Siheyuan: Start with a big car

If it's just because of these, then you underestimate Jia Zhang.

Early the next morning, when it was still light and the whole compound was shrouded in silence, Jia Zhang hurriedly came to the door of Yi Zhonghai's house, pulling the stick.

She raised her hand and started knocking on the door. The knocking sound was particularly loud in the quiet morning and startled several neighbors. Some of them even opened the windows and leaned out to see what was going on so early in the morning.

Yi Zhonghai was sleeping soundly in the room when he was awakened by the knock on the door. He rubbed his eyes in a daze, feeling a little unhappy. He asked loudly while getting dressed, "Who is it? Why are you knocking on the door so early? Can't I sleep?"

Jia Zhang shouted from outside the door: "Old Yi, it's me, Jia Zhang, please open the door quickly, I have something to talk to you about."

When Yi Zhonghai heard that it was Jia Zhang, he was shocked, wondering why she was here so early in the morning. But he had no choice but to open the door in his slippers. As soon as the door opened, Yi Zhonghai yawned and said, "Jia Zhang, it's just dawn. Why can't you talk about it later? I haven't eaten yet, so I'm going to get something to eat."

However, Jia Zhang seemed not to hear Yi Zhonghai's complaints. She pulled the stick and walked into the house, saying as she walked: "Oh, Old Yi, what a coincidence. We haven't eaten yet. It's just right. Let's eat together." After that, she swaggered into the house and sat down at the dining table, as if this was her own home.

Yi Zhonghai was furious when he saw this. He widened his eyes and pointed at Jia Zhang and said, "Jia Zhang, how can you be like this? I haven't even told you to come in yet, but you came in on your own and even said you wanted to have dinner together. How can you be like this? You are too rude."

Jia Zhang didn't agree. She curled her lips and said, "Old Yi, what are you talking about? We are so familiar with each other, what's wrong with having a meal with you? Besides, you helped Bang Geng, so it's only natural for us to have a meal with you. Don't be stingy, hurry up and get something to eat."

Bang Geng didn't say a word, just sat there and looked at Yi Zhonghai. There was no sense of inappropriateness in his eyes, as if all this was natural.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he was shaking all over. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jia Zhang, don't go too far. I helped Banggeng find a job for Dongxu's sake, but I didn't say I have to pay for your meals. You are so arrogant, do you have any manners?"

But Jia Zhang didn't care about Yi Zhonghai's anger at all. She was still urging him: "Old Yi, stop nagging and hurry up. We are all hungry. If you really don't want to do it, you can at least give us some dry food."

Just when the situation was tense, an aunt heard the noise and hurried out from the inner room. As soon as she saw the situation, she understood what was going on. She immediately walked to Yi Zhonghai, stretched out her hand and pulled his arm, pulled Yi Zhonghai aside, and whispered to him: "Old Yi, calm down first, don't be impulsive. Think about it, we have spent so much effort to build a good relationship with the Jia family, why? Isn't it just to hope that Banggeng can become a worker and live a good life in the future. If this child is successful and remembers our kindness, when we are old, maybe we can still count on him to support us in our old age. If you drive them away now, all your previous efforts will be in vain, it's not worth it."

Yi Zhonghai listened to what the aunt said, although he was still angry, but after thinking carefully, he felt that there was some truth in it. He frowned, hesitated for a moment, sighed helplessly, waved his hand at the aunt, and said: "Well, okay, okay, I'll listen to you, I'm really angry, Jia Zhang is too much."

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai agreed, Auntie heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring the food up, put it on the dining table, and said to Jia Zhang and Bang Geng with a smile: "Come on, stop arguing, and eat first. These are all home-cooked meals, don't be disgusted."

When Jia Zhang saw that there was food to eat, a smug look immediately appeared on her face. She pulled the stick and sat back on the stool, and said hypocritically: "Oh, auntie, you are very sensible. How can you be disgusted? It looks delicious. We won't be polite." As she said that, she picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating with big mouthfuls. The way she ate was so ugly, as if she had been hungry for several days.

