Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 1083 Yan Jiefang is leaving the Yan family

Xiao Dang sighed helplessly and said, "I don't know either, brother. I feel conflicted. What grandma said does make sense. We can't keep being bullied. But what will happen if we leave the Yan family? We have lived here for so long, and we have to leave suddenly. I am really unsure."

Yan Jiefang stood up and paced back and forth in the room, thinking about this difficult decision.

"Xiao Dang, you need to think about this carefully. If we leave the Yan family, how will we live in the future? Moreover, will this make things more complicated? What if the relationship with the Yan family is completely broken in the future?"

Seeing that Yan Jiefang was unwilling, Xiaodang had to say, "Yan Jiefang, you know what the situation is like in this house now.

The two of us only eat at home in the morning and evening, but your father asked you for twenty yuan for living expenses.

Twenty dollars is enough for the two of us to spend for several months.

Your father is actually bullying you!"

Xiaodang's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Yan Jiefang's heart hard. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy, and the sunlight outside the window seemed to dim a little. He stopped pacing and his face became gloomy.

At this time, the breeze outside the house blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if they were sighing for their experience.

Yan Jiefang looked at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window, his heart filled with emotion.

"Xiaodang, you are right. We are really living a miserable life in this family. What Dad did was really too much."

Yan Jiefang gritted his teeth, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. His voice was particularly clear in this quiet room, as if it carried a kind of decisive power.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his head with determination in his eyes.

At this moment, a beam of sunlight shone through the cracks in the window onto his face, as if giving him a little courage. "Let's go! Let's listen to grandma and leave this house. We can't be bullied like this anymore. At worst, we can rely on ourselves in the future, and we can get by no matter how hard life is."

Xiaodang felt relieved when he saw Yan Jiefang finally make up his mind.

She knew that leaving here might bring many difficulties, but it was better than suffering all the time.

The light in the room seemed to be brighter, as if heralding new hope for them.

"Okay, brother. Let's pack up quickly." Xiaodang said.

Yan Jiefang nodded, and the two began to pack up their belongings silently.

Although their movements were a little hurried, they were very firm.

In the dead of night, the whole courtyard was immersed in silence. The faint moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard, covering everything with a hazy silver veil. Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang opened the door quietly, trying not to make any noise. They were carrying simple packages, and their expressions were nervous and resolute.

The two walked carefully on the stone road in the yard, taking every step with extreme caution, as if they were afraid of waking up the sleeping people.

However, just as they were about to reach the gate of the courtyard, suddenly, a faint light came on.

A swaying figure was reflected on the window of the third uncle's room.

It turned out that when the third uncle got up to drink water at night, he accidentally saw two dark shadows moving in the yard. He was startled and quickly woke up the third aunt.

"Wake up, there seems to be someone here." The third uncle said in a low voice, his eyes wide open and his face full of alertness.

The third aunt sat up sleepily, looking confused. "What? Someone? Who would be in the yard in the middle of the night?"

The third uncle frowned, his eyes revealing a trace of uneasiness. He quickly put on his clothes, picked up the flashlight, and said, "I don't know, let's go out and take a look."

They put on their clothes, took flashlights, and gently opened the door.

The light of the flashlight flickered in the darkness, illuminating the path ahead of them.

Uncle Three walked in front, his steps were a little hurried, he held the flashlight tightly, as if it was his weapon. Aunt Three followed behind, her face was nervous, her hands tightly grasping the corners of her clothes.

When their flashlights shone on Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang, all four of them were stunned.

The third uncle opened his eyes wide, his face full of surprise, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

The flashlight in his hand trembled slightly, and the light flickered on the faces of Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang.

The three aunts also showed a look of astonishment on their faces. She looked at the packages they were carrying and seemed to understand something. Her eyes were full of disbelief, and her mouth moved, but no sound came out.

Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang stood there with panicked looks on their faces.

They didn't expect to be discovered at this time.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the yard became extremely tense, as if even the air had frozen.

