The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

Sure enough, a week later, Liu Haizhong received a notice of early retirement. However, after feeling depressed, he was sweating and happily went to complete the retirement procedures and go home to take care of his children.

As for Xu Damao, he was not demoted but was assigned to an unimportant department as deputy factory director. Like He Yuzhu, he basically had nothing to do.

In this way, time quickly came to the end of the year. This year, the factory notified in advance that workers could have three days off for the New Year. The workers were very happy to receive this news, because they had hardly had any holidays in all these years.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the workers went home one after another to prepare for the New Year.

In the afternoon, Yan Fugui and his son took the whole afternoon off to rest at home and finally stopped picking up rags. Before, Yan Fugui would accompany his son to pick up rags during the winter vacation and they would return home with a full load every day.

Just when everyone was chatting at their doorsteps about what to eat to celebrate tonight, an uninvited guest came to the door. He looked disheveled, with a haggard face, and what was even more amazing was that he had a limp. He came to the door of the Yan family on crutches, staring at Yang Ruihua with tears in his eyes.

"Who are you? You stink. Get out of here and stay away from my door." Yang Ruihua said with disgust.

Before the lame man could speak, an old lady named Chen in the distance said, "I'm talking to the Yan family. Look, he has a lame leg too. Could it be that he is your eldest brother who was recognized as a brother when he was picking up trash?"

"Yes, they are from the Yan family. They must be the brothers recognized by your boss Yan." Li Chunhua also mocked. They don't like the Yan family at all now.

"Bah, bah, bah, he's your brother, you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, just stay away." Yang Ruihua said angrily.

After scolding several people, Yang Ruihua looked at the cripple viciously and cursed, "I say, you dead cripple, get away from me, don't stand at my door."

Hearing Yang Ruihua scolding him, the lame man did not leave but burst into tears, "Ahhh, mom, I am your son Jiefang, ahhhh..."

Yang Ruihua felt dizzy when she heard the voice of "Mom". This voice was too familiar. Wasn't it her second son? So she asked quickly, "Are you Jiefang?"

"Mom, ah ah ah, it's me, I'm liberated, look, look, I'm liberated."

As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng pulled back his hair, revealing his forehead, and continued, "Mom, look, do you see clearly? I am Jiefang, I am your son, ah ah ah."

"Oh my god, it's such a relief. How did you become like this?" Yang Ruihua said with concern.

"Mom, it's hard to put it into words! Mom, ah ah ah..." Yan Jiefang continued to cry.

"Oh, Old Yan, Old Yan, something bad has happened. Liberation is back." Yang Ruihua shouted and entered the house.

At this time, people in the distance heard that it was Yan Jiefang, and then they all gathered around to watch me and join in the fun.

"Auntie, is this really Yan Jiefang?" Li Chunhua asked curiously.

"It looks a bit like him, but how did he become like this? And one of his legs is lame!" Aunt Chen asked in confusion.

"Hey, if he's not lame, how can he be Boss Yan's brother? I think it's because Yan Fugui always wants to take advantage of others, and God can't stand it anymore, so he punished their family with a pair of lame children. It would be even better if the third brother was also lame." Li Chunhua said with a smile.

In the Yan family's house, Yan Fugui was resting. He was pleasantly surprised to hear Yang Ruihua's words, but after the surprise, he was deeply angry. "You bastard, you ran away without a word, and you still know how to come back. Now I have to calculate the pension money for so many years. Not a penny less, yes, not a penny less, good enough to pay nine out of thirteen interest."

"Old Yan, we're back from liberation." Yang Ruihua ran in and said.

"I heard it. Where is he? I have to settle accounts with him." Yan Fugui said with a smile, "He is finally back."

Hearing Yan Fugui's words, Yang Ruihua was embarrassed. She could see that her son was in such a state, where would he get the money? It would be good if he didn't drag them down, so she said, "Old Yan, free him. He came back in a very embarrassed state, and, and..."

"What else? Tell me now?" Yan Fugui asked anxiously.

"He is still lame." said Yang Ruihua.

"What? Where are the people? Where are the people? I'll go check it out. Oh, what should I do?"

"At the door!"

Hearing someone at the door, Yan Fugui immediately rushed out. Behind him, Yang Ruihua called out, "Old Yan, talk to the child nicely. It seems that he has suffered a lot."

When he arrived at the door, Yan Fugui saw that his door was crowded with people, and a ragged lame man was standing opposite.

"Dad, ah ah ah..." Yan Jiefang started crying again after seeing Yan Fugui.

Yan Fugui was so angry that he wanted to explode, but when he saw his son like this and there were people at the door, Yan Fugui suppressed his anger and said, "Come in, this is a disgrace. Let's talk about it inside."

“Hey!”

After agreeing, Yan Jiefang limped in.

"What are you looking at? Go do what you should be doing." Yan Fugui yelled at the person at the door, and then walked straight home.

"Hey, why are you so angry? Isn't it just a cripple? Can't we just take a look?" Li Chunhua said dissatisfiedly, "You evil guy, it's really my fault that my son suffers. Come on, Auntie, let's go to the side and talk."

"Let's go. I don't want to see it either. But this Yan family! Haha, that's it." Aunt Chen said.

"Where are the people? Where are the people? How can I say that my family has been liberated and returned?" At this time, Yan Jiecheng from the next room ran out.

"He went back to your father's room, and he is also lame, just like you. It's all your father's fault." Li Chunhua said casually.

"Lame? No way?" Yan Jiecheng asked doubtfully. His focus now shifted to the word "lame". He really didn't take Li Chunhua's insult to heart.

"No! Let's go in and take a look." Li Chunhua said with a smile.

Hearing what Li Chunhua said, Yan Jiecheng immediately walked home.

Inside the Yan family's house, Yan Jiefang cried miserably, like a child who had been away from home for many years and finally found his mother. He cried for a long time, and Yan Fugui became impatient, "Cry, cry, cry, you still have the nerve to cry, tell me, tell me what happened? Where have you been all these years? And what happened to your leg?"

"Ahhh..." Yan Jiefang continued to cry.

"Old Yan, please keep your voice down. The child is very sad. He must have suffered a lot. Tell him to cry and then ask again." Yang Ruihua said while hugging Yan Jiefang with heartache. After all, she was the one who gave birth to him and raised him with great difficulty.

"Jiefang, Jiefang, just cry, it will be better if you cry. You kid, you are going to break your mother's heart! How could you be like this?" Yang Ruihua said, patting his back.

"Mom, I'm suffering, and your son is suffering too! Everything is gone in the earthquake, our home is gone, our wife is gone, and our children are gone. My Doudou was only eight months old, eight months old, he was so young, how could he die? And my Tianer, he just started to understand things, just started to understand things, he just started to understand things, he just started to understand..." Yan Jiefang said while crying.

On the side, the expressions of the three members of the Yan family were so interesting. Yan Jiecheng's face was full of sighs, Yang Ruihua's face was full of grief, and Yan Fugui was heartbroken. He had just clearly heard that he had two grandsons, two grandsons, and both were dead.

"Oh! God, why are you doing this to our Yan family!"

"Puff!"

Yan Fugui spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, then fell straight down.

"Old Yan!" Yang Ruihua screamed.

"Dad!" Yan Jiecheng also shouted.

Only Yan Jiefang was still sitting on the ground crying with a dead heart. At that moment, he only had his children in his heart. As for his father, haha, a man whose heart had been stabbed by a knife would not feel anything when being poked with a wooden stick.