Courtyard House: Drunk and barging into the Xu family's house, I woke up numb.

Seeing that Yan Bugui was somewhat lost in thought, the third aunt quickly went to greet him.

"Old Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui looked at his wife and said in a trembling voice.

"Yang Ruihua, it's terrible, our bicycle is stolen!"

Chapter 178 The bicycle turned into scrap metal, Yan Bugui fainted! [Please subscribe]

As soon as Yan Bugui said this, Yan Jiefang, who was squatting by the door brushing his teeth, quickly rinsed his mouth and ran over.

"Dad, what happened to the bicycle?"

Before Yan Bugui could speak, Yan Jiecheng, who was wearing a cotton-padded jacket with the buttons fastened, came out of the house.

"Dad, don't just stand there, go to the police station to report this right away."

Yu Li simply tied her hair up and came out, her face still showing some resentment.

When Yan Bugui knocked on the door, he and Yan Jiecheng were reviewing the lessons they hadn't finished the night before.

Yan Jiecheng, who wasn't particularly bright, had finally gotten some ideas when her stingy father-in-law interrupted her.

You know, Yan Jiecheng wasn't usually very bright, but this time he finally showed some promise, and she was so happy, but then it all fell apart.

How could she not feel resentful? After all, Yan Jiecheng was the eldest son, and the old couple in the Yan family were eagerly awaiting the arrival of their eldest grandson.

Yu Li estimated that, at the current rate, it would be a miracle if she could get pregnant in another three to five years.

Yu Li has both looks and figure, and even her younger sister Yu Haitang, who was originally known as the factory beauty, can't compare.

If it weren't for her own difficulty conceiving, and the fact that Yan Laoda was obedient and easy to manipulate, she would have left him long ago.

Otherwise, given her qualifications, finding a good first husband after a divorce wouldn't be difficult for her.

However, since her bicycle might have been stolen, she couldn't very well make a scene.

"Dad, why don't we ask around in the yard first? Just in case someone saw you sleeping and rode it away in a hurry?"

"If we report this to the police, things will get all messed up."

Yan Bugui nodded quickly.

“That’s right, Yu Li is right. Jie Cheng and Jie Fang, one of you go to the backyard and the other to the middle yard, go door to door and ask.”

Yan Jiefang ran out in response. You should know that this bicycle was a treasure of the Yan family, and they usually didn't even get to ride it.

If he loses it, he'll have to walk to exchange it for sweet potatoes or something, which will exhaust him.

After the two brothers left, Yan Bugui didn't rest either. He went from house to house in the front yard and asked around.

This caused chaos for everyone, from early risers to late risers to those who hadn't yet gotten up, all because of the Yan family.

"What's wrong with the Yan family? They're causing such a commotion so early in the morning."

"It looks like they're looking for something...～ˇ..."

"I heard that the Yan family's bicycle was stolen, but I don't know if it's true or not?"

"I don't think so. Our yard hasn't been burgled in years."

"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. Didn't the chickens at Xu Damao's house get stolen by Banggeng a while ago?"

"Yes, yes, and Banggeng's grandmother, Jia Zhangshi, was also sentenced to four years for stealing Xu Damao's bicycle, wasn't she?"

"You're talking about a thief in the family, I'm talking about an outsider. Which courtyard doesn't have a thief in the family? My girl stole two cents from me to buy candy the day before yesterday, and I got a good beating when I found out."

"That's the right thing to do. If a child steals, he should be beaten hard. A small theft can lead to a big one later. A good beating will teach him a lesson!"

"Do you think Sha Zhu stole this bicycle?"

"Why do you say that?"

“Shazhu has a grudge against the Yan family. Yan Jiekuang and Liu Guangfu ruined Shazhu’s wedding by hanging sluts on Banggeng.”

"Now that Liu Guangfu has been dealt with and Yan Jiekuang isn't home, will this idiot Zhu try to steal the Yan family's car by playing the 'son's debt is the father's' trick?"

