Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 959 Yan Family Discussion
Time passed quickly. They got on the car in the afternoon and didn't eat much. The brother and sister just talked in a low voice in the car. Occasionally, Wang Li wanted to drink water, and Wang Zhan handed her the kettle.

The car was moving very slowly, and Wang Zhan never saw the grandfather and grandson again. Wang Zhan closed his eyes to rest, and Wang Li fell asleep by the window.

At this time, a big family meeting was taking place at Yan Bugui's home in the front yard of No. 95 Courtyard.

Yan Bugui has been silent these past few days, silently calculating Yi Zhonghai's plan. I don't know what happened this morning, the children at home didn't go out. The smart Yan Jiecheng saw his father's sad face, so he asked casually. Yan Jiecheng looked at his father and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you? I'm going to meet my classmate's parents in a while, you can't be like this?"

Although Yan Jiecheng is not a very good person, he is still a very loyal and honest person in the eyes of his classmates. Most of his classmates still have a good impression of him. Just now, one of his female classmates has been favored by Yan Jiecheng and he plans to get engaged to her first. In this era, every family has a hard time and they all work hard to have a meal. If there is suddenly one less person, it is a great joy and they can't wait to marry their daughter off.

Yan Jiecheng was also lucky in love, and he first told his mother, Yang Ruihua, about this matter. Yang Ruihua knew that her son was old enough, so she agreed without saying anything. When she told Yan Bugui about it, Yan Bugui's mind was full of Yi Zhonghai's ideas and the house in the next yard, so he agreed without thinking.

Hearing his eldest son's question, Yan Bugui was a little confused, so he asked: "When did you find a partner? How come I don't know? Who will pay for the meal when we meet?"

Yan Jiecheng was dumbfounded at the time and said, "I've told you, you said you knew it, but as for the money for the meal, of course you have to pay for it, you're my dad, who else can pay for it if not you?"

"Why? A father has to pay. Who made the rule? You are twenty years old and independent. You have to find the money by yourself. You can ask anyone you want for help." Yan Bugui was a miser. Asking him to pay was more painful than killing him, and the same went for his own son.

Yan Jiecheng was conflicted. If Yu Li's parents came, wouldn't it be a joke since there was nothing at home? Looking at his father, he felt helpless and turned to go to the inner room to find his mother.

In the bedroom, Yan Jie Di was lying on the bed, screaming, and Yan Jie Kuang was responding incoherently. Yang Ruihua was standing by the window, sewing a small quilt, which was prepared for Yan Jie Di and was made from their unused quilts.

As soon as Yan Jiecheng came in, he complained to his mother about what his father had said. He also said that he saw him go to the backyard and whisper something with two other uncles. It seemed that something had happened again.

After listening to this, Yang Ruihua sighed and said, "Boss, you are not a child anymore. What should I do if you say this about your father? He is the head of the family and the money is in your father's hands. Besides, it is not something you, a young man, should do to speak ill of your elders behind their backs."

"That's right. You are the eldest in our family. You should set a good example for your younger brothers and sisters. But you always come up with requests for this and that. Why don't you earn money yourself? You still want me to pay for it. You're so happy." Yan Bugui's voice came from behind Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng said with a sad face: "If I had money, I would still ask you for it. Most of the money I earned from odd jobs has been taken away by you. What can I do, unless you don't let me pay for food and rent this month, and oh, pension money."

"That won't do. You're an adult now and you have to take on your responsibilities. Don't complain about paying even a penny less." Yan Bugui didn't listen to what Yan Jiecheng said.

At this time, Yang Ruihua was afraid that the father and son would quarrel again, so he said, "By the way, Master, what are you discussing with those two masters?"

Yang Ruihua actually didn't want to know at all, but in order to change the subject, he had no choice but to ask.

Yan Bugui hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the bedroom and looked at the front door. The door had been locked from the inside by Yan Jiecheng. He then returned to the bedroom and told his family about Yi Zhonghai's plan and his hesitation. At this time, Yan Jiekuang stood up, took Yang Ruihua's hand, and said, "Mom, I think we should have a family meeting. My second brother and I know something. Let's tell Dad. I think it's very important for Dad."

Yang Ruihua was stunned. He didn't expect that the third brother, who was usually quiet and didn't say a word, would organize a family meeting. Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng were also stunned, but Yan Bugui intuitively felt that what the third and second brothers knew must be complicated.

Yan Bugui pointed to the small bedroom next door and said, "Big brother, go and pull the second brother over here so we can hear what they have to say. Everyone go to the main room and we'll have a meeting and discuss Big brother's affairs as well."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he trotted out of his parents' room. After a while, the Yan family sat together. Yan Jiefang was awakened by Yan Jiecheng. At this time, he had not yet come to his senses. He looked at his family, sitting there in a daze.

Yan Bugui glanced at Yan Jiekuang and said, "Tell me, what do you know?"

"Dad, are you trying to plot against Brother Wang Zhan from the East Courtyard next door?" Yan Jiekuang asked.

"How can you say your father is scheming? I'm fighting for the interests of my family, but I haven't made a decision yet." Yan Bugui said as he lit a cigarette.

"Please ask your second brother where Wu Laoer, who often goes to and from school with him, lives." Yan Jiekuang didn't say anything and directly asked the question to his father.

Yan Bugui turned his head and looked at Yan Jiefang. Yan Jiefang didn't understand what they were discussing, but he knew that the third brother mentioned Wu Laoer. Wu Laoer was a die-hard fan of Yan Jiekuang. The two were inseparable from school and home.

Seeing Yan Jiefang not speaking, Yan Bugui became a little angry and asked, "Old Second, are you still asleep? Talk."

Yan Jiefang finally woke up from his daze and said, "Oh, the Wu family just moved to the west wing of the east wing. What does this have to do with our family?"

Yan Bugui didn't answer him, but just fell into deep thought while smoking. At this time, Yan Jiekuang said, "Dad, you may not know that Wang Zhan and his sister have moved away a long time ago. Now there are three martyrs' relatives living in the yard next door. You should not get involved in this. Let's just watch from the side. What the eldest uncle is planning will definitely not succeed."

After listening to Yan Jiekuang's words, Yan Bugui made up his mind and planned to find Yi Zhonghai soon to make his attitude clear. At this time, Yan Bugui had resolved the knot in Dongkuayuan's heart and did not intend to take advantage of it anymore. What about the three martyrs' families? Is that something that ordinary people could think about?

At this time, Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiecheng and told him that his eldest brother had a girlfriend and would come to his house for an engagement dinner.

Yan Jiecheng kept looking at his parents with expectant eyes. Yan Bugui and his wife did not express their opinions. Yan Bugui threw the question to his third son, Yan Jiekuang. Although his third son usually did not like to talk, he could always hit the nail on the head whenever he spoke.

Yan Jiekuang looked at Yan Bugui who was looking at him, sighed, and then looked at his mother. Yang Ruihua also looked at him with expectant eyes. Yan Jiekuang knew that he had no choice but to express his opinion.

(End of this chapter)