Siheyuan: Traveling through Sizhu, the scumbag father ran away at the beginning

Meanwhile, at the deaf old lady’s house.

Yi Zhonghai, a newly released uncle, immediately walked into the deaf old lady's room. His primary purpose was to discuss strategies to deal with He Yuzhu.

Ever since He Yuzhu came out of the police station safely last time, Uncle Yi Zhonghai realized that the people in the courtyard were obviously not as respectful to him as before, obviously because He Yuzhu humiliated him in public!

Now he hated He Yuzhu so much that he wanted to tear him apart.

"Old lady, do you have any way to deal with He Yuzhu?" Uncle Yi Zhonghai asked anxiously as he looked at the deaf old lady with a frown on her face.

"Don't be too anxious. If I had it, why wouldn't I tell you?" The deaf old lady replied unhappily when her thoughts were interrupted.

"Also," the deaf old lady continued, "don't always let me think about strategies alone. I'm having a headache now. After all, you are the eldest master in the courtyard. Do you want an old lady like me to be your military advisor and think about strategies for you in all matters?"

Uncle Yi Zhonghai scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Old lady, I am indeed smarter than most people, but how can I compare with you? I am like a child in front of you."

"I can only come up with some useless strategies. Isn't this just showing off one's skills in front of an expert?" Uncle Yi Zhonghai added another sentence to flatter the deaf old lady.

"Old lady, you are the smartest person in our courtyard!" This series of compliments made the deaf old lady much more satisfied.

At this moment, Jia Zhang's cry for help came from the door of the deaf old lady: "Help... I'm going to be beaten to death!..."

Uncle Yi Zhonghai exchanged glances with the deaf old lady, and knowing that the situation was critical, he quickly ran out the door.

They followed the sound and found that a lot of people had gathered in the central courtyard of the quadrangle at some point.

Suddenly, the third uncle Yan Bugui quietly appeared in front of them and scolded: "He Yuzhu actually brought a large group of people to seek revenge."

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's arrogant behavior, Uncle Yi Zhonghai was furious and simply didn't take He Yuzhu, the uncle of the courtyard, seriously.

Seeing that Jia Zhang's face was bruised and swollen, Uncle Yi Zhonghai was certain that it was He Yuzhu and his gang who did it.

The angry old man Yi Zhonghai walked towards He Yuzhu with a blank expression, pointed at Jia Zhangshi, and asked coldly: "He Yuzhu! Is this the person you beat up?"

Before He Yuzhu could answer, Zhang Jianguo and the others all agreed, "Yes, we were the ones who beat them. What's wrong with that?"

The confidence of their words made the atmosphere in the courtyard even more tense, but as the eldest uncle of the courtyard, how could Yi Zhonghai show weakness easily? However, the experience in the Peking Opera yesterday was still very bad, so he suppressed his anger in his heart, and then he found that the leader of this group of people was actually not He Yuzhu, but Zhang Jianguo.

So he immediately turned to Zhang Jianguo and asked sternly, "I am Yi Zhonghai from Siheyuan, the Siheyuan mediator appointed by the subdistrict office! You are not from our Siheyuan, why did you gather so many people to come here and beat us up?"

"Regarding He Yuzhu's matter, the mediators in Siheyuan will handle it. How can we allow a bunch of outsiders like you to get involved?" He continued to threaten, "Or do you want to experience the feeling of being arrested by the police?"

In the opinion of Uncle Yi Zhonghai, no one in this world dares to defy the police and the law.

The deaf old lady stood aside and squinted her eyes at everyone, then put pressure on everyone with a threatening look and said firmly: "Stop talking nonsense, call the police immediately and arrest these people!"

When Zhang Jianguo heard the old lady's threatening words, he spat out a ball of thick phlegm at the deaf old lady without saying a word.

Then, Zhang Jianguo raised his head and chin, stared fiercely at the uncle Yi Zhonghai and said, "You said I am an outsider?"

"I am He Yuzhu's master! I am not an outsider!"

"With this status, can you intervene and help He Yuzhu?"

Uncle Yi Zhonghai was not angry at all. Instead, he sneered, "So what if you are He Yuzhu's master?"

"I am the eldest uncle in the courtyard, and He Yuzhu is a resident of our courtyard."

"Disputes between neighbors in the Siheyuan are mediated and handled by several elders in the Siheyuan."

"When will it be the turn of an outsider who knows nothing to point fingers at others?"

"Bah!" Zhang Jianguo pretended to spit on the ground, then said slowly, "In my eyes, you are just a small fry at best. You are too young to act like a big shot!"

"You usually bully He Yuzhu, and now you are asked to help He Yuzhu mediate and deal with it? This is simply nonsense!"

"Also, I know that the living expenses that He Yushui's father sent every month were probably swallowed up by you, right?"

