Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

As the news spread, many neighbors wanted to come to the Jia family to watch the fun.

But the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jia family had been busy all night, so they naturally closed the door and went to sleep. Everyone could only lean on the window to take a look, and then they all dispersed and waited for the Jia family to show up.

It's late afternoon.

Only then did the Jia family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law get up and open the door.

Qin Huairu was making a fire and cooking in the corridor, while she thanked and laughed it off to the neighbors who came to inquire about the news, explaining that the security department had made a mistake in what happened last night.

Not long after dinner, Qin Huairu walked through the front yard carrying a cloth bag. When Yan Bugui saw her walk into the front yard, he came forward like a cat smelling fish.

"Huai Ru, look at that bicycle - I have to ride it to school tomorrow!"

Qin Huairu looked at Yan Bugui, who came up to her with a big smile on his face and pointed at the bicycle in the corner, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, I'll go buy you a wheel right away."

After saying that, Qin Huairu left this useless old man behind and walked towards the courtyard gate.

If it was Lao Yi, an old man, who accompanied her to the steel mill last night, she said she would not have suffered the disaster that followed!

So he also had some resentment towards Yan Bugui, but he couldn't say it out loud, and he couldn't blame him!

Yan Bugui ignored her indifference, smiled awkwardly and chased after her, saying, "Okay, I'll wait for you here!"

After seeing Qin Huairu out of the hospital, Yan Bugui returned to his bicycle with a happy face, but his expression became a little annoyed again.

"I'm the one who lost money. It's not just one wheel that's broken. The paint and the frame are all ruined..."

After squatting on the ground and stroking his precious horse for a long time, Yan Bugui put away the distressed look on his face and returned to his recliner. Before he lay down, he saw Li Muhua staring at him intently.

"What are you looking at? It was your Aunt Jia who broke my car last night. Qin Huairu should compensate me for the wheels, that's what she should do. What's so good about it?"

Yan Bugui said unhappily as he lay back on the recliner, imitating the three brothers, holding a book in his hand and reading with his eyes squinted.

After hearing this, Li Muhua sat up straight and said proudly, "Uncle, I'm not looking at this, I'm looking at why you haven't thanked my brother yet."

"What are you thanking me for?" Yan Bugui turned his head and glanced at Li Muhua from the side of the book and asked.

Li Muhua simply said: "Of course I have to thank my brother for guessing that Banggeng was hiding in the steel mill last night, otherwise you wouldn't have found him this morning?"

"What does this have to do with me? If you want to thank someone, it should be your Aunt Jia who should thank your brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Aihua next to him waved her hand and said, "No need to thank me. We are all neighbors. What's there to thank me for for such a small thing?"

Yan Bugui nodded, quite agreeing with what Li Aihua said. He liked Li Aihua the most because she had the spirit of a scholar.

There is nothing to fault about the eldest son of the Li family. He focuses entirely on studying and has never fallen out of the top five in the school even though he is the worst student. Judging from his grades, he will definitely be able to get into university and be assigned a decent job in the future.

Not only is he a good student, his personality is not dull at all. He is kind, gentle and talkative to others, and his interpersonal skills are impeccable.

She even did not fall behind in daily life. She could cook and take care of people, and she took good care of the three siblings.

She looks very dignified and upright, completely different from her fellow countryman Qinghua who has a rough appearance. She is likable at first sight and has a first-class reputation in the courtyard.

"No matter how good it is, it's useless because it belongs to someone else!" Thinking of this, Yan Bugui sighed and said in a distressed voice.

I was about to continue reading when I suddenly thought of my little daughter reading it.

"It doesn't matter if it's not my child. 50 and 52 are two years apart, they are just right for each other!" Yan Bugui was shocked by the thought, and he continued to mutter:

"Jie Kuang and his third son were both born in 51. They were classmates before. This is more appropriate. Besides, neither family loses out by exchanging marriages. It saves the betrothal gifts and dowry, etc."

