I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 542 Looks like someone is going to be unlucky again

The large force that Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang had talked about arrived quite quickly. More than a dozen people showed up in less than half the morning.

The leader first looked at the gate tower, curled his lips in disdain, and said to Yan Jiefang: "You didn't call us here just for this? I'm too lazy to deal with this thing. I can't even see its true appearance. This is really boring."

Yan Jiefang pointed to the former storefront repair shop next door and said, "I mean, all the things in this house are old things. They live a very enjoyable life."

A group of people surrounded the small door of the back house and knocked desperately. As they knocked, they shouted, "Open the door quickly, open the door quickly. If you don't open the door, we will break it down."

The leader stood behind the group of people knocking on the door and asked Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang next to him, "You are not mistaken, what could be in this small shabby house? We still have a lot of tasks to do. There are several old antique shops over there waiting for us to check."

"No, no, he has so many good things..."

As he was speaking, the door opened.

Everyone was surprised to see a foreign woman in a gray-blue Zhongshan suit.

Xia looked at everyone and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

The leader was also very surprised. He looked at Xia with confusion and asked Yan Jiefang in a low voice: "What's going on? Why is there a foreigner here?"

Yan Jiefang said nonsense: "I think this person is more suspicious. A good foreigner always lives here. I don't know the situation. I should investigate."

The leader was no fool. He was bold, but not reckless. So he walked over and said to Thea politely, "We are from the committee, and we are here to check old things. Someone reported that there are old things in your house that should be confiscated, so we came to check."

I thought this foreign woman would object, but she was just gentle and smiled as she moved away. "Come in and take a look. If there's anything inappropriate, feel free to take it away."

Who dares to touch the things in this room? Everything is the most standard set of furnishings nowadays, even the manuscript spread out on the simple wooden table. A quick flip through reveals that the foreign woman may have been translating the leader's work.

At this time, the leader heard the foreign woman gently say: "I am a translator for an international publishing house. If you have any questions, you can report them to my superiors. But in the future, if there is nothing particularly important, please do not disturb my work and rest easily."

Yan Jiefang was very unwilling to accept this, and he said to the leader: "They must have put it away in advance. It turns out that for many years, the furnishings here are what we want to check. They are enjoying themselves here."

The leader looked at Yan Jiefang like a fool, ignored him, and just smiled at Xia. He knew very well that although he could use chicken feathers as a token of authority now, some people and some areas were still taboos. For example, relations with foreigners were not something they could easily get involved in, but it was easy to talk to their own people, no matter what they did before or how high their position was, as long as they caught the flaws, they could make up stories.

However, even if there are old things, the translations of foreigners from international publishing houses are new things. At this moment, Song Wu pushed the door open from the small door at the back. He didn't seem to be surprised at all. He just smiled at the boys in the room and said, "You have worked hard, especially Yan Jiefang. You study traditional culture every night and study all night. You can still be full of energy during the day. It's really hard for you. If you ask me, everyone in our courtyard is a rough working class. You should also say that your family has no thin books. I don't understand what good things they are. I only know that the pictures on the book covers are all women and men in the old days."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Jiefang. Yan Jiefang panicked and said quickly, "He's talking nonsense. I've been running around these days and I'm very tired. I go to bed as soon as it gets dark every day and don't read any books."

Song Wu said, "I'm not talking nonsense. You didn't just read it these past two days. You've read it since you were a child. You love learning. I speak responsibly, unlike you who talk nonsense and say that I have old things at home. Let me tell you, you are the ones who are crying thief. You can take a look at his Green Army backpack. His learning spirit is admirable. He doesn't study enough at night, so he carries it with him during the day and takes it out to study carefully whenever he has time."

As Song Wu spoke, he glanced at the shoulder bag on Yan Jiefang.

Everyone's eyes followed him there.

The leader looked unhappy. He said to Yan Jiefang impatiently, "Stop wasting time. We still have tasks to complete. Since they have said so, you should go and let them see. We can't just act on our own and not let the workers speak."

Yan Jiefang knew what was in his bag and was not worried at all. He just didn't want to lose face by opening his bag just because of Song Wu's words. Now that the leader had spoken, he glared at Song Wu and opened his bag in a demonstrative manner. Inside were all the leadership works he had put on to show his advancedness. He carried them on his back every day so that he could show them off at any time. They all did this. The things in the bag could be said to be all standard equipment. How could Song Wu actually mess around with these things here?

Yan Jiefang showed everyone the contents of the bag with a calm expression. He had an indignant look on his face and was about to accuse Song Wu of having bad intentions, but he found that everyone's eyes were not right.

He found that everyone was looking at the things in their bags with disbelief, and some people's faces were visibly excited, but they looked a little distorted. Yan Jiefang was too familiar with such expressions. Many times, when they found the target and were ready to fight, everyone would be so excited.

Looks like someone is going to be unlucky again, Yan Jiefang whispered to himself.

Yes, someone is going to be in trouble. Because of the several Ming and Qing banned vernacular novels in Yan Jiefang's bag, his house is now in a mess. Yan Bugui didn't expect that the large group his son said would really come, and after they came, they rushed into his house in a lively manner. Before he could react, these excited boys had already started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets.

"Hey, what are you doing? How can you just walk into someone else's house and mess around like that? Are there any laws?"

Yan Bugui was panicking and had no idea what had happened, but he had heard that there had been many incidents at the home of teachers in the school recently. For example, it seemed that Ran Qiuye's home had been searched, and it was said that some bad things had been found. Now Ran Qiuye could no longer enter the classroom, and could no longer be the head teacher, and was assigned to clean the toilet.

However, their situation is different. Everyone in Ran Qiuye's family knows that the problem is typical and representative, so it is completely legitimate to find her family. But why did they find me? For so many years, I have been honest and simple, and I have always been a hardworking and simple people's teacher in front of others. It shouldn't be possible for someone to dig up the past, right?

Yan Bugui felt a sudden panic in his heart for no reason.

(End of this chapter)