Comfortable life in Siheyuan

Seeing Banggeng's bright smile, Shazhu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little guy, have you two collected all the firecrackers on the ground? Why don't you try something else interesting with your free time?"

Banggeng answered nonchalantly: "There are no firecrackers on the ground. Uncle Jiecheng gave them to me this morning!" His tone was relaxed and casual, as if this was just an ordinary thing.

However, these words that were blurted out inadvertently were like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the yard.

Liu Haizhong's eyes widened as he stared at the stick like a ferocious tiger, and he asked sternly: "Did Yan Jiecheng give you the firecrackers? And he was also the one who ordered the bombing of the toilet, right?" His voice was full of majesty and anger, which made people feel afraid.

Yi Xiaojun, who was standing by, was frightened by Liu Haizhong's momentum. He lowered his head and muttered timidly: "Uncle Jie Cheng gave it to the two of us. He only asked us to run to a far place to set it off. He didn't ask us to blow up the toilet..." His voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

As soon as Yi Xiaojun's words came out, the people who were originally planning to disperse stopped and gathered together again. But at the same time, everyone seemed to have a telepathic connection and spontaneously moved a few steps away from Liu Haizhong.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng in the crowd felt relieved, as if a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

"Yan Jiecheng, did you do this on purpose? How could you be so generous to give them firecrackers?" Liu Haizhong turned around and glared at Yan Jiecheng as if he was about to spit fire.

"I, I just heard them setting off firecrackers intermittently at the door, disturbing my wife's rest, so I sent her some firecrackers and specifically told them to set them off farther away!" Yan Jiecheng said righteously, with his neck stiff.

"Hmph! You'd better not let me catch you!" Liu Haizhong said angrily.

"Old Liu, what are you talking about? What does this have to do with our Jie Cheng? He just got married yesterday and is very happy. How could he do such a thing?" The third uncle stood in front of Liu Haizhong and defended Yan Jie Cheng. However, he suddenly smelled that strange smell and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

"What's the meaning of you taking a few steps back? Do you think I'm dirty?" Liu Haizhong thought unhappily as he looked at Yan Bugui who took a few steps back.

"Okay, it's just a kid's farce, everyone go away and stop watching here." Yi Zhonghai touched his nose and shouted loudly.

The crowd avoided the bangs as if they were avoiding the plague, and slowly dispersed.

Liu Haizhong returned home angrily. As soon as he saw Liu Guangtian, he yelled, "Guangtian, why don't you take my pile of dirty clothes to Qin Huairu! Hurry up!"

Liu Guangtian didn't dare to provoke his angry father, and hurried over to pick up the basin of dirty clothes. He held his breath and turned his head to the side, fearing that the pungent smell would enter his nose.

Seeing Liu Guangtian's behavior, Liu Haizhong got angry again and cursed at Liu Guangfu, "You little bastard, when you saw those two bastards playing with firecrackers, couldn't you tell them to get out of here? Do you have to wait until they set the toilet on fire and blow me up before you're happy?"

Liu Guangfu lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.

The second aunt also advised at this time: "Don't be angry, it's not worth it to hurt your health." As she said this, she subconsciously moved away.

Liu Haizhong saw his wife doing the same thing, and then sniffed himself: "Is there any smell? I don't smell anything here either."

"Yes, there is still a smell." The second aunt said honestly.

"Give me the soap ticket, I'm going to take a bath in the bathroom." The second uncle couldn't stand these looks anymore and prepared to take a bath.

The third uncle’s house in the front yard.

Yan Bugui sat at the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

At this moment, the third uncle stared at Yan Jiecheng who was sitting opposite him, with an unfathomable smile on his face. Then he said in a tone that was neither a smile nor a laugh: "Jiecheng, you are quite good! Even I have to admire your method!"

Facing the Third Uncle's nonsensical words, Yan Jiecheng just laughed dryly and tried to play dumb and responded: "Dad, what do you mean by that? I don't understand it at all! You don't think this matter has anything to do with me, do you?"

However, Yan Bugui was not fooled by Yan Jiecheng's perfunctory answer. He continued to ask, "Boss, I know your personality very well. You will never give gifts to others easily without any purpose. So, you should tell me honestly, why did you give firecrackers to those two gangsters?"

Yan Bugui's tone was firm and carried a hint of unquestionableness, as if he had seen through Yan Jiecheng's thoughts clearly.

Yan Jiecheng began to wonder, thinking to himself: "Oh, how can my father be so powerful? Did he hear what those two little bastards said? But I have nothing to do with this matter! It's really unfair!" He couldn't help but start to doubt whether there was any flaw in his actions, but he couldn't find the problem after thinking about it. "Don't complain to me, you gave them things, don't you have something to hide? Didn't you specifically tell them not to throw it in the toilet?" Yan Bugui picked up the teacup and swallowed the tea in big gulps.

"What's wrong with that! I did this out of good intentions!" Yan Jiecheng argued indignantly.

"My eldest son, don't treat your father as a fool. I am a teacher and I know the psychology of these children very well. They are in their rebellious period, and the more you forbid them to do something, the more they will try it. You are clearly setting a trap to harm people! Do you think I am as stupid as Liu Haizhong?" Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes and stared at Yan Jiecheng with contempt and disdain.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng leaned back as if nothing had happened, sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "Oh, Dad, you are so awesome, nothing escapes your eyes. You are worthy of being my father!" While speaking, Yan Jiecheng also raised his thumb to express his admiration for Yan Bugui.

"Okay, stop flattering me and tell me what's going on. You even used the Thirty-Six Stratagems!" Yan Bugui asked curiously.

"What could it be? Wasn't Liu Guangfu there to make a fuss in the bridal chamber last night? That guy made such a loud noise at the end and I'm not deaf. This morning, I saw him running out with straw paper and thought of teaching him a lesson. Who would have thought that he would be the one to suffer the consequences?" Yan Jiecheng shook his head in amusement.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's true. So Liu Haizhong is a case of the son paying off his father's debt, right?" As he said this, Yan Bugui started laughing.

"I am also a wise man who can make mistakes even if he has made many plans. Alas!" Yan Jiecheng sighed as he spoke, but it was not difficult to hear the pride in his words.