Siheyuan: I just want to live

After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, the two families that had not yet arrived finally arrived. At this moment, the three old men walked out of the room hesitantly and hesitantly like young girls waiting to get married, and slowly sat down in their respective seats.

Yi Zhonghai, who was sitting on the main seat, glanced at the bustling crowd below with a sullen face, then picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said in a straightforward and emotionless manner: "Yes! Today's meeting of the whole institute was proposed by the third uncle of our institute. In this case, please let the third uncle tell everyone why we have to hold such a meeting of the whole institute."

In fact, Yan Fugui didn't need to say much, everyone knew it clearly in their hearts - it was because he had a fight with Aunt Jiang! What was even more unbelievable was that a man of seven feet tall couldn't even beat a woman! This matter was really embarrassing...

Yan Fugui, wearing glasses held together with tape, ignored the strange looks from the crowd below. Instead, he drank a sip of tea, then slammed the teacup on the table and said, "Everyone knows that there was a conflict between me and the Jiang family. Do you know why? Are the people from the Jiang family here? If they are, stand in the middle!"

Aunt Jiang, who was in the crowd, heard Yan Fugui's call and walked out of the crowd and stood in the small open space in front of the Eight Immortals Table.

Chen Feng watched this scene and remembered a joke on the Internet in his previous life. So he whispered to Xu Damao who was concentrating on eating meatballs, "Shouldn't we stand in the middle of the conflicting parties in our hospital? Why is Aunt Jiang alone today?"

Chen Feng changed the subject and said, "Does the current situation look like what is played in an opera? The county magistrate slams the gavel and then shouts, 'Who is the woman kneeling in the hall? How dare you sue me?'"

Xu Damao was eating meatballs with gusto, but when he heard Chen Feng's words, his movements suddenly stopped. He raised his head, glanced at the scene in the field, and muttered to himself: "Hmm... this scene is really a bit similar!"

At this moment, Xu Damao's eyes rolled, as if he had come up with an idea. He swallowed the meatball in his mouth with great effort, cleared his throat, and then deliberately pinched his throat and shouted loudly:

"Oh my, look, how can Aunt Jiang be allowed to stand out alone? Why doesn't Yan Fugui stand out with her?" His voice was sharp and loud, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

As soon as the voice fell, the whole scene suddenly became silent, and everyone was stunned! Then they all looked at the three uncles sitting at the eight-immortal table.

Yan Fugui, who originally wanted to say a few more words, seemed to be choked at this moment. He opened his mouth but could not utter a word.

Chen Feng turned his head in surprise and looked at Xu Damao, secretly exclaiming in his heart: "I didn't expect this guy to be so smart. He actually saw through the mystery with just a little hint!"

After hearing the voice, Xu's father cast his eyes towards Xu Damao without any hesitation. After all, blood is thicker than water, and even if Xu Damao deliberately changed his voice, he, as a father, could still easily recognize him.

But at this moment, a question came to Xu's father's mind: should he still keep Xu Damao as his son? If not, he had raised him for so many years. But he was too stupid to offend the three uncles with just one sentence.

If Yi Zhonghai and the others knew that it was Xu Damao who said those words, they would definitely beat Xu Damao to death! This would be a bit difficult.

Yi Zhonghai was a little embarrassed when he saw the eyes of the people below looking at him. After a moment, Yi Zhonghai said in a negotiating tone, "Third brother! How about you stand downstairs today?"

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Yan Fugui wanted to continue to sit at the Eight Immortals Table. After all, he felt that he had done nothing wrong. However, when Yi Zhonghai spoke again, he realized that he could not sit there stubbornly any longer.

So Yan Fugui stood up slowly and reluctantly, his movements seemed a bit slow and reluctant. As he stood up, he muttered to himself: "This Yi Zhonghai is really meddling in other people's business!" But on the surface, he pretended to be indifferent and walked to stand opposite Aunt Jiang.

After standing firm, Yan Fugui snorted coldly at Aunt Jiang. It seemed that he was demonstrating to her that he was not afraid of her. Aunt Jiang was not a pushover either. Seeing this, she immediately glared back without fear, revealing an unyielding look in her eyes.

Yi Zhonghai sat in the main seat, and had a full view of the two people's every move. He looked at the two people who were confronting each other and neither of them gave in, and his heart was filled with helplessness. He knew that if they were allowed to remain deadlocked like this, the problem would never be solved.

After taking a deep breath, Yi Zhonghai spoke in a calm but somewhat helpless tone: "Okay! Since Third Uncle has taken the initiative to stand down, let's not waste any more time and continue the meeting. Third Uncle, you tell me first! Why do you want to fight with Aunt Jiang?"

The third uncle said without hesitation, "Director Wang came to deliver meat to our hospital today. I was not at home, so the Jiang family took all the meat. I went to ask for it after get off work. The Jiang family's bitch even hit me with a broom!"

