Siheyuan: Xu Damao corrects his evil ways

In fact, it is not correct to demonize Yanbu Guido.

Yan Bugui is not a weird person. He is the kind of weird person who insists on maintaining his reputation as a scholar even though his wife and children are starving to death.

No matter how bad Yan Bugui was, he still raised all four of his children and started a family. They all arranged their own business, and each of them had spare money for business.

Maybe if Yan Bugui didn't behave like that, and learned more from Yi Zhonghai, and said some sincere and absolutely correct words, then Yan Bugui might have a different ending.

Yan Bugui doesn't agree with having three ounces of fat and all of it lost in one meal.

But Yan Jiecheng insisted. Although the other three children didn't say anything, they all stood there with shining eyes and swallowed their saliva.

In the end, Yan Bugui relented and let Yang Ruihua cook all the meat. Of course, the quantity must be cut well, two or three pieces per person, never one more or less.

This is Yan Bugui's absolute fairness.

When Yan Jiecheng poured a glass of wine for Yan Bugui, and then poured half a glass for himself, thinking of getting Yan Bugui drunk.

After Yan Jiecheng poured the wine, he put the bottle on the table, but Yan Bugui snatched it away and put it directly under the foot of the table on his side.

No one noticed that there was another bottle in that place.

When eating in the Yan family, the dishes are divided first.

Anyone who says the Yan family has to count every pickle they eat is absolutely slandering.

It's usually not a big dish. If you eat one more piece or one less piece, Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua won't care.

For the Yan family, eggs and more are the main dishes.

Moreover, the Yan family also has a virtue that other families seldom pay attention to, that is, when their children were young, they all received special treatment from the Yan family.

For example, like that time when the deaf old lady went to Yan's house to have a meal. The Yan family prepared a small fish for Yan Jiedi. No matter how greedy the other people were, they would not even think about taking a bite of that small fish.

Yan Bugui's biggest mistake was to turn something that was supposed to be done voluntarily by his children into a set of rules that the children must follow.

So much so that when the children thought that this rule was at a disadvantage, they developed a rebellious mentality, and then they stabbed Yan Bugui in the back.

Isn’t it normal for the eldest child to be raised, have a family and start a business, and then help the younger siblings?

And other things, they are too disgusting, so that when the children grow up, they may get along with others normally. But if Yan Bugui takes an extra toothpick, he will feel that he is at a disadvantage.

Just like now, when Yan Jiecheng first persuaded him to drink, Yan Bugui thought his son was really filial.

But when something goes wrong, there must be a demon, so Yan Jiecheng just had a little taste. After two or three rounds of drinking, Yan Bugui also saw that something was wrong with Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua looked at each other and saw the suspicion in each other's eyes.

Yan Bugui simply made the mistake, took another bottle of wine that was mostly filled with water, and started acting with his son.

When the bottle of wine was dry, Yan Jiecheng still had the half glass he poured at the beginning.

As for the other children, they have already eaten their share, some are studying, and some are going out to play.

Yan Bugui pretended to be drunk and said: "Boss, what's the matter with you? If you have anything, just tell dad, and dad will definitely help you if he can."

Yan Jiecheng did not understand the profound meaning of his old man's words. He only saw that his old man still spoke in a very orderly manner.

So Yan Jiecheng reached out and wanted to take the bottle from Yan Bugui's hand, thinking about pouring some more to Yan Bugui to get him drunk before he could do what he wanted to do.

How could Yan Bugui let his son discover the secret of hiding the wine. He just held the bottle back, pretending to be unable to hold his words and said, "Don't take it from me. I'll drink my wine slowly. If you want to drink it, buy it yourself."

Yan Jiecheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly explained: "Dad, I'm not stealing your wine, I'm pouring it for you."

Yan Bugui pretended not to believe it, stared at Yan Jiecheng and said, "You are the eldest of my family, you are Yan Jiecheng. Don't try to lie to me. You were the most naughty when I was a child. You always wanted to steal pocket money from my pocket."

After that, Yan Bugui stood up with a cry, holding the remaining bottle of wine in his arms, and ran into the kitchen in a pretentious manner.

After a while, Yan Bugui ran out again. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He pretended to sit down again, supported his forehead with his hands, and fell asleep.

Yan Jiecheng said tentatively: "Dad, Dad, can I help you go in and lie down for a while?"

Yan Bugui said "um, um, um" without saying a word.

Yan Bugui knew that his boss must have something going on today. Although he didn't know what it was, it must be a big deal for him to be willing to spend such a high price to get himself drunk.

Yan Jiecheng stood up and stepped forward to support Yan Bugui. Yan Bugui also picked up the wine bottle at the foot of the table and put it in his arms. Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't pay attention to whether his father had taken the wine bottle when he came out of the kitchen just now.

However, he was stunned for a moment. Yan Jiecheng did not expect that Yan Bugui would use the art of war with him.