The third uncle stared at the bundle in Yan Jiefang's hand, and his face gradually became gloomy.

He took a step forward, and the flashlight in his hand shone directly on Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang.

"Jiefang, what are you doing? You're carrying your bag in the middle of the night, do you want to leave home?"

The third uncle's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with shock and anger. His brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead appeared even deeper under the light of the flashlight.

The third aunt also looked at Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang with astonishment. She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

The third uncle raised his voice again and questioned: "Jiefang, why don't you say something? Why do you want to leave home? Why don't you just talk about it calmly? Why do you have to sneak away in the middle of the night?" His tone was full of anxiety and confusion, and it sounded particularly loud in the silence of the night.

Facing the questioning gaze of the Third Uncle, Yan Jiefang bit his lip and summoned up the courage to say, "Third Uncle, think about it yourself. You have always been bullying me. At home, I do the most work, but you always find fault with me. Now that Xiaodang is in trouble, you are unwilling to pay the fine and put all the responsibility on us. I really can't stand it, so I have to leave." The Third Uncle was so angry that he trembled all over. His face turned red and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. "Jiefang, what are you talking about? When did I bully you? I provide you with food and clothes, and now you say I bully you? Do you still have a conscience? You are going to piss me off to death! I worked so hard to raise you, and this is how you repay me? You are unfilial and treasonous!"

The third uncle's voice sounded particularly harsh in the silent night, and every word seemed to carry endless anger and disappointment.

The third aunt also chimed in, "Jiefang, you can't be so heartless.

Don't you know how much your uncle has sacrificed for this family? He gets up early and goes to bed late every day, and saves money, just to make this family live a better life. You leave now and say such hurtful words. If this is not being unfilial, what is it? You are trying to make your uncle feel disappointed!"

The third aunt's voice was sharp and angry, and her eyes were full of disappointment and blame.

The third uncle pointed at Yan Jiefang, his fingers trembling slightly. "I'm telling you, Jiefang, if you dare to leave today, don't come back. I'll treat you as an old son. If you leave, don't even think about stepping into this house again. I don't have a son as unfilial as you."

His tone was full of threats and anger, as if Yan Jiefang's behavior had touched his bottom line.

Yan Jiefang looked at the angry uncles and aunts, feeling a little sad and helpless.

But he knew that he couldn't go on like this.

He held the bundle tightly and said firmly: "No matter what you say, I have made up my mind. I can't be bullied in this family anymore." After that, he took Xiaodang and turned to leave.

The third uncle and the third aunt looked at their backs and stamped their feet and cursed angrily. The third uncle roared: "Yan Jiefang, you unfilial son, you will regret it!"

The third aunt also followed suit and cursed: "Don't expect to have a good life after you leave, you ungrateful thing."

When Xiaodang looked at the angry expressions of the third uncle and aunt, the grievance and anger in his heart suddenly surged up.

Her face flushed, she straightened her chest, and said to the third uncle and aunt fearlessly, "What qualifications do you have to scold Brother Jiefang for being unfilial? You only know how to suck your son's blood! At home, Brother Jiefang works hard without complaint, but what about you? You don't sympathize with him at all, and you always bully him.

Now that something has gone wrong, you refuse to take responsibility and just want to put the blame on us. You are the most selfish people!"

Xiao Dang's eyes were gleaming with anger, and she continued, "You have always only thought about yourselves. When have you ever thought about Jiefang? He works hard every day, but you only know how to find fault. He also has his own dreams and pursuits, but you treat him as a tool. Aren't you afraid of retribution for treating him like this?"

Xiaodang became more and more excited as she spoke; her hands were clenched into fists and her body was shaking slightly.

The uncle and aunt were so angry at Xiaodang's words that their faces turned blue. The uncle widened his eyes and glared at Xiaodang, "You little girl, what do you know? We raised him to this age, he should be filial to us. Now he wants to leave, he is not filial."

The third aunt also said, "That's right, don't talk nonsense here. How did we suck his blood? We are all doing this for this family."

