Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Inside the house, Zhang Xiuhua took a cotton swab dipped in red medicine and carefully applied it to Liu Guangtian's wound.

Every time he touched a wound, Liu Guangtian couldn't help but gasp, "Hiss... It hurts, be gentler." He said with a frown.

Zhang Xiuhua glared at him unhappily, but her movements were a little lighter. "You know it hurts, so why did you lose? Why don't you just beat up Yan Jiecheng?"

As she spoke, she treated a scratch on Liu Guangtian's face.

Liu Guangtian sighed helplessly, "It's easy for you to say that. Yan Jiecheng is very strong. I'm not as strong as him. Today he was like crazy. How could I beat him?"

Zhang Xiuhua frowned and raised her voice: "Then you don't want the ninety yuan?
This won't do. That's what we deserve. If you let him bully you like this, how can you raise your head in the compound in the future? You have to go and settle the score with him and get the money back."

Liu Guangtian had a bitter look on his face and waved his hands repeatedly: "I won't go. If I go to see him again, I will definitely be beaten again. I don't want to be beaten by him again. Didn't you see how he beat me today?"

Zhang Xiuhua was so angry that she threw the cotton swab away and pointed at Liu Guangtian's nose and cursed: "You are such a useless thing, you only know how to be afraid. The 90 yuan is just going to go down the drain? We worked so hard to get this opportunity, and you are going to give it up so easily?"

Liu Guangtian lowered his head after being scolded, muttering softly: "Then what do you say we should do? You can't just go and die knowing you can't win, right?" He felt very aggrieved. He was beaten so badly, and now he was scolded by Zhang Xiuhua.
Zhang Xiuhua's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had thought of a brilliant idea, and she said excitedly: "Guangtian, have you forgotten your father Liu Haizhong? He is an eighth-level blacksmith, so he must be very strong, definitely much stronger than Yan Jiecheng. We can ask him to go to Yan Jiecheng to ask for money!"

When Liu Guangtian heard this, he immediately frowned and showed a reluctant expression on his face, "Looking for him? I won't look for him. He beat me up a lot when I was a child. I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore. I cut off all ties with him a long time ago."

Zhang Xiuhua paced anxiously in the room, "It's already this late, why are you still fussing over trivial matters? Ninety yuan is not a small sum, we have to find a way to get it back. Your father is your biological father after all, he can't just watch you get bullied, right?"

Liu Guangtian still shook his head firmly. "You don't understand. I still can't forget the scenes of him beating me. Every time I made a mistake, he hit me hard. I was just afraid of him. Besides, I'm already this old. I don't want to ask him for help anymore. It's so embarrassing."

Zhang Xiuhua came over, sat next to Liu Guangtian, and advised earnestly: "Guangtian, I know you have resentment in your heart, but now this is for our money. If we let it go this time, Yan Jiecheng might bully us again in the future. Just think of it as for our family, and give it a try."

Liu Guangtian frowned, his eyes showing a stubborn look, and he refused again resolutely: "I said, I won't go to him. Even if I don't want the 90 yuan, I won't beg that old guy."

Zhang Xiuhua was furious when she heard this. She stood up suddenly, pointed at Liu Guangtian's nose and shouted angrily: "Liu Guangtian, you coward! Just for your pitiful self-esteem, you don't even want money? How can we live like this? If you don't go find your father, I will divorce you! I don't want to live my whole life with a useless person like you."

Liu Guangtian was shocked by Zhang Xiuhua's words. He widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief: "Xiuhua, you...what did you say? Just for this matter, you want to divorce me?"

Zhang Xiuhua crossed her arms and said with a determined look: "Yes, it's just for this matter. You don't even have the courage to fight for the interests of our family, what else can I expect from you? I don't want to live in such poverty for the rest of my life, worrying about a little money every day."

Liu Guangtian was silent. He knew that Zhang Xiuhua was a man of her word, and that this time it was his stubbornness that led to the deadlock.

After a long time, Liu Guangtian sighed helplessly like a deflated ball: "Okay, Xiuhua, I...I'll try."

Today is the weekend, Liu Haizhong must be at home.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle." Zhang Xiuhua urged Liu Guangtian and pulled him towards the courtyard. Liu Guangtian looked reluctant, and every step he took felt like he was approaching a nightmare, and his steps were unusually heavy.

