Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 507: Sudden Bad News

Even in the hot summer, it is cool under the shade of the trees, and with the cold beer and grilled skewers, everyone is enjoying the meal. But now it has become a mode of ordering dishes. Fangfang wants grilled tofu, Xixi wants grilled chicken wings, and Yan Jiefang arranges to grill a few more fish.

Just when everyone was in high spirits, He Yuzhu said, "I'm ready to agree to Yi Zhonghai's offer to smash the pot for him."

Instantly the table fell silent. Yan Jiecheng said, "Zhu Zi, what's going on? Didn't Master Yi ask Jia Dongxu to smash the pot for him? He's his own disciple."

He Yuzhu was silent for a moment, lit a cigarette, and said, "Uncle Yi went to see my dad, but my dad didn't agree at all, and my dad didn't pay any attention to Uncle Yi at all, as if he had some opinion about him."

Yan Bugui also lit a cigarette, and after a while he said, "Zhu Zi, what I said is just a story, just listen to it and forget about it. I remember your father was in a hurry when he left, but that day I seemed to see Yi Zhonghai not going to work, just in the yard. I was in a hurry to go to work at the time, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't know your father was gone until I came back in the evening."

He Yuzhu was not surprised at all. He said, "I guessed it. I guessed it from my father's expression. Is there a shadow of the deaf old lady in this? Uncle Yan, I know it clearly in my heart, but I just don't want to believe it."

Yan Bugui looked at He Yuzhu and asked, "Zhuzi, if you break the pot for Yi Zhonghai, you will have to hold a banquet and worship Yi Zhonghai as your godfather. This is the rule. Do you know? Did Yi Zhonghai tell you?"

"Ah, is there such a thing? Can't we just smash the pot on him when the time comes?" He Yuzhu asked hurriedly.

"Alas, that's not possible. You have to notify everyone, hold a banquet, and formally acknowledge your relationship before you are qualified to smash the basin in front of Yi Zhonghai. Do you think it's that easy? If it were that easy, would Jia Zhang be able to stop Jia Dongxu all the time? Because once Jia Dongxu pays homage, Jia Zhang's reputation will be completely ruined." Yan Bugui said seriously.

"Oh, so that's how it is. I was wondering why my father wouldn't agree. I, I'll think about it again." He Yuzhu instantly wilted. He just felt sympathy, but he still had to be sensible when doing such things. At least he had to give full consideration to his father.

Yan Jiefang quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Qin Huairu has opened another hotel. I heard it's a three-star hotel. It's completely run by Jia Xiaobao."

He Yuzhu widened his eyes and said, "This woman is so amazing. Jia Dongxu really married a good wife."

Yan Bugui said: "Yes, among the old neighbors, the women are more powerful. Among the men, only Xu Damao can be considered a boss."

He Yuzhu said at this time: "Uncle Yan, you can't say that. Behind every successful woman there is a man who silently dedicates himself."

"Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter instantly. It turned out that what He Yuzhu said was quite right.

The barbecue lasted until three or four in the afternoon. The main reason was that the children wanted to do it themselves. The adults drank while the children kept grilling skewers. Yan Jiekuang ate the most because he had many children. Everyone except grandparents was sent to him first. He Yuzhu was moved and said, "The children of the third brother are all affectionate and righteous. The third brother did not make a mistake in adopting them."

After cleaning up the mess, Yan Jiekuang took the children home. After eating for such a long time, no one in the family was very hungry. In the evening, they prepared some steamed buns and corn porridge and kept them warm in the kitchen in case the children got hungry again, but it seemed that even Xiao Jin was not hungry.

On Monday, the children continued to have a holiday and were busy with their own things. Except for Nana and Xiaofang who stayed around Yan Jiekuang and played with him, everyone else disappeared after dinner. Liangzi was taken away by Xiaohai, who said he was taking him fishing.

Yan Jiekuang was making a phone call in the study. First, he was arranging for Jon to help with the children's study abroad arrangements. Second, he was communicating with Liu Tong about some detailed changes to the manor. He was busy, but still very leisurely.