"How dare you, Old Man Yan, fart so blatantly here! These are clearly gifts from Director Wang to our family, but you insist that they are for the hospital! Do you still have any shame? Pah! You are shameless!"

Aunt Jiang started to refute Yan Fugui as soon as he finished speaking. Yi Zhonghai also had a headache watching Aunt Jiang cursing below.

But Yi Zhonghai was also wondering why Yan Fugui knew in advance that the Street Office was distributing meat, but he didn't know. So he curiously asked Yan Fugui, "Uncle, how did you know that the Street Office was going to distribute meat?"

The third uncle was helpless against Aunt Jiang's scolding. After all, he claimed to be a cultured person, how could he scold others? Wouldn't that be insulting? Besides, he couldn't scold Aunt Jiang, so he was relieved when he heard Yi Zhonghai's question, and hurriedly said, "Chen Feng told me that the street office will distribute meat today!"

When Yi Zhonghai heard that Chen Feng was involved in this matter, his head hurt even more. He finally understood that as long as Chen Feng was involved, it must not be a good thing!

Since the third uncle said that it was Chen Feng who told him, Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to call Chen Feng out to ask.

So he shouted to Chen Feng who was eating, "Chen Feng! Chen Feng, stop eating. I want to ask you a few questions!"

Chen Feng sighed in the crowd. He had guessed this result before the meeting. I thought you had gotten away with it, but I didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to call me out anyway.

Chen carefully handed the bag of meatballs to Xu Damao, and told him to keep it properly, because it was inappropriate to hold food in his hands at this time and place. Then, he struggled to squeeze out of the crowded crowd, walked straight to the central open area, and stood firmly.

As soon as Chen Feng stood firm, Yan Fugui rushed over like a hungry tiger, grabbed Chen Feng's arm tightly, and asked angrily, "Didn't you tell me this morning that Director Wang would come to our yard later to distribute meat to everyone?"

Chen Feng stared at his tightly grasped arm and pulled hard several times but failed to break free. Yan Fugui's ruthlessness was shocking. After hearing Yan Fugui's questioning, Chen Feng hurriedly shook his head and said in a hurry: "That's not the case. You must have heard it wrong. I never said that!"

When Yan Fugui heard Chen Feng's words, his expression became even more anxious, and he said hurriedly, "You clearly said it this morning, why are you denying it now? How could you do this?"

Chen Feng looked at the anxious Yan Fugui and said calmly, "What I said this morning was that the subdistrict office had prepared a batch of meat to distribute. I secretly heard that there was a list of names from our hospital! It didn't say that the meat would be distributed to everyone!"

"Yeah! What's the difference?"

"Of course there is a difference. The subdistrict office does have meat, and Director Wang has also come to our hospital! But the meat is for the families of military martyrs, not for everyone!"

Chen Feng also patiently explained to Yan Fugui, but Yan Fugui did not give up and asked, "Why do only the Jiang family have it, but you and the deaf old lady in the backyard don't have it?"

Chen Feng still said calmly, "My family didn't have any because I didn't ask for them! As you know, our company distributed the New Year benefits today. There will definitely be no shortage of money during this period, so I kept a bag of peanuts and a bag of melon seeds."

"As for why the deaf old lady didn't have it, you should ask Director Wang. I don't know either!"

When talking about the deaf old lady, Chen Feng's tone was somewhat joking. He also raised an eyebrow at Yi Zhonghai who was sitting in the main seat.

Without paying attention to the expression on Chen Feng's face, he unconsciously loosened his grip on Chen Feng's arm after hearing the truth, and his body leaned backwards.

Chen Feng felt the force on his arm disappear, and he didn't care about provoking Yi Zhonghai. He looked back and was shocked by Yan Fugui's condition, and hurriedly supported him to prevent him from falling.

Yan Fugui was helped by Chen Feng, and he came back to his senses and stood firmly. Then he waved to Chen Feng to show that he was fine.

Yi Zhonghai, who was sitting in the main seat, felt that today's meeting could not continue. If it continued, something big would happen. He had only been promoting the deaf old lady as a military martyr's relative for two years, and it seemed that Chen Feng was about to expose it.

Yi Zhonghai said quickly, "Today's incident is all a misunderstanding! It was Uncle San who made the mistake! As for the deaf old lady, she told the street office a long time ago that she didn't want any condolences. Now it's quick."

Yi Zhonghai quickly defined the matter, and then made up the story that the deaf old lady was a military martyr's relative.

Yi Zhonghai then said to Yan Fugui, "Uncle, apologize to Aunt Jiang. I think we should just let this matter go!"

When Yan Fugui heard what Yi Zhonghai said, he mechanically bowed to Aunt Jiang and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you!"

Then he turned around and walked home like a sleepwalker, forgetting even to take the teacup on the table. Yan Jiecheng hurriedly stepped forward to take the teacup away and chased after him.

When Aunt Jiang saw Yan Fugui, who was in a daze, she had nothing to say and turned around and left.