Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Since Xu Damao successfully defeated Yan Jiecheng with an iron pot, his heart was full of different emotions for this iron pot. He felt that this iron pot was simply his "talisman" and played a huge role at critical moments.

From then on, Xu Damao carried the iron pot on his back all day long and never left his body no matter where he went. He walked around the courtyard with his head held high, and the iron pot on his back seemed to be a symbol of glory.

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Xu Damao carried the iron pot on his back with a proud smile on his face. He showed off how powerful his iron pot was to everyone he met, as if he had become a hero in the courtyard. "See? This is my iron pot. With it,

No one can bully me." Xu Damao's tone was full of pride.

However, the residents of the courtyard felt very helpless about Xu Damao's behavior. Everyone felt that Xu Damao was a bit exaggerated. It was just an iron pot. As for carrying it on his body all day? But Xu Damao didn't care what others thought, he was still immersed in the iron pot.

Give him a sense of security.

Qin Jingru almost laughed when she saw his look.

The other side.

Since Yan Jiecheng got money, his life has been prosperous. He seems to have forgotten all his poor days and started spending money enthusiastically.

Every day, the dining table must be filled with delicious meat. The rich aroma of meat filled the air, attracting the attention of the neighbors. Yan Jiecheng ate with a satisfied face, enjoying the rich life. He also specially selected the most delicious meat.

The fresh and tender parts, every bite seems to be announcing to the world his current wealth.

Not only that, Yan Jiecheng also frequently visited department stores and purchased brand new clothes for himself. Those Chinese tunic suits were fashionable in style and of high quality. When worn on him, his whole person glowed with a different kind of brilliance. He was in

I looked left and right in front of the mirror, proudly admiring my new image.

And all of this was seen by Banggian. Banggian's small eyes were full of envy and greed. He looked at Yan Jiecheng's meat on the table and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, imagining the delicious taste.

.Looking at Yan Jiecheng's new clothes again, Banggian's heart was filled with longing. How he wished he could be like Yan Jiecheng, with endless money to spend, eating meat every day, and wearing beautiful new clothes.

Jia Zhang saw Banggeng looking longingly at Yan Jiecheng, and she suddenly had an idea in her mind. She came close to Banggeng and whispered: "Banggeng, you go and fawn over Yan Jiecheng. Maybe he will give it to you as soon as he is happy."

Why don't you order some meat, or give you some new clothes?" Mrs. Jia Zhang's eyes flashed with calculation.

However, Banggeng frowned with reluctance on his face. He felt that it was a shame to curry favor with others, especially to curry favor with Yan Jiecheng. He said stubbornly: "I'm not going, I don't want to go

Flatter him." Banggeng's tone was full of resistance.

When Mrs. Jia Zhang heard that Banggeng was unwilling to go, she became furious. She pointed at Banggeng and cursed: "You are a worthless thing, just like your mother Qin Huairu. You are useless. Such a good opportunity is not good."

If you know how to catch him, you just know how to stand here stupidly." Jia Zhang's voice was sharp and harsh, full of anger and disappointment.

Banggeng had been scolded by Jia Zhang until he couldn't hold his head up. The grievance and anger in his heart finally broke out at this moment. He blushed, raised his head and glared at Jia Zhang, and cursed loudly: "You know how to take advantage of others."

You want me to fawn over Yan Jiecheng, don’t you just want to take advantage of him?” Banggan’s voice trembled with anger, and his eyes were burning with anger.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was startled by Banggeng's sudden resistance. Her eyes widened with disbelief on her face. "You little bastard, how dare you scold me?" Mrs. Jia Zhang was so angry that she was shaking all over. She raised her hand to fight.

Make a stick.

Banggeng was not afraid. He puffed up his chest and continued: "You know how to bully me and my mother. You think about taking advantage of others all day long. If you have the ability, go and fawn over Yan Jiecheng yourself!" Banggeng's eyes were full of stubbornness.

and resistance.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became tense. When the neighbors heard the quarrel between Bang Gang and Jia Zhang, they gathered around one after another. Everyone looked at the tense situation between the grandfather and grandson, and they didn't know how to persuade them.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was so angry that she couldn't speak. She raised her hands high, but never dropped them. Her heart was filled with anger and disappointment. She didn't expect that Banggeng would dare to resist her.