Just around noon, an unexpected person knocked on Yan Jiekuang's door. When Yan Jiekuang opened the door, he was confused. An old man in his eighties or nineties and several people in military uniforms knocked on his door.

"Hello, are you Yan Jiekuang?" the old man asked while sitting in a wheelchair.

Yan Jiekuang was confused for a moment, but still answered: "Old man, it's me, who are you?" "My name is Zhang Zhiyuan, oh, you may not recognize me, but you must remember my grandson's name. Do you remember your classmate Zhang Wenchang?"

Yan Jiekuang was stunned for a moment. There were four of his best friends in school. Except for himself and Zhou Xiangyang, the other two joined the army. He had eaten a lot of their food during that time.

"I remember, of course I remember, he was my best friend, but I haven't heard from him for a long time. We haven't been in touch since he joined the army. Grandpa, please come in." Yan Jiekuang said hurriedly.

Yan Jiekuang invited them into the main hall in the backyard. After they sat down, Xixi brought them tea. Xixi was very considerate.

After Grandpa Zhang sat down, he looked a little sad. He was silent for a while, took out a letter from his pocket, and said, "This is a letter from Wen Chang to you. Another letter is from Li Chenggang to you. The other two are to Liu Xiangyang. Please find someone to pass them on for you."

"Grandpa, where are they? Why don't they come here by themselves? Are they still carrying out the secret mission?" Yan Jiekuang asked, not being able to see the old man's expression.

Grandpa Zhang looked at Yan Jiekuang, smiled and said, "I can't come. They are all honored. This was found among their belongings. Originally, the family said forget it and don't bother you anymore, but I think my grandson still wants to let you know that you are safe and that you are their best friend, so I sent it here today."

"Glory, what glory? Wait, what do you mean?" Yan Jiekuang was stunned, staring at the old man in front of him with his eyes wide open and his brows frowned.

Grandpa Zhang sighed and said, "They died a long time ago, but you may not know it yet."

Yan Jiekuang felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he fell down.

Grandpa Zhang was dumbfounded. He didn't expect this result. He quickly directed several people to send Yan Jiekuang to the hospital. The yard was in chaos, with children crying one after another. Xixi saw this and quickly called her grandfather.

When Yan Jiekuang woke up again, it was already midnight. He was lying on a hospital bed, with Yang Ruiping beside him, and their daughter in a stroller.

Yan Jiekuang first looked around, as if he remembered something, then he covered himself with the quilt and burst into tears.

Yang Ruiping woke up after hearing the noise. She looked around and found that it was Yan Jiekuang who was lying on the bed who made the noise. She quietly lifted the quilt. Yan Jiekuang saw his mother and said, "Mom, it hurts so much!"

Yan Jiekuang burst into tears. Yang Ruiping tried to persuade him but found that it was useless. He hugged his son, patted his back, and said comfortingly: "Cry, cry, it will be better after crying."

Yan Jiekuang cried for a while, and the girl in the stroller also started crying. The whole ward was filled with crying. People outside didn't know what was going on, so they all stopped to watch. Soon the head nurse came running in and hurried to persuade him. Yan Jiekuang gradually calmed down and fell asleep again.

The next day, when Yan Jiekuang woke up again, Xiaopang, Wen Yun and Yang Lingling were taking care of him. He was very calm now and didn't say a word. Wen Yun brought him porridge and buns. Yan Jiekuang didn't say a word either, but ate them in big mouthfuls on the bed.

After dinner, Yan Jiekuang lit a cigarette, looked out the window, and smoked it one puff after another. After one cigarette, he said, "Xiaopang, we are discharged from the hospital. Don't worry, your father is in good health, he just has a little anxiety."

Xiaopang and the other two went to complete the discharge procedures for Yan Jiekuang. Yan Jiekuang walked out of the hospital building. The sunlight outside shone on his face, and tears in Yan Jiekuang's eyes flowed uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)