When Yan Jiecheng helped Yan Bugui enter the back room, the dense pile of waste products made Yan Jiecheng feel a little dizzy. These are things that the old couple don't need to pick up, can't use, and can't bear to throw away.

Yan Jiecheng helped his old man to the bed, and first looked around, thinking about the cabinets and boxes where Yang Ruihua usually hides his things.

Yan Jiecheng tried to find the key hanging on the rope buckle on Yan Bugui's belt, but unexpectedly, Yan Bugui fell asleep on his side and put the key under his body.

Yan Jiecheng tried to pull, but was met with a groan from Yan Bugui. Yan Jiecheng glanced behind him in panic and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one was there.

Yan Jiecheng's claws were numb now, and the position in which I slept was too deceptive. If you can't take off the key, you can't get the household registration book. If you can't get your household registration book, you can't marry your fat girl.

If you can't marry Bai Fumei, you can't live a free life.

Yan Jiecheng scratched his head, thinking of various possible methods.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yan Bugui suddenly turned over and took the key directly to the top.

Yan Jiecheng was overjoyed and stepped forward to pick up the key. Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui beneath him was narrowing his eyes and staring closely at his eldest son.

Yan Jiecheng finally took off the key. He stood in front of the cabinet with trembling hands, slowly stretched out his hand, held the key and hesitated to the keyhole.

Yan Jiecheng looked back again, and Yan Bugui quickly closed his eyes.

Yan Jiecheng's mouth moved, his eyes turned slightly red, he sniffed, then turned his head and concentrated on opening the lock.

When he opened the cupboard, Yan Jiecheng's hands stopped shaking. He got the household registration book from the biscuit box in the cupboard. He was alone in the household. This was when Yan Jiecheng was in school, and he deliberately separated in order to receive subsidies.

Yan Jiecheng put his household registration book into his pocket with complicated eyes, stood there for a moment, then took out all the change in his pocket and put it into his biscuit shoes.

This was private money given to him by his fat wife, so that Yan Jiecheng could buy some candies to celebrate his wedding.

Yan Jiecheng closed the cupboard and placed the key next to Yan Bugui's bedside. He sighed, and in the dim space, a white mist actually formed due to the temperature.

Yan Jiecheng didn't know whether what he did this time was right or wrong, so he carefully tucked Yan Bugui into bed. He looked at Yan Bugui deeply, turned around and left. When he walked to the door, Yan Jiecheng suddenly became excited. He resisted the urge to cry, turned around, knelt down, and kowtowed quietly to Yan Bugui several times.

Yan Jiecheng didn't know how many times he kowtowed. Rather than kowtowing, it was better to say that Yan Jiecheng used the action of kowtowing to ease his emotions.

Yan Jiecheng knew that he had done the right thing. Otherwise, with Yan Bugui's current stubbornness, he might have done something wrong if he had stayed in this house.

Yan Jiecheng saw that his father was like a pug, fawning in front of Liu Haizhong.

I have also seen Yan Bugui playing aggressive with Yi Zhonghai like an old fox.

Yan Jiecheng didn't know whether that was right or wrong, but he just felt embarrassed and deeply regretted it. If he could earn some energy and look like Xu Damao, then why should he have such a menial job?

But on the other hand, Yan Jiecheng also knew it. Comrade Lao Xu invested so much resources into Xu Damao's success. Apart from anything else, giving up a big house and a stable job to Xu Damao is not something Yan Bugui can do.

And He Daqing, even though he was so unreliable, still left three houses for Silly Zhu.

In comparison, what did Yan Bugui give him?

But why is it so strange?

Xu Damao is the only one in the Xu family.

The He family is just stupid.

And his family has three.

When Yan Bugui was thinking about this, he didn't include Yan Jiedi and He Yuyu. As for Xu Damao's sister, he simply didn't think about it.

This is true for everyone, just like adults look forward to their children, they must study in comparison with good children. The expenses are comparable to those of children from poor families.

So when these failed, Yan Jiecheng thought of Liu Guangqi again. He felt that he and Liu Guangqi could still compare.

Although Yan Jiecheng is not as good as Liu Guangqi, Yan Bugui does not treat his boss like Liu Haizhong. And he, Yan Jiecheng, at least stayed in Sijiu City.

According to this, at least in terms of filial piety, Yan Jiecheng did better than Liu Guangqi.

Of course, the current Yan Jiecheng is mechanical, and he doesn't know what he is thinking, nor does he know that Yan Bugui is staring at him closely with dim eyes.

Only then did Yan Bugui realize what his children were doing, getting household registration books but not food stamps or anything like that. You don't need to think about it to know why.

Yan Bugui wants to ask which family the girl comes from, how many people are in the family, how many parents and brothers are there? Can I borrow some help from my family?

But looking at what Yan Jiecheng did, Yan Bugui seemed to understand something.

He secretly watched Yan Jiecheng steal keys and household registration books, tuck himself into bed, and kowtow at the door.

I don't know what happened, but Yan Bugui suddenly felt that his eyes were hot.