When Jia Zhang saw Banggeng resisting her so stubbornly, she felt a little panicked. But she quickly calmed down and decided to find another way to persuade Banggeng.

A hint of cunning flashed in Jia Zhang's eyes. She approached Banggeng and lowered her voice and said: "Banggeng, think about it, Yan Jiecheng must have some way to make money. If we find this way, don't you?

Are you married with money? By then, you will be able to live a good life and marry a beautiful wife." Jia Zhang's words were full of temptation.

Bangge was still angry at first, but when he heard Mrs. Jia Zhang mentioning marriage, his heart suddenly moved. He had always longed to have enough money to get married and live a stable life. Now after hearing what Jia Zhang said, he

It started to waver a little.

Seeing Bangge's thoughts, Jia Zhang continued to strike while the iron was hot and said: "If you didn't try to curry favor with Yan Jiecheng, how could you know how he got the money? This is a good opportunity, you can't miss it."

The tone was full of eagerness and anticipation.

Banggeng hesitated for a while and began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind. In the end, his desire to get married defeated his stubbornness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try." Although there was still some reluctance in Banggeng's eyes,

But it is more about the longing for the future.

Jia Zhang was overjoyed when she saw Banggeng finally agreed. She quickly told Banggeng to behave well and try to find a way to make money from Yan Jiecheng.

The next day, as the sun just rose, Banggian came outside the courtyard with a nervous mood. He looked around nervously, waiting for Yan Jiecheng to appear.

As time passed by, Banggeng became more and more anxious. He kept pacing in place, wondering when Yan Jiecheng would appear.

Finally, Yan Jiecheng's figure appeared at the entrance of the alley. Banggian's eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted him. He stopped Yan Jiecheng, with a smile on his face, and said: "Brother Yan Jiecheng, you are so handsome! You are our courtyard house

The smartest person here." Banggeng's tone was full of flattery and flattery.

Yan Jiecheng was a little confused by Banggeng's sudden praise. He frowned, looked at Banggeng doubtfully, and said, "What are you doing? What's the matter?" Yan Jiecheng's eyes were full of vigilance.

Banggeng waved his hands quickly and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I just think you are very awesome and want to talk to you." Banggeng's eyes flashed with expectation, and he hoped that Yan Jiecheng would respond to his praise.

Yan Jiecheng looked at Banggeng's fawning look and became even more confused. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Banggeng's gourd, but he didn't want to tangle with Banggeng any longer. "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first," Yan Jiecheng said.

After that, he was ready to leave.

When Banggeng saw that Yan Jiecheng was about to leave, he felt anxious. He quickly took Yan Jiecheng's arm and said, "Brother Yan Jiecheng, wait a minute. I really admire you. Can you teach me how to make money?"

His eyes were full of longing.

Yan Jiecheng shook off Banggeng's hand and sneered: "You want to make money? Go figure it out yourself and don't bother me." After Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, he left without looking back.

"Damn Yan Jiecheng, if I don't want to make money with you, can I say a word to you?"

BangGeng spat hard.

He rolled his eyes and had a plan on his mind.

Banggeng followed Yan Jiecheng quietly, trying his best to keep his steps as light as possible without making any noise. Yan Jiecheng seemed not to notice that anyone was following him at all, and was still wandering leisurely.

Banggeng followed Yan Jiecheng's footsteps nervously, his heart pounding. He carefully kept his distance while paying attention to his surroundings, for fear of being discovered by Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng walked all the way and finally came to a large courtyard. Banggeng hid at the door of the courtyard, nervously observing Yan Jiecheng's every move. Yan Jiecheng walked into a room calmly, without noticing Banggeng at all.

existence.

Bangge stood not far from the house, feeling increasingly uneasy. He felt that something seemed a little strange, so he decided to grab a passing aunt and ask about the situation.

With a smile on his face, Banggeng said politely: "Aunt, please ask, who lives in this house?" Banggeng's eyes were full of expectation and curiosity.

However, the aunt was very wary. She looked up and down the stick, her eyes full of suspicion. "Why do you ask this? Who are you?" The aunt's tone was full of caution.

