Chapter 492 Arrival in Beiping City

Chapter 492 Arrival in Beiping City

When Yan Jiefang came back, Yan Jiekuang did not go home either. He was worried about his father. The child had been taken away by his mother, so he felt at ease staying here with his father. Yan Jiefang asked his father about what happened today and thought there was something wrong, but he still did not alarm the police because it was just a personal guess.

In the evening, the second brother always wanted his younger brother to cook some delicious dishes and have some drinks. However, Yan Jiekuang did not think the same as him. He always felt that something would happen tonight, so he refused. Yan Jiefang also criticized Yan Jiekuang. As a result, Yan Bugui still believed Yan Jiekuang more and felt that nothing should happen and that Yan Jiekuang was making a fuss. He was instantly relieved and started drinking with Yan Jiekuang.

At midnight, my father and brother had a great time drinking and are now lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Yan Jiekuang was uneasy, so he sat at the door of the east wing in the backyard and listened to the noise outside. After one o'clock, something fell to the ground in the yard. His father's house didn't have anything, so the sound was very loud. Yan Jiekuang was not sleepy at all. He heard it for real. It was a test shot.

Not long after, three people jumped down from the outside wall. Yan Jiekuang couldn't tell what they looked like, but judging from their clothes, they seemed to be quite fashionable, as they were all wearing branded sportswear and popular hiking shoes. However, the figures were still a little blurry. Yan Jiekuang saw that he didn't want to be a coward, so he took a steel pipe and sneaked out.

Yan Jiekuang was born into a martial arts family. When he saw that his brother and father could not help him, he didn't care anymore. He quietly pushed open the door of the east wing, went out, stood behind a figure leaning against the wall, raised the iron pipe, and smashed it at the man's back, followed by the second one, and then the third one.

After a night, when Yan Bugui and Yan Jiefang woke up, they saw three young men trapped in the middle of the yard. The two were very puzzled. The three people tied with hemp ropes seemed to have fainted. What on earth was going on? But after a closer look, the two understood and were shocked. They obviously didn't recognize these people. Someone had entered the yard last night.

At this time, in the east wing, Yan Jiekuang was lying on the bed and snoring. Yan Jiefang walked to his bedside, shook Yan Jiekuang awake, and asked, "Old Third, wake up, Old Third, wake up."

Yan Jiekuang woke up dazedly and asked, "Second brother, what are you doing so early in the morning? Let me sleep a little longer."

Then Yan Jiekuang turned inside with the quilt in his arms. Yan Jiefang quickly said, "What's going on with the three people in the yard? Go back to sleep later."

"Who are they? Oh, those three who climbed over the wall last night. I knocked them out and left them to you. I'll sleep for a while. I haven't slept all night. Go ask them yourself." Yan Jiekuang turned around.

Only then did Yan Jiefang realize that it was his third brother who knocked the man unconscious. He felt relieved, went out, and made a phone call to ask the nearest police station to come and take the man away. He also hurriedly washed up. At this time, he heard someone shouting in the yard. Yan Bugui came out slowly holding a teacup, sat down on a stool beside him, and looked at the three shouting young men.

The three men rolled their eyes, thinking about how to get away. When they saw the familiar old man sitting opposite them, the taller one of them said, "Uncle, uncle, we just walked into the wrong door by accident. I thought we were at home, so we jumped in with the two of them. We have no ill intentions. Please let us go and we'll leave right away."

Yan Bugui slowly lit a cigarette, looked at the young man, and said, "Oh, you don't even know where your home is? This is difficult. When did you jump in?"

The man thought that the old man was easy to fool, so he said with a smile: "Uncle, we drank a little and were a little dizzy. We walked into the wrong yard. We are sorry. Uncle, please untie the rope for us first."

"Oh, you've been drinking, but I don't smell any alcohol on you." Yan Bugui looked at them with a smile. Another young man with a crew cut got a little anxious and said, "Old man, let us go quickly, or you'll be in trouble."

Yan Bugui looked at the man and said, "Oh, soft tactics don't work, so use force. Do you think I'm stupid? I'm so old, how can I get back at this if I let you go? Wait, someone will come to pick you up."

"Uncle, uncle, please don't call the police. This is just a misunderstanding, really." The tall man became a little anxious when he heard it.

At this time, Yan Jiefang came out from the backyard. He was wearing a police uniform. Seeing his father teasing the three people, he said, "Dad, why are you wasting time talking to them? You three should think carefully about what to say later."

At this time, there was a knock at the door. Yan Jiefang went to open the door. Several policemen came in, saluted and said, "Director Yan, we are here to take someone away."

When the three men heard this, they instantly wilted. They thought they had hit a wall. The man's son was a policeman, and from what he said, he was a director. They instantly thought that this was definitely the man who had knocked them out last night.

Yan Jiefang took them away. Yan Bugui closed the door with a smile, went to the east wing to take a look, and heard Yan Jiekuang snoring, so he did not disturb him and went to the study humming a little tune.

One day in July, the design drawings of Yan Jiekuang's Fangshan villa had been finalized and construction had begun on site. With Liu Tong watching over it, Yan Jiekuang went there once when the construction started and never went again.

Liu Tong also strongly requested to be transferred back this time because his grandfather was not in good health. Yan Jiekuang took the children to see him once. In the past, if he was sick, he would go to the hospital and get better in two days. This time was different. In fact, Yan Jiekuang had already seen that old Liu was on his last legs.

Yan Jiekuang wanted to accompany him and comfort him, but Old Liu was a wise man and said to Yan Jiekuang directly, "Old Third, we have been together since the 1960s. I know my body best. You don't need to comfort me. I only ask one thing of you. Please take good care of Liu Tong. Whether he lives a good life depends directly on you. I will also tell him to be loyal to you. Please take good care of him for me."

Yan Jiekuang knew that Old Liu was clear about the situation, so he nodded and agreed. He also kept praising Liu Tong, saying that he was a very competitive child who had taught himself design, construction and other professions. He was now a well-known figure in the industry, so the old man could rest assured.

So Liu Tong was transferred back. Yan Jiekuang specially discussed this matter with Ji Lian. Although Ji Lian knew that the project in Shanghai was in full swing and Liu Tong was also the main person in charge of the project, she still agreed and transferred Liu Tong back to the headquarters.

Liangzi has been studying very hard recently because Yan Jiekuang has been teaching him and his sister first grade Chinese and math. Liangzi himself likes to study very much, and after studying himself, he also supervises his sister. Fangfang still has a playful heart and takes care of her own flowers and plants whenever she has the chance. Most of these were given to her by Yan Bugui, and she cherishes them very much.

Yan Jiekuang also sorted out his collection, because whenever Yan Bugui had time, he would come to appreciate it, and from time to time he would take history books to study it. Yan Jiekuang also classified the collections according to age to make it easier for his father to appreciate them, for fear that his father would make a fool of himself when he took them out.

(End of this chapter)