Having muttered to this point, Yan Bugui could not help but sit up straighter. This was related to his family's future events for decades, so he could not help but think carefully and muttered:

"The Li family and my family have always had a good relationship, but the younger generations are not that close and can't play together. However, there are so many brothers and sisters in both families, so it's normal for each family to play with their own."

"But as long as I give them a push from behind and let them get closer to each other, and then I can build a relationship with Haifula when I have nothing to do, I can work on both sides at the same time."

"I am an old man, I have a say in the courtyard and can help their family. As long as I have this intention, the relationship between the two families will definitely be closer in the future. When they are old enough, will Li Haifu have the nerve to refuse me when I mention this matter?"

Muttering to himself, Yan Bugui sat up straight, regretting why he had not thought of this earlier. At this moment, he felt as if he had been in confusion for more than a decade and suddenly had an epiphany.

Although his muttering was low, Li Muhua heard the last few words and couldn't help asking, "What are you talking about, uncle? Do you want my dad to help you with something again?"

When Yan Bugui heard Li Muhua's question, he quickly shook his head and was so anxious that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

He looked at Li Aihua with a fiery gaze and asked, "Aihua, I see you haven't been busy recently. You know how well Jie Kuang and Jie Di performed, but they can't catch up with your little brother's previous performance."

"Now that Mu Hua can be taught by you, why don't you take some time to help Yida Ye teach them as well?"

Li Muhua's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said directly: "Old Yan, I said there is no one like you!"

"You are a teacher yourself, but you let my brother, a student, teach your own child instead of your own. Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you if I tell you this?"

When Li Aihua heard the two people talking about him, he turned his head and looked over here, but did not speak for a while, wanting to hear what Yan Bugui had to say.

"You don't understand our teachers. I've only taught math, and that's only third grade math. How could I know the seven or eight subjects they have in junior high school?"

"Look at the three of you. Your eldest brother Aihua has taught you so well. Especially Muhua, you have been taught by your eldest brother to the point where you can go to middle school now."

"How can you bear to see Jie Kuang and Jie Di's poor academic performance, and being compared with you by the neighbors in the compound all day long? Just consider it as helping me, your uncle!"

Yan Bugui stood up and dragged his recliner towards the three brothers, trying to get closer to them.

Li Muhua saw that he was determined to take advantage of his elder brother's free tutoring, so he quickly refused and said, "Old Yan, I say--"

"Snapped!"

Li Aihua clapped his hands, sat up and said, "You think you can call me Old Yan? You should call me Uncle!"

He first pretended to scold Li Muhua, then interrupted and said to Yan Bugui: "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to help you. You know that we have seven or eight subjects in junior high school. My father still insisted that I teach them two junior high school students and one elementary school student."

"You know that Qinghua and Muhua's grades have always been terrible. I won't say more. It will only bring tears. I still have to teach Yujie. I am busy all day long!"

After Li Aihua finished speaking, she patted her butt and stood up. Without giving Yan Bugui a chance to request again, she walked directly into Li Yujie's room with the novel in her hand.

"If you don't have time, then you can let Yujie teach my Jie Kuang and Jie Dian. I see Yujie's grades are pretty good too--" Yan Bugui said as he caught up with her.

Li Muhua quickly grabbed Yan Bugui and said, "What can she teach? She still needs big brother to teach her!"

Li Muhua patted his chest and offered himself, "Uncle, why don't you let me teach your son how to read books? I'm a good student, and I won't charge you any money. You can just give me a few meals on Saturdays and Sundays."

Seeing that Li Aihua had already entered the house, and hearing what Li Muhua said, Yan Bugui took two steps back and sat on the recliner. He looked at Li Muhua and said:

"You can't do it. You are younger than them. How can I let you teach them, not to mention feeding them? I'd better wait for your mother to come back and talk to her. She is kind-hearted and Aihua will definitely listen to her."

"Haha~~"

After hearing what he said, Li Muhua lay back on the chair with a disdainful smile, and then said: "Our family believes in freedom, democracy, and equality, and we will not listen to anyone else."

"Don't even mention that you went to my mom. It's useless even if you went to my dad. My eldest brother won't teach me if he doesn't want to, unless—"