Chapter 217: The Gatekeeper Yan Bugui

Liu Haizhong looked at the two brothers and shook his head. He looked at Yi Zhonghai, who was almost collapsed into a puddle, with the attitude of a winner and said in a friendly manner:

"Well... Lao Yi, Lao Yan has also dealt with it according to your report. And you have also seen that some things do not need to be taken care of.

This is how a boss in the hospital should be. Your old way of criticizing and punishing is outdated. Now it’s more about that…”

Zhang Xingwang rolled his eyes and whispered:

“Cure by doing nothing.”

"Yes, it's about governing by doing nothing. Anyway, I can't explain it to a person of your low moral character. Okay, it's cold and there's nothing else to do, so let's go home."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry at Liu Haizhong's words that he almost jumped up from the stool. He covered his chest and kept saying "you you you" to Liu Haizhong for a long time without saying anything.

If he wasn't strong enough, he would have spat out a mouthful of blood on Liu Haizhong's face.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, everyone went back one after another. Jia Zhang was looking at the crowd that was about to disperse, and she twisted her mouth towards Zhang Xingwang with a threatening smile like a god of war.

Then, looking at Zhang Xingwang's lips moving "Just watch", he went back to the house with satisfaction. However, seeing that Jia Dongxu's eyes were a little unfriendly, he guessed he would have to teach him a lesson when he got back.

Most people had left, and Yan Bugui listened to Liu Haizhong's words, "You are a beautiful woman, but why do you become a thief?"

At the same time as I felt that he was too poorly educated, I began to feel sad and even forgot the poem that was about to be recited.

Looking at this scene, I wondered what I had done. How could a good uncle become a gatekeeper and errand boy? He no longer even had the right to recite poetry aloud.

What should I do with my anger? It's not a good idea to always look for a wife, after all, I already have four children.

He looked around at the contemptuous looks given to him by the crowd, and wondered what he could continue to do in the future. What was the point of doing this job as an uncle?

On second thought, um... it seems like I have to give up. Everyone will have to dig up old scores. After all, I still have to make amends for my crime. Otherwise, who knows what kind of gossip that gossipy Zhang Xingwang can make up.

It seems that I will have to admit my mistake to him later. After all, I am a scholar, and I am a man who can bend and stretch. The ancestors of scholars are very particular about this, and they even thought of dozens of reasons for him to bend...

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Bugui standing in the yard, and felt a warm feeling in his heart. He felt that he still had hope for the future. This time, Old Yan finally understood him.

I am ready to stand on the same front with Lao Yan in the future. I just wanted to go up to comfort him and say a few words like "I understand your pain" and "It's hard to find a true friend in life".

Then he saw Yan Jiecheng casually walk past him, drag Yan Bugui away skillfully, and drag him back to the house...

Seeing Jia Dongxu supporting the Buddha-like Jia Zhang back to the house, he suddenly felt sad, thinking that he was not even as good as Old Yan. At least Old Yan had a son to take care of him, but he... Alas... The sadness in his heart suddenly turned into tears.

Zhang Xingwang waved his hand to let Liu Haizhong, who was full of flattery, go back first, and sent away the two brothers who came to learn from him with flattering faces, and also sent away Liu Junming, who was full of admiration. He was even busier than when he was at work.

After finally having some peace and quiet, I quickly ate melon seeds and looked at Yi Zhonghai's sad expression. I felt that Old Yi had not recovered from his previous depressive state, so I had to find some time to talk to the old lady in front.

Why is the smile in this guy with bangs getting weirder and weirder? It seems like it is gradually overlapping with that old guy with cold legs in Geshi. It's a bit weird.

Zhang Xingwang strolled back home. The house was quite lively. His fourth sister was pretending to do her homework with her head buried, and his second sister was obviously absent-mindedly fiddling with the sewing machine.

The most outrageous one is the eldest sister, who is still struggling with the bicycle outside the house. The way she rides with a limp and a crotch is really unbearable to watch. I don't know when she will learn it.

Hearing the "thump" sound of someone falling to the ground outside the house, Zhang Xingwang couldn't understand how this Valkyrie could be defeated by a bicycle. He was worried that his elder sister would throw the bicycle over the wall in anger.

Only his mother Wang Xiulan was relatively normal, but she only poured him a glass of water. Zhang Xingwang had said a lot in the meeting and was really thirsty. After taking a big sip of water, he said with a depressed look on his face:

"Hey... I was almost criticized at the meeting, why didn't you guys react at all?"

Everyone...

Finally, Wang Xiulan spoke perfunctorily:

"Hey...Xingwang, you can't blame us for not reacting much, in fact, we reacted quite strongly at the beginning.

Mother sent your eldest sister out early, fearing that something might happen to you, but who knew that this damn girl would come back to practice driving after just going to see her for a while.

Um... Ruonan actually just came back, so we all know about your meeting."

Zhang Xingwang thought it was reasonable, except that the word “what if” sounded a bit awkward.

I turned around and looked at my second sister unconsciously. She looked strange and said slowly:

"Brother, you know me well. I can't help you even if I go. You may have to help me. And I have already asked your brother-in-law to help you."

Although the speech was spoken slowly, Zhang Xingwang still nodded as he listened, thinking it made sense.

If he really let his second sister help him in a debate with Yi Zhonghai, the scene would be so beautiful that it would be hard to imagine.

So this is the reason why you are indifferent? Even though he is very good and powerful, I still feel a little weird seeing everyone being calm. As expected, since he became the pillar of the family, his family members no longer worry about him.

I shouted in my heart, I am also a baby of more than 200 months old. As expected, I had to bear everything by myself in the end. Love will always disappear...

The joy of the successful meeting disappeared in an instant. I was afraid that Fourth Sister had already explained the whole process to everyone.

Then he went back to his room in a depressed mood, looked at the paper airplane, took out the medicinal wine, drank a few sips, and then went to take a nap.

……

After he returned to the room, Wang Xiulan whispered:

"Ruonan, you were telling me about your brother's attempt to instigate your Aunt Jia. I didn't hear you clearly at that time."

"Mom, you'd better listen less. What if you get a headache if you listen too much? I now suspect that my brother inherited his brain from you..."

"You silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Analyze for me, who in the hospital is going to be unlucky this time?"

The fourth sister analyzed to Wang Xiulan with an impatient look on her face. It was true that she liked to gossip, but the novelty wore off after she told one thing.

She was just a nosy person, not a chatterbox. My mother's brain capacity was not good, and she didn't think it was meaningful to repeat it three or five times.

Then, while Wang Xiulan was confused, he still raised his head and chest and whispered the analysis to Wang Xiulan again. Only then did Wang Xiulan, who was satisfied, let the fourth sister go.

After listening to the fourth sister's analysis, the second sister Zhang Pandi realized that not only was her brother fine, but several people in the yard were in trouble. So she quickly packed up the unfinished earmuffs on the sewing machine and wandered back to the front yard.