No matter how much, she has to listen to the head of the family.

Yan Fugui sat there, gripping the armrests of the chair with his fingers, fearing that he might not be able to hold himself up and slide down.

Looking back on the past twenty years, my two identities, as a teacher and as a father, seem to have been quite unsuccessful.

When teachers fail to educate students well, a situation arises where students control teachers.

If the teaching is not strict, the teacher will be lazy.

When a father fails to discipline his children well, he will be filled with resentment and refuse to correct his mistakes.

It's the father's fault if he doesn't teach him.

I have really done a lot of things wrong in this life.

"You have to blame me, even if you hate me"

Yan Fugui spoke with difficulty, his tone filled with deep exhaustion, and said: "It's up to you."

He raised his head and looked at the back room, then at Yan Jiefang, pursed his lips, paused, and then said: "What kind of life do you want to live, what kind of path do you want to take..."

"It's up to you"

It was really difficult to say this, but I still said it with certainty: "I don't care, I won't embarrass you, and I won't embarrass myself."

The crying in the room gradually subsided. Hou Qinghua hugged his daughter and sat there with tears in his eyes, lifeless.

Yan Jiefang stopped talking and just drank wine with his brother, one drink for you and one for me.

"But there is something I have to say first."

Yan Fugui tried his best to straighten his back and said with a cold attitude: "If you want to be independent and self-reliant, just show off. Decadence and drunkenness will not solve the problem."

"The same goes for you"

He nodded at his youngest son and daughter and reminded: "As long as you are in this family, you have to do your part. I will raise you when you are young, not when you are old."

"I don't point at you for raising me."

The last sentence was very sad, but I said it anyway and said it firmly.

"Okay, that's it. After this new year, you can take care of things on your own. You have no share in this house. Once you graduate, you'll all leave."

"Okay, I'll go"

Yan Jiefang finished the last dumpling, drank the last glass of wine, nodded happily and said: "I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, I got up. Maybe I drank too much, or my legs and feet were really inconvenient, so I almost stumbled.

It was his younger brother Yan Jiekuang who helped him and prevented him from having his head broken.

"Hoho~"

Yan Jiefang looked at his white-faced brother with a smile, stood up vigorously, and patted his hand again.

"It's okay, I'm happy today, I'm so happy"

He held his brother's hand and said sincerely: "It's the first time in my life. It's the first time I've had a drink with you. I didn't expect to be so happy."

After saying that, he let go, turned around and entered the back room. After a while, he rolled up his bed and limped out, carrying his own clothes and bag.

"Second brother..."

Yan Jiedi had already stood up, looked at him blankly, and asked: "Where are you going?"

"Concierge, I'm on duty today"

Yan Jiefang shook his body a little unsteadily, but he still tried his best to smile at his sister and said: "We'll deal with it for one night for now, and we'll go out to look for a house tomorrow."

"Where can I find a house now?"

Although Yan Jiedi is young, she is still a big girl, and she doesn't understand anything.

There are few job opportunities in Beijing now, but there are many people. When there are more people, there are fewer houses.

Even those who have a job may not be able to share a house with dormitories, let alone the second brother who is penniless.

The money he spent to paste the matchboxes was given as a supplement to his sister-in-law every month. Maybe today's dumplings were the last money he had on hand.

Yan Jiefang had already taken two steps and was now standing at the door, with his back to his family and his eyes blankly looking out the door. However, he comforted his sister with a smile and said: "God will not starve to death."

.

After saying that, he ignored his sister's shouts, opened the door and walked out of the house resolutely.

Only when he walked out of the house did he truly realize what his concept of home was, which was more than just a roof to shelter from the wind and rain.

There are people who care.

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"We're going to make dumplings, what are you doing?"

Shazhu saw Li Xuewu carrying the child out and greeted him with a smile.

Liu Yin, Ji Yuxiu and others who were sent out also chatted and laughed with him.

Li Xuewu nodded to his daughter and explained: "It won't happen this year. The family is still waiting for us to go back to celebrate the New Year, next year."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It will be fine next year"

Silly Zhu thought along what Li Xuewu said and murmured: "I will be one year old next year and can crawl. It will be fun to get together by then!"

"You just like the excitement"

Li Xuewu didn't ask his mother and the others to send him off again. He turned a corner when he reached the west courtyard. It was really cold outside right now.

The snow is still falling, but there is no wind. If you wear thicker clothes, it will feel really comfortable.

Talking to Shazhu, they walked out of the Chuihua Gate together.

As soon as we arrived at the outer courtyard, we saw several boys coming out of the concierge, all muttering as if they were dissatisfied.

But when they saw Li Xuewu coming out with the child in his arms, they all stopped talking and quietly went out the door.

Silly Zhu glanced at the concierge, raised his hand and signaled Li Xuewu to go to the west courtyard, but introduced in a low voice: "Yan Jiefang, I broke up with the family, packed up my bed and came out."

"Been at the concierge?"

Li Xuewu didn't care what happened between Yan Jiefang and his family, but living in a concierge was not a problem.

Silly Zhu also meant the same thing, curling his lips and said: "Who knows, I can't let you go, that concierge is for public use."

"I don't think Yan Laokou dares to have this idea."

He pointedly said: "It's not okay to perform a play noisily with my son just to occupy some space."

"You have so much on your mind"

When Li Xuewu saw the people in the sitting room coming out to see him off, he waved his hand, indicating that they should go back and continue playing.

Silly Zhu sent him to the west courtyard, and Yu Li also followed him out.

The Li family living across the street probably knew what happened to the Yan family, but Li Xuewu didn't want to say it.

In the west courtyard, the bonfire is still burning, and all the unnecessary garbage is piled in and burned.

Years ago, my grandfather pulled back a few dead wood lumps from the pile of trees in the street garden.

This thing is too honest, it's hard to move and hard to burn.

Pile it in and burn it. As long as you keep an eye on it, it can keep the heat going until tomorrow morning.

Why have a bonfire?

Because it is economical and affordable, there are no taboos.

Fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed to be set off, but no one is allowed to light fires and burn firewood.

The presence of fire has the meaning of booming fire. In addition, it is snowing today and the fire is baking, so it is not cold in the yard.

I didn’t see that the snow on the place name of the West Courtyard is lighter than that of the main courtyard. It’s just that the hot air is rolling and causing a warm current.

When Li Xuewu came out, Lao Qi helped drive the car out so that he could carry his child into the car.

Yu Li took a final look at Li Shu, who was a little sleepy, and stuffed a small red envelope into her cotton-padded jacket, saying it was lucky money.

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to this, smiled and greeted Shazhu and the others, waved to a few people standing at the door of the outer courtyard, and drove out.

Yu Li and Shazhu stood there, watching the command vehicle disappear into the alley, and then looked away.

"What did you just say to him?"

"What? Oh~"

Silly Zhu was startled by Yu Li's sudden question, then smiled, pointed to the direction of the front yard with his chin, and said: "The third uncle's house."

With that said, he motioned Yu Li to stand in front of the fire, and while he was warming himself, he explained: "When I went back, I heard their family quarreling. Later, I learned from him and said that it was Yan Jiefang who came from

The family has moved out."

"Awesome?"

Yu Li raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you let him stare?"
To be continued...