Siheyuan, my new life

The next night, Yi Zhonghai obediently delivered the small yellow croakers and one thousand yuan in cash to the home of Widow Bai at No. 72 Yanzhi Hutong. As expected, Liu Dali and his brothers were waiting there. They took back the IOU for two thousand yuan signed by themselves. Liu Dali did not refuse Yi Zhonghai's offer of four small yellow croakers in exchange for one thousand yuan. His brothers were already running the black market, and it was just a matter of convenience for them to exchange these small yellow croakers. Moreover, they could get a little more money by selling them themselves.

Yi Zhonghai did not say a word. Now he was under someone's roof and had to bow his head. He did not dare to create any more trouble. As for the confession letters in the hands of Liu Dali and Bai Guafu, he could only find a way to deal with it later.

After Yi Zhonghai left, Liu Dali waved the four small yellow croakers in his hand to his brothers, and handed them to Jiao Erhu with a smile: "Erhu, you should find someone you know on the black market to exchange them for cash, and then the five of us will each have one as agreed before."

Jiao Erhu took the small yellow croaker and said hesitantly: "Why don't we let our sister take the small yellow croaker back to Baoding? After all, it's not safe for a woman like her to carry so much cash."

Liu Dali waved his hand and said, "Don't bother. Let our sister send the money back through the post office. Just keep a little money for travel and living expenses. When she returns to Baoding, she can go to the post office to withdraw the money. This is the safest way. And even if our sister takes the yellow croaker back, doesn't she have to find someone to exchange it? Wouldn't it be more dangerous if she is targeted again?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded in approval.

So Jiao Erhu took a few brothers and left Bai Guafu's house, leaving only Bai Guafu and Liu Dali in the house.

Widow Bai took out a stack of the thousand yuan in her hand, which looked like at least two or three hundred yuan, and handed it to Liu Dali with a smile: "Thank you for your help, cousin. I can't deal with Yi Zhonghai, the hypocrite."

Liu Dali did not reach out to take the money, but smiled bitterly and said: "You are still as clever as when you were a child. You say that with the relationship between us, can I ask for your money? Let me remind you that you must keep it secret after returning to Baoding. You also know the principle of not showing off your wealth. Even in front of your parents, you can't let them know that you have money. After all, a daughter who is married is like water spilled out. In their eyes, she still has to rely on her son to support her in her old age. Otherwise, they would not agree to your brother's wife's request and drive your child out of the house. If they knew that you had money, they would definitely try every means to get money from you to give to your son's family. It is estimated that nine out of ten will borrow money from you for various reasons. Once you lend them the money, it will be like throwing meat buns at dogs and never come back. Don't forget that you still have three sons to support. Although this one thousand yuan sounds like a lot, you will have a lot of places to spend money in the future. In addition to renting a house, you also have to find a job and arrange schooling for your three children. You can't just sit back and eat up all the money."

The White Widow took back her hand holding the banknotes, gave him a charming look, and said with a sweet smile: "Okay, I know."

Liu Dali reached into his pocket and took out cigarettes and matches, lit a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring and sighed: "Chunhua, people can't be too greedy. It is said that greed is insatiable. Now He Daqing not only has Director Lin, a big leader, behind him, but he has also been very close to Deputy Director Li Huaide recently. If you want to use the method you used against Yi Zhonghai to plot against He Daqing, you will most likely end up with nothing, or even be killed."

Widow Bai's eyes flashed with reluctance, but she had no chance of success by herself. Just now, she was holding a thick stack of banknotes in her hand, thinking about how to make a fortune from He Daqing.

Based on what Widow Bai knew about He Daqing, his family background was much richer than Yi Zhonghai's. If she could get two thousand yuan in property from Yi Zhonghai, then she could get at least three or four thousand yuan from He Daqing. Even if she could only get half of it, she could still get another one or two thousand yuan.

After hearing what Liu Dali said, Widow Bai suddenly came to her senses as if she had been poured with ice water. Yes, Yi Zhonghai was just an ordinary worker, but He Daqing was not only the deputy director of the canteen of the Red Star Steel Mill, but now he also relied on a big leader like Director Lin. She really couldn't afford to offend him, so Widow Bai could only sigh helplessly.

Seeing her expression now, how could Liu Dali not know her plan? However, Liu Dali did not dare to let her play with fire. He said earnestly: "Chunhua, people must know themselves. It is not a big problem to deal with ordinary people like Yi Zhonghai, but it is best not to provoke those people with certain backgrounds, otherwise there will be endless troubles. In fact, I am afraid that Yi Zhonghai will still have some troubles in the future."

Widow Bai asked in confusion: "We have Yi Zhonghai's confession in our hands. Does he dare to die with us? Besides, if he doesn't want to keep the peace, how can he obediently pay the money?"

Liu Dali sighed and said, "Yi Zhonghai has to bow his head under someone else's roof now, but who can guarantee that he won't take revenge in the future? In fact, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have gotten involved in such a honey trap. There are some things you don't understand, and there are too many variables. What I'm most worried about is that Yi Zhonghai will spend money to hire people to deal with us separately in the future. After all, these two confessions are like a sharp blade hanging over his head, and he's worried that he doesn't know when it will fall. Therefore, I conclude that Yi Zhonghai will definitely find ways to get these two confessions back in the future."

Widow Bai couldn't help but get nervous after hearing this: "Why don't we return the confession to him? It's said that we should not be afraid of thieves stealing, but we should be afraid of thieves thinking about it. We can't be on guard against him all the time, right?"

Liu Dali shook his head and said, "My silly sister, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, unless we return the two thousand yuan to Yi Zhonghai now. Let's not talk about whether you are willing to do so or not, I'm afraid even Erhu and his brothers will not agree to it."

The White Widow asked anxiously: "What should we do then?"

Liu Dali threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said earnestly: "Write me a letter as soon as you go back and settle down. Send it directly to my home. Don't send it to the steel mill. We will write to each other every two months. Don't mention Yi Zhonghai. Just talk about family matters. If there is no contact for more than two months, send a telegram to the other party immediately. If you can't contact him again, hand the confession to the public security bureau."

The White Widow nodded solemnly in agreement.