Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Xiaodang sighed helplessly and said: "I don't know, brother. I am also very conflicted in my heart. What grandma said makes sense. We can't be bullied all the time. But what will happen after leaving the Yan family?

We have lived here for so long, and to suddenly have to leave, I feel really unsure."

Yan Jiefang stood up and paced back and forth in the room, thinking about this difficult decision.

"Xiao Dang, we have to think about this matter carefully. What will we do with our future lives after leaving the Yan family? Moreover, will this make things more complicated? What if the relationship with the Yan family completely breaks down in the future?

But what to do?”

When Xiaodang saw that Yan Jiefang was unwilling, he had to say: "Yan Jiefang, you don't know what the situation is like at home now.

The two of us only have meals at home in the morning and evening, but your father asked you to charge twenty yuan for living expenses.

Twenty yuan is enough for the two of us to spend for several months.

Your father is actually bullying you!"

Xiaodang's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Yan Jiefang's heart severely. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy, and the sunshine outside the window seemed to dim a bit. He stopped pacing.

, his face became gloomy.

At this time, the breeze outside the house blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if they were sighing for their experience.

Yan Jiefang looked at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"Xiao Dang, you are right. We are really miserable at home. What dad did is really too much."

Yan Jiefang gritted his teeth, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. His voice was particularly clear in this quiet room, as if it carried a kind of decisive power.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his head, firmness in his eyes.

At this time, a ray of sunlight shone on his face through the gap in the window, which seemed to bring him a bit of courage. "Let's go! Let's just listen to grandma and leave this home. We can't continue to be bullied like this. The worst will happen in the future."

If we rely on ourselves, we can survive no matter how difficult life is."

Xiaodang felt relieved when he saw Yan Jiefang finally making up his mind.

She knew that leaving here might face a lot of difficulties, but it was better than suffering all the time.

The light in the room seemed to be brighter, as if indicating that they were about to usher in new hope.

"Okay, brother. Let's pack our things quickly." Xiao Dang said.

Yan Jiefang nodded, and the two began to pack their belongings silently.

Although their movements were a little hasty, they were very determined.

In the middle of the night, the entire courtyard was immersed in silence. The faint moonlight shone in the courtyard, covering everything with a hazy silver veil. Yan Jiefang and Xiao Dang opened the door softly, trying not to make any noise.

Sound. They were carrying simple packages, looking nervous and determined.

The two walked cautiously on the stone path in the yard, taking every step with extreme caution, as if they were afraid of waking up the sleeping people.

However, just as they were about to reach the courtyard gate, suddenly, a faint light came on.

The window of the third uncle's room reflected a shaking figure.

It turned out that the third uncle got up to drink water at night and accidentally saw two black figures moving in the yard. He was startled and quickly pushed the third aunt to wake up.

"Wake up, there seems to be someone." The third uncle said in a low voice, his eyes wide open and his face full of alertness.

The third aunt sat up sleepily, with a puzzled look on her face. "What? Is there someone? Who would be in the yard in the middle of the night?"

The third uncle frowned, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. He quickly put on his clothes, picked up the flashlight, and said, "I don't know, let's go out and have a look."

They put on their clothes, took flashlights, and opened the door gently.

The light of the flashlight flickered in the darkness, illuminating the road ahead of them.

The third uncle walked in front, his steps a little hasty, and he held the flashlight tightly as if it was his weapon. The third aunt followed behind, with a nervous expression, and her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes.

When their flashlights shone on Yan Jiefang and Xiao Dang, the four of them were stunned.

The third uncle's eyes widened with surprise on his face. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

The flashlight in his hand trembled slightly, and the light swayed on the faces of Yan Jiefang and Xiao Dang.

The third aunt also had a look of astonishment on her face. She looked at the packages they were carrying and seemed to understand something. Her eyes were full of disbelief, and her mouth moved, but she made no sound.

Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang stood there with panic expressions on their faces.

They didn't expect that they would be discovered at this time.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard became extremely tense, as if even the air was frozen.

