Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiecheng and his wife with a sinister gaze through his thick glasses.

This also caused the orchid's heart to sink into an endless abyss.

She always felt that there was a knife in the old man's eyes, as if he wanted to cut a wound in them.

"Boss, this is a family matter, do you really have to make it so ugly?" Yan Bugui said in a sinister tone.

"What's ugly about it?" Yan Jiecheng replied, his expression equally unpleasant.

When he got home from get off work in the afternoon, Lan Hua told him about the things the three women had discussed.

Yan Jiecheng is not stupid; he can distinguish right from wrong.

At first, he thought that he was just helping with the household registration, but he would earn his nephew's lifelong gratitude.

Therefore, he thought the deal was worthwhile and figured it wouldn't hurt to agree.

But after Lan Hua expressed her concerns, he also became aware of them.

Now the entire city of Beijing is expanding outwards, and people like them who still have secure jobs in the inner city are facing difficulties.
It's truly a case of high price but no market.

Unless you go on to a vocational school or higher and are assigned by the local government, or if you inherit your father's business, even if you get a spot in the queue, you'll be assigned to a factory in the suburbs.

It's not just a simple matter of walking a few more steps to work.

It also involves future housing allocation and marriage.

Putting aside other factors, it's easier for boys from families with houses in the inner city to get married after reaching adulthood compared to those from the outer city.

These matters, which concerned his own interests, made Yan Jiecheng put aside his reserve and dare to come forward and face Yan Bugui directly.

"If word gets out and the neighbors hear about it..." Yan Bugui was still thinking of using his reputation to bind the boss.

But Yan Jiecheng interrupted him directly, saying, "Let's talk about this behind closed doors as a family."

Who would spread it?

Second brother, you know how to tell others, right?

Facing Yan Jiefang, who was even older than Yan Jiecheng, he hurriedly waved his hand in denial.

He currently needs the help of his eldest son and his wife, and at this time, he cannot afford to offend Yan Jiecheng.

"I personally guaranteed it."

"Your father's words have no effect?" Yan Bugui was quite annoyed, but still managed to suppress his temper and said.

He was also quite exhausted, both physically and mentally. He had only found Yan Jiecheng's workplace that morning and had given Yan Jiecheng some advice.

Yan Jiecheng was already tempted and said he would go home and discuss it with his wife.

Unexpectedly, his attitude completely changed after he went home.

Yan Bugui doesn't want to look at his eldest daughter-in-law now; he's afraid he won't be able to control his temper and will explode on the spot.

He also understood his eldest daughter-in-law's personality.

This daughter-in-law is no longer the submissive person she used to be.

If Lan Hua were to argue with him recklessly, not only would she lose face, but she would also easily ruin things.

As for whether Yan Bugui had any intention of scheming to get Yan Jiecheng a job.

Judging from his current anger, it's quite clear.

For the sake of his children and grandchildren, and for the sake of the Yan family, Yan Bugui did not think he had done anything wrong.

The eldest son and his wife only have one daughter, and no matter how well she does in the future, she will have to get married.

Then he would definitely pile all the resources that the Yan family could use onto his eldest grandson.

The nephew taking over his uncle's job isn't an isolated incident in Beijing.

"If that's what you're saying, then I really don't believe you."

Don't forget what you've done.

"Which one of these things was for my and Lao San's benefit?" Yan Jiecheng was really going to tear off the mask of civility; he wasn't exactly a man of low moral character.

The key thing is that Yan Bugui has been reliable all these years, except for the fact that he spent money to marry Lan Hua.

Putting aside everything else, let's talk about the third brother's family.

If the elderly couple had cared for their third son's wife even a little more, Zhang Chunhua wouldn't have immediately filed for a unilateral divorce. "Second son, you don't know, do you?"

Did Dad send you five hundred yuan?

That was sent back by the third brother to support his wife and son.

Do you think that when you get out of prison, he might fight you to the death over this 500 yuan?
"..." Yan Jiecheng chuckled at the second brother.

Before the second brother could react, he turned to Yan Bugui and said, "Is this the reliable thing you were talking about?"
You're sowing the seeds of trouble for us brothers.

"Wife, let's go. From now on, we'll never interfere in anything happening in this house again."

After setting the fire, Yan Jiecheng got up and left.

His vindictive temper is very much like Yan Bugui's.

Yan Bugui looked at his eldest son and his wife as they left through the sliding door, then at his second son, who was looking at him with a gloomy expression.

Everything went black, and I fell backward in a spectacular fashion.

"Old man, old man..." Yang Ruihua cried out in a panic.

Yan Jiecheng and his wife also stopped outside the door. Yan Jiecheng's neck, like a rusty screw, made a cracking sound when he twisted it backward.

He was quite panicked, worried that his words might have angered Yan Bugui to death.

Then he'll have to bear the stigma of being unfilial and be talked about for the rest of his life.

"Big brother, Dad has fainted, get him to the hospital quickly..." Yan Jiefang panicked.

"...Cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases triggered by acute factors..."

Long-term malnutrition

Too much salt...
High blood pressure, severe arteriosclerosis, kidney stones, osteoporosis...

Your father is now riddled with health problems.

It's like an old, worn-out machine; not a single part is working properly.

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Although this has nothing to do with us doctors, I still can't help but say that, judging from your clothes, you two don't seem like people who can't make ends meet.

Be a little more filial to your elders; don't let them go hungry every day, living on pickled vegetables and coarse grains...

"Aren't you afraid of what the neighbors will say behind your back?" Yan Jiecheng and his brother stood dejectedly in front of a middle-aged doctor in a white coat, looking like students being scolded by their teacher.

The doctor looked at the two brothers with utter contempt.

When the doctor examined Yan Bugui, he almost called the police.

Judging from Yan Bugui's emaciated, skin-and-bones physique, it's clear he's been abused and starved for a long time.

The two brothers looked quite respectable, dressed impeccably.

He gets angry just looking at it.

The two brothers left the doctor's office and exchanged a pained look.

Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment before saying, "Second brother, believe it or not, I have never asked Dad for money."

I don't even know how much his monthly retirement pension is.

During holidays and festivals, your sister-in-law, Jie Di, often buys clothes and other things for the elderly couple.

We never mistreated them.

Yan Jiecheng's eyes welled up with tears, and his heart felt heavy.

He knew that Yan Bugui had always lived a hard life.

He had coveted the elderly couple's money when he was young, but in recent years, as both he and his wife have been able to earn money, he has given up that idea.

But after all, it was a father-son bond, and he was saddened to hear that his father's body was on its last legs and he was completely beyond saving.

Yan Jiefang did not answer, but nodded slightly.

No matter what he says, if we're talking about who owes whom, he definitely owes far more than Yan Jiecheng.

After all these years, he hadn't cared about Yan Bugui at all. (End of Chapter)