The courtyard house, without the script of Sha Zhu.

Chapter 143 The Yan Family's Struggle, The Fate of Sweeping Toilets

Yan Jiecheng, who was going home, spoke through gritted teeth.

Although he went out to find work every day and got home relatively late, the way these people looked at him at the door and the words they said when he got home left him dumbfounded. Then he gritted his teeth and spoke.

Upon seeing her eldest son, Yang Ruihua seemed to have found her pillar of support, wailing as if searching for that so-called pillar of support.

"Waaaaah, Jiecheng, your dad's been framed by that little bastard! What are we going to do now?"

There was no other way. You know, the last time Yan Jiecheng went in, there were so many people there, and Li Mei also went to be a leader.

Although everyone was panicked about that incident, at least there was still a direction for a solution.

Even Yan Jiecheng, the eldest brother, couldn't help but frown slightly.

After recalling some things, I couldn't help but laugh at myself and mutter to myself.

"Ha, so this is Cao Wei's revenge. I told you before, don't let Dad get caught up in that obsession again! But you and Dad wouldn't listen. What can I do now?"

That's right, Yan Jiecheng watched as Cao Wei became the deputy head of the cafeteria.

Although he felt resentful, he was mostly unwilling to get involved anymore, or rather, unwilling to seek revenge. This wasn't because he lacked the inclination, but because he recognized the other party's current status.

He's only been working at the factory for a short time, and yet he's already passed the exam to become a Level 3 chef, and now he's even become the deputy director of the steel rolling mill.

What is the Yan family? At the very least, their father is just a librarian. What makes them think they can compete with others?

He hesitated at the time about writing the whistleblower letter.

The issue isn't whether I'm worried about success, but rather about being retaliated against. After all, both the Liu and Yi families have experienced retaliation in the past two years.

However, all of this was ultimately because Yan Jiecheng was worried about himself. After all, he was not young anymore and would have to get married in a few years.

It's no exaggeration to say that, given their current reputation...

If placed outside, it would be far inferior to the Jia family of yesteryear.

He wasn't even sure if he had any confidence left. Even though Jia Dongxu was a mama's boy, he was at least good-looking, and he had a history of...

The official job is there.

Even if he wanted to marry a girl from the countryside, he would probably have some difficulty, since his family would no longer be a scholarly family after his criminal record.

However, after seeing that he succeeded, his worries naturally disappeared, and now he grits his teeth when he thinks about it.

Yang Ruihua was stunned by these words and even stood up instinctively, giving Yan Jiecheng a hard slap across the face.

"Jiecheng! Have you forgotten how that little beast treated our family?"

"But what can we do about their family?"

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Yan Jiefang shouted these words with utter helplessness.

At this point, Yang Ruihua fell completely silent.

The entire family was plunged into an eerie silence, except for young Yan Jiedi, who was crying at the moment.

The crying made Yan Jiefang even more annoyed, and he couldn't help but take out a cigarette and light it.

He barely regained some of his sanity with the help of nicotine, and said in a deep voice:

"Mom, go get some blankets and clothes. Let's go to the police station and ask if there's any room for negotiation."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruihua could only nod somewhat blankly.

After returning to their room and packing some of Yan Bugui's clothes and a blanket, the two rushed to the police station.

Looking at the people from the police station, Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but ask more questions.

"Officer, my dad just made a mistake for a moment. Is there any way to ease or negotiate this situation?"

"How about we apologize to those students' parents?"

Yan Jiecheng was still dreaming a vague dream: at least he could get his father out, and if necessary, he could just get the other party to pay some money to sign some letter of understanding.

However, when the police officers at the station heard this, they seemed to think it was a joke.

"This isn't a conflict between individuals; it's a collective conflict. Things are different now than they used to be, you understand?"

"Preliminary investigations show that although the amount involved in each family is not large, only tens of thousands, the total amount in all families is over one million."

"So this isn't a matter of forgiveness or not; it seems like a sentence is inevitable. However, considering the long time that has passed, I estimate the sentence might be a little lighter, maybe one to three years."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng and Yang Ruihua were struck dumb. Yang Ruihua was crying and shaking her head desperately.

"Officer, this won't do! Our family will really starve to death if this continues."

In response, the police officer rolled his eyes at Yang Ruihua in annoyance.

"Why didn't you think about the consequences before doing something like that?"

"Alright, alright, let's wait for the specific results."

As he spoke, he made no attempt to hide his attitude of trying to shoo people away.

There was no other way; Yan Jiegui had also left a criminal record.

Under such circumstances, if the offense is repeated, it is difficult for the police to show any sympathy or kindness to these families.

The two walked out of the police station looking completely lost and disoriented.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng smoking continuously, Yang Ruihua couldn't help but grab his clothes and say something.

"Jiecheng, what are we going to do? Now that your dad's in jail, we're going to starve! Waaaaah!"

Feeling somewhat annoyed, Yan Jiecheng spoke up irritably.

"What can we do? Tell me."

"Now that things are settled, let's go to the neighborhood office and see if we can put in a good word for them."

These words seemed to bring a glimmer of light to Yang Ruihua's eyes.

She nodded while muttering to herself.

"That's right, let's go check with the neighborhood office."

However, when she actually arrived at the subdistrict office, the "Iron Hat Queen" looked at the two of them as if they were some kind of stinking dog shit. After all, another incident had occurred in the subdistrict under her jurisdiction, which would have a significant impact on her promotion.

Therefore, she naturally scoffed at their attempts to play the victim.

Yan Jiecheng seemed to have anticipated this outcome, so he couldn't help but speak up.

"Director Wang, but looking at it this way, the school has already expelled my dad. Are we all going to starve to death?"

Indeed, on the day the matter was confirmed, the school held a meeting and decided to expel Yan Bugui immediately.

This was Yan Jiecheng's real purpose in coming to the subdistrict office. After all, his father was unemployed, and the subdistrict office couldn't just watch his family starve, could it? Not only would he have more money after getting a job, but he might also be able to marry a beautiful wife in the future.

Upon hearing this, even the Iron-Capped King couldn't help but frown.

Indeed, we can't just let them starve to death, after all, the Yan family is here.

There are three children here too.

The whole family has urban household registration.

But the other party has a bad reputation as a family member of a criminal, so what are you asking her to arrange?

Just then, the Iron-Capped King's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"Well, the government certainly won't just watch you starve to death. Here's what we've got: there's a toilet cleaning job available in the neighborhood right now, which pays 185,000 a month. Considering the current situation of your Yan family, you can send one of your people to do that job."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng was instantly stunned.

The job he wanted was one where he could desperately beg for a minor official position in the neighborhood office.

What does it look like when you can clean a toilet?

If a young man his age is cleaning toilets and gets covered in stench all day, would any girl want to marry him?

He quickly tried to bargain.

"Director Wang, isn't this job a bit too much—"

Before he could finish speaking, the Iron-Capped Prince's face hardened.

"What? Don't you know that there is no such thing as a job being superior or inferior? If it weren't for the fact that you have three children, you wouldn't even be offered this job."

Seeing the other party's attitude, Yan Jiecheng understood that he wouldn't get a good job.

He quickly looked at Yang Ruihua beside him, coughed lightly, and said.

"Hey Mom, why don't you go do it? I'll just do odd jobs here and there. We can raise our younger siblings together."