Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 203 1999 years

"Isn't fighting normal? Look, he even beat up my brother!" Zhang Biao drank his wine, waved his hand, and thought it was nothing.

However, he quickly realized the problem: "Wait a minute! This kid has come knocking on our door?"

"You actually hit someone?" The village chief was furious. "What are you fighting about during the New Year? They came knocking on our door so quickly, do you think they're easy to deal with?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with him riding a beat-up motorcycle," Zhang Biao said nonchalantly, calling his younger brother as they went back into the house.

Zhang Biao had barely entered the house when several young men ran over: "Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, something terrible has happened! Someone's coming to your house to cause trouble!"

"What's wrong?" The village chief's expression was somewhat grave.

"I don't know. Two big bulldozers and a bunch of people have arrived at the village entrance. They're asking where you live. They'll probably be here soon!"

The village chief knew something was wrong as soon as he heard this, so he immediately took a few reliable people from his family to find out what was going on, and then he saw a huge crowd of people.

There were people everywhere, and I had no idea how many there were.

Two bulldozers quickly stopped in front of the house, where the area was completely blocked by people.

"Oh dear, what's going on? What's going on?!" The village chief was frantic.

“Your son-in-law beat my brother for no reason,” Chen Zheng said, leading Yan Hui out. “We need an explanation today.”

“Brother Zheng, I don’t want an explanation,” Yan Hui pointed to the house, “We’ll demolish it all, and I’ll pay for how much it will cost for his house to rebuild!”

"He's been drinking! Oh dear, please don't!" The village chief quickly stepped in front of him.

If his house were demolished, his family would be utterly disgraced and would never be able to hold their heads high again. This wasn't just about money. He desperately apologized to Yan Hui, which annoyed Chen Zheng, who snapped, "What kind of apology is this? Where's your son-in-law? Shout him out! I want to see how much he's drunk!"

Yan Hui didn't care about escalating the situation; at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to vent his anger. Sometimes, things in the village are just that straightforward—don't waste time with unnecessary talk!
The village chief kept apologizing, but Yan Hui refused to accept it. By this time, more and more people had gathered, including many other villagers, but no one dared to say anything, and no one came forward to persuade him.

Ultimately, everything comes down to reason. This time, we're not in the right, and no matter where we try to reason with them, we're still in the wrong!

As the stalemate continued, Yan Hui grew impatient and was about to order the bulldozer to start when someone ran out.

This man was also a friend of Yan Hui's, and a villager from this village. His cousin and the village chief, Lian Qiao, rushed over at this moment. Lian Qiao directly berated the village chief in front of Yan Hui, then looked at Yan Hui and said, "Mr. Yan, I know I don't care about my reputation, but your clothes are all dirty, aren't they? Come on, come on, come to my house and change into some new clothes. Come and rest for a while."

Yan Hui is a loyal friend, and since he actually knew this person, he couldn't refuse to give him face. He wasn't here today specifically to demolish the house; having lived outside for so many years, he knew there were legal risks involved.

In any case, this matter should not be easily dismissed.

This friend kept persuading Yan Hui, his tone and attitude very sincere. Yan Hui told Chen Zheng and the others to stay, and he went to his friend's house.

My friend actually had some new clothes for the New Year, so he dressed Yan Hui in them and then used gauze and iodine to clean him up.

Just as they finished tidying up, the village chief came over, followed by a number of people, all arranged by Chen Zheng.

The village chief went into the house alone and found Yan Hui: "Mr. Yan, this is really our fault. I will definitely give you an explanation, okay? Don't block my door!"

"Do you think it's wrong for me to block your door?" Yan Hui asked.

"Yes, you're not wrong, it's our family's fault! Mr. Yan, can you please give me some face?"

At this moment, Yan Hui's friends kept apologizing and saying nice things to him. "Okay, I'll go home first and wait for your explanation." Wanting to be lenient, Yan Hui chose to leave.

After Yan Hui left, the bulldozers and other equipment also left. He first found Chen Zheng, gave him some money as compensation for his hard work, about 4000 yuan, and then went home.

Grandpa's health wasn't good, and Yan Hui didn't want him to know about this, which was the main reason he didn't choose to continue causing trouble. After returning home, his grandparents asked Yan Hui what happened, and he said he had fallen off his motorcycle. His family was very worried, so he said he wouldn't ride a motorcycle anymore and would get a driver's license and buy a car this year.

No secrets stay hidden forever. Soon after he returned home, many people in the village heard about it, and several elders from the village came to his door.

Yan Hui had no choice but to tell his parents what had happened, and then try his best to keep it from his grandfather.

Yan Hui's father took him to the home of an elder in the clan.

Several clan elders inquired about Yan Hui's situation and immediately became displeased.

"This matter must be addressed, otherwise our village will never be able to hold its head high again!" The old man who spoke was also surnamed Yan, but he was not from the same family as Yan Hui; they could only say that they had some ancestral connection.

His name is Yan Delin. He is quite respected in the village and has a good relationship with my grandfather.

"We have to go there ourselves!"

The clan elders discussed the matter at length and quickly finalized a plan.

My cousins ​​and other relatives soon found out about it too.

Then, that evening, a total of 5 vehicles went to the village, most of which were elderly people from the village, who went to demand an explanation, but did not bring Yan Hui with them.

Now, the village chief was even more overwhelmed. This was even more painful than the bulldozer blocking the gate. He not only had to apologize himself, but also had to call out some of the village elders who were of equal standing to apologize. This was truly a huge loss of face.

But there was no other way; he wasn't qualified. He had to beg and plead with everyone, one by one, until the discussion finally ended after 11 p.m.

The next day, Zhang Biao, along with his family, went to Yan Hui's place, bringing many expensive gifts, and sincerely apologized. Grandpa, of course, knew about this and thought Yan Hui had grown up and handled the matter correctly, praising him highly.

This matter can be considered closed at this point.

After the matter was over, everything in the Yan family returned to normal. Now that Yan Hui had taken over the mantle, he planned to renovate the family ancestral hall and donate some money to the temple, which made his grandfather very happy.

This incident caused Yan Hui to miss the class reunion, so he gave Lao San a thousand yuan and asked him to organize it.

He repaired the ancestral hall at home and then returned to Jianye.

He hadn't been back for a long time, and many things had come to a standstill. He worked for more than ten days straight to get everything done, and then handed it all over to his third brother.

He was injured in the fight a while ago, and his back is a little uncomfortable. The recent continuous busyness has also made him feel unwell.

Since there was nothing else to do in Jianye, Yan Hui chose to go home to continue recuperating.

In March 1999, Yan Hui returned home to recuperate.

One day in March, without any warning, my grandfather passed away.

(End of this chapter)