Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 579 589 The Toad and The Swan

For Ye Ling, staying in his family's old courtyard was out of the question, even though Ye Jianjun and Ye Jianwen had both offered to help him clean up and restore the place.

But could a home desecrated by a bunch of beasts still be fit for human habitation? Besides, whether for the sake of face or anything else, this courtyard was after all his family home and had to be rebuilt.

For the people of Houtian Village, today was an absolutely shocking event; they witnessed what it meant to be a true powerhouse.

Ye Jianjun, in Houtian Village, was the ultimate behemoth no one dared to provoke.

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In rural areas, families with large households and numerous members were especially unassailable, since calling on relatives and immediate family could muster dozens of people—an intimidating force indeed.

Not to mention that Ye Jianjun was the local village secretary, and his two sons-in-law were so-called influential figures in the city. Such a family, in a rural setting, was already at the pinnacle of status.

Yet, today, Ye Jianjun had thoroughly lost face: his wife and children had been beaten, his two sons-in-law had knelt and kowtowed, and he couldn't even protect his own house, which was demolished with a single sweep of a mechanical arm.

Although Ye Ling promised to compensate with triple the damages, it wasn't the compensation that mattered. What mattered was face—the issue of dignity that couldn't be overlooked.

In short, the whole Ye Jianjun household had their prestige swept away in Houtian Village, completely losing the authority they should have had.

The visit that was originally planned for the afternoon to the ancestral hall was postponed because of this incident. Ye Ling decided to wait until three days later, once the house was built, and then choose an auspicious day to worship at the ancestral hall.

No matter what, whether he was reincarnated or whatever the case may be, he was Ye Ling; he was a member of the Ye Family, with the blood of the Ye Family running through his veins—a fact that couldn't be changed.

Ye Ling and Wang Shufen returned to Ye Jianwen's house. Ye Ling helped his mother back into the house and spent quite a while comforting her before he came out, while Wang Shufen went to rest first.

As soon as Ye Ling stepped out, he saw Ye Jianwen about to leave with several quilts in his arms, which left him quite puzzled. What was this all about, carrying quilts out in the middle of the afternoon?

"Uncle Four, what are you doing? Is there something wrong?" Ye Ling asked, puzzled, while Ye Jianwen, wiping the sweat from his forehead, chuckled good-naturedly: "Your house is being built, isn't it? I'm worried about stuff getting stolen at night; I'm going to spend the night at the construction site to keep watch for you."

"Don't underestimate keeping watch; it's like those steel bars—if one goes missing, it's a loss of dozens of yuan. I see you're cashed up, but we still need to be thrifty."

Ye Jianwen said with a smile, causing Ye Ling to break into laughter, and he quickly snatched the quilts from Ye Jianwen's hands.

"Uncle Four, what are you talking about? Rest assured, let's not worry about the house; in three days, you just need to move into the new one. Don't fret; it's all taken care of."

Ye Ling explained with a chuckle. During these three days, he reckoned Wang Di would definitely stand guard over the house relentlessly, determined to have it built in three days.

With Wang Di around, there was no need for someone to keep watch, so Ye Jianwen's concern was truly unnecessary.

Yet Ye Ling was still touched. After bringing the slightly perplexed Ye Jianwen back into the house, the two sat down to chat. By dusk, Ye Feng had returned.

Approaching his thirties, Ye Feng had achieved some success on his own by taking on small projects in the city to sustain his life and had done fairly well for himself, buying a car and a house on installment.

However, this fellow, already considered a leftover man of major age in the countryside, had never brought a girlfriend home, much to Ye Jianwen's anxiety, who nagged about it daily.

Seeing his son and relatives arrive, Ye Jianwen, thrilled, stepped out to buy some meat and personally cooked a few dishes on returning home.

Nights in the countryside are utterly different from the city. There are no flashing neon lights, no revelry of bar streets, just silence, contentment, and comfort.

A table, a few dishes, a bottle of Wu Long Drunk, Ye Ling and two others sat in the courtyard chatting and drinking.

"Tsk tsk, brother, you really did it, I tell you, when I came back, everyone in the village was talking about it, you really gave our uncle a hard time this time."

"But I support you, the things uncle has done over the years have also left people feeling choked up, though I don't have the guts to stand up to him like you did."

"Only you, I admire that. Come on, let's drink, this Wu Long Drunk, I've heard about it for a long time but never had the chance to taste it, today I'm lucky to be able to enjoy it thanks to you."

Ye Feng was very excited. He had long been displeased with his uncle's behavior, but after all, he was a junior and therefore unable to voice his opinions.

So Ye Ling's actions this time had really stirred his feelings for a long time, especially seeing his uncle's often boasted two-story building being auctioned off as ruins, he was even more excited.

On the side, Ye Jianwen saw his son's reaction and his face immediately darkened, "You little rascal, how come I never noticed you have so many opinions all the time?"

"Let me tell you, this New Year's, if you don't bring a girlfriend home for your dad, don't bother coming back!"

Ye Jianwen said through gritted teeth. Nearly everyone in the village around his age already had grandchildren, or at least great-grandchildren to hold. At the very least, they had someone to hold.

What about himself? Hold his wife?

Ah spit, at forty or fifty, the certain worms in one's head gradually disappear, leaving behind only the major issues such as looking forward to grandchildren, and sons getting married.

On the side, Ye Feng also had a long face, "Look, Ling, look, the moment I get back, it's all urging, nothing but urging."

"Hey, it's gotten to the point where I'm scared to go home now. My ears have calluses from all the nagging, I've developed a good habit of in one ear, out the other."

Seeing his father's face getting darker, Ye Feng quickly raised his hands, "Alright, alright, can you stop looking at me like that?"

"I have a girlfriend, and the reason I came back today was to let you know, so you won't nag me every day."

Ye Feng said with a smile, and Ye Jianwen on the side was startled and then overjoyed. He slapped his son on the shoulder, "Well done my boy, playing surprises with me, huh? Not bad, not bad, this surprise is indeed worth the excitement."

"What's the girl's name? Where does she work? Are her parents okay with it? If they are, when are you going to get married?"

A barrage of questions made Ye Feng grimace, oh dear God, how can you keep asking like this and still be a proper father?

"Dad, you have so many questions, four in one sentence, you're making your son's heart tremble."

Ye Feng said it as a joke, but still gave his dad a brief rundown of the situation.

The girl, An Ting, worked at a bureau in the city and was officially on staff.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jianwen's face was filled with melancholy, while Ye Ling on the side was taken aback. This sounded pretty good, why did his fourth uncle still seem unhappy?

"Fourth uncle, you should be very happy, right?"

Hearing Ye Ling's question, Ye Jianwen shook his head and pursed his lips, "Tell me, can the story of the toad and the swan ever come true?"