Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Yan Fugui was almost fainted by Yan Jiecheng's words.

I opened my mouth several times to speak, but no words came out.

Because every word Yan Jiecheng said just now was true, not a single word was an injustice to him, and he couldn't find any reason to refute it even if he wanted to.

I thought that my plan today had grasped the lifeline of my two sons, but I didn't expect that they would directly ask me to separate the family, and we would go our separate ways from then on.

He gasped for breath, trying to think of a way out of the impasse, but in the end he rejected all his ideas.

Soon Zhang Juan and Yan Jiefang called more than ten neighbors over. They all looked at Yan Fugui and his son with curiosity, wondering why they had called so many neighbors over.

Father-in-law Chen Dehui, as the eldest uncle in the courtyard, was the first to speak: "Old Yan..."

"Why did you call us here so late? What's the matter?"

Yan Jiecheng didn't wait for his father to speak before he spoke first: "Dear uncles, dear neighbors..."

"I'm sorry to call you all here so late..."

"But I can't help it..."

"My father has pushed my second son and I into a desperate situation. We have no choice but to ask everyone to come and be a witness for us..."

"My two brothers are planning to separate from our parents and live our own lives from now on."

"We don't want anything in the house. We'll leave it to our parents and the two little ones."

"From now on, everyone will pay 10 yuan to our family every month, which will be regarded as our pension for our parents."

"As for living expenses, since we have already separated, I will definitely not pay for them in the future."

"During the New Year and other festivals, we who should be filial to our parents will definitely continue to be filial to them..."

"I don't agree to divide the family..." Yan Fugui shouted.

Especially after hearing Yan Jiecheng say that he would no longer pay living expenses to his family, his eyes turned red and he looked at Yan Jiecheng with a murderous look.

"I am your father and the head of the family. If I say we won't split up, then we won't split up. No matter who comes, it will be useless..."

Seeing that Yan Fugui and his son, one said they wanted to split up and the other said they didn't, all the neighbors showed an interested expression on their faces, wanting to know what had happened between the father and son and why such a big conflict had arisen.

Yan Jiecheng spoke again: "Dad..."

"You forced us to split up the family. Even if you don't agree, the second brother and I have already separated today."

"If you don't mind being embarrassed, I will tell you all the ugly things you have done recently and see whether everyone will stand on your side or on my and Jiefang's side..."

After saying this, without waiting for Yan Fugui to object, he told her how he used his own grandson to force his two daughters-in-law to pay money, and how he used his house to force his two daughters-in-law to pay rent.

After a while, everyone looked at Yan Fugui and their expressions changed.

Everyone in the courtyard knows that Yan Fugui likes to scheme against people, and it is no exaggeration to say that he likes to pluck feathers from a passing goose.

I didn't expect that he would even scheme against his own son, and to the point where he had even destroyed the affection between father and son.

Father-in-law Chen Dehui didn't want to get involved in the Yan family's affairs, but after hearing Yan Fugui's methods, he couldn't help but remind him: "Old Yan..."

"You're going too far..."

"People treat their grandchildren like treasures. How can you use them to plot against your own son and daughter-in-law..." "And the house..."

"You can ask around on the street and see if there's any father asking his own son for rent..."

"To put it bluntly, when you two old couple are a hundred years old, this house will still fall into the hands of Jie Cheng and Jie Fang."

"Is it worthwhile to sacrifice all family affection for a little money?"

Yan Fugui knew that what his father-in-law Chen Dehui said made sense, but taking advantage of others and calculating against everyone he dealt with was something that had been ingrained in him and was impossible to change.

He stared at Yan Jiecheng with a pair of red eyes and firmly objected: "I don't care what your reasons are. Anyway, I just don't agree to divide the family unless I, Yan Fugui, die."

Seeing Yan Fugui still stubbornly thinking about the twenty yuan living expenses he gave home every month, Yan Jiecheng was disappointed and could only sigh and say, "Dad..."

“We didn’t ask for your opinion…”

"We don't want anything from the house anyway, so our decision to split the family is just to inform you."

"Starting tomorrow, my second son and I will move out. Apart from the ten dollars a month for retirement, we won't pay a penny more to the family."

"The reason why we called so many neighbors here to serve as witnesses is not to force you to agree to the division of the property."

"It's to let everyone know that even though we two brothers have split up, we haven't ignored you two elders."

"With 10 yuan a month for each person as pension, plus your own salary, you two old people can live a very good life in the courtyard."

"Because you can't say that my second son and I are unfilial in front of others. I don't care about you."

After saying that, he bowed to the neighbors who were talking about it and said, "Jiefang and I are sorry for disturbing everyone's rest. Thank you all for coming here so late to help us bear witness."

"This week on our day off, Jie Cheng and I will set up two tables at Dongjun Hotel to express our gratitude to everyone. Everyone must come and join us. Thank you..."

After all the neighbors were sent away, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang were too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Yan Fugui, and they returned to their rooms with their wives.

Yan Fugui sat in his chair with a dull look in his eyes. He still hadn't accepted the fact that his two sons wanted to separate from him, and he couldn't accept the result that his two sons would no longer pay living expenses to the family in the future.

The wife stood by with a worried look on her face, fearing that Yan Fugui might get into an accident because of his depression: "Old man..."

"Don't think about it, go back to your room and rest... maybe a good night's sleep will make it better... You must not let your mind wander..."

"Even if Jiecheng and Jiefang separated from us, they are still your sons. It's okay..."

Yan Fugui finally responded, and replied with a long sigh: "You don't understand..."

"If they really separate from us today, from now on, apart from the ten yuan pension every month, I don't think they will even come back for the New Year or other holidays..."

"Could it be that I really used my family relationship to take their wages and forced them to leave home..."

The daughter-in-law sighed and said, "What's the point of saying this now..."

"I reminded you at that time, but you just didn't listen..."

"Now that my two sons have made up their minds, I guess my two daughters-in-law are eager to separate from us..."

"It's no use regretting..."

"Forget it... Let's go to sleep first, maybe it will be better tomorrow." (End of this chapter)