The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

“Crack~!”

The little red Lada stopped downstairs at the apartment building.

But driver Li Feng didn't dare get out of the car. He craned his neck forward and confirmed that the person standing in front of his house was none other than Yu Li, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Saying it's been a long time might not be quite accurate. Yan Jiecheng and his wife still come back to the courtyard for the New Year, so it's not difficult for them to meet. The truth is, they haven't spoken to each other for a long time.

Li Feng admitted that he had only made a mistake that every man makes. But was Yu Li not wrong? She also made a "mistake" that every woman makes: she insisted on having a child to prove herself.

Let them have the baby. Li Feng doesn't even know if it's his own. Maybe, probably, perhaps. Anyway, Yu Li hasn't had a second child with Yan Jiecheng yet. It just goes to show how dangerous cottonseed oil is.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li have been living in the old house for more than a decade, and the scumbag Li Feng has remained silent.

But to my surprise, Yu Li blocked the door today.

So annoying!

Both of them are no longer young. After the mistake, they readjusted their course and returned to their respective families. This was said by Yu Li herself; Li Feng did not force her.

He had a bad feeling when he visited today; sometimes, you can't trust a woman's words.

Anyway, the two bottles of canned yellow peaches I brought weren't meant to supplement his nutrition.

"Clang~!"

Fortunately, it was lunchtime, and all the gossipy neighbors downstairs had gone home. Li Feng finally got out of the car. People had seen the car drive in; how could he possibly back it out?

"Secretary Li!"

Yu Li leaned forward, smiling broadly, sweat rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto her white shirt, where it was instantly absorbed.

Before you know it, you're reminded of that night, the phantom under the moonlight, so white it seemed like a lie, even its breathing was suppressed.

"Wait, Yu Li, what's wrong?"

The advisor was a master at feigning ignorance, and coincidentally, so was Li Feng. He didn't intend to immediately take out his keys to open the door. This woman was quite fierce, and in any case, Li Feng didn't dare to bring her into the house.

The mistakes of that year have been erased by time. The two families now live in harmony and do not interfere with each other. There is no need for them to interfere, truly no need for them to interfere.

"I'd like to talk to you about something related to my husband Yan Jiecheng's work. Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

Yu Li brushed a strand of hair from her temple. She knew that her youth was gone, but she still wanted to preserve the beauty of the beginning. When she opened her hand, a small seashell appeared in her palm.

Li Feng looked at the shell, then at the person, gave her a deep look, hesitated for a moment, and then took out the key.

Li Feng turned on the lights and the ceiling fan, then went to the kitchen, grabbed a handful of rice, poured some water, turned on the gas cylinder, and started cooking. Dinner was very casual.

"Are you really that frugal? Tonight, you're just going to eat some porridge and make do?"

Sitting on the sofa with the electric fan blowing, watching Li Feng busy in the kitchen, Yu Li smiled and shook her head. It wasn't even as good as what she cooked at home; it was more like the food at her father-in-law's house.

The house even has an upstairs and downstairs layout, and all the household appliances are provided. He drives to and from get off work, and eats only plain porridge for dinner. Yu Li wondered if Li Feng was doing this on purpose.

"Isn't this how most ordinary people in our country live their lives? Meals aren't something to be enjoyed; as long as they can fill our stomachs, that's enough!"

"Oh my, you're not just an ordinary person, you're a big factory manager!"

"The factory manager is nothing. In Beijing, one brick can knock down a whole bunch of factory managers."

This conversation struck Li Feng as odd. He turned the glass upside down on the table and poured Yu Li a glass of cool water before sitting down on the sofa to the side.

"Sigh~ Thinking about it, maybe my life really is bad. I couldn't understand why you chose Xiao Huang back then, but now that I think about it, maybe if you had chosen me, we wouldn't be where we are today~!"

What about today?

Li Feng couldn't understand why Yu Li would use his deceased wife as a weapon to torment him, since he didn't drink coffee and never added three spoonfuls of sugar when he did.

"I don't understand, didn't you come to see me because of Yan Jiecheng?"

Steam was bubbling from the pot on the gas stove. Li Feng deliberately changed the subject, making Yu Li a little unhappy. Even though she was alive, she was still not as important as Xiao Huang, who had been dead for so many years. "Otherwise, would you let me in? You hesitated in the car just now. Don't think I didn't see it; you just didn't want to see me!"

Yu Li's assertive nature, without her even realizing it, was once again on display before Li Feng, as she tried to corner him.

If she were a female CEO, being domineering would be one thing, but Yu Li had been working as a temporary worker at a coal mine for so many years. Li Feng wanted to ask her where she got the confidence to talk to him like that.

"Yu Li, I'd rather talk about your partner's work. As for his attitude towards you, I don't think that falls under work-related issues!"

It feels like something I haven't experienced in a long time has resurfaced. Luckily, Yu Li isn't a female leader, otherwise, it would probably give me a real headache.

