The yard was in chaos at the time, with people working everywhere. After Lao Wu discovered Yan Bugui's intention, he stepped forward to stop him.
But Yan Bugui was not willing to miss this opportunity. He climbed up with a ladder when Lao Wu was not paying attention. As expected, comrade Yan Bugui, who was born in 1913 and is now in his sixties and almost seventy... was lying down.
And I almost fell down completely!
"I understand!" Zeng Wangcai nodded. "Since Third Uncle went up there himself, it has nothing to do with us."
"Zeng Wangcai, you can't say that." Yan Jiecheng was furious. He couldn't win the fight, so he could only shamelessly beg, "You are so rich, you can't just stand by and watch him die, right? My dad fell, after all, it supports the great cause of reform, right? You should bear some responsibility."
"Hey, old man, you can't die..." The three aunts started crying and trying to gain sympathy.
At this time, Yan Bugui's eyelids moved, and his mouth opened and closed, as if he had something to say.
But because everyone was paying attention to Zeng Wangcai's attitude, among the people in the yard, only two people noticed Yan Bugui's change. Zeng Wangcai was one of them, and Yi Zhonghai was another.
Zeng Wangcai had no good intentions in reminding the Yan family, but Yi Zhonghai had selfish motives. He hoped that Yan Bugui's matter would become a big deal so that it would cause trouble for Zeng Wangcai, so that Zeng Wangcai would not have the energy to interfere with what he and Sha Zhu were going to do.
Therefore, Yan Bugui's struggle to survive...is really too difficult.
"You guys are pretty pitiful too." Zeng Wangcai ignored Yan Bugui and asked deliberately with sympathy, "How much do you want?"
Agree to give money?
Yan Jiecheng thought he had heard it wrong!
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