The strong fisherman in the courtyard

But no one cared, and no one paid attention to Aunt Yan's screams. The onlookers went home in groups of three or four.

"Wife, I'm going to go to my father-in-law's place first, you go home and lock the door!"

Yu Li understood Xu Damao's meaning in an instant, and walked towards the backyard with her long legs.

Li Ming happily followed his family back home. Although the notification had been issued, Li Ming's system had not yet reminded him. He estimated that the reward would only be delivered on the day Yan Jiecheng died.

Not bad, it’s pretty good that I can get a big gift bag before the Chinese New Year! What a good person, Yan Jiecheng!

Yan Fugui stood numbly in the courtyard, with Aunt Yan's cries still echoing in his ears.

"Tsk, now it's good. Yan Jiecheng has done something big. A good girl is afraid of a clinging man, so keep pestering him!" Li Ming muttered as he sat beside the iron stove.

As for the other members of their family, they went to the house opposite and were chatting with the Wu family. After all, it was a big event in the courtyard, so they still had to find someone to chat with and kill time.

"Now Yan Fugui shouldn't have to worry about Yan Jiecheng finding a wife in the future."

Wu Xuanxuan's voice came from beside Li Ming, wow, this girl has a good mouth!

"Sister Xuanxuan, if Yan Fugui hears this, he will kill you, haha!"

Wu Xuanxuan rolled her eyes and said, "Let him come. When he comes, I will run to your house and then you can go and fight with Yan Fugui."

"Beautiful, you are my sister!" Li Ming smacked his lips helplessly.

Zhongyuan, Yi Zhonghai's house.

After hearing what Director Wang said, Yi Zhonghai was also shaken. When he returned home and wanted to smoke a cigarette, he had to light it three times in a row before he could.

"The Yan family is in big trouble now." Aunt Yi said regretfully.

Yi Zhonghai nodded in agreement, "You see, sometimes having a child doesn't necessarily lead to good results. Isn't Old Yan's family a living example?"

"You are right, Old Yi. It is better for us to develop Dongxu and Zhuzi." Aunt Yi sighed.

"That's right. As for the matter of Old Yan's family, there is really nothing to say and we can't do anything about it. We don't have the ability to do anything about it. It's better for us to spend the new year in peace."

"By the way, are the four of us still celebrating together this year?"

Yi Zhonghai's face twitched. In previous years, it was not impossible for the four families to live together. At that time, they had no worries about food. But if they had to live together again this year, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it!

Aunt Yi seemed to have seen what Yi Zhonghai was worried about. "When the time comes, tell Zhuzi and Dongxu in advance. In previous years, we contributed money and effort. This year is not a good year, so everyone should share the burden."

"It's more fun when there are more people, and everyone can improve things after this, right?"

"Well, that's good, it's settled!"

Middle courtyard, Jia's house.

"Serves him right! Yan Fugui pretends to be so arrogant every day! Now his eldest son is gone!"

You don't even have to think about it to know that these words came from Jia Zhang's mouth, and this hasn't even touched on the fact that the Yan family didn't help their Jia family!

Jia Dongxu sighed helplessly. He and Yan Jiecheng had known each other since childhood. Now Yan Jiecheng would be gone in the blink of an eye. Jia Dongxu still felt a little sad, but not much!

As for Qin Huairu, she was even more straightforward. She cleaned up things in the kitchen without saying a word. These discussions at home had never had anything to do with her.

Chapter 413: Yan Fugui Asks for a Fight

As for the backyard? No one in the backyard cared about Yan Jiecheng's death. One was in the front yard and the other in the backyard, so they seldom interacted with each other.

Not to mention that Yan Jiecheng's reputation became very bad later on, and no one in the backyard cared about his life or death. The only one who was happy and nervous was Yu Li.

Yu Li not only locked the door from the inside, but also used a thick piece of wood to prop up the door.

She was happy because her sister was about to get rid of this bastard, but she was nervous because she was afraid that Yan Fugui would go crazy and come to her house. Xu Damao was not at home at the moment, and she would be no match for the entire Yan family by herself.

Front yard, Yan's house.

The ground in front of Yan Fugui was littered with cigarette butts, his eyes were bloodshot, and he still had a cigarette in his mouth.

"Old Yan, our solution can't just disappear like this! You have to think of a way, think of a way!" Aunt Yan sat on the ground beside Yan Fugui, crying and shouting.

Yan Fugui glanced at her impatiently, "If I had a way, could I still smoke here?"

Actually, there is a way. If Yan Fugui is capable enough and can obtain Yu Haitang's forgiveness, then he can persuade Yu Haitang and Yan Jiecheng to get a marriage certificate. With this certificate, Yan Fugui can find someone to smooth things over. It's worth a try!