"Yes, you're the big factory manager now, no one dares to talk to you like that, they all have to be careful and serve you, for fear of upsetting you. But I'm not like that, maybe that's why you hate seeing me?"

“You saw my family’s situation back then. We were picking up rotten vegetable leaves that others didn’t want. You saw me at my most miserable. If it weren’t for easing the burden on my family and having one less mouth to feed, I wouldn’t have married Yan Jiecheng.”

"I can't change it after all these years. You're the factory manager, so no one bullies you. But for people like us from humble backgrounds, if we're not a little tough, we'll be bullied to death. Whether you like it or not, that's who I am!"

Yu Li hugged herself tightly, completely disregarding Li Feng's status as the factory director. It was as if she was provoked by Li Feng's rigid attitude, still insisting on the matter of attitude rather than the outcome.

“He has a gentle nature. Although he is stingy and his family is poor, he is very good to me and the children. He married me legitimately, so I can't say anything like that and want to divorce him. We live in the same courtyard, right in front of and behind each other.”

"Stop, stop, stop, Yu Li, it's not my place to judge your family affairs. Even an upright official has difficulty judging family matters. Yan Jiecheng is good to you, and that's enough. He's working at the factory, isn't he doing just fine?"

"I haven't heard of any conflicts with anyone, or any leaders giving him a hard time. You'd better tell me the specifics. As for family matters, if there are conflicts between husband and wife, it's best to go to the Women's Federation for resolution. They will definitely stand on the side of you women and won't side with Yan Jiecheng!"

You say city gate tower, she says hip joint.

Li Feng didn't want Yu Li to stray from the main topic of the conversation, so he steered her back on track, still maintaining a friendly smile on his face. But to Yu Li, that smile was incredibly irritating.

It seemed that the man in front of her had never considered marrying her because of their child, nor was he angry about her choice of Yan Jiecheng. She wanted to explain her initial choice, thinking that the man was petty, but she couldn't accept that the man in front of her hadn't cared about any of this from beginning to end.

"Yan Yurong is also your child, your daughter. Just because I didn't register our marriage, are you going to pretend nothing happened? Do you really think she's Yan Jiecheng's? You're being incredibly irresponsible!"

With her hands on the sofa, Yu Li stood up, pointed at Li Feng, her chest heaving, and questioned the scumbag in front of her. At that time, the term "scumbag" didn't exist yet; being irresponsible was the biggest accusation.

Li Feng looked up, his face full of question marks. How could they be condescendingly criticizing him? It was you who agreed to return to the family.

This feeling is like some women with their heads in the air shouting that they want to leave their fathers and keep their children, while blaming men, showing no responsibility whatsoever. They really have mouths on their heads, don't they?

The veins on Li Feng's forehead bulged out. At this moment, Zhang Mazi and Master Tang seemed to have descended to earth.

"Isn't this just bullying honest people?!"

"Did I ask you to get married? Did I ask you to crawl into this house? Did you take your pants off yourself? Did I ask you to have this child?"

"Don't you dare punch me here. If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out. I've noticed you guys are really sick. You do things wrong and then blame it on men!"

In my past life, I was constantly getting punched. I never expected to transmigrate and still get punched. I've been working so hard to improve for so long, and all I get is punches. What a waste of all that progress!
"What exactly do you want from me today? Stop playing coy!"

“I want to do business with Yan Jiecheng, but I don’t know how. Everyone outside is going into business to make money, while we’re still stuck with a fixed salary. You don’t want us to bring a shabby dowry when Yu Rong gets married, do you?”

Perhaps sensing Li Feng's unusual agitation, Yu Li sat down instead, looking straight ahead, and finally revealed her purpose for coming.

Now Li Feng understood. As for the previous series of preparations, they were probably meant to make him feel indebted to her and Yan Yurong.

"When doing business, you can't just think about it, you have to do it. If you want to do it, then go for it. Also, don't bring up the child. Regardless of whether it was conceived that night or not, the most important thing is that he has the surname Yan, and raising him is the responsibility of both of you as a couple!"

Li Feng shrugged. Yu Li's restless look was exactly what he expected. But was she discussing these things with him because she was short of money?
“How about opening a restaurant? We’ve never run a business before, and we’re afraid we won’t do it well. But seeing how much money Xu Damao has made, I’m not willing to continue working as a temporary worker. If the restaurant really doesn’t work out, could you let Yan Jiecheng go back to work at the factory?”

"That's called unpaid leave!"

"The factory can keep Yan Jiecheng's position, but if he doesn't come to work, he won't get paid!"

Li Feng slapped his forehead hard and leaned back on the sofa. He had thought Yu Li was going to cause trouble, but it turned out it was all because of this.
"If the factory leaders have any dinner engagements, could you take them to our restaurant? I'll remember your kindness, and later I'll be honest with Yu Rong and let her...!"

"Stop! Yu Li, you're ruthless! You're truly Yan Jiecheng's blessing!" (End of Chapter)