When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, a familiar yet strange feeling came over them.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiuhua pulled him hard and said, "Now that we are here, why are you still hesitating? For our money and our home, you must go in." Liu Guangtian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and followed Zhang Xiuhua into the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai came back from a leisurely stroll outside, humming a little tune, holding his precious radio in his hand. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua walking in with serious faces. He couldn't help but be stunned, and he started to wonder: Liu Guangtian and his wife usually don't come back to the courtyard unless there is something important, what happened today? Look at their expressions, it seems like something big has happened.

Yi Zhonghai stopped and looked at them carefully with squinted eyes.

He walked up to them and asked, "Guangtian, Xiuhua, what's wrong with you two? Why did you come back suddenly?" His eyes swept back and forth between their faces, trying to find the answer from their expressions.

Liu Guangtian opened his mouth awkwardly when he saw Yi Zhonghai, but he didn't know how to answer. He didn't want to spread the news that he was beaten by Yan Jiecheng and came to ask his father for money.

Zhang Xiuhua forced a smile and said, "Uncle Yi, we have something to do. Are you back from your walk?" She tried to change the subject and didn't want Yi Zhonghai to ask too many questions.

Yi Zhonghai was not so easy to fool. He frowned, thinking that there must be something fishy going on. However, he did not ask any more questions and just nodded: "Well, you guys go about your business."

But his eyes were always fixed on Liu Guangtian and his wife. Until they walked towards the house in Liu Hai's room, he turned back to his own room thoughtfully, thinking that this courtyard might be in trouble again.

Zhang Xiuhua took Liu Guangtian to Liu Haizhong's house and knocked on the door. Inside the house, Liu Haizhong was sitting on the worn-out stool, drinking wine with a plate of peanuts. He had secretly obtained this wine with great difficulty. After a week of hard work, he relied on this little wine to relax.

Hearing the knock on the door, Liu Haizhong was so frightened that he almost dropped the wine glass in his hand. His first thought was: Oh no, could it be that Li Weidong, the great master, found out that he was drinking and came to teach him a lesson? Yi Zhonghai was very strict with the rules of the courtyard. Residents were strictly prohibited from drinking. If they were caught by him, they would be in trouble. He stood up in a panic and looked around, trying to find a place to hide the wine. His eyes fell on a pile of debris in the corner, and he hurried over, stuffed the wine bottles and glasses in, and covered them with some rags to try to cover up the smell of alcohol. After doing all this, he nervously tidied his clothes and cleared his throat, then walked towards the door, thinking about how to deal with Li Weidong's questioning as he walked.

Liu Haizhong opened the door tremblingly. When he saw that it was Zhang Xiuhua and Liu Guangtian standing outside the door, he was stunned at first, then his face instantly turned gloomy, and a nameless anger suddenly rose up.

"Hmph, who did I think it was? Turns out it's you two." Liu Haizhong said with disdain on his face, with a hint of sarcastic smile on his lips, "How dare you come back? This is no longer your home, why are you back?" As he spoke, he leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes full of contempt.

When Liu Guangtian saw his father's appearance, the anger in his heart was ignited, but he didn't want to conflict with his father at this time, so he could only endure it and grit his teeth and remain silent.

Zhang Xiuhua saw this and quickly said with a smile: "Dad, what are you talking about? We missed you so much that we came back to see you."

Liu Haizhong sneered: "Miss me? Do you have such a kind heart? Stop being hypocritical here. Just say what you want to say. Don't waste my time." His eyes became sharper and sharper, as if he wanted to see through Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua. He thought that these two people must have bad intentions and would not come to him for no reason.

When Liu Guangtian heard his father's mocking words, his face flushed red, and a fire seemed to burn in his heart. He felt that his dignity was severely trampled on, and without saying a word, he pulled Zhang Xiuhua and turned to leave.

"Let's go, Xiuhua, let's not stay here and suffer this humiliation!" Liu Guangtian said angrily.

At this moment, the second aunt hurried out of the house. When she saw this scene, she hurried forward to stop Liu Guangtian, her face full of anxiety and distress.

