The life of a villain in a courtyard

"Water, water, I need water! I have a headache!"

The next day, Yan Jiefang woke up from his sleep, feeling dry mouth and splitting headache. He should not have drunk so much alcohol. He looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock and the house was empty. He struggled to get up and went to the living room, where he saw Yan Fugui sitting there looking at him quietly.

"Dad? Why are you here? Didn't you go to work?"

On the other side, Yan Jiecheng also woke up and came out to get some water to drink.

It just so happened that both of them were there, so he didn't have to go through the trouble twice.

"Where's the remaining money?" Yan Fugui said directly. There was no need to beat around the bush at this time.

"Money? What money?"

"Don't play dumb with me, the two of you. Money, where is yesterday's money? Where did you two take all that money yesterday? Don't tell me you spent it all. That was earned by exchanging things for our family. Hand it over quickly. I need to use the money to buy pots, bowls, and utensils."

"If you say so, then we two have to have a good talk with you."

Yan Jiefang pulled over a chair and sat down.

"If we hadn't found someone to stop them yesterday, would they have paid so readily? So many people came all the way here for nothing? I have to treat them to a meal and drinks, and I have to give them money. What's more, we gave our family fifty dollars yesterday, and the things we have at home don't even cost forty dollars, and I gave more."

Yan Fugui was speechless after hearing what the two said, but he couldn't just watch so much money fly away.

"Then take out your share. It's easy to lose so much money if you keep it with you. Give it to me and I'll keep it for both of you."

"Okay, you're still playing tricks on me at this point? Can you get the money back? We've been father and son for more than 20 years, don't we know who you are? I've said everything I need to say, and it's getting late. We both have to go to work."

After that, he left.

Yan Fugui couldn't care less about the two of them at the moment, because he had a bigger problem in front of him, which was how to dispel these rumors.

His family will never have peace until the rumors are dispelled. Just two days later, some unreliable people appeared near the courtyard and stared at him openly or secretly.

It has caused a lot of trouble to everyone's daily life.

Money is a powerful thing. Yan Fugui is like a child carrying gold through a busy street. Now he is just staring at him, but after a while it may turn into theft, robbery, or even kidnapping.

That day, Yan Jiedi ran in hurriedly from outside, her little face full of sweat and fear.

"You were chased by a dog? You were just asked to buy some soy sauce, so why are you so scared?"

"Mom, someone was following me just now!"

Yan Jiedi spoke with a crying voice, she was terrified.

"Following you?"

"Yes, there are two men following me. They have been around the courtyard recently, asking about our home. If I hadn't run fast, I would have never been able to come back."

"What a sin, old man!"

The second aunt called Yan Fugui, saying that if the problem was not resolved, they would not be able to live well.

"Old man, you need to think of a solution! If this matter is not resolved, our family will be in turmoil!"

"I, I'm trying to figure it out!"

These days, Yan Fugui had several big lumps on the corners of his mouth due to indigestion, and he couldn't even eat. His already thin body became even thinner, and he was almost as thin as a telephone pole.

At this time, Yu Li ran in from outside, also sweating and panting, and it seemed that she had also experienced a chase.

"Dad, do we have those things at home?"

Yu Li was on the verge of collapse. If Yan Fugui refused to tell the truth, then they would have to get divorced. She didn't want to live like this, being worried about her all the time. Divorce was better than being arrested.

"Yu Li, don't listen to their nonsense. There are no antiques in our house. You have lived here for so many years, don't you know that?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Li said no more and turned back to the house to pack her things and prepare to go back to her parents' home.

Yan Jiefang came into the room and tried to explain, but Yu Li had made up her mind and no matter how much he talked, he couldn't solve any problem.

"Old man! Why are you still refusing to tell the truth?"

"Hey, I have nothing to say to you!"

Yan Fugui felt upset staying at home, so he got up and went outside. He took a deep breath and felt much better.

"Uncle, where are the antiques in your house? Take them out and show them to us."

The old men and women in the courtyard looked at Yan Fugui eagerly, not knowing whether he was joking or really thinking so.

"Don't talk nonsense. We don't have any antiques at home. Didn't that group of people come to my house last time and find nothing? Those are just rumors. Don't take them seriously."

I'm being watched outside the yard and inside the yard. It's so annoying!

Before I knew it, I was in the backyard.

"Hey, isn't this the Second Master? Have you eaten it?"

Yan Fugui shook his head. What was there to eat? His mouth hurt every time he opened it. He had no appetite at all.

"You haven't eaten yet? Then I'll go back and eat. I told you we're having meat today."

"Go away, go away. You are a cook and you come to tease an old man like me. When did you become so bad? You must have learned it from Su Yun."

"Then you stay here, I'm leaving."

"Go, go, go, don't bother me."

After driving Nan Yi away, Yan Fugui found a place to sit down, looking at the moon and sighing, "Aren't they just a few books? Who spread it like this?"

"Second uncle, what's got you so angry and why are you sighing?"

There's no need to look back, you can tell it's Su Yun just by the voice.

"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, wouldn't my family be in turmoil? Now my family members don't dare to leave the hospital, and my daughter-in-law has gone back to her parents' home. Tell me, how can you be so wicked!"

"Hey, I don't agree with what you said. What do you mean I'm immoral? Who started this? My wife opened a shop, and not only did you eat and drink for free, you also spread the word around the yard, asking others to come and eat and drink for free as well!"

"I…I can't tell you."

After saying that, he wanted to leave.

"Do you want to resolve this?"

Yan Fugui stopped and looked back at Su Yun: "Do you have a solution?"

"Of course, but I'm a little thirsty now and I want to drink some tea, otherwise I can't tell."

Yan Fugui immediately changed his expression and walked to Su Yun with a smile: "Look at you, you are still joking with your uncle at this time. If you have a solution, please tell me now. I am almost dying of anxiety."

"I said, I'm thirsty and want to drink tea."

"Hey! Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll make you some tea."

After returning to the house, Yan Fugui looked at the jasmine tea in the teapot and shook his head. He then changed it to another can of jasmine tea, made a cup for Su Yun, and ran back happily.

"Can you tell me about the tea you requested?"

Su Yun took a sip and nodded: "Second uncle, this is delicious. No wonder you take advantage of the gate all day long. I want to go there too."

"Hurry up and tell me, don't make fun of your uncle."

Seeing that the old man was extremely anxious, Su Yun stopped teasing him.

"They are all here for your ancient books, so just hand them over."

"I've told you many times that I have nothing at home, nothing at all! Why don't you believe me?"

"Second uncle, you are still pretending at this time. I know you are heartbroken and reluctant to part with it. In this case, I will spend some money to buy those books in your house. I will give you three thousand. What do you think?"

"Three thousand!"

Yan Fugui rolled his eyes. The dozens of ancient books at home cost him more than a thousand yuan in total. If they were sold, he could double the money and solve his current problem at the same time.

"Three thousand and five!"

"Two thousand and five."

"Okay, okay, three thousand is three thousand, don't go any lower!"

Yan Fugui recalled the last time and stopped talking quickly.

"I can sell you the book, but the problem isn't solved yet?"

"When you get back, take some useless books and burn them in front of everyone. Tell them that these are your family's belongings. No one will worry about you in public anymore. As for what's happening in secret, the books are all with me, so you don't have to worry."

"Good idea, eh? No, if I can just fool them with a bunch of fake books, why should I sell them to you?"

"Because I know that what you burn are all fakes. If you don't sell them to me, I will expose the matter to others, and then no one will believe you anymore."