Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

When everyone heard the news, they all dispersed. At that time, there was no one idle in the village. Everyone said that there were many people working there.

Moreover, people in the village earn public money every day. If you don't go to work for one or two days, no one will say anything. But if the food you get is not enough for your family to eat, you can't blame the government then.

So even children who have just had their holidays will run to the fields to catch some small animals, and they can also cook and eat meat at home.

So the only people left were my second uncle, my eldest uncle, and my grandfather Zhang Youheng.

And some of the leaders who were just presiding over the meeting.

As soon as the village chief Zhang Yourong finished speaking, he went back downstairs and sat next to the secretary. He was discussing today's events, the impact of the events, and how to face tomorrow's interrogation with the secretary.

Ye Wenwu could tell from a distance that this secretary was definitely not an ordinary person, and he was very decisive in everything he did. Ye Wenwu guessed that he might be a veteran who had returned from the battlefield.

At this time, Grandpa Zhang Youheng walked over from the side, staring at Ye Wenwu and his two sons, Zhang Liguo and Zhang Lijun, with a dark face.

"Your mother raised you up and took care of you from head to toe, and you treat her like this. Aren't you afraid that people in the village will gossip about you and that your children will follow suit?"

Zhang Youheng had no choice because his wife was caught in public, and there was both witnesses and evidence.

However, if we want to resolve this matter, the best way is for the victim to forgive. As long as the two eldest sons do not hold their mother responsible, no matter what the village says, it will be useless. After all, it is a family matter, and it is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs.

"Grandpa, did you ask the wrong person? I remember that I gave 600 yuan to my uncle and second uncle to build a house. This was my investment in them, not a loan from them. This is not my uncle and second uncle's money, this is my Ye Wenwu's money, so grandpa, it seems that you haven't found the right person yet."

"There is one more thing you said, Grandpa. You are wrong. My uncles love their children very much, but they are not partial to them like you are. So the worry you mentioned is impossible to happen."

Ye Wenwu was standing by and wasn't going to just watch the fun, as his grandfather was almost putting his face close to his uncles.

Both my eldest uncle and second uncle had red faces and looked very aggrieved. This matter itself was my mother's fault, but as children, I really cannot blame my parents.

Grandpa Zhang Youheng glanced at Ye Wenwu with a sidelong glance, and said with a dark face and disdain:

"Who are you, little bastard? Who is your grandpa? Don't dream of trying to be related to me. I, Zhang Youheng, have never had a daughter."

Zhang Youheng was very disgusted with Ye Wenwu at this time. He didn't expect that this little beast would actually rescue his two eldest sons.

Originally, she was taking her son out and saw that he had some unusual movements due to what she said, but Ye Wenwu interrupted her. How could she not be angry?

Ye Wenwu shook his head and said with some mockery:

"Okay, I was wrong. I apologize to you, old man. I was so blind that I recognized the wrong person."

"Since you are not my grandfather, there is no need for me to be so polite. Your wife burned down my house. You decide how to compensate her. It's fine if you don't want to compensate. The village will handle it as it sees fit. I want to see if you can find a way to get your wife out."

Ye Wenwu hoped that the other party would not acknowledge him as his grandson. If it were not for his mother, he would not acknowledge him at all.

The key point is that my parents have passed away. I think they might ask me to recognize this, but they might not recognize this. I can only call them for now.

He didn't expect that the other party would not acknowledge him at all, so there was no need for Ye Wenwu to be so polite. Since he was not his grandfather, what was he afraid of? He had no scruples.

The eldest uncle Zhang Liguo and the second uncle Zhang Lijun beside them also changed their expressions. They did not expect that their father would not acknowledge Ye Wenwu as his grandson.

They also knew Ye Wenwu's temper. Since his father had already said this, there was no need for Ye Wenwu to spoil his father, and there was no possibility of him recognizing his father as his grandfather again. He secretly regretted it in his heart.

Especially the eldest uncle Zhang Liguo, he didn't want his nephew to be involved in this matter.

You know, he originally wanted to take on this task alone, and it wouldn't matter if his reputation was ruined.

Anyway, his eldest son has already followed Ye Wenwu to work in the city. It would be nice for him to buy a house and live in the city. There is no need to be criticized by the villagers.

As for this matter, I cannot let my second brother bear it. As the eldest son, I cannot bear it, let alone my second brother.

In addition, my second brother's family has two girls, and there is no one to carry on the family line. Even if she marries someone else, it will be difficult for her to get married because her reputation is ruined.

On the contrary, it would be fine for him. At worst, he could just pretend to be his son and use his connections to marry his sister to the city.

You can't always ask your nephew Ye Wenwu for help with everything. Once or twice is okay, but if you ask him too often, people will be afraid of you and your relatives will think you are troublesome.

"Okay, okay, you little beast, you think this is the city? This is Zhangjiazhuang, and I am Zhang Youheng. I want to see how the village handles it."

Zhang Youheng was furious. He didn't expect Ye Wenwu to be so tough and not give him any face.

Just like his mother, they are all the same, a bunch of ungrateful people.

After saying that, Zhang Youheng flicked his sleeves and walked towards his elder brother Zhang Yourong. When he saw that the village secretary had not left, his eyes lit up.

"Secretary, can this matter be negotiated? After all, we are all from the same village and have the same ancestors. There is no need to make such a big deal. Just give me, Zhang Youheng, a little face."

Zhang Yongheng didn't look like he was asking for help at all. He even communicated with the village's top leader on an equal footing.

He completely ignored the fact that his elder brother Zhang Yourong was giving cigarettes to the secretary.

The village secretary glanced at Zhang Youheng who was speaking, and said to the village chief Zhang Yourong with some displeasure:

"I'm sorry to trouble Village Chief Yourong with this matter. After all, this is a major matter for our village. I hope the village chief will put the overall interests of the village first and not let it be affected by certain people."

The village secretary left after saying this, without even paying any attention to Zhang Youheng.

Village chief Zhang Yourong also had a grim look on his face. He was so disappointed with his younger brother. His wife was like this, and he was like this too. Both of them had offended the secretary.

"Little brother, if you want to ask about your sister-in-law, go back."

He felt exhausted!