The Beginning of Siheyuan Blackmailing Yi Zhonghai

The Yan family suddenly became quiet again, and you could hear a pin drop.

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiecheng in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

He never expected that under his teaching, his son would actually make such an unreasonable request to divide the family.

"Boss, what nonsense are you talking about? You are the eldest in the family, why are you dividing the family? Your father and I are not dead yet!"

At this time, the three aunts rushed in and broke the awkwardness.

Yan Jiecheng remained unmoved and very determined.

"Mom, I have decided on this family. I can't let my child grow up like me, counting pickled vegetables all day long. I don't want him to be schemed against under my dad's nose."

"What have I done to you? I just want a little more living expenses. Isn't it the same for every family?" Yan Bugui said hurriedly.

"Yes, Yu Li and I, you want 22.5 yuan for living expenses, why don't you take our entire salary?"

"We can discuss it. It's not a dead end."

This time, Yan Jiecheng exploded with a purpose.

"What are you negotiating about? I used to pay 11.5 yuan a month for living expenses, including the 7.5 yuan I received after the liberation, which makes 19 yuan a month. But from the beginning of the month to the end of the month, I can't even eat meat! I can barely eat fine grains. Is this what you want to negotiate?

There are seven people in your family, and everyone has a ration. You exchanged four or five kilograms of meat coupons and dozens of kilograms of fine grain coupons for money and coarse grains every month. Is this your negotiation?

I paid so much for living expenses, why should I count the pickled vegetables and eat steamed bread all day long! Why should I eat your dried fish as meat all day long? Why should I eat the meat of others all day long?

I don’t want to live like this anymore!”

Every word Yan Jiecheng said seemed to hit Yan Bugui and the third aunt hard in their hearts.

If possible, who would like to live like this?

The two of them seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant, but at this moment, they had to hold on.

Yan Bugui pointed at Yan Jiecheng, his hands trembling a little.

"Xie Cheng, you have really grown up and become a father. I want to ask you, have you forgotten those years when you didn't have enough to eat?

Look at your brother and sister. These two are in school, and one of them has to get married, find a job, and buy a house. I ask you, which of them will have a lot of money to spend in the future? If I don't live frugally, will it be okay?"

"Save money? How come you saved money and still caused the family to suffer from hunger for hundreds of dollars? What about the money you saved in the past? Calculate it yourself, calculate it yourself, how much money you have lost? I'm afraid that if we don't divide the family, you will lose the house."

Yan Jiecheng was merciless and poked directly into Yan Bugui's lungs.

Sure enough, when Yan Bugui was told about losing money, his heart began to twitch.

From being cheated by Wang Tiedan, to being cheated repeatedly when buying medicine, to taking advantage of Xu Damao and being fined, to taking advantage of Liu Haizhong and being cheated, he remembered every single one of them.

The family originally had more than 1,000 yuan in savings and some valuable treasures hidden away, but now, not only is it all gone, but they also owe Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai 300 yuan.

How can I not feel sad?

When the third aunt saw that Yan Bugui was defeated, she took over.

"Big brother, don't talk to your father like that. He's doing this for the family. Without him, you wouldn't exist. Without his frugality, there wouldn't be this family. You're being unfilial, you know that. If others knew about this, they would criticize you."

"Mom, why am I unfilial? Many people split up the family after getting married. I didn't say I won't give you money for your retirement. I just want to go out and live alone. What's wrong with that?"

Yan Jiecheng remained firm. He had calculated clearly that with two salaries for Yu Li and her family of three, things would be better than they were now.

So, the family was divided.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The third aunt wanted to say something else, but Yan Bugui at the side suddenly spoke again.

"Divide it, divide it. If you want to divide it, you can! Ruihua, go get the little notebook at the bottom of my box, the one with red cover."

"Ah~ Boss, do you really want to go get it?"

Others don’t know what is written above, but Aunt Three knows it very well, so she is hesitant.

"Go quickly! It's already this late. How can you not explain it clearly? Go quickly!"

Yan Bugui said this with gritted teeth, it is impossible to divide the family business, it is too embarrassing, and Yan Jiecheng must be subdued.

"Okay, I'll go."

The three aunts went straight to the inner room.

Yan Jiecheng, who was standing by, felt a jolt in his heart and immediately had a bad feeling.

Yan Bugui has the habit of keeping accounts, but he doesn't know what is recorded in the red book.

But now that we have come to this, we have no choice but to move on.

After a while, the third aunt handed a red leather notebook to Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui glanced at Yan Jiecheng and turned to the first page. At the top was clearly written a line of large characters: Yan Jiecheng's Childcare Record (0-17 years old)

Below is the directory, which covers food, clothing, housing, transportation, entertainment, illness, education, etc., and is divided very carefully.

Yan Bugui opened the second page, which was the first major category: clothes.

"You want to separate and live on your own? Fine, your mom and I don't want your pension money, just return our child support to us.

The first item is clothes. Since you were born, every stitch and thread on your body was given to you by your mother and me. I remember it clearly. For the first ten years, I gave you 100 yuan. Now, I won’t ask for more, 500 yuan.”

"What kind of clothes? How can they be so expensive?" Yan Jiecheng said angrily.

Yan Bugui glanced at his eldest son with disdain.

"Jie Cheng, don't be dissatisfied. There are four children in the family, and you had the best childhood. What kind of family was ours back then? Have you forgotten that we even hired a nanny to take care of you? That was all money."

Yan Jiecheng's face suddenly turned ugly.

He started to remember things when he was six years old. Before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, his Yan family ran a small business. They were not rich, but they were definitely better off than ordinary families.

Back then, the damn regulations did not allow rice, flour, and wheat to be circulated on the market, but the family could still get some from time to time. Those were all obtained with great difficulty by Yan Bugui.

Thinking of this, his face became even uglier.

Yan Bugui turned to another page and continued, "From the time you were ten years old until you started earning money at the age of seventeen, that's six years. I'll give you thirty yuan, which isn't much. The total cost of clothing is five hundred and thirty yuan."

This time Yan Jiecheng didn't say anything. He had very clear memories of the period after the founding of the People's Republic of China. He mostly wore his old clothes and indeed bought very few clothes.

At this time, he couldn't help but look at Yan Jiefang and the other two.

Three years new, three years old, and three years of mending, they all wear their own clothes.

At this time, Yan Bugui had already turned to the next page.

"The second item is food and drink. When your mother gave birth to you, she was not in good health, so she hired a nanny who paid three dollars a month to take care of you for two years."

At this time, Yan Jiecheng no longer had the patience to listen, and he interrupted Yan Bugui directly.

"Dad, just tell me how much it is in total!"

Yan Bugui simply closed the notebook and handed it to Yan Jiecheng.

"Not much, just 3,543.80 yuan. If you have any questions, you can ask me!"

After saying that, he went straight back to the bedroom.

It would only bring tears if he talked too much. He was no longer in the mood to stay outside.