Get something in the courtyard

After returning home, Yi Zhonghai sat down like an old man, waiting to be served by the aunt.

When an old lady saw this, she did not ask about the man's well-being as she usually did, but continued to do her work.

Yi Zhonghai waited for a long time, but no one came to serve him. He was immediately very dissatisfied: "What are you doing? I've been working hard outside all day, why don't you let me have a good rest?"

The lady raised her head calmly and said, "You have your own hands and feet, so you can't serve food."

Yi Zhonghai turned to look at Auntie and found that the situation was not what he thought. According to Auntie's temper, she should cry and say that it was all her fault for not giving birth to a child for the Yi family.

"what happened to you?"

The lady didn't even raise her head and continued to do her work. In the past, she had to take care of the deaf old lady and had no time to do these things. Now that she has time, she actually earns a lot of money every month. The expenses of the couple are basically earned from these odd jobs.

Yi Zhonghai was helpless, thinking that teaching the aunt a lesson was not enough, so he decided to leave her alone for a few more days this time.

I got up and went to the kitchen, and when I saw dinner, I couldn't bear it any longer.

The dinner that the aunt left for him was only two fist-sized steamed buns and a small plate of pickled vegetables. He worked outside all day and gave so much to the family, but when he came home, he was asked to eat this. It was simply unreasonable.

"Why didn't you make dinner?"

"Isn't it in the pot?" The old lady continued working.

"Is this food for human consumption? Forget about the steamed corn bread, why don't you cook any vegetables?" Yi Zhonghai pointed at the pickled vegetables angrily.

The aunt finally raised her head and questioned Yi Zhonghai: "How long has it been since you gave money to the family? Without money, where can I get vegetables? Let alone pickles, we don't even have cornmeal at home. You can only wait to starve tomorrow!"

Yi Zhonghai's face turned red. He had been begging for help everywhere recently for Banggeng's matter. He couldn't go empty-handed every time. He paid all the money. His salary was not enough, so naturally he didn't give money home.

"Isn't there money at home? Where is the money?"

"If you ask me, who should I ask? I also want to know where the money you earned over the years went." The aunt asked back bluntly.

In fact, Auntie knew very well that all the money was spent on Qin Huairu. In the courtyard, there were four families who ate meat almost every day. Wang Kun, Xu Damao, Liu Yuhua, and Qin Huairu, the first three families had money, but Qin Huairu was the only one who was competing with others by being hungry.

Yi Zhonghai immediately said in dissatisfaction: "You know what the money is used for, why are you asking? If I don't spend money on Huairu, how can we support her in her old age? I haven't asked you yet, where is the money left by my godmother?"

"That money was left by my godmother for my old age. I won't spend a penny until I retire."

Yi Zhonghai glared at the lady fiercely: "You are possessed by evil spirits."

"I'm not possessed, I just see things clearly. If you don't bring money home from now on, you'll have to find a way to eat. The money I earn from working overtime and doing odd jobs every month is only enough to buy steamed bread and pickles."

If it was someone else, Yi Zhonghai would have lost his temper a long time ago. But the person in front of him was an old lady, a tool he used to build his own image, so it was not easy to make a big fuss.

"Why are you getting more confused as you get older? Huairu is in trouble, and you don't help her. How can you have the nerve to let her take care of you in the future?"

The aunt had never had a quarrel with Yi Zhonghai before, and she knew she couldn't win against him, so she just responded with silence.

This made Yi Zhonghai feel uncomfortable.

Qin Huairu kept looking at Yi Zhonghai eagerly, hoping to get a signal from him. It was almost time for bed, but she still didn't see him. Finally, she couldn't help herself and sent a signal to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai felt a little embarrassed for not being able to deal with the old lady, and was too embarrassed to see Qin Huairu. But he was holding back his anger and didn't want to face the old lady's face, so he went to the appointment. Qin Huairu was waiting for Yi Zhonghai in the cellar with joy, but what she got was such a result, and she was immediately disappointed.

In order to keep a good impression in front of Yi Zhonghai, she had to comfort Yi Zhonghai: "It's all my fault. I made you quarrel with Auntie. I forgot that Banggeng is your son, not Auntie's. Naturally, she doesn't like Banggeng."

After Qin Huairu's comfort, Yi Zhonghai's resentment towards the aunt deepened.

Yi Zhonghai sighed: "I didn't expect that Cuilan would become so selfish after her godmother passed away. Huairu, you should prepare something for Banggeng first. When I get the money from Cuilan, I will send it to Banggeng."

Qin Huairu could only agree, dealt with Yi Zhonghai hastily, and then parted ways with him.

In order to restore his image, Yi Zhonghai continued to help Banggeng run errands, and he also paid the remaining money for the Yan family.

When Yan Bugui received the money, he patted his chest and assured Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu: "Don't worry, I will definitely arrange for Jie Kuang to take good care of Bang Geng."

Yan Jiekuang, who was standing by, wanted to speak, but was stopped by the quick-witted Third Aunt. She waited until Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu left before letting him go.

Yan Jiekuang said dissatisfiedly: "I have already said that I will not take care of Banggeng. You promised, you are responsible, it has nothing to do with me."

Yan Bugui said directly, "I'll give you five dollars."

Yan Jiekuang said disdainfully: "The old man gave you twenty-five, and you only gave me five. I won't agree. If you want me to agree, you have to give me all of it."

Of course Yan Bugui was not happy about it, wouldn't it be a waste of his help? Since his generation, the Yan family has never had the rule of working for nothing.

"I just want you to watch some jokes, but I won't ask you to do anything big. Five dollars is enough. You should know that without me, why would Lao Yi give so much money."

The father and son entered into a negotiation, and after a heated argument, Yan Jiekuang finally got fifteen yuan.

Although Yan Bugui felt bad, he had no choice. Yan Jiekuang threatened to cause trouble for Banggeng. If Banggeng wrote back, he would have a hard time explaining to Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Jiekuang took the fifteen yuan and hid it very carefully. This might be all the money he could take with him when he left home.

Yan Jiekuang was also very sad about Yan Bugui's actions, so he went directly to Yan Jiefang and asked him to help find a family for him to marry into.

Yan Jiefang patted Yan Jiekuang on the shoulder and said, "I told you a long time ago not to believe what our father said. Now you know it, right?"

Yan Jiekuang nodded: "Brother, I really regret this. You must help me find a family, and when I reach the age, I will marry into their family."

"I found it for you, but you can't come back."

Yan Jiekuang gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't there many people who have made contributions and can come back early? When I get there, I will try to get some merits, and then make up a story that our father is going to die and apply to come back."

Yan Jiefang thought for a moment and said, "When you have difficulties, tell me and I will help you."

Yan Jiekuang knew that this help was not free, but he had no other choice. If he wanted to avoid being schemed by Yan Bugui, he could only find someone to marry into his family like Yan Jiefang did. Although it might not sound good to outsiders, he didn't have to worry about having a hard time.

As the whistle sounded, Bang Geng and Yan Jie Kuang boarded the train to the northwest. Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu cried their hearts out outside, which made the people in the street office very angry.

No matter what, going to the countryside is a good thing. Even if you are sad, you must stay at home and be sad. Being sad in public is not for anyone to see. (End of this chapter)