"Guangtian, why are you leaving right after you got here?" The second aunt grabbed Liu Guangtian's arm and turned to look at Liu Haizhong in reproach. "You old man, your son finally came back, what are you doing? You want to chase him away? Do you want to be like Yi Zhonghai and become a family without a family?"

When Liu Haizhong heard this, his face turned a little awkward, but he still said stubbornly: "Humph, what good can come of them coming back? They definitely don't come here for no reason."

The second aunt glared at him and said, "No matter if he is fine or not, he is still our son. We haven't seen each other for so long, can't you just talk to him properly?" Then she turned around and looked at Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua tenderly, "Child, don't listen to your father, come in and sit down."

Liu Guangtian hesitated for a moment, but still walked into the house with Zhang Xiuhua. The furnishings in the house were still the same, and the familiar environment made Liu Guangtian feel an inexplicable emotion. The second aunt was busy with enthusiasm, and soon brought tea, and the steaming tea fragrance filled the house.

"Come, children, have some tea. You must be thirsty after walking such a long way." The second aunt handed the teacups to Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua with a loving look in her eyes.

Then, the second aunt walked up to Liu Haizhong, patted him gently, and whispered, "Old man, the child is back, so don't be so arrogant. No matter what, he is our son."

Liu Haizhong snorted, but his expression was obviously relieved. He looked at Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua and asked in a muffled voice: "Why did you two come back today? Don't tell me you came to see me, I don't believe it."

Liu Guangtian pursed his lips and glanced at Zhang Xiuhua, who nodded slightly, motioning him to speak out. Liu Guangtian took a deep breath and said slowly, "Dad, this is what happened. Yan Jiecheng and I had a cooperation before. He originally promised to give us 90 yuan, but he cheated and refused to give it to us, and even beat me up. We really had no choice, so we wanted to come..."

Before Liu Guangtian could finish, Liu Haizhong's eyes widened and he slammed the table: "What? Yan Jiecheng dared to hit you? And he's cheating and not paying? This is too much!"

When Liu Haizhong heard Yan Jiecheng's name, his brows knitted tightly together, and the anger in his heart rose up. The grudge between him and Yan Jiecheng was not just one or two days.
As the second uncle, he always felt inferior to his primary school education level, and the third uncle relied on the fact that he had studied for a few more years and often used this to bully him in front of everyone, which made him very angry.

Yan Jiecheng, as the son of the third uncle, is not only disrespectful, but also often imitates his father's behavior and acts sarcastic in front of Liu Haizhong. This has made Liu Haizhong want to find an opportunity to teach this kid a lesson.

But when his anger subsided a little, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: if he really helped Liu Guangtian get the ninety yuan back, this kid would definitely take it all.

Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong felt uncomfortable. He knew his children too well. Although Liu Guangfu had a bad relationship with him, the child was honest and obedient.

But in his eyes, Liu Guangtian was an ungrateful person who had disobeyed him many times in the past. He would be unwilling to give all the money to Liu Guangtian so easily.

He looked at Liu Guangtian, then at Zhang Xiuhua, wondering how to handle this matter in a more beneficial way for himself.

He didn't want to help Liu Guangtian in vain and get nothing in the end. The atmosphere in the room became a little subtle. Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua didn't know that Liu Haizhong's mind had turned several corners. They just looked at him eagerly, waiting for him to make a decision.

Liu Haizhong deliberately cleared his throat, coughed twice, and then said slowly: "Guangtian, it's not that I don't want to help you. You also know that I am an eighth-level master craftsman in the factory and I am very busy at work. If I help you deal with this matter, it will definitely take up a lot of time. My time is precious, and the factory is counting on me to work." As he spoke, he observed the expressions of Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua out of the corner of his eye.

Liu Guangtian understood immediately that the old man wanted to get a piece of the ninety yuan. He was so angry that his face turned red: "Dad, what do you mean by this? I'm your son, and I've been bullied. It's fine if you don't help me, but you're still thinking about asking for money?"

Zhang Xiuhua also echoed, "Yes, Dad, how could you do this? We have already been tricked badly by Yan Jiecheng, and you still..."

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he also got angry: "Humph, what do you know? I'm helping you! Without me, can you get money from Yan Jiecheng? Don't dream!" (End of this chapter)