The third uncle's eyes were fixed on the baggage in Yan Jiefang's hand, and his face gradually became gloomy.

He took a step forward, and the flashlight in his hand shone directly on Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang.

"Jiefang, what are you doing? Carrying your baggage in the middle of the night, do you want to leave home?"

The third uncle's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were both shocked and angry. His brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead appeared even deeper under the light of the flashlight.

The third aunt also looked at Yan Jiefang and Xiaodang in shock. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

The third uncle raised his voice again and asked again: "Jiefang, you are talking! Why did you leave home? Is there anything you can't say properly and you have to sneak away in the middle of the night?" His tone was full of anxiety and confusion.

In the quiet night, it seemed particularly loud.

Yan Jiefang faced the third uncle's questioning gaze, bit his lip, and plucked up the courage to say: "Third uncle, think about it for yourself, you have been bullying me. At home, I do the most work, but

You are always picking on me. Now something happened to Xiaodang, and you are unwilling to pay a fine, and you blame us all. I really can't stand it anymore, so I have to leave."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When the third uncle heard this, he was shaking with anger. His face turned red, and his eyes seemed to burst out of fire. "Liberation, you said this.

What are those words? When did I oppress you? I fed you and clothed you, and now you are saying that I oppressed you? Do you still have a conscience? You are trying to piss me off! I worked hard to pull you down

Da, is this how you repay me? You are being unfilial and rebellious!"

The third uncle's voice sounded particularly harsh in the silent night, and every word seemed to be filled with endless anger and disappointment.

The third aunt also helped: "Jiefang, you can't be so heartless.

Don’t you know how much your third uncle has paid for this family? He wakes up early every day, saves money and saves money, just to make this family live a better life. Now you just leave and say these hurtful words, you

Isn't this unfilial? You are trying to make your third uncle feel cold!"

The third aunt's voice was sharp and angry, and her eyes were full of disappointment and blame.

The third uncle pointed at Yan Jiefang, his fingers trembling slightly. "I tell you, Jiefang, if you dare to leave today, don't come back again. I will treat you as my son. If you leave, don't even think about stepping into this house again."

First, I don’t have an unfilial son like you.”

His tone was full of threats and anger, as if Yan Jiefang's behavior had touched his bottom line.

Yan Jiefang looked at the angry third uncle and third aunt, and felt a little sad and helpless in his heart.

But he knew that he couldn't go on like this.

He grabbed the bag tightly and said firmly: "No matter what you say, I have decided. I can't be bullied in this family anymore." After saying that, he took Xiaodang and turned around to leave.

The third uncle and the third aunt looked at their backs and stamped their feet in anger. The third uncle roared: "Yan Jiefang, you unfilial son, you will regret it!"

The third aunt also cursed: "Don't even think about having a good life if you leave, you ungrateful thing."

Xiaodang looked at the angry expressions of the third uncle and the third aunt, and the grievance and anger surged up in his heart.

She blushed, puffed up her chest, and said loudly to the third uncle and the third aunt without fear: "What qualifications do you have to scold Brother Jiefang for being unfilial? You only know how to suck the blood of your son! At home, Brother Jiefang works hard and never complains.

But what about you? You don’t understand him at all and you always bully him.

Now that something has happened and you are unwilling to take responsibility, you just blame us. You are the most selfish people!"

Xiaodang's eyes flashed with anger, and she continued: "You have always only thought about yourself. When have you ever considered Brother Jiefang? He works hard every day, but you only know how to be picky. He also has his own dreams and

You pursue him, but you treat him as a tool. Aren't you afraid of retribution for treating him like this?"

Xiaodang became more and more excited as she talked. Her hands clenched into fists and her body was trembling slightly.

The third uncle and the third aunt were so angry at Xiaodang's words that the third uncle opened his eyes wide and glared at Xiaodang, "You little girl, what do you know? We raised him so big, he should be filial to us. Now he

If you want to leave, you are being unfilial."

The third aunt also said: "Just don't talk nonsense here. Why did we suck his blood? We are all for this family."

