Siheyuan: Start with a big car

"Yan Jiecheng, how about this, if you pay me back, I'll let you go?"

Manager Chen made a concession, and Yan Jiecheng looked embarrassed. He didn't have that much money. But in this situation, he didn't dare to refute. Suddenly, he remembered that his family lived in a courtyard house, which was not far from here.

Manager Chen saw Yan Jiecheng was silent and thought he was hesitating, so he winked at the security officer next to him. The security officer understood and escorted Yan Jiecheng to the courtyard to get the money from the third uncle's house. Yan Jiecheng sighed helplessly and could only go home under the escort of the security officer.
At this time, Liu Haizhong hummed a little tune and staggered towards the tavern. His face was red and he smelled of alcohol, obviously he had drunk a lot. When he saw Yan Jiecheng being escorted by the security officer, a trace of gloating flashed in his eyes. There was always a grudge between him and Yan Jiecheng, and seeing Yan Jiecheng in such a mess, he felt very happy.

"Hey!" Liu Haizhong shouted at the top of his voice, "Isn't this Yan Jiecheng? What's wrong? Are you being held captive? Haha, now you have come to this day!" He staggered closer as he spoke, his drunken eyes full of mockery.

Yan Jiecheng glared at him fiercely and said unhappily, "Liu Haizhong, stop making sarcastic remarks here. I didn't do anything bad!"

Liu Haizhong ignored his rebuttal and continued to mock him, "You didn't do anything bad? How could you not do anything bad? Don't lie. You, Yan Jiecheng, have been around for so long. Who can you hide the good things you have done from? I think you have been caught in the act. This is called evil will be punished!"

Yan Jiecheng gnashed his teeth in anger. He wanted to rush up to argue with Liu Haizhong, but was held back by the security officer. "Liu Haizhong, stop talking nonsense. Wait until I figure this out. You'll be in trouble!"

When Liu Haizhong saw Yan Jiecheng dared to talk back, he suddenly became furious. His alcohol-numbed mind was only thinking about making Yan Jiecheng look bad. So, he left Yan Jiecheng, who was still being escorted by the security officer, and ran towards the compound.

As soon as he entered the compound, he started shouting like a loud speaker: "Oh no! Everyone, come and see, Yan Jiecheng is in trouble! He is being escorted here by the security officer." His voice echoed in the yard, breaking the original tranquility of the compound.

The third uncle was eating leisurely in the house. When he heard the shout, the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground with a "click". His face turned pale instantly, and it took him a long time to recover. He stood up tremblingly, holding on to the table with his hands, feeling dizzy and almost fainted from anger.

"This... this little bastard, what trouble has he caused me again?" The third uncle muttered as he walked out of the house, his heart full of worry and anger. The neighbors in the yard heard Liu Haizhong's shouting and also poked their heads out of the house.

The third uncle staggered into the yard, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of anxiety and worry. Seeing Liu Haizhong yelling, he hurried forward and grabbed Liu Haizhong's arm, asking anxiously: "Liu Haizhong, tell me quickly, what did Jie Cheng do wrong? Don't talk nonsense."

Liu Haizhong had a smug smile on his face, and a hint of malice flashed in his eyes. He deliberately raised his voice and said loudly: "Uncle, I'm not talking nonsense. Yan Jiecheng, that kid, killed people and set fires! Look, you always say that you are good at educating children, but now you have raised such a jerk. This is really embarrassing for our compound!"

When the other neighbors in the yard heard this, they were suddenly in an uproar. Everyone showed expressions of horror and started whispering to each other.

When the third uncle heard the words "murder and arson", he felt like the sky was falling. He was so angry that he was shaking all over, pointing his finger at Liu Haizhong, his lips trembling, "You... don't spit blood on me, how could my Jie Cheng do such a thing!"

Liu Haizhong shrugged his shoulders with a look of disdain: "Uncle, I'm not talking nonsense. I saw it with my own eyes. The security officer is escorting him. He will be here soon. Just wait and see!"

Soon, Yan Jiecheng entered the yard under the escort of the security officer. When the third uncle saw his son's appearance, he was immediately furious.

