Siheyuan: Start with a big car

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he was immediately furious. He jumped up and said, "Dad, why don't you believe me? Zhang Li really likes me. She is different from those girls. I tell you, it won't be long before I bring her home for you to see. Then you will know that I am not lying."

The third uncle snorted coldly: "Humph, I hope so. Let me be frank with you. If you are cheated, don't come back crying. The society is complicated now. Don't just look at the girl's beauty. You have to see what she wants from you."

Yan Jiecheng stiffened his neck, looking unconvinced: "I know, you don't have to worry about it. Zhang Li and I are truly in love, and she is after me as a person." After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room angrily, closing the door with a "bang", leaving the third uncle and the third aunt looking at each other, and the third uncle shook his head helplessly.

The third aunt gently patted the third uncle's arm and said softly, "Old man, don't be so stubborn. Maybe our Jie Cheng is really lucky and meets a good girl. Look at his serious look, maybe he is really in love this time. As parents, we should encourage him more at this time. If we always discourage him, the child will feel so uncomfortable."

The third uncle frowned and said hesitantly, "I don't want to discourage him, I'm just afraid that he will be deceived. He is old and has dated so many girlfriends but none of them worked out. If he causes any more trouble, it will be troublesome."

The third aunt smiled and said, "I know you are doing this for his own good, but the child is grown up and has his own ideas. Stop pouring cold water on him and say something nice to him."

The third uncle sighed, "Well, I hope so. If this is true, it would be a blessing. I'm just afraid that he is just wishful thinking and will end up with nothing."

The third aunt nodded and said, "Let's take a look first. If there is a chance, we can also ask Jie Cheng to bring the girl home and we can help him check it out." The third uncle listened to the third aunt and nodded slightly.
...

The next day, at dawn, the sun shone through the thin clouds into the courtyard of the quadrangle. Yan Jiecheng got up sleepily, yawned, and opened the door to see the third uncle sorting a pile of waste at the door. The waste was varied, including old newspapers, glass bottles, broken copper and iron, etc.

Yan Jiecheng scratched his head, walked over and asked, "Dad, why are you picking up these wastes so early in the morning?"

The third uncle didn't even raise his head. He continued to sort and answered, "I'm selling these waste materials to pay back the money I borrowed from Li Weidong yesterday. We can't owe others money. We must be trustworthy."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng curled his lips in disapproval: "Dad, I told you not to pay it back. Li Weidong is so rich, he doesn't care about the fifteen dollars at all. Do you know what his current status is? He is the director of the laboratory and the director of the motorcycle workshop. That money is like drizzle to him."

The third uncle stopped what he was doing, raised his head suddenly, stared at Yan Jiecheng with wide eyes, and scolded: "What are you talking about? What's wrong with being rich? Just because you have money, you don't have to pay it back? Other people's money is not blown by the wind. Although we are poor, we can't lose our backbone and take advantage of this. You kid, how come you don't understand anything? If everyone is like you, who will be willing to help us in the future?"

Just kidding, the person that Third Uncle looks down upon the most in the compound is Jia Zhang, and the main reason is that Jia Zhang likes to take advantage of others.

Yan Jiecheng shrank his neck in fear at the Third Uncle's scolding, but he was still a little unconvinced in his heart: "Dad, I'm just saying, don't be so angry. I just thought he was so rich that he wouldn't care about such a small amount of money."

The third uncle came over angrily and poked Yan Jiecheng's shoulder with his finger: "Listen to me, no matter whether others have money or not, we can't have such thoughts. This is the foundation of being a human being. If you don't even understand this, don't even think about being a decent person in this world in the future."

Yan Jiecheng was thinking about Zhang Li, so he stopped arguing with the uncle, responded perfunctorily, and hurried out. He was eager to see Zhang Li as soon as possible, as if he could forget all the bad things that happened yesterday as long as he was with her.

The third uncle looked at Yan Jiecheng's back as he left, shook his head helplessly, and continued to collect the waste. He carefully bundled the waste, pushed it in a shabby cart, and walked to the waste collection station.

