RNP Chapter 864 Yan Bugui also wants to participate
Chapter 864 Yan Bugui also wants to participate
Yan Jiekuang was initially extremely reluctant, standing there with his head drooping, his feet nailed to the ground. But as he thought about the house with his name on it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his previous listlessness vanished. He walked over to Yan Bugui, a smile plastered on his face, but with a hint of worry in his tone, he warned, "Dad, remember what you said. That house has to count."
Yan Bugui didn't respond, only slowly sipping his tea, raising his eyelids and nodding indifferently. This silent promise, seen by Yan Jiekuang, was more effective than any other promise. He immediately beamed, muttering, "I'll go check it out first," and then turned and ran off like the wind, his steps brisk and joyful.
As soon as the man ran out of the yard, Yan Bugui raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, and sneered at the empty yard: "He's still a child who hasn't grown up yet, and he's been fooled by a few nice words." He turned the teacup around, and a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes, "In the end, whether you agree or not, it's all up to me to say." After saying that, he felt that this idea was more appropriate. He picked up the teacup and took another sip. As the tea went down his throat, he felt more proud.
Meanwhile, Yan Jiekuang paid no attention to his father's plans. With extremely light footsteps, like a stealthy cat, he quietly slipped to the outside of Liu Haizhong's courtyard. As soon as he stood firm, he heard a suppressed argument coming from inside. He quickly pressed his ear to the cold wall and held his breath.
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai walked in, lifting the door curtain. As soon as he entered, he saw Liu Haizhong sitting there with a red face and a thick neck. He softened his tone and advised, "Old Liu, we are all neighbors living in the same courtyard. We see each other every day. If there is anything, why don't you sit down and discuss it properly?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong's rage intensified. He slammed his hand on the table and raised his voice. "Discuss? Who should I discuss this with? This house is supposed to be mine. Why should the Jia family interfere?" He grew increasingly angry, his chest heaving. "I could have benefited greatly from this, but now they've taken a piece of it. How much less money have I lost for nothing? Who would be happy with this?"
But then he thought, Yi Zhonghai still had something on him, and if he really angered him, he would suffer the consequences. Liu Haizhong had to swallow his anger. He suppressed his anger, forced a somewhat unnatural smile on his face, and said to Qin Huairu beside him: "Widow Qin, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your family lives in the middle courtyard. What's going on in the backyard has nothing to do with you. Why do you want to get involved? You should go back early."
Qin Huairu knew it clearly in her heart. Liu Haizhong was clearly trying to chase her away and take all the benefits. But she was not the type to suffer a loss. In her eyes, anyone who did not take advantage of an opportunity was a fool. She immediately curled her lips and said slowly, "Uncle Liu, what you said is wrong. We are all from the same courtyard. There is no distinction between front and back yards. Besides, this matter involves the rules of the courtyard. Why can't I listen to it?"
Qin Huairu's face spread out into a helpless smile, her tone carrying a hint of familiar intimacy, yet also concealing a subtle temptation: "If you ask me, although I am from the Central Courtyard, who in the courtyard and the neighbors doesn't know about my family's situation? We live in a tight spot. It's probably not an exaggeration to say that we are the most difficult family in this courtyard." She raised her eyes to look at Liu Haizhong, her eyes filled with earnestness, "You are a dignified uncle now. You can't possibly snatch this little benefit from someone like me who is in such a difficult situation, right?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong thought to himself that Qin Huairu was indeed no simple matter. In just a few words, she had thrown the difficult problem back at him, not only pointing out her predicament but also bringing up his status as a "big boss" to put pressure on her. His face remained calm, but he smiled and replied slowly, "You can't say that. We are all neighbors living in the same courtyard. We see each other every day. You are from the middle courtyard, and you always come to our backyard. If it gets out, I'm afraid people will inevitably gossip about you, which will be very inconvenient, right?"
Qin Huairu was stifled by his words and was just thinking about how to make a few more excuses. Jia Zhangshi beside her could no longer hold back. She was anxious for a conclusion to this matter. Seeing the two of them arguing back and forth, she simply moved forward and looked at Liu Haizhong blankly: "Liu Haizhong, you are the boss now, your words should carry weight! Stop dithering and tell us what to do about this matter!"
Liu Haizhong was infuriated by Jia Zhang's nonsensical words. He turned to look at Yi Zhonghai beside him with a bit of impatience: "Old Yi, didn't I tell you a long time ago? Didn't you explain it clearly to them? The house will be divided into two. It's a simple matter. What else is there to discuss? Just tell me, is this okay?"
Yi Zhonghai's gaze fell on Qin Huairu's face, with a hint of comfort in his eyes. He knew in his heart that under the current circumstances, this was already the best result that could be achieved. If he continued to fight, it would only make things worse.
Qin Huairu didn't respond to Yi Zhonghai's question. She looked directly at Liu Haizhong and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Uncle, please tell me, how do you plan to divide the house of the deaf old lady?"
Liu Haizhong seemed to have made up his mind. He smiled upon hearing this, and said in a tone that was not willing to be challenged: "There are four rooms in total. The bedroom and the living room belong to me, and the remaining two are for you. How about it?"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Huairu's smile faded, and she felt very unhappy. The bedroom and living room were both decent places, with good lighting and spacious space. The rest were mostly storage rooms or small corner rooms. Liu Haizhong was clearly bullying! She took a deep breath, suppressed her unhappiness, and told them the division she had planned in her mind, every word revealing her desire for fairness.
Just as several people in the house were arguing, Yan Jiekuang squatted in the corner outside the yard and listened for a long time. Feeling that the time was almost right, he quietly stood up and ran home - he had to talk to his father Yan Bugui about this matter as soon as possible, and couldn't let them take all the benefits.
As soon as he entered the house, Yan Jiekuang told Yan Bugui everything he had just heard outside. At the end, he urged him, "Dad, look, they have already started discussing how to divide the house. Isn't it time for you to go and take a look? If you don't go now, I'm afraid there will be no share for our family!"
Yan Bugui twisted his fingers, a knowing smile appearing on the corner of his mouth: "Well, you're right, it's time for me to go over there." He stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, his eyes shrewd, "If I'm any slower, I'm afraid I really won't have a share of this house. That would be a big loss, not a good thing." After that, he walked over there.