Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

What happened this morning was that as soon as we got home, the aunties and young wives shouted at their children that they were not allowed to leave the yard recently. Even if they wanted to go to school, they had to be accompanied by an adult.

The disappearance of Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi from Yan Bugui's family is even more of a case in point.

If it weren't for Yang Hehua, they might not even be able to come back.

As for what happened in the past two days, everyone has a scale in their hearts.

Although the matter was brought to the attention of the government, Second Aunt Yang Ruihua did not suffer any loss.

On the contrary, if they were lotus widows, they would feel aggrieved. They kindly asked someone to save your child, but were falsely accused of being a beggar. If Yang Ruihua had not gone to the police station, people might not be willing to do such good deeds in the future.

After all, there was a price to pay.

It also made them understand a truth: never mess with Yang Hehua.

If things go wrong, you'll have to report to the government.

The front yard, Yan Bugui’s home.

Yan Jiecheng's face was gloomy at this time. He and his brother were making cornmeal steamed bread and cornmeal porridge at home. This was what her mother Yang Ruihua reminded him of before she followed the two safety officers to the police station.

Yan Jiefang didn't even dare to breathe and quickened his movements. If he hadn't taken his younger brother and sister to watch people fishing yesterday, perhaps their younger brother and sister would not have been lost.

Yan Jiecheng naturally saw his brother's quickening movements, but looking at the terrible steamed bun, he couldn't help but frown and reminded him, "Jiefang, do it well. If the steamed bun falls apart while steaming, Dad will scold you again."

"Oh, oh! Okay, brother!" Yan Jiefang's face turned red when he saw the steamed corn bread he had made before. After he finished the one in his hand, he showed it to his brother Yan Jiecheng. After seeing him nod, he put the finished steamed corn bread into the steamer. Then he took back the unfinished steamed corn bread in front of him and rolled it with his hands again.

"Brother, do you think Mom's behavior yesterday was right or wrong?" As he was doing this, Yan Jiefang spoke hesitantly.

Yan Jiecheng paused, "If it was Sister Hehua, then Mom's behavior would naturally be wrong, but as a family member, even if Mom's behavior was wrong, we can't say she was wrong, understand?"

"Why?" The young Yan Jiefang didn't understand why others could say it was wrong, but they, as family members, could not say it was wrong.

Yan Jiecheng poked Yan Jiefang's forehead with his index finger and said, "You are so stupid. Who was Mom acting like that for yesterday? It was because of Jie Kuang and Jie Di. We are all Mom's children, so we can't stand against her, don't you understand?"

Yan Jiefang said, "Oh," and said, "Then is Sister Hehua right?"

"That's right, but she asked Mom to go to the police station to write a letter of guarantee, which is also embarrassing. Mom will be laughed at by the neighbors in the future." Yan Jiecheng's eyes were shining, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Ah! Then I won't play with Xiuxiu and Manman and the others anymore!" Yan Jiefang's face was puffed up like a little frog.

Yan Jiecheng saw it and said, "This is a matter between adults. You are a child, don't worry about it. Besides, you and Xiuxiu and Manman usually play together, and they will occasionally give you candy. Don't you want to eat candy?"

"Yes!" Yan Jiefang's eyes lit up when he mentioned candy: "Then can I still play with them in the future?"

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "Of course!"

"Oh! That's great! I can't bear to break up with these two friends. They still give us picture books from home, and they also give us some of the cakes that Sister Lotus gives them. They are so delicious!" Yan Jiefang was drooling as he spoke.

He suddenly remembered the rabbit that he hadn't cooked last night: "Brother, let's make soup with the rabbit you caught yesterday. Jie Kuang and Jie Di are in the hospital, they must need some nourishment."

"Okay! Once the steamed bread is ready, I'll go make it. Remember to watch the fire and don't let it go out!"

There were few delicious foods at home to eat, and Yan Jiecheng was very fond of meat. Besides, he was the one who caught the rabbit, and his younger brothers and sisters were in the hospital. Even if he stewed the rabbit, he believed that his parents would not say anything.

And even if I want to say something, the rabbit has already entered my stomach. I can just say a few words and you just listen.

After Yan Jiecheng finished cooking the rabbit, he ate it at home with his younger brother Yan Jiefang, then went to the hospital with the lunch box.

As expected, Yan Jiecheng received a lecture from his father Yan Bugui.

But despite the preaching, he and his brother and sister enjoyed the meal very much.

After the meal, Yan Jiecheng told him about his mother Yang Ruihua going to the police station to write a letter of guarantee.

Yan Bugui, who was originally smiling, suddenly fell into dismay. He glared at his eldest son and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

"I'm just thinking about ruining your mood for dinner, Dad!" Yan Jiecheng explained, "Dad, don't worry, Mom is fine. She just went to write a letter of guarantee. Sister Hehua didn't ask for compensation from our family."

Yan Bugui was so angry that he wanted to slap his eldest son with his shoe sole: "It's easy for you to say that, come and tell me, what's going on?"

Yan Jiecheng told the whole story in detail from beginning to end. Yan Bugui's face turned pale at first, but he felt much better at the end: "Widow Hehua is not a bad person, but your mother is really something. She is worried about her child, but she slandered the relatives of martyrs as being a scoundrel. She didn't even beat Yang Hehua up properly and then called the police to let her go to jail. Writing a letter of guarantee is the least she can do."

Yan Jiecheng found it very strange to hear what his father Yan Bugui said.

It feels like the sun is rising from the west.

"Dad, why didn't you speak up for Mom?!"

"Speak! What are you talking about!" Yan Bugui sat down on the stool, looked around at the two children still lying on the beds, his eyes full of loss and recovery: "It is indeed your mother who did something wrong. Our Jie Kuang and Jie Di said as soon as they woke up this morning that they hadn't eaten mooncakes for a long time yesterday, and they ate them because they saw that the little girl and the old lady were so kind."

"He passed out. Your brother Jie Kuang said that he heard those two rotten-hearted beggars talking while he was half asleep, saying that they wanted to sell him to the mountains. As for your sister Jie Di, she was sold to old bachelors as wives. Tell me, don't we owe Yang Hehua a great favor?"

"It's all my fault. I usually save some food for this conspiracy, so I never buy anything good for you kids to eat. That's why Jie Kuang and Jie Di are so short-sighted that they forget the danger when they see the good things."

When Yan Bugui finished speaking, he burst into tears.

Yan Jiecheng felt heartbroken when he saw this.