But don't even think about it. Yu Haitang can forgive Yan Jiecheng and agree to marry him! Not to mention that Yan Fugui doesn't have such a powerful relationship, and no one will take this risk to help him!

There were at least hundreds of witnesses. Who the hell would take such a risk? It was not a good thing!

Aunt Yan's crying paused, and she lowered her head and thought for a while, "How about going to the Li family today to ask, their Wu Fang is at least an official in the street office, maybe, maybe..."

Aunt Yan didn't say the rest. Even though the relationship between the two families was not good, and Yan Fugui's visit would not have any good results, their son would be shot after all! Even if the chance was small, they had to try anyway.

Yan Fugui finished smoking a cigarette in silence, then stood up tremblingly and prepared to go to Li's house. Aunt Yan was right. What's more, this method was taught by his father.

Front yard, in front of the Li family’s door.

"Dong dong dong."

Li Ming and Wu Xuanxuan, who were chatting in the room, were stunned. They didn't expect someone to knock on the door at this time.

If this was someone at home, he would have definitely pushed the door open and come in. The person knocking on the door could only be an outsider.

Li Ming took a big step and opened the door directly. Yan Fugui stood in front of the Li family's door with a forced smile on his face.

This moment is just like that moment.

"Hey, Uncle Yan, why are you here? Is there something?"

"Mingzi, I want to ask your mother if Comrade Wu Fang is at home."

"He's not here. If you have anything to do, just go to the street office tomorrow." Li Ming was about to close the door, but Yan Fugui stretched out his hand to block it.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Li Ming asked with a playful smile on his face, looking at Yan Fugui in front of him.

"Mingzi, after all, we are neighbors in the same courtyard. Jie Cheng is in trouble now. As neighbors, we can't just stand by and watch him die, right?" Yan Fugui said with a wry smile, but he did not pull back the hand he had extended.

Li Ming grinned. "If Yan Jiecheng was a neighbor, why didn't you tell us when the Yan family came to cause trouble? Why didn't you tell us when Yan Jiecheng killed our chickens in the middle of the night?"

"Besides, Yan Jiecheng has been taken away now. My mother is just a small clerk in the street office and can't help you much. Please ask for help from someone else!"

At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Li, who were chatting at the Wu family across the street, also heard it. Mother Li subconsciously wanted to go out, but was stopped by Mr. Li.

"Hush, look at how our son handles him! You better stay out, or Yan Fugui will play some dirty tricks."

"That's right, Mingzi won't suffer any loss." Liu Lanfang also advised.

Mother Li thought about it and nodded, but she quietly stood at the door with someone and listened carefully.

The camera turns to the direction where Li Ming and Yan Fugui are confronting each other.

Li Ming looked at Yan Fugui who still didn't pull his hand back and his eyelids drooped. "Yan Fugui, your son is in trouble. I know you are in a bad mood now."

"But don't think that you can let everyone take care of you just because you are in a bad mood. I say it again, take your hand back and don't affect our family's life."

Yan Fugui still had a forced smile on his face, "Mingzi, I have watched you grow up, right? Tell me where your mother is. I will accept your favor."

Li Ming laughed out loud when he heard Yan Fugui fart.

"Haha, okay, Yan Fugui, you have made up your mind to confront me today, fine, I will satisfy you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ming opened the door and kicked Yan Fugui diagonally in the stomach. Yan Fugui had never experienced such a thing before.

He originally saw Li Ming open the door and was planning to let him in to talk, but who could have expected that a big foot would come out directly?

With a bang, Yan Fugui fell to the front yard. Li Ming followed closely and stood in front of Yan Fugui. "Old man, are you satisfied now?"

Yan Fugui held his stomach and got up from the ground. "Ahem... ahem, Li Ming, you little bastard, I just wanted to ask where your mother is. I hope she can help our Yan family for the sake of our neighbors. Why did you have to do that?"

"Why should I do that? You're blocking our door and even holding your hand out to stop me from closing the door. You're not going to say anything, are you?"

Li Ming flipped his wrist and took out the pistol given by the steel rolling mill directly from the space. Anyway, it was dark now and no one could see where he took it out.

The crisp sound of a gun being loaded echoed in the quiet courtyard. Li Ming held the gun against Yan Fugui's head and said, "Old man, keep talking."

The neighbors who were watching the excitement saw Li Ming actually pull out a gun and retreated collectively subconsciously. Even the people from the Wu family couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on their heads when they saw Li Ming's familiar operation.

Not only did they not expect it, but no one expected that Li Ming's temper would be so bad now. It seemed that ever since he pointed a gun at He Yuzhu last time, Li Ming seemed to like pulling out guns!

