Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

Yan Jiecheng retorted: "Raising children is the responsibility of parents. What does it have to do with me as a brother?"

Yan Bugui angrily scolded: "Yan Jiecheng, how come you are not as good as Sha Zhu, who knows how to raise his own sister..."

Yan Jiecheng said coldly: "The reason why Shazhu raised He Yushui was because He Daqing abandoned them and ran off with the widow, so he had no choice but to raise her."

"Dad, are you planning to abandon us and run off with the widow, too?"

"Asshole!

Yan Bugui was furious and his temples were throbbing.

Yan Jiedi supported Yan Bugui obediently and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Dad, don't be angry. When I get a job in the future, I will give all my salary to you!"

Yan Jiekuang quickly agreed, "Dad, when I start working, I will give all my salary to you!"

Yan Jiefang also wanted to agree, but when he thought about graduating soon, he swallowed the words back.

Yan Bugui pointed his halberd at Yan Jiecheng and said angrily, "Look at your brothers and sisters, and then look at yourself. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Yan Jiecheng glared at Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi and said coldly, "Remember what you said today. Don't go back on your words in the future."

Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi couldn't help but shrink their necks and rationally chose to remain silent.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui said sternly, "Yan Jiecheng, just tell me whether you are willing to increase your living expenses or not."

Seeing his father's expression, Yan Jiecheng knew that if he didn't compromise, his father might not help him get into the steel mill, so he asked reluctantly, "Then how much living expenses do you want?"

Yan Bugui blurted out, "Fifteen yuan a month."

Yan Jiecheng's pupils shrank sharply, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible. I'm just an apprentice in the steel mill, and my monthly salary is just 15 yuan. You want to go for yuan, then I might as well not go."

Yan Bugui looked surprised and asked, "Then how much do you want to give?"

Yan Jiecheng was silent for a moment, then said firmly: "I will give you 6 yuan per month at most."

Yan Bugui said firmly: "No, it has to be at least 14 yuan!"

"Impossible, the maximum is 6.5 yuan!"

"No, at least 13.5 yuan!"

"7 yuan!"

"13 yuan!"

After half an hour of arguing, the father and son finally settled on 10 yuan for living expenses.

Both father and son were not satisfied with the result. Yan Bugui thought Yan Jiecheng gave too little, while Yan Jiecheng thought Yan Bugui asked for too much.

Yan Jiecheng said indignantly: "Dad, go and tell Sha Zhu now to avoid any more trouble."

Yan Bugui responded bluntly: "Are you stupid? I just asked Sha Zhu for melon seeds and peanuts, and now I'm asking for a job. It would be strange if he didn't suspect me!"

Yan Jiecheng said with disdain: "It's not me who is stupid, it's Shazhu who is stupid, otherwise how could I be deceived by you so many times!"

Yan Bugui was furious and asked, "Yan Jiecheng, you unfilial son, is this how you talk to your father?"

"Did I eat all the food I got from Sha Zhu? Since you are so disgusted by my methods, don't eat the melon seeds and peanuts tonight."

Yan Jiecheng said calmly: "You can choose not to give me food, but when you get old, don't expect me to serve you!"

"You..." Yan Bugui almost couldn't breathe.

The third aunt hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Jiecheng, what are you talking about? You knew your father was just speaking in anger, but you took it seriously."

Yan Jiecheng snorted coldly and said nothing more.

After tonight's quarrel, the already weak affection between father and son became even weaker.

The second uncle’s house.

After Liu Haizhong came back from the steel rolling mill in a rage, he went straight back to bed. In layman's terms, he was so angry that he couldn't eat.

The second aunt finished cooking and shouted: "Lao Liu, get up and eat..."

Liu Haizhong said in a muffled voice: "I'm already full of anger, why would I want to eat?"

The second aunt advised: "You still have to eat. Only when you are full can you think of a solution. If that idiot Shazhu can be a leader, why can't you, who is so outstanding?"

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he suddenly felt enlightened, "Yes! If Sha Zhu can be a leader, why can't I?"

Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong jumped out of the bed, went to the living room and started eating.

Dinner was still the same old three things: scrambled eggs, shredded potatoes, and pickles.

Only Liu Haizhong, Wang Shufang and Liu Guangqi could eat scrambled eggs, while Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu could only eat shredded potatoes and pickles.

Liu Haizhong was a man from the old era. He inherited his father's bad habit of treating his eldest son as a treasure and the rest of his sons as weeds.

His father was originally a small landlord. He was the eldest son in the family, with four younger brothers and two younger sisters. His father only treated him, the eldest son, as a human being, and always beat and scolded his other brothers and sisters.

Later, the Japanese invaded the village and all his family members died. He was the only one who survived.

Although Liu Haizhong escaped death, he completely inherited his father's attitude towards his children. He only paid attention to his eldest son and ignored the other sons.

Seeing his elder brother eating scrambled eggs with gusto, Liu Guangtian couldn't help but want to pick some to try.

As soon as the chopsticks were put into the egg bowl, Liu Haizhong slapped him in the face, then skillfully pulled out his belt and started whipping Liu Guangtian hard.

"Ouch!"

"Dad, I was wrong, stop hitting me!"

"Wow... Dad, I was wrong. I will never dare to eat eggs again!"

The third aunt and Liu Guangqi ate their meal calmly without even raising their eyelids.

Liu Guangfu was silent and trembling, fearing that the belt would fall on him in the next second.

Liu Haizhong was filled with resentment because of He Yuzhu's matter. Now that he had found someone to vent his anger on, how could he not beat him up severely?

Liu Haizhong beat her for a full ten minutes before he stopped, feeling unsatisfied.

After beating his son, Liu Haizhong felt relieved and said happily, "Guangtian, can you help me analyze why Sha Zhu was promoted?"

Liu Guangqi rolled his eyes and said, "Don't everyone in the steel mill know this? Sha Zhu was promoted to deputy director of the canteen because he was promoted to a third-level cook."

Liu Haizhong shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. If whoever has good skills can be a leader, then Yi Zhonghai and I would have been leaders long ago."

Liu Guangqi said impatiently: "If you don't know the reason, then I don't know either. Instead of guessing here, why not ask Sha Zhu directly?"

"Snapped!"

Liu Haizhong slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that? Shufang, go get my treasured bottle of Wuliangye."

The third aunt pursed her lips and said, "Is there any need to be so anxious? It won't be too late to go after dinner!"

Liu Haizhong angrily said, "You know shit. Being an official is my lifelong dream. As long as I can become a leader, I am willing to go without food for three days."

"Just take it when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Seeing that Liu Haizhong was angry, Wang Shufang trembled slightly and hurried to get the wine.

Wang Shufang was still very afraid of Liu Haizhong because before Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu came into being, Liu Haizhong often beat her.

Because of this, when Liu Haizhong beat Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, she never tried to dissuade him, because she was afraid that Liu Haizhong would beat her instead of his sons.