Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

At the end of the auction, Yan Bugui defeated all the other bids and successfully won the Jia family's house with a high price of 10.1 million.

However, when Yan Bugui returned to the courtyard, he showed no joy at all. His face was dull and his eyes were empty, like a clay sculpture. He said nothing the whole time and even ignored the neighbors who came forward to congratulate him.

"Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, what happened?"

The neighbors looked at the other two managers in confusion.

"Hi~"

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, sighed, did not answer, and just went home.

Yan Bugui's fate was entirely his own fault and he shot himself in the foot.

Yi Zhonghai now just wants to go back and be with his son, but he has no intention of getting involved in those trivial matters, let alone cleaning up his mess.

"The Third Master is so happy."

Liu Haizhong held back his laughter and excitedly explained to his neighbors what had happened at the auction.

"He made a big splash at the auction today.

He bought the Jia family’s house for 10.1 million yuan.

Such generosity, incredible."

Liu Haizhong had no sympathy for Yan Bugui.

Who made Yan Bugui disgusting in the first place, maliciously raising the price to compete with Liu Haizhong? He deserved it for miscalculating and getting himself into trouble later, and Liu Haizhong cannot be blamed.

"One thousand and ten thousand?!"

The neighbors who gathered around were all stunned when they heard this.

In 54, the first set of coins were still in circulation on the market, with relatively large face values. The average monthly salary in the old city was about yuan.

Ten million and one hundred thousand is nearly five years’ salary for an average person.

Although five years' salary may not seem like a lot, after deducting daily expenses for food, oil and salt, the amount a normal worker can save each month is very limited.

The total assets of most families in Beijing do not reach 10 million.

"Didn't the Third Uncle cry poor a few days ago?

Where did he get the 10 million?"

The neighbors came to their senses and immediately seized on Yan Bugui's weakness and criticized him harshly.

"Yan Bugui actually dared to lie to us, how despicable!"

"Yeah, how could such a person become the boss? He should be fired right away!"

For a while, the courtyard was bustling with people, filled with condemnation and abuse against Yan Bugui.

Seeing that the situation was deteriorating rapidly, Liu Haizhong was afraid of getting into trouble, so he didn't dare to stay and turned around and ran back to the backyard.

As soon as Yan Bugui returned to the courtyard, he locked himself in the room. He ignored the discussions of his neighbors and had no intention of coming out to explain.

Compared with the accusations from the neighbors, the bill of 10 million was the sharp sword that stabbed Yan Bugui's heart.

Lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, Yan Bugui felt very regretful. He should not have played around with Liu Haizhong.

Since the money is not as much as Liu Haizhong, just sell it and give up.

Why do you have to compete with Liu Haizhong?

Unfortunately, it was no use regretting, he could only find ways to fill the debt hole.

……

"Lao Yi, you must save me!"

After lying at home for a while, Yan Bugui felt that he could not just sit there and wait for death, so he took action and ran to Yi Zhonghai for help.

Yi Zhonghai has a high salary and a wealthy family, and now he is the only one in the hospital who can save Yan Bugui.

Yi Zhonghai held his son in his arms, turned his head and glanced at the panicked Yan Bugui, and said in a cold voice: "I can't save you, you have to figure it out yourself."

The last time Yi Zhonghai convened a general meeting to help Yan Bugui raise medical expenses, he had already ruined a lot of his reputation. He didn't want to be cheated by Yan Bugui again.

"Lao Yi, all my assets together are just over five million, and I only need another five million to make up the total.

Please be kind and lend me five million. I will pay you back in a few years."

Yan Bugui seemed not to have heard Yi Zhonghai's words and continued to beg.

Yi Zhonghai was upset after hearing this, so he put his son back into the cradle, turned around and pointed at Yan Bugui and shouted, "Yan Bugui, how dare you say such things to me!

Aren’t you crazy at auctions?

He insisted on having 10,000 more than Liu Haizhong to suppress him.

You shouted out the number one thousand and ten thousand yourself, and it’s your own fault that you ended up like this!

Go back, I won't lend you a penny, let alone five million!"

Borrowing money was impossible, not to mention whether he could take out such a large sum of money at once. Even Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to take such a risk.

It is easy to lend money but difficult to get it back.

Haven’t you seen countless cases of people collecting debts until the end of time?

Yi Zhonghai still needs to save money to raise his children, so he can't give his savings to Yan Bugui to squander.

"If you don't save me, I'll be put in jail.

We have been neighbors for more than ten years, can you bear it?"

Yan Bugui asked in a sad voice.

"Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven.

You have to bear the consequences of your own sins.

If you go to jail, it's you who will go to jail. What does it have to do with me?

Get out of here now, don't stay here and get in my way!"

Yi Zhonghai issued an ultimatum that if Yan Bugui did not leave, he would expel him by force.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are so cruel!

Don't forget, we were in jail together a few days ago, how come you..."

Before Yan Bugui could finish his words, Yi Zhonghai picked up a stick from the table and hit him on the head.

"Oops~"

Yan Bugui was hit and screamed in pain, and had to retreat outside the house.

"Humph!"

Yi Zhonghai dropped the stick, snorted coldly, closed the door tightly with his backhand, and no longer paid attention to what was happening outside.

Yan Bugui stood at the door of Yi Zhonghai's house and stared for a while. Seeing that the other party was hard-hearted and refused to help, he could only think of other ways.

Turning his head and glancing around the central courtyard, Yan Bugui's eyes quickly locked onto a new target.

……

"Boom, boom, boom..."

He Yuzhu was talking to his wife in the room when there was a sudden knock on the door.

He Yuzhu comforted his wife with a few words, then got up and went out to check.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

Looking at Yan Bugui who was smiling at the door, He Yuzhu knew that trouble was coming, so he naturally didn't look happy and his tone was very cold and indifferent.

"Silly... that..."

Yan Bugui organized his words and was about to explain his purpose when he was interrupted by He Yuzhu.

“I heard that the third uncle spent 10 million to buy the Jia family’s house this morning.

If it's about that, then forget it.

I can't help you, please find someone else."

Yan Bugui was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that He Yuzhu already knew what happened in the morning.

Now he can't use the information gap to fool people.

“No, no.

I just had a small problem, and I want you to help pass on a message to Director Cheng."

Yan Bugui laughed awkwardly, rubbing his hands and whispering.

"Forget about the message. I advise you not to bother Brother Hao unless it's something important.

If you make him angry, the consequences will be serious.”

He Yuzhu didn't even give Liu Haizhong any chance and wanted to directly cut off his thoughts.

"Silly, I really can't do anything.

I can't come up with that much money. If you don't help me, I will be taken to police.

We have been neighbors for so many years, can't you be merciful?"

Yan Bugui pleaded with the last glimmer of hope.

"Bang!"

He Yuzhu did not reply, but took a step back and closed the door tightly, responding to Yan Bugui with practical actions.