Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Liu Guangtian looked at Liu Haizhong in disbelief.

You know, before he came, he had thought that Liu Haizhong might not help, but he never expected that Liu Haizhong would actually be greedy for this little money.

Liu Guangtian is young and has a bad temper.

Liu Guangtian's eyes were wide open: "We don't need your help anymore. At worst, we won't take the money, but we won't let you succeed!" After saying that, he pulled Zhang Xiuhua and was about to leave.

At this time, the second aunt, who had been silent, quickly grabbed them and said, "Children, don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over nicely." But Liu Guangtian was angry at the moment and wouldn't listen.

Zhang Xiuhua saw that Liu Guangtian was about to take her away, and she was so anxious. The 90 yuan was like a life-saving straw dangling in front of her, how could she give up so easily. She struggled to break free from Liu Guangtian's hand and stopped him, her eyes wide open, and she questioned Liu Guangtian with anger on her face: "Have you forgotten what I told you? If you leave like this, we will all be finished!"

Liu Guangtian was already so angry that his mind was overwhelmed. When Zhang Xiuhua stopped him and yelled at him, he was stunned.

Zhang Xiuhua's previous warning to him suddenly flashed through his mind - if he didn't get the money, she would divorce him.
These few words were like a basin of cold water, which immediately extinguished his anger and calmed him down. He stood there with a complicated expression.

Zhang Xiuhua suppressed her anger and tried to make her tone sound calmer: "Dad, tell me, how much do you want?"

Liu Haizhong stretched out a hand without hesitation and shook five fingers: "If I want the money back, it will be worth fifty yuan."

Zhang Xiuhua's eyes widened when she heard this, as if she had heard something out of the Arabian Nights. She was so angry that she was shaking all over, and her voice unconsciously rose a few notches: "Fifty yuan? Dad, you are so bold to ask for it! This money is what we deserve, but Yan Jiecheng refused to give it to us, and you are so good that you want to take most of it right away. How could you do this?"

Liu Guangtian also echoed: "Dad, you are going too far.

We were bullied by Yan Jiecheng, and it would be fine if you didn't help us, but you wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make so much money. Do you still have the behavior of a father?"

Liu Haizhong disagreed. He stiffened his neck and said, "Humph, without me, you won't get a penny. I worked hard, so I should get my share. Fifty dollars is already given because you are my son and daughter-in-law. Stop talking nonsense and do what you want."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Zhang Xiuhua and Liu Guangtian looked at each other and saw anger and helplessness in each other's eyes.

When the second aunt saw this, she frowned tightly, quickly pulled the arm in her bangs, and said softly, "Old man, this is not right.

They were bullied in broad daylight, and as a father, why would you want to take so much money from the money they finally got back instead of helping them vent their anger? "

Liu Haizhong snorted and was about to retort when the second aunt continued, "We are all family, how can you be so calculating towards your own children?

If you really take away fifty dollars, how will they live? It's not easy for them to live on. Don't ask for too much."

The second aunt looked at Liu Haizhong with a hint of reproach in her eyes: "Besides, if you really do this well, they will definitely be grateful to you in the future and will be filial to you. This is much more important than the fifty yuan. Don't be so obsessed with money and ask for less."

Second Aunt's persuasion made Liu Haizhong fall into deep thought.

He knew that his wife had a point. If he ruined the relationship between father and son for a little money, he would be left without a support when he got old. Moreover, if he pushed his son and daughter-in-law too far, his reputation in the hospital would be bad if the news got out.

So, Liu Haizhong cleared his throat and said with a slightly relieved expression: "Okay, for your aunt's sake, I'll ask for less, thirty yuan, no less."

When Zhang Xiuhua heard this, she thought to herself: Thirty yuan is still too much. This old guy is really greedy.

She rolled her eyes and showed an embarrassment on her face: “Dad, you see, it’s not easy for us during this period, and we need money everywhere.

If you take away thirty dollars, we won't have enough money left to live on. Let's give you twenty dollars, and you can consider it as helping us."

Liu Haizhong frowned and was about to speak when Zhang Xiuhua hurriedly said, "Dad, you helped us this time, and we will definitely be filial to you and mom in the future.

Moreover, if this matter gets out, everyone will praise you for being righteous and not hesitating to go against Yan Jiecheng for the sake of your son."