"Don't spout nonsense without evidence. What if Sha Zhu hears you? He'll hate you to death!"

Shh... Sha Zhu is here.

He Yuzhu walked over from the middle courtyard with a broom in his hand. When he saw the crowd gathered in the front yard, he went up to them and said...

"Hey, why are so many people gathered here? Is Uncle San going to distribute glutinous rice balls for the Lantern Festival?"

A person standing nearby offered an explanation.

"What are you giving out for the Lantern Festival? It's just that Uncle San's bicycle got stolen."

He Yuzhu feigned surprise.

"Your bicycle is stolen?"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go to the police station to report the case!"

Yan Bugui saw He Yuzhu suddenly appear and stepped forward to grab He Yuzhu's hand.

"Shazhu, tell me, did you steal my bicycle?"

He Yuzhu flung Yan Bugui's hand away.

"Hey, Uncle, are you out of your mind?"

"You're making up baseless accusations. If I really stole it, would I let you report it to the police?"

"Do you think I'd be so stupid as to walk right into a trap if the police came?"

Yan Bugui thought to himself, what this kid said makes some sense. If it were really him, he would have run away long ago. How could he dare to let him report the case?

Just then, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng ran back one after the other.

"Dad, I've asked them all, and they said no."

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong walked over together.

"Old Yan, what's wrong? I heard the bicycle is missing?"

Upon hearing Liu Haizhong's voice, Yan Bugui immediately stepped forward and spoke.

"Old Liu, something's happened! Something really bad has happened!"

"Come quickly and see! A thief has broken into our yard! A thief has broken into our alley! Our house has been robbed!"

Liu Haizhong frowned upon hearing this.

"Have you searched the compound?"

Yan Jiecheng said from the side.

“We searched everywhere, Jiefang and I searched all over the place, and we asked from house to house.”

"Liu Haizhong said in a deep voice."

"Looks like a thief really did break in. Everyone go back and check if anything is missing from your homes."

"Old Yan, let's go to the police station right now and report this to them so they can help us find it as soon as possible."

Yan Bugui originally wanted to invite Yi Zhonghai, because he had a good relationship with Director Wang of the police station.

But thinking about how Yi Zhonghai walks now, I decided against it.

It snowed all night yesterday. If I accidentally slipped and fell on the road, I would be in big trouble if I blamed myself for it.

"Dad, come quick! Is this our bicycle?"

The voice of Yan Jiedi, the youngest daughter of the Yan family, came from outside, and Yan Bugui hurriedly ran towards the sound.

Upon arriving at an alley outside the courtyard house, Yan Bugui saw a pile of bicycle parts scattered on the ground.

He leaned forward and picked them up one by one for a closer look, and they really were their family's bicycles.

"Which son of a bitch, born without an anus, dismantled my bicycle? It's utterly despicable, incredibly despicable!"

Looking at the pile of parts, Liu Haizhong admired the person who had caused the destruction; he had managed to take a perfectly good bicycle to pieces.

Even so, without finding someone who knows how to assemble bicycles, it's not guaranteed that you can put them together.

This is assuming there are no missing parts; if the thief had taken a few inconspicuous small parts, the vehicle would have been even more difficult to assemble.

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and patted Yan Bugui on the shoulder.

"Alright, Lao Yan, stop cursing."

"It's good that the bike wasn't stolen. Let's quickly find a mechanic who knows how to assemble bicycles to put it back together."

Yan Bugui's heart bled as he looked at the bicycle that had been dismantled into dozens of pieces.

This thief might as well have just stolen the car; if he had reported it to the police and been caught, he could at least have gotten a new car.

Now look what happened: he didn't steal the car, but he dismantled himself, making it impossible for him to report the crime.

Now, if we try to put this whole pile of things back together, they probably won't do it for less than ten or twenty yuan.

If two more parts are missing, wouldn't he have to pay twenty or thirty yuan in compensation? Just thinking about it made Yan Bugui's head spin.