Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

That night, Yan Jiecheng lay in bed and talked a lot with his wife.

Even though Lan Hua couldn't understand much of what he said.

Lan Hua simply turned her head away, her back to him, and said in a muffled voice, "Alright, alright, I'll buy it for your precious daughter tomorrow, okay?"
"Go to sleep, go to sleep. I have to get up early to set up my stall tomorrow."

After saying that, Lan Hua started snoring.

Yan Jiecheng shifted his body to the other side; his wife's snoring was too loud.

Then he put his hands behind his head and stared at the dark ceiling.

In his dazed state, it seemed as if he had returned to his youth, right after graduating from high school.

When he got home, his parents prepared a big bowl of braised pork for him and a brand new Zhongshan suit.

And Yan Bugui told him with a smile that he had spent money to arrange for him to work in the technical department of the steel rolling mill.

This made Yan Jiecheng extremely happy.

My younger siblings were also wearing new clothes, and everyone's face was rosy and glowing, no longer showing that malnourished sallow complexion.

The whole family gathered around, eating braised pork, which was very salty.

Suddenly, Yan Bugui abruptly stood up, slapped him hard across the face, and yelled at him: "Jiecheng, wake up, wake up..."

Yan Jiecheng woke up to find Lan Hua sitting up, glaring at him angrily.

Yan Jiecheng was a little confused and even smacked his lips unconsciously.

"Are you crazy?"

"Why are you licking and biting my feet like that?" Orchid scolded angrily.

Yan Jiecheng touched his slapped cheek, then looked at the large foot he was holding to his chest; it smelled a bit...

He subconsciously licked his lips, savoring the salty taste in his mouth.

It was all just a dream after all!
Since then, the Yan family's situation seems to have changed.

Yan Bugui returned home the next day, but none of his children came to visit or take care of him.

Even Yan Jiefang, who lives in the old house, leaves early and returns late every day, but he doesn't really want to talk to the old couple.

If you asked the three siblings in Beijing if they were still after Yan Bugui's 13,000 yuan, they would probably all be.

Nobody turns down money.

But no one can get over this hurdle in their heart, and can't forgive their parents for their indifference at a crucial time.

Yan Jiedi didn't care because she was a daughter and knew she had no share.

The Yan brothers, on the other hand, knew that since the money had already been revealed, it was impossible for any one of them to keep it all.

It must be that all three families of brothers should receive the benefits equally.

Since I can't have it all to myself, there's no need to try to please the old couple and become the sucker.

Yan Jiefang, in particular, now needs his sister-in-law to teach him a skill and help him set up a stall.

On the other hand, he was also aware that he wanted the old house more than the money.

Whether he can live in this house after the old couple passes away depends on his older brother's opinion.

The reason is quite simple: if Yan Jiecheng helps the third brother, then the third brother has a much better chance of winning.

Moreover, in some social matters, Yan Jiecheng is now more influential than Yan Bugui.

It's like his household registration being transferred back, or his son registering his household at his eldest son's house.

All of these require Yan Jiecheng's approval.

Of course, that means we should put it in writing as proof, so we went through the formalities.

We need to make my elder brother and sister-in-law feel at ease.

That is because everyone has their own concerns.

Therefore, no one was willing to take the initiative to talk to the elderly couple.

Because of this money, Yan Bugui has become a lonely figure.

After get off work, He Yuzhu also went to the alley.

As he rode his bike past No. 95, he glanced into the courtyard subconsciously. A hint of melancholy was definitely on his face, but his destination today wasn't the old courtyard, but rather the small courtyard that He Daqing had acquired in this alley.

When He Yuzhu entered his 'own' courtyard, he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Everything felt a little unfamiliar.

He walked into the central courtyard on his own, pushed open the door of the main room, and saw He Daqing wearing a silk short-sleeved shirt, lying on a recliner.

He swayed back and forth, while his third concubine, Xiao Feng, fanned him with a palm-leaf fan.

On the stool next to the rattan chair was a purple clay teapot, and the clean grapes were placed on a tray.

He Yuzhu was so angry his nose was crooked; this old man really knew how to enjoy life.

"...Oh, what brings you here?"

He Daqing was humming a little tune when He Yuzhu overheard it and thought it sounded rather unserious.

It was probably from a brothel before liberation.

"Of course I have to come!"
When will Yu Li be back?
Can't you give me a definite answer?
Soon, your restaurant will need to hire waiters and provide service training.

"These things can't be handled by Yu Li?" He Yuzhu said irritably.

His father was only enthusiastic for three minutes.

When he first started running that restaurant, he went there every day.

However, his plans are bound to conflict with the current society.

In other words, if something is not appropriate, He Yuzhu needs to be on the sidelines watching and making appropriate adjustments.

He Yuzhu was quite insistent on his own opinion on this matter.

Unfortunately, none of the three partners knew how to run a private restaurant.

MCA has been busy working in the canteen, so it's fine to let him manage the kitchen.

But he certainly doesn't understand the services mentioned earlier.

Those apprentices who came from the Beijing Hotel would definitely not be able to make it work if they still used the same old ways of playing the game in government restaurants.

Therefore, He Yuzhu could only use his experience from his previous life to plan the restaurant now.

If things continue like He Daqing's way, the business will have to close down in less than three days.

He Daqing's idea was to set up a stage in the center of the hall and invite those who sing folk songs to perform for the diners.

In this day and age, who would allow this kind of behavior?

He Yuzhu sometimes suspected that He Daqing didn't want to build a restaurant, but rather to realize his youthful dream of setting up a brothel.

The father and son had argued about this many times.

He Daqing was a persistent fighter who would fight on despite repeated defeats, and would occasionally pull off some unexpected stunt, only to be ruthlessly suppressed by He Yuzhu.

The old man came up with another bad idea a couple of days ago, and He Yuzhu gave him a good scolding.

I've been staying home for two or three days now and haven't gone to the renovation site.

He Yuzhu had no way to deal with his childish temper.

To be honest, He Yuzhu came over today just to give He Daqing a way out by using Yu Li's matter as an excuse.

Otherwise, he could have done it himself; all he had to do was call Su Manyun and have her send a telegram to Hong Kong.

However, for the restaurant to become an instant success, He Daqing still needs to be in charge and ensure the quality of the dishes.

There was no other way; He Yuzhu had offended them, so only he could come and appease him.

He Daqing glared at He Yuzhu, and said with a hint of arrogance, "I'm not going. You think you're so capable? You go and do it."

He Yuzhu had just sat down when he heard this and immediately jumped up, saying with a forced smile, "Don't provoke me."

At worst, I'll just shut the restaurant down. It's not like I invested the money, or that I was planning to establish a family business for the He family...

"When Yushui and Liu Ting come over and yell at you, please don't blame me..."

He didn't like He Daqing at all. (End of Chapter)