Bang Geng also started to eat voraciously, not being polite at all, and mumbled as he ate, "Mm, delicious, delicious."

Yi Zhonghai stood aside, looking at them like this, feeling very unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.
He felt that it was a mistake for him to look for a job by tying his stick.

But there's nothing we can do now.

After finishing the meal, Yi Zhonghai sighed helplessly and said to Jia Zhang: "Okay, the meal is over. I will take Banggeng to the match factory now. Let him get familiar with the environment as soon as possible. He must perform well at work in the future."

Jia Zhang still had food in her mouth and replied incoherently, "Yes, yes, Lao Yi, thank you very much. You have to take care of Bang Geng."

Yi Zhonghai ignored Jia Zhangshi and left the courtyard with Banggeng, heading towards the match factory.

On the other hand, Yan Jiecheng was so happy that he felt light and airy when he walked, as if he was walking on clouds, because he would soon start working in the logistics department of the match factory. He thought that before he officially started working, he should go to his friends to show off and let everyone know that he had a good job now.

When he was about to go out, the third uncle saw him and felt unhappy. He frowned, stopped Yan Jiecheng and said seriously: "Jiecheng, you are going to work at the match factory soon, so you have to stay at home and prepare well. Don't hang out with those hooligans all day long. If something happens and affects your work, it will be terrible."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He curled his lips and muttered, "Dad, I'm an adult now, I know what's going on. I just went out to chat with my friends, what can go wrong? Don't worry about me."

When the third uncle heard this, his face immediately darkened. He glared at Yan Jiecheng and said in a stern tone: "Why don't you listen, kid? I'm doing this for your own good. Don't take it lightly. What good can those little hooligans teach you? You have a good job now, you must cherish it, don't regret it later. Listen to me and stay home honestly." Yan Jiecheng still didn't take it seriously. He thought to himself that he finally had a chance to go out and show off, so how could he be stopped by his father? So he stiffened his neck and said, "Dad, I know you are worried about me, but I'm really just going out for a while. I promise I won't cause any trouble. Just let me go, otherwise I'll feel so depressed."

The third uncle looked at Yan Jiecheng's stubborn look, feeling angry and helpless. He knew that once this kid made up his mind, no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be useless. He could only sigh helplessly and step aside, not forgetting to remind him: "Okay, go ahead, but remember to come back early and don't hang around outside for too long."

However, Yan Jiecheng felt that the third uncle was nagging, and responded impatiently: "I know, I know, I'm not a child anymore, please stop nagging." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, swaggered out of the courtyard, and went straight to Chaoyang Park.

When he arrived at Chaoyang Park, he felt like he was at home. He saw a few hooligans who usually played together gathered together, so he walked over and started bragging to them. He boasted that he was about to go to work in the logistics department of the match factory, and that it was a good job and that he would have a comfortable life in the future. He was so excited that the hooligans around him also echoed him, with envy on their faces.

But he was talking excitedly when Zhong Yuemin suddenly appeared from nowhere. A few days ago, Zhong Yuemin went to the courtyard to look for Yan Jiecheng, but he was worried about being discovered by Li Weidong, so he just wandered around outside the courtyard for a few circles and didn't dare to go in. Seeing Yan Jiecheng here, how could Zhong Yuemin let him go easily? He quickly walked forward and stretched out his hand to hold Yan Jiecheng's arm.

Yan Jiecheng was talking with saliva flying all over his body when he was suddenly pulled by someone. He turned around and saw that it was Zhong Yuemin. His face turned pale with fright. His heart skipped a beat and his voice trembled with fear. He stammered, "Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, why... why are you here?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Yan Jiecheng's timid appearance, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "Oh, Yan Jiecheng, what a coincidence, I ran into you here, I have been looking for you for a long time, last time I went to your yard, I didn't dare to go in, you can't run away today, we need to have a good chat."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he became even more frightened. He quickly broke free from Zhong Yuemin's hand, took a few steps back, and said nervously: "Zhong Yuemin, I... I don't have anything to talk to you about. I'm busy here and have to go home to prepare for work. I'm leaving first." After saying that, he wanted to turn around and leave.