Xiao Dang sneered, "For this family? You are only doing it for yourselves. You have never really cared about Brother Jiefang, you only know how to take. People like you are not worthy of being parents."

Xiaodang's words were like sharp arrows, shooting at the three uncles and aunts, leaving them speechless for a moment.

The third uncle knew that Yan Jiecheng was no longer hiding somewhere, and Yan Jiefang was the heir of their family. If Yan Jiefang left, their family might be extinct, so the third uncle could not let Yan Jiefang leave. He told Yan Jiefang that if Yan Jiefang left, it would be unfilial.

The third uncle was extremely anxious. He walked quickly and muttered, "This won't do. Jiefang can't leave like this." He hurried to the door of Xu Damao's house and raised his hand to knock on the door hard.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The knocks on the door sounded particularly loud in the silent night. After a while, Xu Damao opened the door sleepily and said impatiently, "Who is it? Why are you knocking in the middle of the night?"

The Third Uncle came forward quickly and said anxiously, "Da Mao, it's me, Third Uncle. You have to help me." Xu Damao frowned and looked at the Third Uncle in confusion, "Third Uncle, what's going on in the middle of the night?"

The third uncle took Xu Damao's arm and quickly recounted what had happened.

"Da Mao, Jiefang wants to leave home and accuses me of bullying him. How is that possible? I am his father. He wants to leave now, and I, as a father, feel bad. You are the one in charge, you have to stop him and not let him go."

There was a hint of pleading in the third uncle's voice and his eyes were full of expectation.

Xu Damao looked embarrassed when he heard this. "Uncle, this is not easy to handle. Jiefang must have his reasons for wanting to leave. As the boss, I can't stop him by force."

When the third uncle heard this, he became even more anxious. "Da Mao, you can't just ignore it. If Jiefang leaves, where will I put my face? If he leaves, people will say he is unfilial. Please help me persuade him not to leave."

The third uncle held Xu Damao's arm tightly, as if he had grabbed the last straw.

Xu Damao was hesitating whether to help the third uncle, and was still thinking about the pros and cons of this matter. At this moment, Qin Jingru came out of the house and called softly: "Da Mao, what are you doing? Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Xu Damao looked back at Qin Jingru and was about to explain when Qin Jingru came up to him, grabbed his arm and dragged him into the house. "Go, go back to the house. Don't meddle in other people's business here." Qin Jingru had a hint of displeasure on her face. She didn't want Xu Damao to meddle in this business.

Xu Damao was pulled by Qin Jingru. He looked at the third uncle helplessly and said, "Third uncle, look at this... I have no choice. Jingru doesn't let me go." The third uncle's face was full of disappointment and he wanted to persuade her a few more words, but Qin Jingru didn't give him a chance and forcibly pulled Xu Damao into the house.

In the room, Qin Jingru frowned and said to Xu Damao, "Why do you care about their family's affairs? If Yan Jiefang wants to leave, then let him leave. What does it have to do with us? Don't make trouble for yourself." Xu Damao sighed and said, "That's what you said, but I am the manager after all. The third uncle has come to me for help."

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes at him, "Are you stupid? If the Third Uncle's family wants to have a good relationship with Qin Huairu's family, will you still have a position as the manager in the compound in the future?"

After hearing this, Xu Damao thought it made sense and stopped insisting on helping the third uncle.

The third uncle was full of helplessness and anxiety. He stood in front of Xu Damao's house, looked at the closed door, and sighed deeply. There was no other way. In order to stop Yan Jiefang, he could only ask Yi Zhonghai for help again.

The third uncle walked towards Yi Zhonghai's house with heavy steps.

The courtyard was exceptionally quiet at night, with only the sound of his footsteps echoing on the stone road, as if telling of his inner uneasiness.

Along the way, various possible situations kept emerging in the third uncle's mind. He didn't know whether Yi Zhonghai would agree to help, nor did he know what he should do if Yi Zhonghai also refused him.

Finally arriving at Yi Zhonghai's door, the third uncle hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.