Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

A trace of regret flashed in Xu Damao's eyes. "I should have known better than to bring He Daqing back. Now it seems the gain is not worth the loss."

Jiang Fan said solemnly, "There's no point in saying this. He Daqing can talk about it later. Who knows when he might not live in the courtyard anymore.

Sister-in-law, one thing you need to do now is, if something unexpected happens in the future, how are you going to convince your parents that you want to stay? "

After a moment of silence, Lou Xiao'e gritted her teeth and said, "Jiang Fan, tell me the truth. Can what Damao has done over the years really protect me and not implicate them?"

Xu Damao also stared at Jiang Fan nervously, wanting to know the answer.

Jiang Fan glanced at the two of them. If someone really targeted the Lou family, it would be really difficult to protect Lou Xiao'e with these things.

But he believed in the power of the system. "I can protect you without any problems. Even if something unexpected happens, I am confident that I can get you and your family away."

"Okay, your words are enough. If something really happens, I will convince my parents." Lou Xiaoe said firmly.

"Brother, I entrust my life and property to you."

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "When have I ever let you down?"

Xu Damao smiled, and he could sleep well.

After calming the two of them down, Jiang Fan got up and left.

In the plot, because of Xu Damao's revelation and the large amount of jewelry that Lou Xiao'e brought back, Lou Xiao'e was arrested and criticized by Liu Haizhong.

But after finding out that batch of jewelry, Liu Haizhong secretly hid the gold bars and finally said, "Lou Xiao'e is not from the factory, the hospital can handle it."

It feels like this is not a big deal?

In fact, if someone really sets his sights on them, both Lou Xiao'e and the Xu family will suffer.

After returning home, Jiang Fan used the props directly. When the system gave it to him, the names of all the people in his family, including the names of the Zhong family, the Chen family, and the Xu family were all on it.

So Jiang Fan boldly guessed at that time that this thing was used by the system to save his life.

But we can only protect a few more of these companies, but it is enough.

"It's only twelve years. It will pass quickly."

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of December and snowflakes began to fall from the sky again.

"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, so next year will definitely be a good year."

Yan Bugui sat at the door, drinking tea. He had a lot of free time during the winter break, which lasted more than a month.

It was cold, so he couldn't go fishing, let alone gardening. Picking up trash was even more out of the question, as few people went out.

Apart from squatting at the door every day, watching the neighbors coming in and out to see if there is any advantage to be taken, he does nothing else.

I just squatted for half a month, but didn't gain anything.

Forget about a single onion or a head of garlic, he didn't even get a rotten cabbage leaf. Instead, he suffered a lot of overt and covert ridicule.

But he didn't care. He firmly believed that as long as he persisted, he would definitely reap rewards.

Seeing another person about to come in, seemingly carrying something on his back, Yan Bugui quickly took off his glasses and wiped them.

"Let me see who it is. Why is it this guy? Go home. It makes my liver hurt."

The man who came was Jiang Fan, carrying on his back half a sheep. It was freshly killed and still exuded a warm aroma.

"Jiang Fan, where did you get so much mutton?"

"I was lucky. I met someone buying a sheep at the pigeon market, so I bought it." What he said was absolutely true. If he had not arrived a little late, some of the sheep would have been sold and he could have bought the whole thing.

"Is this mutton for sale?"

"No, we have a big family."

Jiang Fan refused directly. With so many people watching, saying "sell"? This was just a trap for him.

Back in the yard, Jiang Fan cut up the mutton.

"Xiaoyu, go wash some white radishes and stew them with mutton for lunch."

"okay."

"Mom, make some mutton dumplings for Chinese New Year this year. Your grandson wants to eat them."

"Go and coax the child. If he's greedy, then he's greedy. What can Yuanbao eat? He wants to eat it. What can he eat? You're a father, but you're still so unreasonable." Shen Yue said unhappily.

Chapter 638 Jiang Chenxin

Jiang Fan's son was not named according to his generation like his other children.

When the child was just born, he discussed it with Zhong Xueying for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Why not name him Jiang Xia Ren?"

For the first time, he got the disapproval of his whole family.

"You look like a shrimp to me!"

The child was finally named Jiang Chenxin.

There's no real meaning to it, I just thought of it that way.

……

This year's New Year was very peaceful. There were no poisoning incidents or any major incidents.

For a time, everyone in the courtyard felt something was not right. This New Year had been too peaceful, with no one causing trouble.

They are still not used to it.

Finally, the day before I was supposed to go to work, something happened in the yard. It wasn’t a big deal, but it was still fun.

Yan Jiefang moved to the residence allocated by the factory.

"Yan Jiefang, what are you doing? Moving is such a big deal, and you didn't even tell me? Do you still respect me?"

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiefang who was carrying the package and asked angrily.

He had no objection to Yan Jiefang moving out, as long as he continued to receive the monthly payment. He was even happy to have a free room in the house.

What made him angry was that Yan Jiefang didn't even tell him about such a big thing.

The last person who did this was a man named Liu, and then his parents died.

"Dad, I just told you very clearly that when I was working, I applied for housing allocation from the factory.

Now that it's approved, of course I have to move in. Otherwise, if people see that I don't live there, the house will definitely be taken back. Wouldn't that be a complete loss of a house for no reason?"