Liu Haizhong hesitated for a moment, then thought that twenty dollars was better than nothing, and there was also the reputation, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, twenty is twenty, you must remember what I said today, and you must be filial to us in the future."

Zhang Xiuhua and Liu Guangtian looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the twenty yuan still hurt them a little, it was much better than before.

After the deal was finalized, Zhang Xiuhua and Liu Guangtian both breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still anxious. After all, the sooner the matter was resolved, the better.

Zhang Xiuhua quickly said to Liu Haizhong, "Dad, since everything has been discussed, you should go and ask Yan Jiecheng for the money. We can't delay this matter."

Liu Guangtian also echoed: "Yes, Dad, if it's any later, I'm afraid he won't admit it."

Liu Haizhong was not in a hurry. He sat back on the stool, picked up the wine glass and shook it: "Why are you in such a hurry? I have to drink enough wine first so that I can have the energy to deal with that guy." As he said that, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly.

Liu Guangtian was a little anxious: "Dad, how can you do that when you are drunk? Don't let anything go wrong if you don't get the money."

Liu Haizhong glared at him and said, "What do you know? I know what's going on. If I hadn't drunk some wine, how would I have the energy to intimidate Yan Jiecheng?"

Zhang Xiuhua looked at Liu Guangtian helplessly, thinking that this old man was really stubborn, but now she could only let him do what he wanted.
Liu Haizhong finished a bottle of wine in one breath. The alcohol made his face red and his eyes blurry, but he was more imposing. He stood up unsteadily and waved his hand: "Let's go find Yan Jiecheng!" Then he took Liu Guangtian and Zhang Xiuhua to the third uncle's house.

When I arrived at the door of the third uncle's house, I saw him squatting at the door, collecting waste with great concentration.

The third uncle usually likes to pick up some waste to supplement his family income. Now he is sorting out bottles, cans, waste paper and the like.

When he looked up and saw Liu Haizhong and the others coming, a warm smile immediately appeared on his face, without noticing anything unusual.

"Hey, Haizhong, Guangtian, Xiuhua, why are you here? Come in and sit down."

As the third uncle spoke, he put down the waste in his hand, stood up and brushed off the dust on his body.

He looked at several people and felt a little confused. He wondered what brought these people here together.

Liu Haizhong, reeking of alcohol, took two staggering steps forward, pointed at Liu Guangtian's bruised face, and said loudly to the third uncle: "Old Yan, look at what your son Yan Jiecheng has done! Not only does he owe Guangtian ninety yuan, but he also beat Guangtian like this." When the third uncle heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly and his brows furrowed.

He looked at Liu Guangtian and found that Liu Guangtian's face was indeed seriously injured, with several obvious bruises and some broken skin at the corners of his mouth.

The third uncle's heart skipped a beat. He knew that his son could be unreliable at times, but he didn't expect that he would cause such a big trouble this time.

"Liu Haizhong, this...what's going on? Why would Jie Cheng fight with Guang Tian? And this money..." The third uncle's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He knew very well that 90 yuan was not a small amount. In this day and age, everyone's salary was generally only more than 20 yuan. This 90 yuan was almost equivalent to four months' salary for ordinary people. Such a large amount of money dispute scared him a lot.

"Hazhong, please don't misunderstand Cheng. Although this child is naughty sometimes, he wouldn't do such a thing, right? Is there any misunderstanding here?"

The third uncle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tried to defend his son.

He really didn't want to believe that Yan Jiecheng would do such a thing as fighting and refusing to pay his debts. After all, if this got out, his son's reputation would be ruined, and he would have to pay such a large sum of money, which the family could not afford.

Liu Haizhong sneered: "Misunderstanding? Look at Guangtian's face, how could this be caused by misunderstanding? Your son did a good thing, and the evidence is solid, so don't even think about protecting him. If we don't solve this matter today, we're not done!" His eyes were sharp, staring at the third uncle closely, not giving in at all.

The neighbors around heard the noise and gathered around, whispering to each other.

"Why did Yan Jiecheng beat Liu Guangtian like this?"

"Ninety dollars. This is no joke."

"It looks like there's something good to watch today."

Zhang Xiuhua couldn't help but say, "Uncle, we don't want to make a big deal out of this, but Yan Jiecheng is really going too far. We deserve the 90 yuan, but he not only refused to give it to us, he also beat us up. You have to give us an explanation."

