The Third Master, Yan Bugui, was the most complicated person in the Siheyuan.
He was good, but sometimes, the things he did made people speechless. He often colluded with Xu Damao.
It wasn't good to say that, but sometimes he was sincere to He Yuzhu, like Ran Qiuye.
He was a person who valued benefits too much.
Everyone in the courtyard house knew why Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang wanted to separate.
It was all for the two houses of the third uncle's house.
He wanted to protect those two houses and did not want to give them to his two sons.
He was afraid that when he was old, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang would not support him. At that time, he would still be able to live in two houses.
However, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang felt that the old man was biased.
Not only did the two brothers not give Third Uncle a single cent every month, but they also took money from Third Uncle sometimes.
It was to force Third Master to split up.
However, Third Master was stubborn.
When he heard that He Yu Chen actually agreed to the separation, Third Uncle was instantly anxious.
"What separation? I'm not splitting up. I gave my two rooms to those two little bastards. Where am I going to live?”
"I say, Third Master, you can't live in three rooms alone. How old are your two now? They're already married and still have to take money from you every once in a while. Aren't you tired?”
Third Uncle knew this, but he was still unwilling.
"If you ask me, how about this? You can tell Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng that they can move out, but they have to pay you rent every month to live in your house.”
"Hey!"
Third Uncle's eyes immediately lit up.
"But my house?"
"You should just put your heart in your stomach. When the two brothers are successful, how can they still think about your broken house?”
People in this era did not look down on Siheyuan. They wanted to live in a small bungalow.
Especially in the 70s and 80s.
People wanted to live in high-rise buildings or villas.
However, after more demolitions, some people maliciously hyped it up, and the courtyard house gradually became more expensive.
In this era where one could buy a house with just over a hundred yuan, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng naturally didn't care.
"Alright, I'll do as you say. But when the entire academy meets, you have to say a few words for me.”
Third Uncle said as he tugged at He Yuchen's sleeve.
"Alright, I got it."
He Yuchen smiled.
Third Uncle was relieved. Then, he looked at Yu Haitang with a smile.
"Haitang, you can also tell your sister about this.”
Yu Haitang nodded blankly.
He Yuchen shook his head and laughed.
Among the three grandmasters in the courtyard house, the first grandmaster was always thinking about his funeral. He had no children and wanted He Yuzhu and He Yuchen to take care of him in his old age.
Second Uncle was too greedy for power. He thought about how to suppress First Uncle and Third Uncle every day.
The simplest one was Third Uncle. He was a miser and stingy, but his nature was not bad.
"Alright, Haitang, I've settled your nephew's matter. Go and tell your sister about this later.”
"Alright, Third Uncle."
Yu Haitang nodded.
After Third Uncle left, Yu Haitang looked even more embarrassed at He Yuchen.
"Deputy Factory He, I'm really sorry for making you come here for nothing.”
"It's fine. Third Uncle saved me a lot of trouble.”
He secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Reward: Yu Haitang's favorability 20, please choose 200 points or 200 catties of food stamps!”
He Yuchen still chose 200 points. The food tickets were useless to him.
If he needed it, he could just use his points to buy it.
The mission was completed, but what about Yu Haitang?
He Yu Chen was in a dilemma. He couldn't let this girl go back by herself.
Just as he was at a loss, Yu Haitang helped him out.
"Thank you, Deputy Factory He. I'll go back first.”
"Do you want me to send you?"
He Yuchen asked.
Yu Haitang shook her head like a rattle-drum.
"No, there's no need. My house is nearby. I can go back by myself.”
"Alright, be careful on the road."
He Yuchen heaved a sigh of relief.
After Haitang left, He Yuchen rode his bicycle toward the front door.
It was almost evening.
He Yuchen, who had not eaten dinner, suddenly smelled the fragrance of the buns and was instantly hungry.
He stopped the car in front of the stall and bought two buns.
However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a person in tattered clothes sitting at the corner.
He looked to be in his thirties or forties, wearing a conical hat, and his clothes were ragged. Old newspapers and cardboard were scattered all around him.
He Yuchen noticed him not because he was dressed differently.
It was a broken bowl in front of him.
Although He Yu Chen didn't know much about antiques, he had a strong feeling when he saw the broken bowl.
"Ding! System mission triggered. Host, please purchase the Ming Zhengde Blue and White Porcelain Bowl from the hands of the Marquis of Trash. Reward: 200 points!”
It was actually the raggedy marquis.
No wonder He Yuchen felt that this person looked familiar.
The raggedy Marquis looked a little similar to Third Uncle. In the TV series, they were actors.
When He Yu Chen saw the Marquis of Trash, the Marquis of Trash seemed to have noticed as well.
He lifted his cap and looked at He Yuchen.
He Yuchen bought two more buns and walked over.
"Young man, are you going to give me a bun?”
"Then why don't I give you money and you buy it yourself?”
He Yuchen said.
The raggedy duke laughed loudly when he heard this.
"Hahaha, what an interesting young man. How about you give me five yuan and I'll sell you something?”
He Yu Chen knew that this tattered marquis was the descendant of the previous dynasty's prince.
Although he was pretending to be a beggar, he was proud to the bone.
In his words, a gentleman would not take food handed out to him.
He Yu Chen gave him money, so he must have exchanged it with that thing.
"Hehe, how should I address you?"
"Haha, the titles are all empty. If you don't mind, just call me trash marquis.”
This person spoke boldly.
"Isn't that a little too rude?”
He Yuchen said.
The Marquis of Trash chuckled.
"The so-called politeness is just empty. It's better not to have any hypocritical politeness. Young man, I think you're not suddenly out of kindness by looking for me, right?”
The raggedy duke raised his eyebrows. He Yu Chen's thoughts had been exposed, but he remained calm.
"You're right. I've taken a fancy to your bowl.”
"Oh ~"
The raggedy duke deliberately dragged out his words as he laughed.
"I've been here for three days, and you're the first one to come for my bowl.”
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