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

So, under everyone's watchful eyes, Yan Bugui leaned to the side.

Startled, Yan Jiecheng rushed over. If he hadn't been quick, his old man would have fallen to the ground.

He will not only have to pay for the medical expenses, but also take special care of him, which will cost money and effort, and there is no guarantee of a good outcome.

Liu Haizhong was also startled. There was a pile of bricks next to the alley. If he fell, he would definitely make a hole in his head.

"Alright, Jiecheng, quickly help your dad back inside."

"Jiefang, take all these parts home. Once your dad wakes up, we'll find someone to fix them."

So everyone scrambled to help, some lifting people, others picking up things, creating quite a lively scene.

He Yuzhu, who was sweeping snow at the street entrance, couldn't help but chuckle at what was happening before him. He turned his back and tried his best to suppress his laughter.

Chapter 179 The stingy old man lives up to his name; he'd rather die than live for money! [Please subscribe]

The Yan family in the courtyard.

Yan Bugui gradually recovered, and the doctor from the street clinic examined him.

"Doctor, am I alright?"

Yan Bugui knew that Yi Zhonghai had suffered a stroke because he was frightened and agitated.

So when Yan Bugui woke up, his first thought was that he hadn't turned into Yi Zhonghai.

The doctor smiled and wrote out a prescription.

"It's nothing, you just fainted from excitement after being stimulated, it's nothing serious."

"Just take some medicine at home and rest calmly, and you'll be fine."

After he finished speaking, he handed the prescription to the three old women standing next to him.

"Just get the medicine according to the prescription."

After the doctor left, Yan Bugui sat up and asked Yan Jiefang, who was standing next to him.

"Second brother, is the car loaded?"

Yan Jiefang spread his hands and said.

"No, they're all placed under the window."

"My brother said he'll ask you when you wake up before making a decision."

Yan Bugui shook his head.

"What's the point of asking me? I don't know how to assemble it. Why don't you just have him find a professional to assemble it for me?"

"Alright, go and call him over."

Yan Jiecheng is currently lying in the room. He is working the night shift, while his wife works the day shift.

For the past month, the two of them could only see each other once in the morning from morning till night. Now that his wife has left, he can't even do his homework.

So, I can only stay in bed and doze off.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was another knock on the door outside.

"Who is it? Making such a racket this morning, can't a person get any sleep?!"

When Yan Jiecheng got up and opened the door, he saw that it was his younger brother Yan Jiefang, which made him even angrier.

"Hey second brother, do you even know what's going on? I'm working the night shift, and now you're here to bother me, trying to keep me from sleeping, huh?"

"If you can't give me a straight answer today, don't blame me for beating you up."

Yan Jiefang waved his hand and said.

"Brother, don't blame me for this. Dad sent me to call you. If you're angry, take it out on him. Don't try to mess with me."

After saying that, Yan Jiefang was about to leave when he thought for a moment and turned back.

“Watch your mouth when you talk, I bet Dad wants you to pay for the car repairs.”

Yan Jiefang blurted out his name.

"Why?"

Yan Jiefang shrugged.

"How would I know? I'm just guessing. You should ask him yourself."

The third aunt put a pillow under Yan Bugui's head, and then saw his eldest son, Yan Jiecheng, walk in.

"Old Yan, you two chat first, I'll go get your medicine."

Yan Bugui felt his throat go dry just as he was about to speak.

"Honey, don't go yet. Get me some water so I can soothe my throat."

The third aunt took the water cup and went to refill it. Yan Jiecheng, who had entered the room, came to the bedside and looked at Yan Bugui.

"Dad, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong with you?"

Yan Bugui shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm not going to die yet."

Yan Bugui took the water glass and quickly drank two sips to moisten his slightly itchy throat.

After drinking half a cup of water, Yan Bugui felt much better. He looked at Yan Jiecheng and gave him instructions.

"Boss, don't let your wife take the bus for a while. Let her ride a bicycle instead."

Yan Jiecheng was stunned.

"Riding a bicycle?"

"Dad, that bicycle has been completely dismantled; it looks like a pile of scrap metal. How are we supposed to ride it?"

Yan Bugui handed the water cup to the third aunt with a relaxed expression.

"Aren't you on pretty good terms with Old Ma from the repair shop at the street corner?"

"Why don't you call him over and have him assemble it for you?"

Yan Jiecheng extended his hand.

"Sure, take twenty yuan first, I'll try to build a relationship with them and see if they'll give me face."

Yan Bugui said.

"If it were something that could be done by paying money, would I still be asking you to go to him?"

"You always brag about how good your relationship is, now's the time to put it to use."

"You can ask him to come and install it, and then you can take him out for lunch. If that doesn't work, just give him three or five yuan."

Yan Jiecheng rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

"Dad, are you still my biological father?"

"Your car was dismantled, and instead of arresting the person who dismantled it, you're scheming to get me to use my connections to repair it, which will cost you both time and money."

"Even if the bike is fixed, it's your bike that will be ridden. What does it have to do with us?"

"Let my mom be the judge. How can you scheme against your own son like this?"

Seeing that he had been exposed, Yan Bugui was somewhat embarrassed.

"Yan Jiecheng, I'm your father, how dare you speak to me like that?"

"What do you mean I schemed against you? Didn't I say that once the car is fixed, your wife can ride it to work?"

Yan Jiecheng nodded.

"That's right, you meant my wife rode it, but you didn't say how long?"

"Three days, five days, ten days, or half a month?"

Yan Bugui originally planned to let Yu Li ride it for a week or two and then find a reason to take it back.

Now that his son has seen through him, he naturally can't bring himself to say what he said this week, so he puts on a very generous act.

"Am I such a petty person?"

"Well, how about letting your wife ride the bicycle for a month?"

Yan Jiecheng reached out his hand.

"Dad, once this car is assembled, even if he's an acquaintance, I'll treat him to a meal and give him some money, which should be ten or eight yuan."

"And that's assuming there's no shortage of parts. How much does Yu Li's monthly bus pass cost?"

"You won't be exposed to the wind or snow, and you won't freeze. Why would we pay ten yuan to rent your bicycle for a month? Wouldn't that be like paying to suffer?"

"Let whoever wants to fix this car fix it. I'm not going to fix it. If I do, Yu Li will definitely make me sleep on the floor."

After saying this, Yan Jiecheng was about to leave when Yan Bugui said something.

"If you don't fix it, then you can forget about using the family's bicycle for free from now on!"