Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 1166 The Yan Family Father and Son
Professor Xie Yun knew some of Wang Zhan's family background, but not much. He knew that Wang Zhan and his sister were relatives of martyrs, but he didn't know that Wang Zhan himself lived in a two-courtyard siheyuan.

Upon hearing Wang Zhan's words, Professor Xie Yun frowned. Logically speaking, the second admission to the hospital was legitimate and legal, as it was a state award given to his parents. As their children, they should rightfully inherit their parents' property, which was perfectly reasonable.

The problem is that Wang Zhan received another house from Aunt Sun, and it was three rooms. Now it's three rooms plus two side rooms, which makes Wang Zhan have a lot of houses. In the current situation, this is a bit awkward for Wang Zhan. On the other hand, the property given by Aunt Sun is reasonable and legal. Even if there is a house exchange later, it will be in accordance with the relevant regulations.

What's most important right now is public opinion. This will be the most important reference point in future work and organizational activities. Wang Zhan owns many properties, which makes him easy to be criticized. If this is brought up, it will definitely be detrimental to Wang Zhan. Therefore, Professor Xie Yun believes that he must handle the property issue properly, otherwise it will easily become a reason for others to attack him.

When Wang Zhan heard what his mentor said, he took it seriously. He also felt that his current life was a bit out of touch with the times. What is the most glorious thing now? The poorer you are, the more glorious you are. You have a two-courtyard house with three large rooms and two small rooms. You are taking more than your share. To put it bluntly, this is taking the capitalist road.

Wang Zhan frowned, also thinking about how to deal with the house. Professor Xie Yun was silent for a while, then said, "I think you should ask the person who handled your parents' affairs to deal with this matter. I doubt anyone else can handle it."

Wang Zhan thought for a moment and nodded. He knew that once he started working at the steel rolling mill, his situation would be somewhat dangerous. He just wanted to learn more from Engineer Zhai in peace and not become the target of public criticism. So he had to keep a low profile when necessary. He decided to write a letter to Uncle Li to see his opinion before making any further decisions.

At noon, his teacher's wife personally cooked a meal consisting of four dishes, all Northeastern Chinese cuisine: braised knife fish, braised eggplant, stewed cabbage and potatoes, and cold potato salad. The staple food was cornmeal porridge and steamed buns made from a mixture of corn and potatoes. Wang Zhan also shared a glass of wine with his mentor, about two ounces.

Professor Xie Yun wanted to drink more, but his wife wouldn't allow it. She snatched the bottle away and locked it in the cabinet. Professor Xie Yun looked at Wang Zhan awkwardly, but Wang Zhan laughed and said, "It has to be your wife, otherwise no one can handle you."

After lunch, Wang Zhan took his leave. He returned to Yu'er Hutong and wrote a long letter, which he then delivered to Brother Wang at the district government, asking him to mail it. The reason for sending it to Brother Wang was that the letter would be reviewed. No matter who sent the letter to Uncle Li, it would be reviewed by the relevant departments, and it could only be mailed after the review was approved.

Wang Zhan didn't know why, but he had heard his brother Wang mention it, which was why Wang Zhan almost never wrote to Uncle Li.

After Wang Zhan left Wang Ge's office, he checked his watch and realized it was time to pick up Wang Li. In fact, Wang Li had asked him many times not to pick her up, and he had agreed, but whenever Wang Zhan had time, he would go to the school to pick her up. This had probably become a habit for Wang Zhan.

The children lined up and moved orderly toward the school gate after school. Once outside the gate, they scattered like ducks released from their cages, walking away in twos and threes. Whether they went home or not, it was hard to tell, but the noise was deafening.

Wang Zhan parked the car and stood there waiting for Wang Li and Zhang Erya. He habitually lit a cigarette, his eyes fixed on the school gate.

Wang Zhan, who was waiting for his younger sister, suddenly saw Yan Bugui coming out of the school, followed by Yan Jiekuang. Yan Jiekuang seemed very unhappy. He followed Yan Bugui without saying a word, walking with his head down.

Wang Zhan had no intention of greeting them. He wasn't that familiar with Yan Bugui, and as for Yan Jiekuang, he was thoroughly annoyed by the kid. He was always giving him trouble and taking advantage of him. Wang Zhan wished he would forget about him for the rest of his life. Watching Yan Bugui and his son walk towards their house, Wang Zhan thought he wouldn't have any interaction with them today when a bright, bell-like shout came from the front door, "Brother, I'm here."

Wang Li and Zhang Erya ran over with their schoolbags on their backs. Wang Zhan greeted the two girls with a smile and was about to push his bike to meet them when a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Comrade Wang Zhan, young Comrade Wang Zhan, wait a moment."

Wang Zhan turned his head and froze. He saw Yan Bugui pulling Yan Jiekuang running towards him. Wang Zhan looked at the father and son, wondering what they wanted from him, but he still stopped.

Wang Li and Zhang Erya arrived at Wang Zhan's side first. The two of them hung their schoolbags on the handlebars at the same time and turned around to look at the father and son.

It wasn't far to begin with. Yan Bugui pulled Yan Jiekuang to Wang Zhan's side. Looking at the grown-up Wang Zhan, Yan Bugui felt a little guilty. He let go of Yan Jiekuang's hand and said, "Comrade Wang Zhan, you should know who I am, right? Don't misunderstand, I want to ask you for a favor."

Wang Zhan looked at Yan Bugui with curiosity and said, "Teacher Yan, there's no need to be so formal. We've interacted many times already. Although we haven't met face to face, we still have a lot of chemistry. Go ahead and tell me, I'm listening."

After speaking, Wang Zhan looked at Yan Jiekuang. Yan Jiekuang, who had been hanging his head, was now looking at him with bright eyes.

Wang Zhan immediately guessed what Yan Bugui was going to say. Sure enough, Yan Bugui said, "I heard from my son that the soldier who stopped the runaway horse is your classmate. Can you contact him now?"

Wang Zhan looked at Yan Jiekuang, then at Yan Bugui, and said, "Didn't I tell Jiekuang this morning? He is indeed my classmate. It's a pity you can't find him at all. He didn't come back on vacation. He came back to report on his duties, and after that, he went straight to his new unit. He simply didn't have time."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui understood immediately and sighed, saying, "We really can't find him. Alas, this is all my son's fault. He boasted to his homeroom teacher that he could find this person. Now the teacher reported it to the principal, and the principal reported it to the education bureau. Now everyone is waiting to see this unsung hero. Look at the mess this has made."

Wang Zhan then realized what was going on. He looked at Yan Jiekuang, this good-for-nothing kid who knew nothing but dared to make promises to his homeroom teacher. Wang Zhan comforted Yan Bugui, saying, "This really won't work. You should explain to the school. Also, that guy's current unit is a classified unit, so don't get involved in this matter. This definitely won't work."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui knew that things were not going to work out. He had actually dragged Yan Jiekuang home today to go to Wang Zhan's house. Since they had run into each other at the school gate and he already knew the answer, he had no choice but to drag Yan Jiekuang back to school. What was the point of going back? To report and explain to the principal. This brat, if he weren't a scholar, he would definitely have given him a beating like his second uncle.

(End of this chapter)