Arriving at the scrap collection station, the uncle finally sold all the scraps after some bargaining with the people at the collection station. He tightly grasped the money from selling the scraps, went home and searched through the boxes and cabinets to find some of the remaining savings at home, and collected 15 yuan.

The third uncle took the fifteen yuan and came to Li Weidong's house. He knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened. It was Li Weidong's wife, Yu Li. Yu Li was a little surprised to see the third uncle, and asked with a smile: "Third uncle, why are you here? Come in and sit down."

The third uncle stood at the door awkwardly and waved his hands: "No, no, Yu Li, Weidong is not at home, right? I just come to return the money I borrowed yesterday. This money must be paid back, we can't owe it." As he said, he handed the fifteen yuan tightly clenched in his hand to Yu Li.

Yu Li looked at the money handed over by the Third Uncle with a puzzled look in her eyes: "Third Uncle, what's going on? I didn't even know Weidong lent you money."

The third uncle quickly explained, "Yesterday, Jie Cheng got into some trouble outside and was brought back by the hotel security officer. He had to pay 15 yuan. I didn't have that much money at the time, so Weidong kindly lent it to me, which solved my urgent problem."

After hearing this, Yu Li smiled and said, "So that's how it is, Third Uncle, don't be too anxious to pay me back. We are all neighbors, and we should help each other. Besides, we are not short of this little money right now. If you have any difficulties, you can wait for a while."

The third uncle shook his head firmly: "That won't do, Yu Li. We have to be trustworthy. One thing is one thing, I have to pay this money back. Weidong has helped us so much, I can't delay paying him back and make things difficult for him."

Seeing that the Third Uncle was so determined, Yu Li felt more respect for the old man: "Third Uncle, you are such a down-to-earth person. Well, since you insist, I'll accept it. Don't work too hard on yourself. If you have any difficulties, just tell us." As she spoke, Yu Li took the money handed over by the Third Uncle.

...

Just when the third uncle returned the money to Yu Li, on the other side, Yan Jiecheng rushed to Chaoyang Park in a hurry.

Chaoyang Park was bustling with people, and the street hooligans gathered in groups of three or five, some playing cards, some smoking and chatting, and some competing in some tricks. Yan Jiecheng was eagerly looking for Zhang Li in the bustling crowd, his eyes showing anxiety and expectation.

Finally, he saw Zhang Li in a corner of the park. But what made him furious was that Zhang Li was chatting with a gangster, the two were talking and laughing, and they seemed to be very close. Yan Jiecheng felt a surge of blood in his heart, and jealousy and anger instantly occupied his entire brain.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jiecheng roared, and rushed over like a mad bull. He pushed the gangster away, and the gangster didn't expect someone to suddenly rush over, and he stumbled and almost fell. The people around were shocked by this sudden scene, and they gathered around, and the originally noisy atmosphere suddenly became tense. Zhang Li was also startled, and when she saw that it was Yan Jiecheng, she frowned: "Yan Jiecheng, what are you doing? Are you crazy!"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes were red, and he stared at Zhang Li like an angry lion, and shouted: "Zhang Li, you are my girlfriend, how can you be here talking and laughing with him, and flirting with him? How can I put my face down if you do this?"

Zhang Li smiled contemptuously, her smile full of disdain. She shook her hair and said slowly: "Yan Jiecheng, are you confused? When did I become your partner? Don't be so self-indulgent. I just had a meal with you, and you think I am yours? You are too naive."

The hooligans around started to make a noise, some whistled, and some laughed at Yan Jiecheng. Yan Jiecheng's face turned red, he couldn't believe Zhang Li would say such a thing: "Zhang Li, what did you say? We clearly agreed on this before, how could you turn your face against me?"

After Zhang Li rolled her eyes at Yan Jiecheng, she walked to the side, twisting her slender waist, humming an unknown tune, as if all this had nothing to do with her and was just an amusing farce.

The little rascal saw that he had lost face in front of everyone, his face turned red, his eyes were as big as copper bells. He rushed towards Yan Jiecheng and pushed him hard, pushing the defenseless Yan Jiecheng back a few steps.

