Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

He was highly respected in the area, and very few people dared to offend Wang Fugui, so he lived a fairly comfortable life.

When Wan Ping'an arrived at Wang Fugui's house, Wang Fugui was sitting in the main room smoking a pipe. Upon seeing Wan Ping'an, he hurriedly greeted him, "Oh, Uncle's here! Come on, come on, son, I'll go make you a pot of tea." (chbh)

Wan Ping'an smiled and responded, then sat down opposite Wang Fugui, took the tea that Wang Pang brought him, and said with a smile:

"Brother Wang, you are much better than me. Your family is so well-off, and you have such a filial and sensible son."

"Sigh, I'm terrified of being poor. My children are just a burden. But this Wang Pang is indeed quite sensible." Wang Fugui sighed and shook his head.

Wang Fugui's generation was spoiled from childhood because of their good family conditions. The family would always save the best food for the children first, and they would even secretly save the things that they themselves couldn't bear to eat for the children.

That's why Wang Pang is so well-behaved and sensible.

"Brother Wang, what brings you here today?" Wan Ping'an asked with a smile.

Wang Fugui said, "Ping An, look, I invited you here this time because I wanted you to teach my son, Wang Pang, so he can learn something. What do you think?"

"Uh, of course, there's no need to say more about our friendship, Uncle Wang."

Wang Fugui said, "No need, no need. My family just has a little spare money. Wang Pang has loved reading since he was little and studies very hard. He'll definitely be grateful if you can teach him. Besides, this is my fault."

"He was sick for a while without taking care of himself, so there was no one at home to look after him. As a result, the kid ran away. Luckily, you were there, otherwise he might have gotten a beating."

"Hehe, that's not true, Brother Wang, don't talk nonsense. Besides, Fatty Wang wasn't injured, he just had some minor injuries."

"Oh dear! It's all my beastly son's doing. Ping An, don't mind it. If you feel uncomfortable, that's fine too. It's not urgent anyway," Wang Fugui said with a smile.

Wan Ping'an smiled and said, "There's nothing inconvenient about it. Since Brother Wang has put it this way, it would be too formal for me to refuse. However, I have an unwritten rule that I only teach for two days each month."

"It's alright. I know you're the boss now and very busy, but I won't let you teach me for nothing," Wang Fugui said with a smile, while taking out two red bills from his pocket and handing them to Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an waved his hand in refusal, explaining with a smile, "Brother Wang, there's really no need, given our relationship..."

"Alright, take it. We're not strangers."

Chapter 307 Trouble comes from the mouth

“My family is rich now and we don’t lack money. Although my family is poor, we can still afford this. Besides, you don’t need to come every day.”

Wang Fugui was adamant, and Wan Ping'an had no choice but to accept the red bill, saying, "Since that's the case, then I'll respectfully comply. Be on time tomorrow morning, remember that."

"OK, no problem!"

Wan Ping'an wasn't bothered by his first visit to Wang Fugui's house. After all, Wang Fugui was quite respected in the village, and both men and women liked to follow him around. Moreover, Wang Fugui was easygoing, had a generous personality, and got along well with everyone.

But Wan Ping'an had barely returned home and caught his breath when he saw a group of young people gathered around the corner of his house, discussing something.

Seeing this, Wan Ping'an was puzzled. Had his house been burgled?

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Wan Ping'an stood in front of the group and shouted in a deep voice.

Those young men clearly didn't hear that Wan Ping'an had returned; they were still talking.

"Hey kid, you've got some nerve. Isn't that obvious? That old man is doing really well now. Li Mei likes him, and Fu Gui even invites him to her house." A young man glanced at him and said sarcastically.

"What do you mean? You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, just wait and see. That night, Uncle Wan Ping'an brought back a bottle of wine, and Uncle Liu Haizhong drank it all. There was only a little left, and I bet he didn't even want to drink it himself." The young man continued to provoke him.

"Hey, do you think Grandpa Wan Ping'an knows about this?"

"Who knows? What if he knew?"

As the group was talking, someone patted them on the shoulder. Turning around, they saw Wan Ping'an looking at them.

"What are you little brats doing in this corner of my yard? I just heard you talking about my wine. What's wrong with my wine?" Wan Ping'an asked, frowning.

"Nothing much, hehe." The young man chuckled awkwardly and changed the subject, saying, "You're back."

"What are you doing here at our hospital?" Wan Ping'an asked, squinting his eyes.

"We were just passing by and taking a casual stroll."

Wan Ping'an sneered, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

"Who are you trying to scare?" one of the young men said with a sneer. "Wan Ping'an, don't think you're so great just because you're a big shot in this compound. Let me tell you, this place isn't under your jurisdiction!"

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"Not under my jurisdiction? What do you mean by that?" Wan Ping'an asked, puzzled.

“My dad is the director of the neighborhood committee, so watch your mouth. Besides, you’re just a peasant. If you keep acting arrogantly towards us, I guarantee you’ll suffer a terrible death!” another young man said viciously.

"Exactly, they let others drink all their own wine and then blame us for it?" The young man realized he had let something slip and quickly covered his mouth.