What a coincidence, Xu Damao had just entered the front yard pushing his bicycle. As soon as he came in, he saw his little brother's explosive scene, which made Xu Damao dumbfounded!

Why is he pointing a gun at Yan Fugui?

The brothers Yan Xing and Yan Wang had seen Li Ming's operations before. Although they were shocked, it did not affect them. Each of them held a piece of wood and an iron skewer and stood beside Li Ming, looking at Yan Fugui with a fierce look.

Chapter 414 Xu Damao’s treat

Yan Fugui couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Although he knew that Li Ming had a gun and had seen it before, it was just seeing it. After all, the person who was pointed at last time was not him, but He Yuzhu!

"You're not going to say it anymore? If you don't want to say it, get out of here!" Li Ming waved the gun, "You didn't educate your own son well, and now he's being shot for being a hooligan. You have the nerve to come to my house and ask my mother to help you. That's my mother, not yours! You idiot!"

After Li Ming finished cursing, he put the gun back into his pocket. Ever since he successfully shut up this group of idiots by pointing it at He Yuzhu's forehead last time, Li Ming gradually fell in love with this simple and rough method.

There are no Maybach or Land Rover cars these days that can speak for you just by stopping there. What can speak for you these days is the stuff in your hands!

Li Ming turned around and patted the shoulders of the two Yan brothers. "Don't worry, this old guy won't make things difficult for me. You two should go back quickly. You are wearing so little."

The brothers Yan Xing and Yan Wang smiled, nodded, and walked towards the outer courtyard arm in arm. They didn't care about what others thought, they only knew that Li Ming saved their lives.

The matter of Yan Fugui's visit was once again handled perfectly, and both parties were happy. Seeing that it was time to go to bed and rest, Li Ming talked with his parents for a while and then went straight into the second bedroom.

Thanks to Yan Fugui for the fishing reward. Thank you! He and Yan Jiecheng are both good people!

[Ding, congratulations to the host for fishing successfully! ]

[Ding, reward fishing lottery number*1, reward big black ten*10, reward small yellow croaker*2. ]

"System, open the personal interface."

【Host】: Li Ming

[Skills Possessing]: Pistol mastery (top level), Bajiquan (top level), Fishing (great accomplishment), Weakness attack (language-oriented), Art of language, Wall climbing, Locust stone throwing technique (top level), Sichuan cuisine (great accomplishment), Shandong cuisine (great accomplishment), Antique identification skills (great accomplishment), Lock picking (top level).

【Number of draws】:9.

[Physique Template]: Li Yuanba [Development Progress 96%]

[System Items]: 5 one-click task completion cards, 1860 Colt m1 revolver, a box of 0.44-inch black powder bullets, a gun license, a set of locust stone production lines, a set of disguise masks, a voice-changing button, 2 pounds of Anxi Tieguanyin, 1 kitchen knife, 1 baseball bat, 2 Jerry's firecrackers, 1 watch ticket, 1 sewing ticket, 1 radio ticket, 2 malted milk tickets, a set of house deeds for the second courtyard {Paoju Hutong), a set of house deeds for the first courtyard (Qianer Hutong).

"Just one more draw, just one more draw, and my favorite will be in my hands soon." Li Ming grinned as he stared at the 9 draw times.

"My physical fitness is developing at a slower and slower pace. I don't know when I can reach 100%. Anyway, there's no rush, just take it slow."

"Open the hatred value interface. I want to see the hatred value of this old man Yan Fugui."

【Hate Value】

Yi Zhonghai (30)

Auntie (10)

He Yuzhu (45)

He Yushui (10)

Jia Zhang (30)

Jia Dongxu (40)

Qin Huairu (5)

Yan Jiecheng (50)

Yan Fugui (40)

Deaf old lady (20)

Li Ming's eyelids twitched. If he remembered correctly, Yan Fugui's hatred value was 21 last time. Wow, it jumped directly to 40 this time. It seems that Yan Jiecheng is really his biological son!

After having fun for a while, Li Ming closed the system interface and fell asleep with the expectation that Yan Jiecheng would win the grand prize.

Front yard, Yan's house.

Aunt Yan saw Yan Fugui come back to continue smoking after being humiliated. She waited for a long time before she dared to continue speaking, "How about I go to Yu Haitang's house tomorrow and we can talk about it?"

"What are you talking about! Do you think you don't have a son?" Yan Fugui roared.

After saying that, he put out the cigarette, put away the remaining half of the cigarette, climbed into bed and went to sleep.

Obviously, they were powerless to do anything about Yan Jiecheng's situation.

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