Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Chapter 222 The Yan family's large and small yellow croakers disappeared, and Yan Fugui fainted

The Intermediate People's Court, the Wang family.

Back in the house, Wang Feng pointed to the two old hens on the ground.

"Jingru, have Aunt Wu kill these two chickens later."

"Um."

"Brother Wang Feng, Yan Fugui just said that we have forgiven Yan Jiecheng, why didn't you say anything?" Qin Jingru couldn't help but ask.

Wang Feng waved his hand: "What's there to talk about? Alright, go downstairs, I'm starving."

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng, have some tea first, I'll cook some noodles for you right away."

......

On the way to the steel rolling mill, Sha Zhu, Yi Zhonghai, and Jia Dongxu walked side by side. Sha Zhu couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa, why are you helping the Yan family? Liu Yuhua just beat me up a couple of days ago, and yesterday her three brothers put sacks on us. Shouldn't we call the police and have Yan Jiecheng arrested?"

Jia Dongxu looked at Yi Zhonghai, puzzled, and asked, "Yes, Master, have you made up with Yan Fugui?"

Yi Zhonghai's face darkened: "Do you think Liu Yuhua will divorce Yan Jiecheng if this gets out?"

Jia Dongxu nodded firmly: "Master, they'll definitely get a divorce. Liu Cheng is very concerned about his reputation. If he finds out that he has a son-in-law who steals chickens, this time will be different from last time. Last time there was no evidence, so it could be said to be a rumor. This time, they've caught them red-handed. Even if Liu Yuhua doesn't want a divorce, Liu Cheng will make her divorce him."

Sha Zhu curled his lip: "I guess they'll definitely get a divorce, but what does it have to do with us whether they get a divorce or not? I'd rather they get a divorce."

'Why.'

Yi Zhonghai sighed: "Can't you guys think a little further ahead? Alright, alright, I can't explain it to you in a short time. Just know that I'm getting revenge on them."

"oh."

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The front yard, the Yan family's house.

Yan Fugui pulled the three women aside and whispered, "Ruihua, find an excuse to get Jiecheng and the others to leave for a bit. I need to dig out what's underground."

The three women nodded, their faces full of heartache.

"Old Yan, our compound has over a hundred people and more than twenty households. This means we'll have to set up five tables! You just promised everyone there would be meat on every table. Meat is so expensive these days! This is going to cost so much money; it's breaking my heart!"

Yan Fugui sighed and gritted his teeth: "There's no other way. If we want everyone to shut up, we have to spend the money. And this time, we absolutely can't be stingy. What if everyone is dissatisfied with the food and then regrets it and goes around spreading rumors?"

"Old Yan, even if everyone is satisfied with the meal this time, we can't do anything if others gossip about it later," the third aunt said with some concern.

Yan Fugui nodded: "That's true, but we already agreed beforehand that if they eat my food, they're obligated to help me, and they might spread rumors afterward. We can't do anything about it, but if people find out about this person, what will they think of him? They'll have some reservations, won't they? At least we've temporarily stabilized Yuhua and Jiecheng's job. Otherwise, what will happen to Jiecheng in the future?"

"I did the math. If each table buys one chicken and one pound of meat, then five tables would need five chickens and five pounds of meat, which would cost more than twenty yuan. Add in the other vegetables and miscellaneous items, and it would easily cost more than fifty yuan."

"Ugh, what kind of mess is this?!"

"Alright, let's resolve this first. Tell Jie Cheng and the others to go out for a while. I'll dig up two small yellow croakers, exchange them for money, and then go buy some vegetables. We need them urgently tomorrow."

"All right."

Soon, the Third Aunt found a random excuse and had Liu Yuhua help Yan Jiecheng out. Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiedi were also kicked out by the Third Aunt, leaving only Yan Fugui and the Third Aunt in the room.

Liu Yuhua asked someone to help her get a day off today and didn't go to the factory. She still needs to see if this matter can be kept secret. If it gets out, she will immediately divorce Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Fugui found a crowbar and pried open the floor tiles in a few quick movements. He dug down several dozen centimeters, but the more he dug, the more uneasy he felt. He remembered that it hadn't been buried very deep before, and the soil below seemed to have been dug up before.

"Old Yan, is this the right place? I remember we were buried here before," the third aunt said, frowning.

Yan Fugui nodded firmly: "That's right, it must be this. We've dug so deep, how come we haven't found it yet? I remember it wasn't buried very deep back then."

Yan Fugui didn't suspect that the large and small yellow croakers had been stolen. After all, these large and small yellow croakers had been buried in their room for more than 20 years, and only he and his third aunt knew about them. Even the three Jie brothers didn't know that their family still had large and small yellow croakers.

He dug down another twenty centimeters, and the deeper Yan Fugui dug, the colder his heart became.

"What happened? Old Yan, what happened? Where are the things? Where did they go?" the third aunt asked incredulously.

Yan Fugui stared blankly at the third aunt, then thought it was impossible that she had secretly dug it out.

Yan Fugui refused to believe it, so he pried off a few of the nearby floor tiles and dug down another meter. Now, he is finally certain that the large and small yellow croakers he buried in his house more than 20 years ago have disappeared.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone!"

Yan Fugui muttered to himself, then, as if his soul had been stolen, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Old Yan, Old Yan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" the third aunt shouted.

The three women's voices were neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the Yan family members outside to hear. Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang rushed in first, and Yan Jiecheng and Liu Yuhua followed suit.

"Bang bang bang".

"Mom, what happened? Open the door quickly."

"Bang bang bang".

"Mom, open the door quickly!"

When the third aunt saw Yan Fugui faint, she was so frightened that her hands and feet trembled. She didn't answer Yan Jiefang's question. She quickly pinched Yan Fugui's philtrum, hoping to wake him up.

She pinched him for a while, but Yan Fugui still didn't react at all, and she became extremely anxious and at a loss.

"Bang bang bang bang."

Yan Jiefang was still knocking on the door. His mother had been calling his father's name loudly earlier, and now that the door hadn't been opened for so long, they were getting a little anxious.

"Mom, say something!"

The three women couldn't care less about anything else now, and quickly opened the door.

A group of people rushed in and saw Yan Fugui lying on the ground, and their parents' room had been dug out with a large pit more than a meter in diameter.

"Jiefang, quick... quick, save your dad! He's fainted!" the third aunt cried, urging him on.

"Mom, what's going on? What's wrong with Dad?" Yan Jiecheng asked anxiously.

"Save them first!"

"Oh, okay, okay."

Yan Jiefang pinched Yan Fugui's philtrum, but there was no response after a while. He quickly walked out of the room, fetched a bowl of cold water, and splashed it on Yan Fugui's face.

"Sisi".

Yan Fugui was instantly jolted awake by the cold, and he shivered.

His eyes quickly turned red, and with trembling hands, he pointed at the third woman and shouted angrily:

"Yang Ruihua, tell me, was it you?"