The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

After groping for a while, Yan Fugui took out a stack of money and a passbook from his chest.

Then he said, "I have 156.72 yuan in cash, and 1,600 yuan in this passbook. I don't have any more. I'll give it to you and your wife. Don't make a big fuss about my funeral. Just bury me and your mother together and burn some paper money."

"That's impossible, Dad. If you really die, I will definitely give you a grand funeral." Yan Jiecheng said with the look of a filial son and grandson.

"Yes, Dad, it will definitely be done. We can't let others laugh at us." Qin Jingru also agreed, staring at the money and passbook in Yan Fugui's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh! Forget it. It's meaningless. You can't bring it with you when you are born and you can't take it with you when you die. I, your dad, never believe in superstition. Here, take it!" Yan Fugui said.

As he said that, he handed the money in front of the two of them. Before Yan Jiecheng could make a move, Qin Jingru took it first, "Dad, I'll take care of the money. This money is just right. You can keep it for taking care of Jiefang, and for your granddaughter's recruitment of a son-in-law. We need money!" Qin Jingru said with a smile.

"Well, it would be good to have a live-in son-in-law. Firstly, he will carry on the Yan family's legacy. Secondly, you two will have someone to rely on when you are old. That's it." Yan Fugui said weakly.

The moment he handed over the money, it seemed as if something had drained Yan Fugui's strength. All of a sudden, he felt weak all over and leaned limply on the quilt.

"Dad, then you take a rest. Jingru and I will go cook for you." Yan Jiecheng said with a smile.

"Go! Don't forget to give your brother a bite. I don't care."

After saying this, Yan Fugui closed his eyes weakly.

So, soon, Yan Jiecheng and the other person returned to their room.

"Jiecheng, do you think Dad has taken out all the money?" Qin Jingru asked as soon as she got home.

"I guess he took it all. I calculated his income over the years. Even if he could save a lot, it would only be about this much. He taught me, so I'm quite good at this." Yan Jiecheng said with a smile.

"Haha, just take it all out. Your dad is quite good at saving money. It's not bad to have so much." Qin Jingru said happily.

"Yes, the old man is finally sincere to me this time, but it's not good to force me to swear." Yan Jiecheng said dissatisfiedly.

"Hey, who is that person? What era is it now? You still believe in that? Just do what you should do. It's not hard to keep a useless person! Just let him fend for himself! Maybe there will be kind-hearted people to take him in after you drive him out." Qin Jingru said.

"Haha, that's right. I hope they meet a kind person!" Yan Jiecheng said.

"Jie Cheng, you said that the old man came back that day..." Qin Jingru asked.

"I can't tell. Maybe it's just a matter of a few days. We still have to treat him well. I think it will only take a few days. Maybe he still has something else up his sleeve. Don't do anything rash."

"Okay, it's settled. It'll only take a few days. For the sake of the house and the money, I'll... hehe," Qin Jingru said with a smile, "I'll go withdraw the money that afternoon and put it in my account book to save trouble later."

"Okay, that's settled."

……

Sure enough, that night, when Yan Jiecheng brought food to Yan Fugui, he found that he had passed away.

Feeling that Yan Fugui's nose was not breathing, Yan Jiecheng pushed it a few times, only to find that his body was stiff, as if he had been dead for a long time, and there was no heat in the quilt at all.

"Dead?" Yan Jiecheng said to himself.

"Dead, dead, dead..." Yan Jiefang next to him suddenly shouted.

"Hey, you psychopath, you didn't even cry when your dad died, just stay away." Yan Jiecheng said angrily.

"Eat, I want to eat." Yan Jiefang shouted.

"Eat, eat, eat. Go ahead and eat!"

As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng pushed the rice on the table to the ground, and in an instant the noodles in the bowl scattered all over the floor.

“I want to eat.”

As he spoke, Yan Jiefang lay on the ground and randomly picked up the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

"You are like a dog, how dare you think about my wife? You deserve to be called a psychopath." Yan Jiecheng cursed.

After cursing, he got up and went to inform Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru was extremely happy when she learned the news of Yan Fugui's death, so soon, the two of them dug out the white cloth used when Yang Ruihua died and decorated the room. Before it was dark, Yan Fugui was lying in the thin-skin coffin at the door.

Hearing the noise in the yard, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao walked out. When they saw the coffin, they understood everything instantly.

"Yan Fugui passed away?" Xu Damao asked with a smile.

"That's right! Otherwise, do you think it was Yan Jiefang?" He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Haha, it's not far away. Once I die, that lunatic will be an orphan and will definitely starve to death. Do you think Yan Jiecheng and his wife will take care of him?" Xu Damao concluded.

"Hahaha, you are smart. I thought so too." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"It's a good deal for that old bitch Qin Jingru. She didn't expect that she would get everything from the Yan family." Xu Damao said unwillingly.

Seeing Xu Damao's expression, He Yuzhu said sarcastically, "Why? You are so old and still thinking about your little thing with her? You are such a bitch, why bother?"

"Haha, I just feel unhappy that the bad guys got the property." Xu Damao said bluntly.

"Haha, are you a good person? Or am I a good person?" He Yuzhu laughed, "Good people die without a complete body in this yard."

"Hahaha, that's right. The good guy died a long time ago. There are really no good people in our hospital."

"But do you think Qin Jingru will be able to get Yan Fugui's property safely?" He Yuzhu said with a smile, "I don't think so."

"Oh?" Xu Damao asked in confusion, "You mean the psychopath will come to his senses?"

"That's not the case. Don't forget that there are two more in the Yan family?" He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Are you talking about Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi?" Xu Damao asked, "Didn't we hear nothing about those two after they went to the countryside?"

"That's because it's not time for him to show up yet. If it's too early, we'll have to support Yan Fugui! Don't worry, they must be watching Yan Fugui in that corner! He will definitely show up in a few days." He Yuzhu smiled. He knew that for every simple character in the Yan family, perhaps in a few days, a bunch of filial sons and grandchildren would appear in the Yan family.

"Is it true?" Xu Damao said in disbelief, "Who notified them?"

"Have you forgotten? How many of the people who went to the countryside with them have returned? It's just a matter of making a phone call." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"I still don't believe it." Xu Damao said.

“Five bottles of Moutai? What for?”

"What's wrong with that? I just want to watch the fun. I can afford to lose. I can't wait to serve the wine!" Xu Damao said indifferently.