"You little bastard, what on earth have you done?" The third uncle was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Yan Jiecheng with a trembling finger and cursed, "You have brought shame to our Yan family!"

Yan Jiecheng hurriedly struggled to explain: "Dad, please don't scold me first. It's not what you think. I was just having a meal with my boyfriend at Donglaishun today, but the waiter at the restaurant insisted that my boyfriend broke their chair and asked me to pay for it. I argued with them for a few words, and they took me back. It's really not a big deal."

The third uncle frowned, his face full of suspicion: "Is it that simple? Then why did they leave you like this? Did you fight with someone again?"

Yan Jiecheng said anxiously, "Dad, I really didn't fight. It was the waiter who was unreasonable and stopped me from leaving. I wanted to go after my girlfriend. Later, their security officer came and made me like this. You have to believe me!"

The security officer stepped forward and said to the uncle in a serious tone, "Comrade, what your son said is basically true. We received a report from the hotel waiter saying that he did not compensate for the damage to the chair and even resorted to violence, so we brought him here. However, after understanding the situation, we found that there is still some controversy, and the main issue at the moment is the amount of compensation."

After hearing what the security officer said, the uncle's face turned from red to blue. He turned his head sharply, looked at Liu Haizhong with his eyes wide open, and walked up to Liu Haizhong in two steps. He pointed at his nose and cursed: "Liu Haizhong, you bastard! How dare you spread rumors and cause trouble here, saying that my son committed murder and arson? What are you thinking? If anything happens to my son, I will never forgive you!"

The third uncle was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the veins on his forehead were bulging: "You usually don't like me, but you can't frame my son like this! You are going to ruin his reputation and ruin our family!"

Liu Haizhong saw that the third uncle was very angry, his face was terribly gloomy, and the condemning eyes of the neighbors were shot at him like sharp arrows. He was suddenly a little panicked. He scratched his head, his eyes flickered, trying to find an excuse for his evil deeds.

"Uncle, don't be angry. I... I was just joking." Liu Haizhong said with a smile, but the smile seemed particularly awkward and hypocritical at this moment. "I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but I didn't expect you to take it so seriously. Don't you know me? I just like to make jokes."

The third uncle didn't buy it. He glared at Liu Haizhong and took a step forward, almost getting close to his face. "Are you kidding? How can you joke like that? Can you joke about something like this? You are trying to kill our family! If anything happens to my son because of your joke, I will never let you go!"

Seeing that the Third Uncle was still angry, Liu Haizhong was a little scared, but he couldn't help but said in a rude tone: "Third Uncle, even if Yan Jiecheng didn't kill anyone or set fire to anything, he is not a good guy. If he didn't commit any crime, could the security officer escort him back? Humph, you'd better stop protecting him here." After saying that, he saw that the Third Uncle's face became even uglier, and the anger in his eyes seemed to devour him. He was shocked and knew that he was in trouble again.

So, before the third uncle could react, Liu Haizhong ran away. His body, which was still a little shaky from drinking, ran very fast, like a frightened rabbit, and disappeared in a flash. The third uncle looked at the direction where Liu Haizhong ran away, stamping his feet in anger, his lips trembling: "This bastard is too outrageous! How can he bully people like this?" He cursed and panted
The security officer frowned, tapped his baton impatiently, and raised his voice, saying, "Uncle, let's not waste time here. Hurry up and give me fifteen dollars so I can finish this and go home. This matter has lasted long enough today."

The third uncle looked embarrassed. He spread his hands and said to the security officer with a bitter face: "Comrade, I really don't have that much money. Can you give me less? Fifteen yuan is not a small amount for our family."

The security officer had a serious look on his face, leaving no room for negotiation: "Uncle, this is not like buying vegetables at the market where you can bargain. This is the compensation amount set by the restaurant, and we are just following the rules. If you don't take it, we will have to take Yan Jiecheng back to the police station, and then things will be even more troublesome."

When the third uncle heard that his son was going to be taken to the police station, he immediately panicked.

