Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

However, who is Yi Zhonghai? He is a well-known "moral god" in the courtyard. How could he let others kidnap him so easily? Yi Zhonghai shook his head and said firmly: "Old Jia never said this!" There was no hesitation or retreat in his eyes, as if he was making his position clear to Jia Zhang.

"Old Jia just asked me to take some time to see you." Yi Zhonghai's attitude was very tough at this moment. He knew that if he didn't stand firm, he would lose ten yuan every month. One hundred and twenty yuan a year, ten years would be one thousand two hundred yuan. He didn't want to take out so much money easily. Wouldn't it be better to save so much money for himself?

Jia Zhang straightened her back and glared at Yi Zhonghai with a face full of anger, as if she wanted to eat him alive. "Yi Zhonghai, just one word, are you going to give me the money?" Jia Zhang's voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the silent courtyard. Her eyes revealed a kind of determination and arrogance, as if she was sure that Yi Zhonghai would give in.

Jia Zhang had her own calculations in mind. In her opinion, Yi Zhonghai had always taken good care of the Jia family in the past, and he would definitely nod and agree this time. She seemed to have seen the ten yuan fall steadily into her pocket, and a smug look unconsciously appeared on her face. She stood there, with her hands on her hips, looking righteous, as if the whole world owed her.

At this moment, everyone in the courtyard also cast their eyes on Yi Zhonghai. Their eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, wanting to see if this good man who always funded the Jia family would continue to lend a hand this time. Everyone was secretly speculating in their hearts, what choice would Yi Zhonghai make? If he really gave the money, there would be two idiots in the courtyard. Everyone's face showed a complex expression, with sympathy, helplessness, and a hint of watching the fun.

Xu Huizhen stood in the crowd, frowning slightly, full of doubts. She turned to look at her man, Sun Qingshan, and asked softly, "Qingshan, do you think Yi Zhonghai will give the money?" Xu Huizhen's eyes were full of curiosity, and she wanted to hear her husband's opinion.

Sun Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I think Yi Zhonghai will definitely not give it." His tone was firm, as if he was full of confidence in his judgment. Sun Qingshan knew Yi Zhonghai. Although he was good to Jia Dongxu, he would never give money unconditionally. Especially ten yuan a month, which was not a small amount. He and his wife spent less than ten yuan a month, so how could Yi Zhonghai easily come up with so much money?

Xu Huizhen listened to her husband's words and showed a puzzled look on her face. "Is it true? I think Yi Zhonghai treats Jia Dongxu very well. Doesn't he treat Jia Dongxu as his son?" Xu Huizhen's voice was full of confusion. In her impression, Yi Zhonghai really cared for Jia Dongxu and took care of him in every way. She really couldn't imagine that Yi Zhonghai would refuse Jia Zhang's request.

Sun Qingshan looked at his wife's puzzled expression, smiled and said, "He just treats Jia Dongxu as a person who takes care of the elderly, not as a son." Sun Qingshan's eyes revealed a trace of wisdom that could see through the world. He understood Yi Zhonghai's mind. Yi Zhonghai treated Jia Dongxu well because he wanted to have someone to rely on when he was old. But when it came to such a large expenditure, he would definitely not agree easily. In Yi Zhonghai's heart, money was far more important than the so-called "father-son relationship".