"So that's how it is!" Wan Ping'an suddenly realized. These people must have heard the rumors and were deliberately picking a fight. He just didn't expect them to dare to have such ulterior motives. They must be tired of living.

Looking at the arrogant faces of the young men, Wan Ping'an suddenly had an idea and couldn't help but sneer. Did these bastards really think he wouldn't dare to beat them up?

So Wan Ping'an rushed up and started punching and kicking the young men, yelling as he did so: "I'll beat you to death, you bastards! Tell me, what do you know? Who drank my wine?"

The young men were caught off guard when Wan Ping'an actually attacked, and they panicked and scattered in all directions.

Chapter 308 Greed

"If you don't confess, I'll beat you to death!"

Several young men were chased all over the place by Wan Ping'an, and eventually lay on the ground with bruises and swelling on their faces, too exhausted to even beg for mercy.

"Tell me! If you don't, I'll kill you today!" Wan Ping'an sat on a stone stool to the side, smoking a cigarette.

Several young men, their faces contorted with grief, wailed, "Brother Wan, please have mercy and let us go! It was Liu Haizhong, the second '170' lord, who said you had wine at your house, and that you told him to take it and drink it. That's why we went with you. We just wanted to get a jar of wine to drink."

Upon hearing this, Wan Ping'an suddenly realized what was going on.

"How much of that jar of wine did you steal from my house?" Wan Ping'an asked.

"Just one jar!" the young man said immediately. "I only took ten yuan!"

Ten yuan? Wan Ping'an frowned. Didn't that mean Liu Haizhong might have not only gone into his own room and taken the wine, but also his money? That's outrageous.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Please let go!" the young man cried out in pain. Wan Ping'an grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up from the ground. Wan Ping'an then slapped the young man across the face.

"Damn it, you only took ten yuan, and you think you're worthy of drinking my family's wine?" Wan Ping'an slapped him twice more.

"Brother Wan, I was wrong. I really didn't know that wine was yours. If it happens again, I will never dare to take it," the young man said hurriedly, afraid of angering the hot-tempered Wan Ping'an.

"Hmph!" Wan Ping'an snorted coldly, then released his grip.

"Fuck off!"

The young men, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, scrambled and rolled away as they fled.

Wan Ping'an watched the retreating figures of the young men, feeling somewhat annoyed.

What had he done to deserve this? He had clearly kept this wine to sell for money, but someone had stolen it and drunk it all. Wan Ping'an felt somewhat indignant.

"No way, I have to get my money back myself. These bastards think I, Wan Ping'an, am easy to bully? Otherwise, it would make me look like a coward."

Wan Ping'an glanced at the young men on the ground: "You guys come with me to find Liu Haizhong and testify against him. If I can get my money and wine back, I won't hold it against you for taking my money."

The young men exchanged glances, thinking that since they were just killing time anyway, it wouldn't hurt to go and see what the commotion was like.

Wan Ping'an led several young men toward Liu Haizhong's house.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Wan? What brings you here today? How strange..." Wan Ping'an heard a burst of laughter as soon as he reached the door.

"Ha ha"

"Yes, sir, it's been a long time since you've come. I've been thinking about you." Liu Haizhong greeted him with a smile.

"Oh," Wan Ping'an replied casually.

Liu Haizhong then looked at the group of people behind Wan Ping'an and wondered, "Why are they here?"

Wan Ping'an stared at Liu Haizhong for a moment, seemingly guessing what he was thinking.

At this moment, Liu Haizhong also noticed the group of young men behind Wan Ping'an. Feeling guilty, he touched the bridge of his nose and asked:

"Brother Wan, is this your neighbor?"

"Yes, they're from the next courtyard."

Liu Haizhong was at home drinking the wine he had stolen from Wan Ping'an's house when Wan Ping'an showed up, which startled Liu Haizhong.

"Uncle, what brings you here?" Wan Ping'an asked directly.

"It's nothing, Brother Wan, what are you all doing? Why are so many people surrounding my house?"

Wan Ping'an pointed at the bruised and swollen men on the ground and said, "They stole my wine and took my money."

"What!?" Liu Haizhong exclaimed in surprise.

Chapter 309: Beat it up with a rake

"It's that guy surnamed Liu."

Liu Haizhong slapped his forehead, embarrassed, and said, "Wan Ping'an, what do you mean by this? I also have the surname Liu."

"Second Uncle, let's be frank. I just came back from outside and heard these people at my door saying that you came into my house and took my wine and ten yuan, is that right?" Wan Ping'an asked.

"Wan Ping'an, don't make false accusations. I've never been inside your house, so why would I take your wine?"

"Never mind if I'm making false accusations, as long as you admit it, that's fine. I'm telling you, come with me to the police station right now to report this!"

"Call the police? No need to call the police, Brother Wan. We're best buddies. Those little brats must have framed me. I promise you, I'll never come to your house for drinks again, and I won't take anything from you!"

"Why should I believe you? I want what's rightfully mine!" Wan Ping'an said resolutely. "Come on, if you don't go today, don't blame me for being impolite."

"What evidence do you have?"