Siheyuan: After traveling through time, who can still be an honest person?

"Yuemin, he wouldn't just be..."

Li Kuiyong noticed that Zhong Yuemin's face looked strange and his eyes widened.

Zhong Yuemin pulled the corners of his stiff mouth and said bitterly: "I have suffered a lot from the same person several times."

He didn't want to mention Cao Yue anymore, so he changed the subject and asked, "How did your friend offend Cao Yue?"

Li Kuiyong shook his head, obviously not wanting to say more.

……

Zhong Yuemin returned home carrying 20 kilograms of cornmeal. Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun were already waiting there angrily.

"Zhong Yuemin, where the hell have you been? If you don't come back, I would have thought you had absconded with the money." Yuan Jun shouted while rubbing his stomach.

"Yuemin, hurry up, let's go eat roast duck and roast chicken. I didn't eat anything this morning, so I'm hungry."

Zheng Tong pulled Zhong Yuemin's arm and was about to go out.

Zhong Yuemin laughed dryly and said embarrassedly: "Zheng Tong, Yuan Jun, I'm sorry..."

"What's wrong? Did you lose your money? Or spend it?" Zheng Tong had a bad feeling.

Zhong Yuemin looked extremely ashamed.

Yuan Jun was also anxious, and immediately asked: "You didn't really spend it all, did you?"

Zhong Yuemin explained slowly: "Well, a friend of mine had an emergency and I lent him the money."

"what?"

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong looked at each other, wanting to scold Zhong Yuemin, but they couldn't say it out loud.

"Hey!"

Zheng Tong seemed to have been drained of all his strength and collapsed on the sofa.

Yuan Jun also lay on the sofa and said weakly: "Yuemin, you are a man of honor, you are great, but we are also in trouble, you should at least leave ten dollars for the brothers to have a meal, you can't just watch us starve to death."

"Be careful, I promise you won't starve to death."

Zhong Yuemin pointed to the flour bag and said, "There are 20 kilograms of corn flour in here, enough to sustain us for several days..."

"Cornmeal?" Zheng Tong interrupted him with disdain and shouted, "I want to eat meat, I want to eat roast duck!"

"Yuemin, how much did you sell my dad's coat for?" Yuan Jun suddenly asked.

"The man surnamed Cao gave me 30 yuan, and my friend needed 50 yuan, so I had to borrow another 25 yuan from him."

At this point, Zhong Yuemin angrily shouted: "He is Grandet, the real Huang Shiren. I was ripped off."

"Alas, a penny can make a hero fail! Who told us we have no money?"

After Yuan Jun sighed, he talked about another thing.

"Originally, Li Yuanchao sent someone to inform us that we had news of the little bastard and to gather everyone to kill him. Zheng Tong and I had also planned to have a big meal when we had the money and then rejoin Li Yuanchao and his men after we recovered our strength. Now seeing how weak we three are, it would be embarrassing if we went."

Zheng Tong added: "The little bastard stabbed more than a dozen of us. If we don't go this time, outsiders will think we are timid and afraid of him. How can we go out and meet people in the future?"

Zhong Yuemin also realized the seriousness of the matter.

What these people value most is face.

Losing face is more painful than killing them.

Zhong Yuemin quickly asked, "When did Li Yuanchao say we'd meet up?"

Zheng Tong said, "We need to send someone to verify the authenticity of the news today. The earliest time will be tomorrow. According to Li Yuanchao, he will also go to the police station to find out if he accidentally hurts the little bastard when catching him. Will there be any trouble?"

Yuan Jun said disdainfully: "Li Yuanchao has such a great reputation, but he is always hesitant. Every time we fight, he tries to be the peacemaker. He is not a straightforward person."

Zhong Yuemin agreed with Li Yuanchao's approach and nodded, saying, "Li Yuanchao is right. If someone dies, it will be a big deal and we will all be responsible."

"What's the point of saying this? I'm going to kill anyone right now. I'm going to get dizzy if I walk too fast."

Zheng Tong looked at Zhong Yuemin and ordered, "Yuemin, don't just stand there, hurry up and cook for us. Cornmeal porridge is fine, it's better than starving to death."

Zhong Yuemin felt guilty, so he asked Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong to take a rest and went to the kitchen to make a big pot of cornmeal porridge.

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong ignored the fever and drank five bowls of porridge in a row. Then they lay down on the sofa, touching their round stomachs.

After the two of them had eaten, they discussed the matter of the little bastard with Zhong Yuemin.

"Yuemin, it would be too embarrassing if we don't go." Yuan Jun said in a deep voice, "How will others see us in the future?"

At this time, Zheng Tong looked at Zhong Yuemin and found the problem.

"Yuemin, why did you only drink two bowls of porridge? And just now you were carrying 20 kilograms of cornmeal as if nothing had happened. Are you eating alone outside?"

Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, Zhong Yuemin told Cao Yue about the pork ribs stew he had eaten at Cao Yue's house last night.

Although there was only one dish, it was very oily, and Cao Yue was not used to eating corn tortillas, so Zhong Yuemin had a full meal.

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong suddenly felt unbalanced.

"Let's go and kill the little bastard tomorrow. Yuemin, you go ahead and the two of us will just fill in the numbers." Yuan Jun said indignantly.

"No problem, just leave it to me." Zhong Yuemin agreed immediately.

Li Yuanchao's actions were faster than expected.

Someone was sent at noon to inform Zhong Yuemin to meet up at the nearby stadium in the evening.

Take action at night.

When asked about the hiding place of the little bastard, Zhong Yuemin was dumbfounded.

The wrist was broken and the name of the hospital was even more familiar.

In addition, the scarred man I saw in the morning, although his face was pale, his eyes were full of ferocity and vigilance when he saw the stranger.

Two phases and one combination.

Zhong Yuemin knew that the friend Li Kuiyong rescued was the enemy of them.

Zhong Yuemin thought about how he had gone through hunger and starvation to save money in order to save the little bastard.

Suddenly crying.

At the same time, I was even more anxious.

If Li Kuiyong stays with the little bastard and a fight breaks out, something might happen.

Zhong Yuemin knew Li Kuiyong's temper. If he told him about this now, he would definitely inform the little bastard to run away.

In this way, he would be considered as betraying Li Yuanchao and the others and becoming a traitor who informed on them.

But if he didn't tell Li Kuiyong, he couldn't bear to see him die for the sake of loyalty.

Zhong Yuemin thought about it and finally came up with a solution that would satisfy both parties.

……

Nine p.m.

The little bastard looked at the plaster and bandage on his right arm, and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes from time to time.

"Brother Yong, do you know that man?" The little bastard looked at Li Kuiyong who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Jiuer, we can't afford to offend him, so let it go. Besides, I've already guaranteed that you are not allowed to retaliate against him from now on." Li Kuiyong persuaded.

"I can't swallow this. I've never suffered such a big loss before." The little bastard said hatefully.

Li Kuiyong shook his head and said, "Jiu'er, you've seen it today. That man is very evil. Even if we join forces, we are no match for him."

The little bastard sneered: "Since the knife can't hurt him, we can use this..."

The little bastard said this and made a shooting gesture with his left hand.

Li Kuiyong's pupils shrank slightly.

Just now.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a young man ran over anxiously.

"Brother, something bad has happened. My second brother has been beaten. You should go home and check on him." Li Kuiyuan cried.

"San'er, tell me slowly what happened?" Li Kuiyong said angrily.