Xiaodang sneered, "For this family? You are only doing it for yourself. You have never really cared about Brother Jiefang, you only know how to ask for it. People like you are not worthy of being parents at all."

Xiaodang's words were like sharp arrows, shooting at the third uncle and the third aunt, leaving them speechless for a moment.

The third uncle knew that Yan Jiecheng no longer knew where he was hiding. Yan Jiefang was the heir to their family. If Yan Jiefang left, their family might become extinct, so the third uncle could not let Yan Jiefang leave. He told Yan

Jiefang, Yan Jiefang would be unfilial if he left.

The third uncle was extremely anxious. As he walked quickly, he muttered: "This can't be done. Liberation can't just go away." He hurried to the door of Xu Damao's house, raised his hand and knocked hard on the door.

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"Bang, bang, bang!" The knock on the door was particularly loud in the quiet night. After a while, Xu Damao opened the door sleepily and said impatiently: "Who is it? Why are you knocking in the middle of the night?"

The third uncle hurriedly stepped forward and said eagerly: "Da Mao, it's me, the third uncle. You have to help me." Xu Damao frowned and looked at the third uncle in confusion, "Third uncle, it's late at night

Yeah, what’s going on?”

The third uncle took Xu Damao's arm and quickly told what happened.

"Da Mao, you want to liberate this child and leave home, but you also accuse me of bullying him. How is this possible? I am his father. He wants to leave now, and I feel uncomfortable as a father. You are the boss in charge, how can you

We have to stop him and not let him go."

There was a hint of pleading in the third uncle's voice, and his eyes were full of expectation.

After hearing this, Xu Damao had a troubled look on his face. "Third uncle, this is not easy to handle. Since Jiefang wants to leave, there must be his reasons. As the boss in charge, I can't stop him by force."

When the third uncle heard this, he became even more anxious, "Da Mao, you can't just ignore it. If the liberation is gone, where will I put my old face? When he leaves, others will not say that he is unfilial. Just help him."

I persuaded him not to leave."

The third uncle held Xu Damao's arm tightly, as if grasping the last life-saving straw.

Xu Damao was hesitating whether to help the third uncle, and was still thinking about the pros and cons of this matter. At this moment, Qin Jingru came out of the room and shouted softly: "Da Mao, what are you doing? It's midnight

Not sleeping."

Xu Damao glanced back at Qin Jingru, and just as he was about to explain, Qin Jingru stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and dragged him into the house. "Let's go back to the house. Don't meddle in other people's affairs here.

Son." Qin Jingru had a hint of displeasure on her face, she didn't want Xu Damao to meddle in this business.

Xu Damao was pulled by Qin Jingru. He looked at the third uncle helplessly and said: "Third uncle, look at this... I can't help it. Jingru won't let me go." The third uncle looked disappointed and wanted to persuade him again.

After a few words, Qin Jingru didn't give him a chance and just pulled Xu Damao into the room.

In the room, Qin Jingru frowned and said to Xu Damao: "Why do you care about their family's affairs? Then Yan Jiefang can leave if he wants. What does it have to do with us? Don't cause trouble for yourself." Xu Damao sighed and said

: "That's what I say, but after all, I am the uncle in charge, and the three uncles have asked me for help."

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes at him, "Are you stupid? If the third uncle's family wants to have a good relationship with Qin Huairu's family, will you still have the status of a steward in the compound in the future?"

After hearing this, Xu Damao felt that it made sense, so he no longer insisted on helping the third uncle.

The third uncle was filled with helplessness and anxiety. He stood in front of Xu Damao's house, looked at the closed door, and sighed deeply. He had no choice but to ask Yi Zhonghai for help in order to stop Yan Jiefang.

The third uncle walked towards Yi Zhonghai's house with heavy steps.

The courtyard was extremely quiet at night, and only his footsteps echoed on the stone road, which seemed to be telling his inner uneasiness.

Along the way, various possible situations kept popping up in the third uncle's mind. He didn't know whether Yi Zhonghai would agree to help, or what he would do if Yi Zhonghai also rejected him.

Finally arriving at the door of Yi Zhonghai's house, the third uncle hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.