Liu Guangtian also nodded vigorously, his eyes full of grievance and anger.

The third uncle was extremely anxious at this time. After realizing the seriousness of the matter, he turned around and rushed into the house without saying a word.

He hurried to Yan Jiecheng's door, raised his hand and knocked hard. The knock was urgent and loud, and the "dong dong dong" sound echoed in the room.

Yan Jiecheng was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. He had played outside too late last night and was having a sweet dream.

I was suddenly awakened by the sound of knocking on the door. "Who is it? Why are you knocking? Are you going to let me sleep?"

Yan Jiecheng opened the door angrily and was about to yell when he found that it was the third uncle. He frowned even more tightly and said impatiently, "Dad, what are you doing? It's so noisy, and I'm still sleeping! Aren't you going to meet Zhang Li tonight? Why do you have time to bother me?"

When the third uncle heard what Yan Jiecheng said, he became angry and anxious, and his face turned red.

He didn't bother to explain Zhang Li's matter to Yan Jiecheng, and hurriedly said, "Jiecheng, don't worry about that. Liu Guangtian is outside, and his father Liu Haizhong is also there. They said you owed Liu Guangtian 90 yuan and beat him up. What's going on?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he suddenly sobered up a bit and his face changed slightly. But he still said stubbornly: "Humph, they are talking nonsense. When did I owe him money? And beating people, I have never done such a thing."

Yan Jiecheng didn't expect Liu Guangtian to cause trouble in the compound. Didn't he understand that if Li Weidong knew about this, they would all be in big trouble?

The third uncle anxiously pulled Yan Jiecheng's arm and said, "Don't lie. If this is true, we have to solve it quickly. Do you know how many people are outside now? If this matter gets out of hand, none of us will have a good ending."

Yan Jiecheng shook off the third uncle's hand and looked outside the door in panic. Seeing Liu Haizhong's angry face and the wound on Liu Guangtian's face, he groaned inwardly, knowing that he was in big trouble this time.

Yan Jiecheng's eyes flickered, and he was a little flustered. He lowered his voice and said to the third uncle, "Dad, just go out and tell them I'm not at home and send them away."

When the third uncle heard this, he frowned and looked embarrassed: "How can this be possible? I am an old teacher, I have taught and educated people for so many years, how can I lie? I can't do such a thing."

Yan Jiecheng was so anxious that he stamped his feet. He pulled the third uncle's sleeve and begged bitterly, "Dad, please help me this time. If I let them in, I'll be finished. I can't take out the 90 yuan now, and if I admit that I beat Liu Guangtian, I will definitely be beaten."

The third uncle looked hesitant.

"Jie Cheng, we have to face the problem and not avoid it. Lying will only make things worse."

Yan Jiecheng refused to give in: "Dad, if you don't help me, I will really be ruined. Please make an exception this time. I will be a good person in the future and won't cause trouble again." The atmosphere around them became tense. Liu Haizhong and others outside the door seemed to be getting impatient and heard a few more urging voices.

Under Yan Jiecheng's pleading, although the third uncle was reluctant, he finally sighed helplessly. He gritted his teeth and opened the door and walked out slowly.

Outside the door, Liu Haizhong and others were getting impatient waiting. When they saw the third uncle coming out, Liu Haizhong frowned and asked, "Old Master Yan, where is Yan Jiecheng? Let him come out!"

The third uncle's eyes were evasive, and he stammered, "Haizhong, Jie Cheng... Jie Cheng is not at home, he went out."

Liu Haizhong got angry when he heard this. He took a step forward and approached the third uncle: "Yan Laokou, don't play tricks on me. We are all guarding here. Where can he go? Tell him to come out quickly and don't force me to do anything."

The neighbors around also started whispering, and everyone could see that there was something fishy going on.

Liu Guangtian was even more furious: "Uncle, you can't protect him. We are here to seek justice today."

Zhang Xiuhua also echoed: "Yes, Third Uncle, we don't believe you. Yan Jiecheng must be in the house."

The third uncle's face flushed red. He knew that his lie was full of loopholes, but it was too late to back down. He could only bite the bullet and continue, "He's really not here. I didn't lie to you. I'll ask him to come find you when he comes back."

But his voice became smaller and smaller, and his confidence was obviously lacking.

The third uncle felt that he would never be able to hold his head up again in his life. (End of this chapter)