At this stalemate, Li Weidong appeared at the gate of the compound. He had just come back from outside, with a tired look on his face, but his eyes were still bright. He saw a lot of people gathered in the yard, the third uncle looked anxious, and Yan Jiecheng was being escorted by the security officer, frowning slightly, with doubts in his heart.

He walked up quickly and asked, "Uncle, what's going on? Why are there so many people here?" As if he had seen a savior, the uncle quickly pulled Li Weidong over and quickly explained the whole story.

After listening to what the Third Uncle said, Li Weidong pondered in his heart. He and the Third Uncle had always gotten along well, and the Third Uncle was usually quite reasonable. Although he did look down on Yan Jiecheng's style of doing things, he felt a little sorry for the Third Uncle's anxious and helpless look at the moment.

"Weidong, look at this...can you lend me fifteen dollars first? I really have no other choice now." The third uncle looked at Li Weidong eagerly, his eyes full of expectation.

Li Weidong was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Uncle, I have some here. We have been neighbors for so many years, I can't just ignore you when you are in trouble." As he said that, he took out fifteen yuan from his pocket and handed it to the uncle.

The third uncle took the money, tears in his eyes, and said excitedly: "Weidong, thank you so much! You really helped our family a lot."

Li Weidong waved his hand: "Uncle, please don't say that. Let's solve this matter first."

The third uncle quickly turned around and handed the money to the security officer: "Comrade, here's the money. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble this time." The security officer took the money, looked at Li Weidong and the third uncle, then looked at Yan Jiecheng, and said, "Forget it this time. Let's make this kid more careful next time."

Li Weidong was anxious to go home, so he stood by and left.

The third uncle had a gloomy face and pulled Yan Jiecheng towards his home. As soon as he entered the house, he slammed the door shut, pointed at Yan Jiecheng and began to scold him: "You little bastard, you are really something! Do you know how much fifteen yuan is? I saved up for that much money, and you just lost it. You are usually so stingy that you don't even want to spend a dime, and today, fifteen yuan is gone in an instant."

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and muttered, "Dad, there's nothing we can do. The waiter and the hotel manager are deliberately blackmailing me."

"You dare to talk back?" The third uncle paced back and forth in the room angrily. "Even if they blackmailed you, if you didn't go out and cause trouble, would this happen? Can't you let me be more careful?"

Yan Jiecheng said nonchalantly, "Dad, don't worry about the fifteen dollars. This money is a loan from Li Weidong, and we don't have to pay it back."

When the third uncle heard this, his eyes widened: "No need to pay it back? What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you have to pay it back?"

Yan Jiecheng said confidently: "Li Weidong is rich now, he won't care about the fifteen yuan. Besides, if it weren't for him today, I don't know what would happen if I was taken to the police station. Just think of it as him helping me once."

The third uncle was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "What kind of perverted logic is this? The money belongs to others, and we have to pay it back if we borrow it. We should have backbone and not take advantage of others just because they are rich. How come you are getting worse and worse as you learn?"

Although the third uncle is stingy, his values ​​are still very positive, otherwise he would not pick up waste in the original book.

The third aunt watched the father and son arguing with each other, and hurried over to pull the third uncle, persuading him: "Okay, old man, the money has been compensated, what if you get sick from anger? The child didn't mean it." After hearing what the third aunt said, the third uncle sighed heavily, sat down on the chair, his chest still heaving violently, obviously very angry.

The third aunt turned to look at Yan Jiecheng with a bit of curiosity in her eyes and asked, "Jiecheng, you just said that you went out to eat with your partner and that's why this happened. Who is your partner?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he immediately perked up, with a proud smile on his face. He straightened his back and said boastfully, "Mom, my girlfriend is Zhang Li, and she's such a beauty. She's extremely beautiful, like a movie star, and everyone turns their heads when she walks down the street. What's more, her parents are leaders!"

When the third aunt heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Oh, really? That's really great! If you two can succeed, you might even have a good future in the future."

After hearing what Yan Jiecheng said, the third uncle frowned. The reason was very simple. He knew Yan Jiecheng too well. No decent girl would like a man like Yan Jiecheng.

"Jie Cheng, is the Zhang Li you mentioned reliable?" (End of this chapter)