Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

Just when he regained consciousness, he heard his father's voice again: "Three dollars? No, no, how can you be like this? People haven't even woken up yet, and you come in and ask for money."

At this time, Yan Jiekuang was completely sober: I said that I always felt like I forgot something yesterday, and I thought I had traveled through time. I felt uneasy during the New Year for the first time, but it turned out that I had forgotten such an important plot!

He quickly put on his tattered cotton jacket and went to Yan Bugui's room.

All I saw were three children kneeling on the ground, each holding a bowl and a pair of chopsticks in their hands.

Yan Jiekuang recognized the little boy in the lead at a glance. He was the famous "Thief Saint" Bang Geng in the courtyard.

Looking at this tough guy who couldn't be killed even by the Zhu Xian Sword, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Bang Geng, you can't just kneel down to wish your elders a happy new year. You have to kowtow three times. Otherwise, you won't get any lucky money."

Hearing Yan Jiekuang say this, Yan Bugui immediately felt something was wrong: "Jiekuang, what nonsense are you talking about..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Banggeng had already pulled his two sisters to kowtow three times.

Yan Bugui was so angry that he couldn't say a word, but since the other person had already kowtowed, he could only take out three dollars from the drawer.

Looking at the pair of trembling hands, Yan Jiekuang almost laughed out loud.

As soon as Banggeng got the money, he immediately pulled his two sisters and ran out.

Yan Bugui now pointed his finger at Yan Jiekuang: "Old Third, why are you butting in? Three dollars is enough for our family to eat for a week."

"Dad, I'm kneeling in front of you and won't leave. Why would you not give me anything if I don't kowtow to you?"

This question made him confused. Yes! He is kneeling in front of me, how can I not give it to him?

But Yan Bugui immediately remembered the money he had taken out and lay down on the bed in pain.

This scared Yan Jiekuang. He was afraid that something might happen to his father, so he quickly stepped forward to change the subject: "Dad, we are being retaliated against!"

"Why do you say that?" Hearing this, Yan Bugui calmed down a little and looked at Yan Jiekuang with a puzzled look.

"Think about it, how could a few kids think of this on New Year's Day? I guess it must have been Sha Zhu who ordered this, just to take revenge on our family."

Yan Bugui also figured out the matter and also believed that it was Sha Zhu who did it.

But even though I figured it out, I still can’t get the money back because I gave it out!

Seeing his father still sighing in bed, Yan Jiekuang did not continue to comfort him, but walked out the door.

The moment he turned around, the cold light in his eyes could not be hidden: "Silly Zhu, it seems that you didn't listen to what I said at all! In this case, don't blame me for being ruthless. If I don't treat you this time, I will have traveled through time in vain."

He didn't go to look for Sha Zhu, but went straight to Xu Damao's house.

"Brother Damao, please come out. I have something to talk to you about."

Seeing Yan Jiekuang looking for him, Xu Damao hurried out.

After two contacts, he now admires this little brother very much.

"How do you know Kuang?"

"Brother Damao, let's go out and talk. It's not convenient here."

Yan Jiekuang pulled Xu Damao and walked outside until they stopped in a deserted place.

"Today, Sha Zhu asked the three children of Widow Qin to come to my house early in the morning to pay New Year's greetings. They refused to leave unless they were given money. My father gave them three yuan before they left. Now they are lying on the bed in anger!"

After hearing what Yan Jiekuang said, Xu Damao instantly found resonance: "Shazhu, that bastard, also let three little bastards go to my house, and I also gave them three yuan. I was so angry."

Seeing Xu Damao's angry face, Yan Jiekuang felt that he had laid the groundwork: "I want to teach Sha Zhu a lesson, the kind that will make him feel bad, but I don't have any money. What do you think, Brother Damao?"

Hearing that Sha Zhu was going to be punished, Xu Damao immediately became excited: "You don't have money, but I do. As long as I can cure Sha Zhu, you can tell me how much you want to pay!"

Seeing Xu Damao's generous face, Yan Jiekuang immediately overturned his idea of ​​wanting a big unity card, and said, "At least 50 yuan. I can make Sha Zhu pay at least a few hundred yuan, or make him kneel down and kowtow in public."

Xu Damao's face was full of surprise. He simply didn't believe that anyone could do this. He knew Sha Zhu too well. No one except Widow Qin could get money out of him. It was even more unrealistic to want him to kneel down.

But when he thought of the two times Yan Jiekuang had come up with ideas and successfully dealt with Sha Zhu, Xu Damao's face showed a struggle.

After a moment, he took out 50 yuan and stuffed it into Yan Jiekuang's hand.

Even if there was the slightest chance of making Sha Zhu kneel down, he didn't want to give up.

Yan Jiekuang took the money and was about to leave when Xu Damao stopped him. He took out another 50 yuan from his pocket and said, "Jiekuang, this money is also for you. As long as you can complete the first one you mentioned, no matter how much you spend, the rest is yours."

Then Xu Damao looked serious, stared at Yan Jiekuang and said, "If...if you can really make him kneel down, Brother Damao will give you another hundred."

After saying this, Xu Damao turned around and left, very casually.

But Yan Jiekuang's eyes widened: He is raising the stakes! How much must he hate Sha Zhu!

Although he really wanted to earn another hundred yuan, he knew in his heart that it was almost impossible to make Sha Zhu kneel down.

I said this to Xu Damao just to get more money.

But he did not lie to the other party. Sha Zhu would definitely pay out several hundred dollars because Yan Jiekuang was ready to step forward and he would take action personally.

After collecting the money in his hand, Yan Jiekuang went directly to the supply and marketing cooperative: "Sister, please help me get 20 yuan of hard candy!"

The salesperson was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself: Whose child is this? He is so arrogant and spends 1000 yuan to buy candy.

Seeing the salesperson's look, Yan Jiekuang understood immediately and quickly explained: "This is for all the children in our compound. This year we are the advanced courtyard, so everyone pooled money to make the children happy!"

Yan Jiekuang was not afraid of being exposed. He only needed to keep it secret for today. Besides, these candies were originally given to children. It was just that his plan could not be revealed now.

The salesperson then felt relieved and packed five large bags of candy for Yan Jiekuang, each bag costing 200 yuan.

Walking in the alley carrying candies, he was the god in the hearts of all the children.

During this period, Yan Jiekuang gave candies to children from time to time. He has already become famous, and now there are a bunch of children following him and calling him Uncle Jiekuang.

He gathered the children together and said, "Little ones, uncle has some candy here, but I need your help before I can give it to you."

"Uncle Jie Kuang, what are you talking about? We will definitely do it."

The person who said this was Wang Xiaohu, who was most familiar with Yan Jiekuang. He was a brave man and had a lot of prestige among the children, so he agreed on behalf of all the children.

"Okay, uncle will give each of you a candy as a reward. Go and find all the people in our alley who are under the age of twelve and one generation younger than me." At this point, Yan Jiekuang was afraid that the group of children would not understand, so he explained: "Just find the children who call me uncle when you see me."

"Tell them that if they come over, they will get a candy."

After Yan Jiekuang finished speaking, each child received a candy and then hurried to find his or her friends.

Before long, a group of children gathered in front of him. They were so crowded that it gave people a headache.

Little ones, listen to me. As soon as Yan Jiekuang’s voice came out, all the children quieted down. It was more effective than their parents’ words.

"Uncle is a man of his words. Everyone gets a candy first."

After every child had received a candy, Yan Jiekuang confirmed the number of people present before continuing, "Little ones, if you just help your uncle, I will give you five candies each, and you can also get at least one dollar in lucky money. Do you want to do it?"