1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

"Weiguo, what are you doing? Why are you fighting? We can talk about what we have to say. Why are you using such heavy hands? What has my family done to you?"

"And Dahe, are you guys planning to gang up on my Jie Cheng?"

Yan Bugui's face was filled with anger. No matter how bad Yan Jiecheng was, he was still his eldest son!

The third aunt helped her eldest son up with a distressed look on her face: "My old Yan is right, we should talk about the matter, why did you do such a cruel thing? Jiecheng, are you okay?"

"hiss……"

Yan Jiecheng touched the bleeding corner of his mouth and shook his head gently, but he said nothing. He just looked at Li Weiguo meaningfully.

"This kid has a really strong fist!"

Li Dahe and his men had just had time to take action. They didn't know the specific reason, so they stood behind Li Weiguo without saying a word.

There were more and more people around. At that time, people in the courtyard had not gone to work yet. Everyone heard the noise and came out to see what was going on.

When Grandma Li heard Li Weihong crying, she rushed over from home.

"What's wrong? Who bullied my Honghong?"

The old lady picked up her granddaughter and felt extremely distressed.

"Grandma, buns, he's grabbing buns..."

Li Weihong sobbed, her face covered with tear marks.

"Don't cry, grandma's good granddaughter, don't cry..."

Seeing her granddaughter’s voice changing as she cried, Grandma Li felt even more distressed.

Wang Guifang and Wang Dahahua also came over and coaxed Li Weihong in a low voice.

Wang Dahua couldn't help but curse: "You even bully a child, how shameless..."

She doesn't care. No one can mess with her family.

Behind Grandma Li was a series of Li family members, including Grandpa Li, the village chief, and Li Dajiang. They looked anxious and walked towards Li Weiguo.

"Weiguo, what happened? Tell grandpa why you are fighting?"

He knew his eldest grandson and knew that he had never been a troublemaker since he was a child.

"Yes! Weiguo, why do you want to beat Yan Jiecheng so early in the morning? Did he provoke you?" Li Dajiang asked with a frown.

The village chief couldn't figure out the situation and stood aside, frowning as he watched the scene.

He felt that Li Weiguo was not a kid who liked to fight, so there must be something going on!

The neighbors in the courtyard were also talking about it.

"Weiguo is a good boy. I've never seen him fight with anyone..."

"Yes! Yes!"

"..."

Facing his family's inquiries, Li Weiguo didn't even think twice. He pointed at Yan Jiecheng on the ground and said loudly, "It's Yan Jiecheng. He's so old, but he actually snatched the red buns! Is there anyone who would do something like him?"

When everyone heard this, there was an uproar!

The elders of the Li family frowned even more tightly and clenched their fists, wishing they could rush up and beat Yan Jiecheng up personally.

Especially Grandpa Li’s face immediately turned dark, his chest kept heaving, and it was obvious that the old man was very angry.

The men in the Li family tried to hold back their anger, but the women didn't have so many concerns. Wang Guifang said sarcastically, "Humph! How shameless!"

Discussions immediately arose around.

"He actually snatched Xiaohong's buns? Yan Jiecheng is so shameless!" An old lady pouted and looked at the Yan family with disdain.

"That's right. He's already twenty years old, and yet he bullies a five-year-old child! How shameless..."

"It seems that the teacher's children may not be well-educated!"

"That's right! This is just robbery!"

The neighbors at the scene covered their mouths and talked in low voices.

When Yan Bugui and the third aunt heard what the neighbors said, their faces turned red and they looked at Yan Jiecheng with disappointment.

What happened to my eldest son?

How could you do such an outrageous thing?

If Yan Jiecheng isn't taught a lesson today and his bad reputation gets out, how will he find a wife?

So Yan Bugui shouted loudly: "Jie Cheng, what are you doing? Why are you stealing Xiao Hong's buns?"

If you want to rob someone, you have to rob Li Weiguo's, Li Weimin's, or any other child. Why do you have to rob Li Weihong's?

Li Weihong is still a five-year-old child. Wouldn’t she be laughed at if this news got out?

Yan Jiecheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at his father in pain: "Dad, why did I snatch the food? Don't you know? I'm a grown man, but you only gave me half a piece of whole grain cake. I'm hungry, what do you want me to do?"

As soon as Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, the crowd started talking again.

"What? Yan Bugui only let Yan Jiecheng eat half a cake? How can he be full when he's so old?"

"No wonder he wanted to steal other people's food. That half piece of cake was not enough to fill the bottom..."

The others nodded in agreement, saying that no one could be full with just half a pancake.

It seems that this incident was caused by Yan Bugui, and Yan Jiecheng did such a ridiculous thing just because he was hungry.

Does this count as shooting oneself in the foot?

Everyone looked at Yan Bugui with mockery in their eyes. Everyone in the courtyard knew that he was the best at calculating, and he certainly didn't expect that this matter would backfire.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense and solemn.

Li Dajiang stood in the crowd, frowning and saying seriously: "Jiecheng, even if you are hungry, you can't snatch Xiaohong's buns. If you have any difficulties, you can tell us and everyone can help. You really shouldn't snatch a child's food!"

The neighbors also echoed, saying at once: "Yes, if you have something to say, just say it. Why are you snatching a child's food? Who's child will dare to go out with food in the future?"

Li Weimin stood up angrily, pointed at Yan Jiecheng, and said angrily, "That's right. At first he asked for our buns but we didn't give them to him. I looked at him with a bad eye, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel and even snatch my sister's buns. How shameless! I even called you brother, but I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Several other children of the Li family also gathered around and blamed Yan Jiecheng one after another.

Li Weihua also pointed at him and said, "That's right, he went too far. He ate my sister's buns and made her cry non-stop..."

"That's right, he is so shameless. He stole my sister's buns. He is a robber."

Facing the accusations from the Li family children, Yan Jiecheng showed no remorse at all. He stiffened his neck and said loudly: "I clearly said that I would give you 10 cents for a bun. Are you willing? If you didn't want to give it to me, why would I snatch it!"

Li Weiguo looked at Yan Jiecheng's unrepentant expression and sneered, "If you have that dime, go buy it yourself. Why do you have to steal other people's buns?"

Yan Jiecheng thought to himself: If I had a dime, would I still be hungry?

Besides, how could he have a dime? His father schemed against the family members so hard that it was impossible for him to have any money left based on his father's schemes.

Yan Jiecheng couldn't argue with Li Weiguo, so he shut up after stammering.

Li Weiguo had beaten Yan Jiecheng and now he was venting his anger, so he just ate the buns. If Yan Jiecheng had a good attitude and apologized to his sister, he would have let it go.

After all, the two families live next door to each other, so they see each other every day.

But Yan Jiecheng had this attitude, and he immediately became angry.

The only sister he had in two lives was bullied like this, and Yan Jiecheng was still so unrepentant. How could he let Yan Jiecheng go?

Li Weiguo did not continue talking to Yan Jiecheng, but looked at Yan Bugui.

He said, "Uncle San, you have always been fair in your work. Please take a look at how this matter should be handled. If the compound doesn't take care of it, I will go to the street office to discuss it."