Ye Tian returned home, where Ye Shaodong had prepared lunch, and Feng Xiuxiu was also present.
Ye Shaodong opened a bottle of wine, and the two brothers had a few drinks. He asked, "Xiao Tian, should we go to Grandpa's funeral?"
Ye Tian was silent for a few seconds and said, "Our three uncles haven't contacted us for years, why would they suddenly send funeral invitations?"
Ye Shaodong replied, "Perhaps as people get older, they become more open-minded."
Ye Tian said, "I don't think it's that simple."
Ye Shaodong suggested, "Maybe they heard we're doing well and want to mend the relationship."
Ye Tian sneered, "Can the relationship be mended?"
Feng Xiuxiu said, "You brothers should still go. After all, he's your maternal grandfather."
Ye Shaodong took a swig of wine and said, "Xiao Tian, let's go. We can visit Grandma's grave and pay respects to Grandpa."
Ye Tian replied, "Alright, we'll go tomorrow."
Just then, Wang Dalong called. Ye Tian frowned, wondering why he was looking for him.
"Wang Dalong, what is it?" he asked.
Wang Dalong quickly said, "Ye Tian, your uncle is selling your ancestral home. Do you know about this?"
Ye Tian was startled. "I already bought the ancestral home. How can he sell it?"
Wang Dalong explained, "It's a village, so they can sell it without a deed. You'd better come here. The buyers are looking at the house."
Ye Tian hung up, his expression grim.
Ye Shaodong had also heard the conversation. He slammed the table and exclaimed, "Uncle is going too far! He took a million and still dares to sell the ancestral home! No, I have to stop him!"
Ye Tian stopped him, saying, "Brother, I'll go."
After stopping Ye Shaodong, Ye Tian drove back to the village.
A Land Cruiser was parked at the entrance of the ancestral home. Two middle-aged men were looking at the house, with his uncle and Ye Gui following them with fawning smiles.
Ye Tian's sudden appearance caused his uncle's expression to change. "Xiao Tian, why are you here?"
Ye Tian, without any trace of anger on his face, said, "Uncle, I heard you were selling my house, so I came to take a look."
The two buyers were taken aback when they heard this. They asked his uncle, "Isn't this your house?"
Ye Gui quickly retorted, "Don't listen to his nonsense. This house was left by my grandfather. It has nothing to do with him!"
Ye Tian took out the deed and said, "The property deed and land deed are all in my hands."
Ye Gui angrily said, "Ye Tian, have you no conscience? You're already so rich, and you're still fighting me for property!"
Ye Tian replied, "Ye Gui, I gave you a million to buy the ancestral home, and you're still not satisfied? I know you lost three million in investments. I advised Uncle at the time, but he didn't listen. Your current predicament is your own doing, and you deserve no sympathy."
Ye Gui was furious. "I'm selling this house. I'm telling you, Ye Tian, I'm desperate now. If you dare to stop me, I'll kill you!"
He pulled a sharp knife from his waist and glared at Ye Tian menacingly.
Ye Tian sneered, "You're acting tough with me? If you're so tough, why don't you rob a bank instead of selling my house?"
Seeing that trouble was brewing, the buyers quickly got into their car and sped away.
As the buyers left, Ye Gui let out a yell and charged at Ye Tian with the knife. He didn't dare to injure Ye Tian, he just wanted to scare him away. Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong target.
Ye Tian casually grabbed Ye Gui, who let out a scream. Ye Gui's arm hung limply, and his knees buckled, causing him to collapse to the ground.
His uncle was startled and quickly pleaded, "Xiao Tian, Ye Gui was just impulsive. Please let him off."
Ye Tian said coldly, "Uncle, you know how my father treated you back then, and how you treated my family later. I don't need to say it, you know it in your heart. I already took care of you by buying the ancestral home for a million. Now, you're trying to sell my property again. Ask yourself, doesn't your conscience ache?"
His uncle suddenly knelt on the ground and cried, "Xiao Tian! Uncle has no choice. Your brother Gui owes two million in debt. Creditors come to the door every day, and the bank demands monthly payments. How can he repay it all?"
Ye Tian said indifferently, "That's your problem, it has nothing to do with me. If you dare to sell the ancestral home again, don't blame me for being impolite! You'll then know that my methods are ten times more formidable than those debt collectors! People aren't unaware of what happened to Wang Dalong's family, are they?"
His uncle sat on the ground, stunned, and exchanged glances with Ye Gui. Indeed, Wang Dalong now treated Ye Tian with more deference than a grandson. Ye Tian was not to be trifled with.
After saying this, Ye Tian relocked the main gate and left.
Upon returning home in the afternoon, Ye Tian took out the blood ganoderma and prepared to refine a batch of Peiyuan Pills. Peiyuan Pills could prolong life and enhance immunity, making them a treasure that ordinary people could only dream of.