Yan Jiecheng got angry when he heard what Jia Zhang said: "Jia Zhang, don't play tricks here! I have found out everything. The antique is here with Banggeng. Ask him to come out and we will confront him face to face. If he didn't take it, I will turn around and leave without saying a word. But if he took it, you have to give me an explanation!"

Jia Zhang didn't care what Yan Jiecheng said, and still said firmly: "I don't care whether you have inquired clearly or not, I have never seen Bang Geng in my family. You can think whatever you want, but don't think of causing trouble here today, get out of here!"