The Beginning of a Courtyard House: Sixty Years of Internal Strength

"Brother Jianguo, thank goodness you didn't steal his money."

Even losing such a small amount would make Old Man Yan furious enough to vomit blood.

"If you really wipe them all out, I'm afraid Old Man Yan will die of anger."

"Hehe, Yao Yao, you know what, it's actually possible."

Half a month passed just like that.

Li Jianguo never expected this either.

That son of a bitch Yan Jiecheng really knows how to dodge.

Two whole weeks have passed, and I still haven't seen anyone.

It's almost June, and he still hasn't returned to the hospital.

However, he did not expect that Yan Bugui was also a ruthless person.

Yan Bugui has not yet fully recovered.

I still walk a little unsteadily; I would have been fine by now if I were at someone else's house.

But Old Man Yan was too stingy to eat; he considered eating just one egg as a supplement.

He only rested at home for three days before going back to work, and Yang Ruihua helped him to and from get off work.

Because of these things, it took half a month for me to fully recover.

Half a month later, he couldn't resist any longer and went to wait at the gate of the steel rolling mill.

They captured Yan Jiecheng directly.

Yan Bugui simply said one sentence coldly.

"Yan Jiecheng, you must return to the hospital tonight."

Otherwise, I'll call the police tomorrow and have you arrested.

"Dad, no way, you're going to arrest your son?"

Yan Bugui ignored him completely and went straight to work.

That evening, Yan Jiecheng returned to courtyard number 95 as promised.

He was genuinely afraid his father would call the police.

After all, he was terrified when he heard that his father had fainted from anger after vomiting blood.

If his father really got angry, he really wouldn't know what to do.

After discovering that Yan Jiecheng had returned, Li Jianguo immediately began to listen to the gossip about the Yan family.

Yao Yao was in a good mood and even made an extra dish on her social media.

After everything was set out, we ate while listening to Li Jianguo recount the story.

Yan Bugui immediately moved the children to another room.

Only he and Yang Ruihua remained to interrogate Yan Jiecheng.

"Jiecheng, tell me, where did all the money go?"

You've taken quite a bit; it's more than enough to buy two jobs.

Yan Jiancheng felt uncomfortable under the intense gaze of his parents.

I feel a little restless.

"I didn't squander the money. Besides buying a job, I also bought a house."

I bought the outbuilding of Old Song's family's house in the front yard.

"Well done, Yan Jiecheng, you've really improved."

Their skill at stealing money is truly top-notch.

Tell me, how do we resolve this?

If you don't satisfy me, don't blame me for turning against my own family.

They'll send you in there, and that's not all.

I can't sell both the house and my job again yet.

"No, Father, I am the eldest son of the Yan family."

"You're not really going to send me in there, are you?"

Yan Jiecheng stared wide-eyed in surprise.

He looked at his parents with an incredulous expression.

"Hmph, what's impossible?"

Sha Zhu was able to call the police to arrest his own father over child support issues.

You stole so much money from me, what's wrong with me calling the police?

So many people have already gone in our compound, one more won't make a difference.

Besides, I'm not counting on you to support me in my old age.

There are also two younger siblings in the family, and they are very obedient.

"How could you be so cunning as to dare steal money from your own home?"

Yan Bugui snorted coldly, his gaze fixed firmly on Yan Jiecheng.

He seemed to be saying, "If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I'll send you in."

Yang Ruihua, who was standing nearby, also expressed his approval.

"That's right, Jiecheng, we've raised you all these years."

Instead of taking good care of your parents, you actually stole money from home.

Your father and I have saved up for half our lives. Do you know how hard it was for us?

"You took so much at once."

Yang Ruihua glared at him angrily.

Yan Jiecheng panicked. He never expected his father and mother to be so heartless.

He quickly backed down when he realized he was really going to get himself arrested.

"How about this, I'll return it to you, okay?"

From now on, every month after I receive my salary, I'll only have enough for food.

I will pay you all back, until the debt is fully repaid.

Yan Jiecheng quickly lowered his head and admitted defeat, promising to repay the money.

Actually, he was still very resentful.

After all, Li Jianguo's parents bought him a house and a job.

Xu Damao was the same; most of the people in the compound had jobs arranged by their parents.

Who's like their father? Not only does he not buy things from his job, but he also expects to pay back the money.

Yan Jiecheng was also secretly filled with resentment.

At the same time, I was thinking to myself, "When you get old, let's see who takes care of you."

"Yan Jiecheng, what nonsense are you spouting to me?"

You put your money in the bank and it even earns interest; you actually want to give the principal back? Forget it.

And if you do this, you might end up in jail. What do you suggest we do?

Yan Bugui persisted relentlessly; he had finally gotten a chance.

How could he possibly let it go so easily?

"Dad, how about this? I'll pay you the bank's interest rate, okay?"

Yan Jiecheng also began to make concessions little by little.

At this point, Yan Bugui became impatient and directly stated his conditions to Yan Jiecheng.

"Nine out and thirteen back, that's the rule for lending outside."

Let's do it this way: you write me an IOU, and I'll let you off the hook.

"Otherwise, let's meet at the police station tomorrow."

Yan Jiecheng jumped up with a scream; he could no longer sit still.

His father was really too cruel.

"You're like a ruthless loan shark trying to lend money at exorbitant interest rates."

How much money do I owe you for the 9 out of 13?

It'll probably take three or four years to pay it off.

"Yan Jiecheng, stop arguing with me."

I'm telling you, you have to write this IOU whether you want to or not.

If you don't write it down, I'll go to the police station tomorrow. You decide what to do.

Yan Jiecheng quickly lowered his head to hide the hatred in his eyes.

"Dad, I'll write it."

Yan Bugui brought up the IOU that he had prepared long ago.

It was written according to the interest rate of nine out of thirteen.

Yan Jiecheng secretly calculated in his mind that he had spent 600 on work and 500 on buying a house.

He stole a total of 1200, and he still has 100 left. According to the rule of nine out and thirteen back,

I need to repay more than 1700, but the IOU says I have to repay 2000.

"Dad, that's not right. Why is it 2000 on this IOU?"

Even if I stole 1200 from you.

According to the principle of "nine out and thirteen back", it is also 1700.

You have over two hundred more than that.

Yan Jie immediately started arguing.

"Yan Jiecheng, don't try that on me."

That extra little money is just a writing fee and a nutritional supplement for the anger you caused me.

What? Did I suffer for nothing these past few days?

"But this is too much, almost 300 yuan too much."

I'll be waiting for that indefinitely.

"Right now, I'm just an apprentice, and I only get paid a dozen or so yuan."

"Yan Jiecheng, I don't care how much or how little you earn."

You have to pay this money back; who told you to steal it?

If you hadn't stolen it, I wouldn't have had to suffer such a loss, and it would have saved me a lot of trouble.

I don't care how long you pay me back, you have to pay me back this money.

Besides, you can take the worker qualification exam after you become a full-fledged employee.

Once you reach a higher level in your professional qualification exam, you'll be able to pay back the money faster.

But let's make this clear first: you have to pay me back the money you earn first.

Moreover, it is clearly stated here.

At least 90% of my monthly salary goes towards paying off my debts.

Otherwise, you can pay me back one yuan every month, but that'll take forever!