Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

The three managers were in a good mood after successfully getting the money from Liu Dafu.

Even if they occasionally said a few words to each other, they just took it as a joke and there was not much malice, so the party was still very harmonious.

With a good mood, the appetite was good. The three of them devoured the food and drinks in no time and still felt a little unsatisfied after finishing them.

“The wine is gone, and the food is gone.

I shouldn't have listened to Old Yan this afternoon and bought so little food. How could it be enough for anyone to eat?"

Liu Haizhong, who didn't drink enough, licked the wine stains on his lips and couldn't help complaining.

Yan Bugui looked at the empty plates on the table and said with a sullen face, "How dare you say that? You two were the ones who ate the most happily. You ate it all in no time. And you still blame me?"

After the party, all the dishes were cleaned up. Yan Bugui didn't get any benefit at all and even had to clean up the dishes. It was a big loss.

“That’s about enough drinking.

I have to go to work tomorrow, and I'll probably be late if I'm drunk and can't sober up.

This is pretty good now. Go back and have a good sleep, get enough energy, and go back to the factory to work tomorrow."

Yi Zhonghai was very satisfied with tonight's party.

Now he is the only one at home with a child who hasn't learned to walk yet, and there is no one to help him when he gets drunk.

"Let's go, let's go. Next time, buy more food and drinks and have a good drink."

Having finished eating, Liu Haizhong didn't plan to stay any longer and walked away with his bulging belly.

Yi Zhonghai followed closely behind him and walked towards home, leaving Yan Bugui alone sitting on the stool, looking at the mess on the dining table.

"Come out, all of you, come out and clear the table."

After drinking, Yan Bugui felt dizzy and just wanted to lie down and rest, so he left the housework to the children.

It’s not entirely a bad thing that the three of them ate everything cleanly. At least it was easier and less laborious to clean up.

Yan Bugui stood up with the help of the table and was about to go back into the house, but he found that the children in the inner room were completely silent, as if they hadn't heard what he said.

"Jiecheng, Jiefang, Jiekuang, Jiedi..."

Yan Bugui frowned and pointed at them one by one from biggest to smallest.

"Stop pretending to be asleep, wake up.

Clean up your things now!"

It was a quiet night outside, and Yan Bugui's voice echoed in the house, sounding very harsh.

However, even though he shouted so loudly, the children still did not move.

Due to the alcohol, Yan Bugui's face turned red and his temper became irritable. He turned around and looked around the room, walked to the cupboard, took out a feather duster, and walked towards the children aggressively.

He was shouting so loudly that he should have been woken up even if he was asleep. But there was no movement, so he must be playing dumb.

Such behavior is tantamount to challenging Yan Bugui's authority as the head of the family.

On normal days, Yan Bugui, who prided himself on being a cultured man, could convince others with reason, but now that he was drunk and his brain was not working, he had no choice but to convince others with force.

Hearing Yan Bugui approaching, Yan Jiecheng suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed them pretentiously, yawned, and said, "Dad, what's wrong? Why don't you sleep so late? We still have classes tomorrow."

Yan Bugui didn't waste any words. He pointed the feather duster at the messy dining table and said coldly, "Go clean it up."

"Oh, Dad, it's so late. I'm very sleepy. Let's clean up tomorrow."

The reason why Yan Jiecheng argued with his father was because of benefits.

The most miserable person tonight was not Yan Bugui. At least he enjoyed the wine and food.

The ones who suffered the most were the children of Yan Bugui's family.

They had been looking forward to it for the whole night, thinking that they could get some benefits while cleaning up the battlefield. But who knew that Liu Haizhong and the other two ate up all the food and drinks, not even leaving a single peanut.

This really hurt Yan Jie a lot.

The Yan family members all like to calculate, and there is no benefit, so Yan Jiecheng and his friends are certainly unwilling to do anything.

So he made excuses to his father and expressed his protest.

"You, and you little bastards."

Yan Bugui pointed a feather duster at Yan Jiecheng, then at the other three children, and said angrily, "Don't you know how much money you stole from me when I was not at home?

Now you dare to argue with me!"

Yan Bugui understood the children's psychology very well, but the more he understood, the angrier he became.

According to Yan Bugui, since he had spared a few children yesterday, they should be grateful. How could they dare to ask him for benefits?

"Dad, what you said is wrong.

We didn't steal your money, we borrowed it.

From now on, the four of us will have to pay it back with interest."

Yan Jiefang sat up and corrected himself.

Yan Bugui did not pursue the matter of his children stealing the family savings because they were still young, unable to work, and without income, and now there was no way they could return the money.

Therefore, Yan Bugui decided to put it in the account first and deal with it later when they grow up and have income.

"Hey, you heartless little bastard!

I'd be glad to lend it to you.

If you don’t believe me, go out and try and see who is willing to lend you money for so many years.

If it were someone else, he would have been sent to a juvenile detention center long ago!"

Yan Bugui threatened, waving a feather duster.

"Then you can just send us to juvenile detention.

Our living conditions are worse than those in a juvenile detention center.

It would be great if we could all be sent to a juvenile detention center and save on food and clothing."

Yan Jiecheng snorted coldly and sighed with a curled lip.

"Snapped!"

Yan Bugui suddenly became furious and picked up a feather duster to hit Yan Jiecheng on the head.

"Little bastard, do you know what a juvenile detention center is?

With your small body, you will be bullied to death if you go to juvenile detention.

You said that my home is worse than a juvenile detention center, and I have raised you for nothing for so many years!"

"Ah~ Stop hitting me, stop hitting me~"

Yan Jiecheng raised his hands to block and rolled off the bed to avoid his father's attack.

Yan Jiecheng was just being rude and said a few sarcastic words to vent his dissatisfaction, but he didn't have the courage to confront his father.

Yan Bugui ignored his son's pleas for mercy. In a rage, he chased after him, swinging a feather duster vigorously, leaving red marks on Yan Jiecheng's body.

"And you little bastards, are you trying to pick a fight with me? Are you pretending to be asleep?

Look at how I deal with you!"

Yan Bugui was not satisfied after beating his eldest son, so he turned around and started beating the remaining three children.

Yan Jiefang was beaten so hard that he staggered, and Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi, who were lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, were beaten so hard that they screamed loudly.

For a moment, the wailing of the four children in the Yan family's house continued, one after another, like a piece of music.

In the end, the four children could not bear the beating any longer and fled out of the house into the darkness without even bothering to put on their shoes.

"You little bastards, if you can, don't come back!"

Yan Bugui stood at the door and shouted while holding a feather duster.

Looking at the children running outside, Yan Bugui, who was furious, turned around, slammed the door shut, and actually locked the four children outside the house.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Seeing the door closed, Yan Jiefang stared at Yan Jiecheng with wide eyes.

The rebellion against his father that night was planned by Yan Jiecheng. Now that such a big trouble has been caused, it is up to him to remedy it.