How could Zhong Yuemin let him get away like this? He stepped forward and blocked Yan Jiecheng's way again. His eyes showed an unquestionable momentum. He said: "Yan Jiecheng, do you think you can get away today? Our business is not settled yet, so don't even think about running away. Just talk to me obediently."

That little hoodlum usually hangs out with Yan Jiecheng and thinks he is Yan Jiecheng's best friend. When he saw Yan Jiecheng being stopped, how could he just stand by and watch? He puffed out his chest, rushed forward aggressively, pointed at Zhong Yuemin's nose, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Let Yan Jiecheng go if you know what's good for you. Do you know who I am? I'm Wang Wu of Sijiu City, and a well-known figure in this area. How dare you act wildly here without even asking who I am!"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned, feeling so disdainful in his heart. He snorted coldly, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped the gangster hard. With a "pa" sound, the sound was extremely loud and stunned the gangster.

Zhong Yuemin glared with anger on his face and shouted, "Huh, Wang Wu, right? I am still Zhong Yuemin. You are so blind that you don't even recognize me. You dare to make a scene here? Don't you know your own weight?"

The little rascal wanted to show off his strength, but when he heard the three words "Zhong Yuemin", he was so scared that his face turned pale and his body trembled involuntarily. He had been in this city for so long, and Zhong Yuemin's name was well-known. He was a man who was fearless and would not hesitate to fight. How could he dare to provoke him?

At that moment, the little hooligans didn't care about Yan Jiecheng, and quickly turned around and ran away. His speed was so fast that it seemed as if there was a wolf chasing him. He kept looking back while running, fearing that Zhong Yuemin would catch up with him. He kept muttering: "Oh my God, why is it Zhong Yuemin? This is really a mess, please don't find me."

In a blink of an eye, the gangster ran away, leaving Yan Jiecheng standing there.

Looking at Zhong Yuemin, he felt scared and helpless, his legs felt weak, and he stammered, "Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, what... what do you want? I... I didn't offend you."

Zhong Yuemin's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a half-smile, but his eyes were filled with chilling coldness. He said slowly: "Yan Jiecheng, don't play dumb with me here. Do you think you can do those things without anyone noticing? Humph, the evidence of your crime is still in my hands. Do you think you can get away with it?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he was so frightened that his soul flew away. His face turned as pale as paper, and his body was shaking like a sieve. He knew very well that he had done some shameful things in the past. If Zhong Yuemin revealed them, he would be finished.
His eyes widened, his voice trembled even more, and he begged for mercy: "Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, you... you must not do anything rash, if we have something to say, let's talk it out, you... you tell me, what do you want me to do so that you can return that thing to me, please, please spare me this time."

After hearing Yan Jiecheng's plea for mercy, Zhong Yuemin did not respond immediately. Instead, he turned his head slightly and winked at Zheng Tong who was not far away.

Zheng Tong understood what he meant and immediately walked forward, reached out and grabbed Yan Jiecheng's arm, and without saying anything, pulled him to the side to a relatively secluded corner.

Yan Jiecheng was frightened by this sudden action, and his body became weak. He struggled and asked in panic: "Zheng...Zheng Tong, what...what do you want to do?"

Zheng Tong frowned, looking at Yan Jiecheng's timid appearance.

He snorted coldly and said, "Yan Jiecheng, stop yelling here. If you want us to let you go, it's not impossible, but you have to do something for us."

When Yan Jiecheng heard that there was a chance of improvement, his eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly said, "Okay, okay, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it. Tell me, what is it?" (End of this chapter)