Yan Jiefang brought out the word "loss", and sure enough, Yan Bugui hesitated after hearing it.

Which is more important, the house or the authority of being a father?

This thought flashed through Yan Bugui's mind for only a moment before he made his decision. He quickly picked up the last bundle.

"Jiefang, even though you're already a grown-up, I'm still worried about you living alone out there."

Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes and said, "Why don't you ask your mother to come over and clean up for you and do some housework. You can just pay her the wages."

The corner of Yan Jiefang's mouth twitched. As expected, he shouldn't have expected to hear any words of disadvantage from Yan Bugui.

"That's not necessary. I've already seen the house. It's quite new. No need to bother you."

Yan Jiefang snatched the bundle from Yan Bugui's hand and was about to leave. When he turned around, he felt a huge resistance. Looking down, he saw Yan Bugui's skinny hands tightly grasping his bundle, with a slight smile on his face.

He sighed and said, "I'm going to live outside. I will give you every penny of the money I owe you every month."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui let go of his hands. This was exactly what he wanted.

Yan Jiefang also left without even telling Yan Bugui his home address. If Yan Bugui had not definitely not agreed to the division of the family, he would have proposed it.

After Yan Jiefang left, people in the hospital began to ask about Yan Bugui.

"Old Yan? What happened to your Jiefang family? Are you trying to imitate Liu Guangqi and run away and never come back?"

"What do you mean you're not coming back? Didn't you come back for the funeral? It's just that you were a little late."

"What's the big deal about Yan Jiefang's passing? There's still another one in Old Yan's family, and someone's throwing pots at him."

Listening to the mocking words of his neighbors, Yan Bugui felt a little ashamed and angry, but he did not lash out. He was alone and weak, so he could not act rashly.

After a cold snort, Yan Bugui turned around and went home.

"Tsk, isn't it just learning a few more words? There's nothing to be proud of."

"Knowing a lot of words is a good thing. Don't forget, our children still need to go to school under his guidance."

"What are you afraid of? If he dares to target us, we'll report him and make him lose his job."

The neighbors were talking about it and started discussing the big events that happened in the yard two years ago.

The main reason is that there is really nothing to say this year.

Qinjia Village.

Qin Gang's home has been very lively these days because the news that two workers had left their family has spread.

Originally they had kept it a secret, but someone saw Qin Jianguo and the others when they entered the city, and then found out after asking around that the two of them had actually found jobs in the city.

As soon as he came back, the news spread throughout the village and even the commune.

This was shocking news in Qinjia Village and even in the commune.

If a village is lucky enough to have one person get a job in the city, they can already say that the ancestors bless them and that their graves are filled with joy.

And Qin Gang's family actually had two children at once, it was like their ancestral grave exploded.

This also made Qin Gang's younger brother, Qin Jingru's father Qin Tie very puzzled.

If this was really a blessing from the ancestors, then why did they only bless Qin Gang and not him?

So during this period of time, he had many people come to him to inquire about the situation.

But Qin Gang always made up various excuses to get away with it, such as "I was lucky, I don't know, they were noticed by the factory leaders when they came to the city, I don't know either."

Although Qin Tie was depressed and annoyed, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't force others to speak.

"Your second uncle is asking you two if you can become workers again. It's so annoying."

Even though they were brothers, they had each started their own families over the years, so the little affection they had for each other was long gone. Furthermore, since this matter concerned their workstations, how could they possibly share such an important matter with others?

Since it concerns the inheritance of their small family, even brothers have to rest aside.

"Dad, if you ask me, just tell the truth to Second Uncle. It's okay. We inherited our workstation from Huairu. Then we sold it for money and found a job in the county. There's nothing wrong with telling it."

Qin Huaihe said speechlessly that he had said it long ago that it would be fine even if this matter was exposed. It was reasonable for their family to inherit his sister's job position, and no one could find any fault with it.

But Qin Gang was concerned about Banggeng. He was worried that others would ask about Banggeng's situation.

So these days, Banggeng adds a little sleeping pill to his breakfast every morning to ensure that he can sleep all day.

Qinhuaihe even suspected that if he didn't control the portion properly one day, Banggeng would fall asleep and never wake up again.

It's actually not bad to think about it this way. At least as a father, he doesn't have to rack his brains to come up with some lame excuses to make others believe the truth about their workstation because of his love for his child.

"I have my own plans for this matter. Go give Banggeng some medicine. Someone's coming to our house today, so don't let him make any noise."

Qin Huaihe responded and went to find Banggeng with the bowl in hand. This kind of thing was something he was the only one who could be trusted to handle.

Chapter 639: The Stick Stalk Exposed

But Qinhuaihe didn't expect one thing, that is, there is a term in this world called drug resistance.

Of course, Banggeng is not yet completely immune to the drug. He just wakes up a little earlier than before.

But it happened that the drugs in Qin Huaihe's hands were damp for various reasons, causing them to lose some of their efficacy.

So this time Banggeng woke up in the afternoon.

Looking at the bright sky and the noisy sounds outside, Banggeng smiled. This was the day he had been waiting for.

He took out a broken piece of porcelain bowl from his arms and began to cut the rope.

Banggeng has never been so determined to do something, not even when he was learning the skills of a thief.

It didn't take long for him to cut the rope that bound the stick.