The next day, Cao Anping was woken up.

Judging from the noise, it seemed to happen in the front yard, and the quarrel was quite intense.

Since there was something exciting to watch, it was natural to get up quickly.

When we arrived at the front yard, it was early in the morning and there was a bunch of people gathered to watch the fun. The ones who were arguing were Yan Bugui and Sha Zhu.

When Cao Anping inquired, he found out that the flowers and plants that Yan Laokou treasured so much were destroyed by someone last night.

Yan Bugui subconsciously suspected that it was Sha Zhu who did the bad thing.

After careful investigation, he found two incomplete footprints.

The yard was originally paved with stone slabs, and after the snow melted, it became clean and it was difficult to leave any traces.

But the guy who did the bad thing knocked over a pot of flowers, and probably in his panic he was afraid of being discovered, so he stepped on the scattered mud and didn't have time to clean it up.

Yan Bugui was already deeply distressed, so naturally he wanted to make trouble for Sha Zhu, and the two of them started arguing loudly.

"Silly Zhu, you are such a jerk! You only know how to do sneaky things like this in the middle of the night!"

Sha Zhu, however, replied with a smug look: "Old Yan, stop accusing people. Do you have any evidence to prove that I did it?"

Yan Bugui's eyes were red with envy. These flowers and plants would be worth money when spring comes.

"You just threatened me yesterday, and something happened tonight, who else could it be but you?

And there are footprints here, do you dare to bring your shoes for comparison?"

Sha Zhu continued to play dumb: "I have threatened many people, do you think you will find me when something goes wrong?

Where are the footprints? Let me see. I'll compare them. I'm not afraid of you!"

As he said this, he was about to squeeze over to the place where the flower pots were placed on the eaves.

Yan Bugui quickly stopped him and said, "Don't try to destroy the evidence. Take off your shoes and bring them to me for comparison. Let everyone see you as a saboteur!

Pay me! These flowers of mine are precious, don’t try to fool me. If you don’t admit it, I will report you to the police!”

But there was no way to stop him. Sha Zhu rushed forward and seemed to be comparing with his feet, but his exaggerated acting skills "accidentally" destroyed the footprints.

Yan Bugui was so angry that he was shaking, pointing at Sha Zhu and cursing, "You shameless thing!

Jie Cheng, hurry up and report to the police. Don't think you can get away with deliberately destroying evidence!"

The recent legal education in Siheyuan has indeed been quite effective, thanks to Yi Zhonghai who went to the street office to study for half a month and then came back to give lectures.

Sha Zhu didn't take it seriously and continued to mock him, "I didn't do it on purpose, and it's just a few weeds. I was almost frozen to death, are you trying to blackmail me?

Only Old Yan treats you like a treasure. Ask yourself, who cares about you? Even the kids in the yard are not interested in you.

If I really want to take revenge on you, I might as well smash a piece of glass on you."

Sha Zhu's despicable expression made Yan Jiecheng, who was about to ask for some errand fee, feel disgusted, and he was about to run out of the yard with his head down.

But Yi Zhonghai always appears at the right time. He blocked my way and advised:

"Don't worry, Jie Cheng! Why would you bother the police so early in the morning? Everyone has to go to work soon. This will only waste time!"

After stabilizing the Yan family, he said in a critical tone: "Shazhu, whether it was you who did it or not, it was indeed a mistake to destroy the evidence.

In this case, the loss of flowers and plants will be blamed on you.

Don't waste everyone's time, apologize to your uncle quickly, and pay him fifty cents, and this matter will be over."

Sha Zhu was very unhappy and felt that the old man was a bit useless recently. But before he could object, Yan Bugui jumped up in anger:

"Old Yi, are you trying to cause trouble? You dare ask for 50 cents?

My potted plants are so valuable, at least five yuan a pot, fifty cents? Who are you trying to disgust?"

"Hiss..." Everyone took a deep breath and thought that Old Yan really dared to speak. Those potted plants were wilted and could not be eaten or drunk. Why were they worth five dollars?

Sha Zhu also sneered and said unhappily, "I asked you for five dollars as a chef, and you deliberately asked for that price, right? Are you crazy about the money?"

Most people really don’t know that ornamental flowers and plants are valuable.

Yi Zhonghai had seen some of the world and knew the general market situation, but he pretended to be stupid and asked:

"That's not right, Old Yan. People asked you about it out of curiosity before, but you said it was not worth much at that time.

He also said that he was just raising them for fun, and occasionally gave a few pots to teachers at school to exchange experiences. Was he trying to be pretentious?

If it's really so valuable, with your personality, would you be willing to give it away?

And even if it is worth some money, it should be in bloom now. You have just passed winter, Yan'er, to be honest, no one would want it even if you give it away for free."

Everyone thought it made sense. If flowers were really that valuable, who would still work? They would just grow flowers.

"I..." Yan Bugui almost vomited blood. It was really painful to slap himself in the face for the lie he had told.

But with such a huge loss, I can't just accept it. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll suffer for several years.

So he could only force an explanation: “These flowers of mine are really worth so much.

You may not think it’s normal, but it’s very rare for educated people. They can exchange it for ten kilograms of food.”

Yan Bugui naturally sold it secretly for money, but he didn't dare to say this openly, so he could only say that he used it to exchange for other things.

When everyone heard that they could actually exchange for food, they all showed incredible expressions, and someone asked anxiously:

"Uncle, are you serious? Where can we exchange them? Teach us how to plant a few pots at home."

"Yes, yes, Third Uncle, you can't eat alone..."

Wow, it immediately aroused everyone's enthusiasm. In this year, ten kilograms of grain are much more precious than five dollars.

All of a sudden, there was a commotion, which made Yan Bugui depressed. How could he possibly introduce this approach to other people? He was really dreaming.

Yi Zhonghai quickly took control of the situation: "Alright, alright, everyone be quiet.

Old Yan, let’s put it this way. Since we have no evidence anymore and can’t explain it clearly in a short time, why don’t we hold a meeting in the evening and then resolve this matter.

If you really report it to the police, to be honest, it is really hard to estimate the value of your flowers and plants, unless... you have evidence to show that you sold them for five yuan before."

Yan Bugui was not stupid either, he quickly waved his hand and said: "Don't talk nonsense, what are you selling? It's just a hobby among the cultural people, just exchanging with each other!"

He was secretly resentful in his heart, and he realized that Yi Zhonghai was trying to make trouble for him!

Yan Bugui knew that he would suffer a loss this time and could only ask for some consolation-like compensation. He felt very upset.

But what made him even more angry was that Sha Zhu refused to buy it.

"Uncle, I don't agree, anyway it wasn't me who destroyed it.

And I was beaten last night. You said you wanted to hold a general meeting, but Liu Dabo directly ignored you.

Why should he, Yan Laokou, hold a meeting to cause trouble for me just because he suffered a loss? This is unfair!"

Yi Zhonghai felt a little headache. The work in the hospital was becoming more and more difficult, so he could only say:

"Can we handle both things tonight?"

Sha Zhu curled his lips and muttered, "That's about right."

Yi Zhonghai quickly called out to everyone: "Everyone, go away, pack up quickly, we still have to go to work!"

After everyone had left, he whispered to Yan Bugui, "Old Yan, you have to help persuade Old Liu to cooperate with us tonight and resolve the fight that happened last night.

Otherwise, if this continues, the assembly system in the academy will be abolished, and we three will lose our right to speak.

And your matter will not be resolved, you know the reason, think about it carefully. "

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