Banggeng quickly explained: "Auntie, I'm just curious. I saw someone entering this house and wanted to know whose house it is." Banggeng's expression was very sincere, but Auntie still didn't believe him.

"I don't know, don't ask me." After the aunt said that, she walked away in a hurry, as if she didn't want to have too much contact with Bangge.

There must be something wrong in this house!

Banggeng watched his aunt leave cautiously, and became increasingly curious about what was in that house. He looked around and suddenly saw a child playing by the pool.

Banggeng's eyes lit up and he had an idea in his mind. He took out a candy from his pocket. The candy shone attractively in the sun. Banggeng had a kind smile on his face and slowly approached the child.

"Hello, kid." Banggeng said softly, his tone full of tenderness. The child raised his head and looked at Banggeng curiously.

Banggeng shook the candy in his hand and said seductively: "Do you want to eat candy? It's so sweet." The child's eyes lit up instantly, staring at the candy with a longing expression.

Banggeng continued: "As long as you tell your brother who lives in that house, the candy will be yours." Banggeng's eyes were full of expectation, and he hoped that the child could tell him the answer he wanted.

The child looked at the candy, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "The Widow Zhou lives in that house. That woman is not serious. My mother said you can't go near there." After the child finished speaking, he reached out to get the candy.

Banggeng handed the candy to the child, but fell into deep thought.

Yan Jiecheng went to a young widow's house, he must have done nothing good!

Banggeng's eyes lit up. He found a way to deal with Yan Jiecheng.

Banggan returned to the entrance of the courtyard and waited for Yan Jiecheng.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng still knew nothing.

Yan Jiecheng slowly stood up from the bed, with a look of satisfaction on his face. He reached into his pocket and took out a dollar and handed it to Widow Zhou. The dollar seemed to emit a special light in the dim room.

Widow Zhou looked at the money in Yan Jiecheng's hand, and her eyes instantly lit up. A bright smile broke out on her face, which contained both surprise and flattery. "Oh, Brother Jiecheng, you are so generous." Zhou

The widow's voice was soft and sweet, as if it could drip water.

She stretched out her slender fingers, gently took the dollar, and held it tightly in her hand. Widow Zhou's eyes were full of gratitude and joy, and she continued to praise: "Brother Jie Cheng, you are the most generous person in the world.

Man, this dollar can help me and my children live for several days." As she spoke, Widow Zhou approached Yan Jiecheng, touching him gently with her body intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Jiecheng was a little overwhelmed by Widow Zhou's praise. He puffed out his chest and showed a proud smile. "What's this? As long as you serve me well in the future, the benefits will inevitably come to you." Yan Jiecheng's tone was full of arrogance and confidence.

Widow Zhou nodded quickly, her eyes shining with expectation. "Brother Jie Cheng, don't worry, I will serve you comfortably." Her words were full of ambiguity and temptation.

Yan Jiecheng raised his head proudly.

Although Widow Zhou is not as beautiful as Yu Li this time.

But he is very sensible and never asks questions, so he is suitable for being a good friend.

Yan Jiecheng hummed a tune happily and walked toward the courtyard with brisk steps. His face was filled with a satisfied smile, as if the world was under his control.

However, when he just reached the door of the courtyard, the stick suddenly flashed out from the side and blocked his way. Yan Jiecheng was startled by this sudden scene, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jiecheng frowned and looked at Banggeng dissatisfied. There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and he didn't know why Banggeng stopped him here.

Banggeng looked at Yan Jiecheng with a proud look on his face, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "Yan Jiecheng, where did you go just now?" Banggeng's tone was full of provocation.

Yan Jiecheng's heart tightened, and he realized that Banggeng might have discovered something. But he still pretended to be calm and said: "What does it have to do with you? Get out of the way." Yan Jiecheng tried to push Banggeng away, but Banggeng didn't move at all.

"I know where you have been and what you have done." Banggeng's eyes flashed with a cunning light. "If you don't want everyone to know, just listen to me." Banggeng's words were full of emotion.

threaten.

Yan Jiecheng's face became very ugly, and he knew that he was in trouble.

This damn stalker is nothing, and he dares to follow him.

Yan Jiecheng felt that he was a little careless.

You know, in this day and age, it would be very troublesome if someone found out about a half-closed door.