"Are you tired of living? How dare you push me!" the little rascal said viciously, "I'm telling you, I'm following Master Ma. If you dare to touch me, you're making things difficult for Master Ma!"

Yan Jiecheng steadied himself, looking confused and angry: "Master Ma? What Master Ma? I don't care who you're hanging out with, just stay away from Zhang Li!"

The little rascal laughed wildly as if he had heard a huge joke: "Haha, you country bumpkin, you don't even know Master Ma, and you still dare to act wild here. Today I will let you know the consequences of offending me."

Yan Jiecheng was also enraged. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care if you are Ma Ye or not. Zhang Li is mine, and no one can take her away from me!"

The two men had a disagreement and immediately started fighting. The young thug threw a punch first, hitting Yan Jiecheng in the face. Yan Jiecheng reacted quickly, dodged the punch by tilting his head, and kicked the young thug in the abdomen. The young thug cried out in pain, but he was not to be outdone, so he grabbed Yan Jiecheng's foot and twisted it hard. Yan Jiecheng lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The young rascal took advantage of the situation and pounced on him, riding on Yan Jiecheng, and raining fists at Yan Jiecheng's face and upper body. Yan Jiecheng protected his head with both hands, found the right opportunity, exerted force suddenly, turned over and pressed the young rascal under him, and then used his knee to hit the young rascal's chest hard. The young rascal had difficulty breathing, and grabbed with both hands, trying to get rid of Yan Jiecheng's suppression.

The people around were cheering, some were shouting "Come on!", some were laughing at the two's embarrassment. Zhang Li was watching with interest, with a playful smile on her face, as if this was a performance specially prepared for her.

More and more people gathered around them, like sharks attracted by the smell of blood, surrounding the two of them. Their shouts and laughter intertwined and echoed in the sky above Chaoyang Park.

"Come on! Hit me hard!"

Look at those two guys, they are like mad dogs, haha!"

Finally, Yan Jiecheng found the right opportunity, and he punched the gangster on the chin with all his strength. The punch was so powerful that the gangster saw stars and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground. He struggled a few times and tried to stand up, but his body was no longer under his control.

Yan Jiecheng panted and stood up shakily, his face was covered with sweat and blood, but his eyes were full of victory. Seeing this, the gangster knew that he would not get any advantage today, so he glared at Yan Jiecheng fiercely, turned around and staggered away.

"Just wait for me, kid! If you mess with Master Ma, you'll be in trouble!" the gangster shouted as he ran, his voice filled with reluctance and threat.

Zhang Li clapped her hands gently, and the applause sounded particularly crisp in this noisy environment. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a hint of praise in her eyes: "Yan Jiecheng, I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting. You won, not bad. It seems that I have to re-evaluate you. I am willing to give you a chance."

Yan Jiecheng was originally frowning because of fatigue and pain after the battle, but when he heard Zhang Li's words, his eyes suddenly lit up and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Really? What opportunity?" he asked impatiently, completely ignoring the pain in his body.

Zhang Li wrinkled her nose, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. She looked at Yan Jiecheng with disdain, who was covered in dust and scars. "Look at you, you are in such a mess now, dirty and smelly. Go home and change your clothes and clean yourself up. There is a party tonight at the pub we often go to. If you want to come, dress decently."

Yan Jiecheng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I will definitely go! Don't worry, I will dress up handsomely tonight."

Yan Jiecheng ran all the way, full of excitement

When he rushed into the yard, the third uncle was just coming back from Li Weidong's house. When the third uncle looked up, he saw Yan Jiecheng in tattered clothes and covered with scars. His eyes widened immediately, his face full of worry: "Jiecheng, what happened to you? How did you become like this?"

Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled a little reluctantly, and said with an evasive look: "Dad, it's okay, I was just joking with my friends, and I accidentally got hurt, it's no big deal."

The third uncle frowned, with a look of suspicion on his face: "Nonsense? Do you think I'm a fool? Look at all the injuries on your body, do you think they can be caused by joking? Did you fight with someone outside again?"

Yan Jiecheng scratched his head with a guilty conscience: "Dad, we were just joking. We didn't fight. We just played a little too hard. Don't worry." (End of this chapter)