"It's not just about living expenses. When He Yuzhu was bullied a few days ago, you went to the police station to make a false statement, right?"

"Did you, a piece of shit uncle, force He Yuzhu to sign some memorandum of understanding?"

"How can a person like you with such bad intentions become the mediator of the courtyard?"

Zhang Jianguo said all these things that He Yuzhu told him on the way. However, although Zhang Jianguo knew the fact that the uncle Yi Zhonghai embezzled He Yushui's living expenses, he had no evidence. When he got angry, he told everything out.

Zhang Jianguo's remarks were completely from the moral high ground, and he severely criticized the uncle Yi Zhonghai.

His voice was loud and clear, and these words were loud enough for all the residents in the courtyard to hear clearly.

Xu Damao, his sister, their parents, the aunt in the front yard and others were all standing there and heard it.

Seeing that his master Zhang Jianguo was determined, Xu Damao suddenly shouted: "Master Yi Zhonghai was unfair and favored his disciple Jia Dongxu, which led to this series of events."

Then the crowd began to speak: "Shame on you! It's not fair!"

Uncle Yi Zhonghai stared at Xu Damao with a sharp gaze, engraving this grudge in his mind. This challenge to his authority in the hearts of everyone in the courtyard meant that this account had to be settled.

What he values ​​most is his reputation.

Now that the neighbors' doubts are getting louder and louder, he can no longer sit idly by or his reputation will plummet.

Although he was puzzled as to how He Yuzhu's master Zhang Jianguo knew that he had withheld He Yushui's living expenses, the uncle knew that it was true and if he investigated it, he would only end up in jail!

After thinking for a while, he angrily said to Zhang Jianguo and others: "As the master of the courtyard, I know that you are slandering me now."

"But I will be more generous and not pursue your gaffe this time."

"Take those outsiders out of No. 95's courtyard immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing that Uncle Yi Zhonghai was about to bow his head and show weakness, Jia Zhang, who was lying on the ground hysterically, couldn't help but complain: "Hey, Uncle, can't you let them go? A group of them beat me up! We must call the police!"

However, under the intimidation of the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai's stern eyes, Jia Zhang temporarily calmed down.

Hearing what the uncle Yi Zhonghai said, Zhang Jianguo couldn't help but burst into laughter, which made the crowd in Fengze Garden behind him laugh together.

He Yuzhu's senior brother Liu Wenlong even laughed heartily with his hands on his belly.

In a moment, Yi Zhonghai's face became more and more embarrassed, and his face was as swollen as a pig's liver.

After a while, Zhang Jianguo, whose laughter gradually subsided, wiped away the tears from his eyes and mocked, "You bastard! Don't make yourself sound so tolerant and generous! You must be in a hurry to get us out of the courtyard now, fearing that our revelations will expose more scandals for you?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jianguo added: "You embezzled He Yushui's living expenses... and then first aggravated the difficulties of my apprentices He Yuzhu and He Yushui? Then you used the embezzled living expenses to help them from time to time. What is your intention?"

"Do you want my disciple He Yuzhu to take care of you in your old age? Because you have no descendants, there is no hope for you to rely on yourself in your old age!"

These words were like a sharp sword piercing Yi Zhonghai's heart, making him so angry that he could hardly control himself. The angry emotions rushed to his mind. Yi Zhonghai clenched his right fist and without warning, he punched Zhang Jianguo who was mocking him.

Zhang Jianguo was caught off guard and punched in the face by an old man named Yi Zhonghai, causing him to faint on the spot.

The fighting ability of the uncle Yi Zhonghai is indeed quite good. After all, he is an old worker in the steel rolling mill. He is big and strong, and has great strength in his hands. He can knock someone out with one punch.

The people at the scene were whispering when they saw this scene.

"Oh, how can an old man hit someone?"

"This is making things worse!"

"Should we call the police?"

Even the third uncle Yan Bugui seemed to have a hint of worry in his eyes, and he quickly dodged away from the crowd.

When Liu Wenlong and other people in the kitchen of Fengze Garden saw their master Zhang Jianguo being beaten, they immediately rushed to the old man Yi Zhonghai without hesitation. Liu Wenlong even ruthlessly hit the old man Yi Zhonghai with a fist as big as a sandbag, and the others surrounded him and beat him violently.

They kept cursing: "How dare you, you bastard, hit my master!"

"Whoever touches the chief chef of Fengze Garden is really asking for trouble!"

"Guys, beat this bastard up, fuck him!"

The old man Yi Zhonghai who was beaten down curled up into a ball holding his head, screaming in agony.

Unlike the crowd who reacted violently and beat up the uncle Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu rushed to his master's side the moment Zhang Jianguo was attacked. Looking at his master who had his eyes closed and looked seriously injured, he asked softly, "Master, are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"

He Yuzhu was filled with regret. If his master became ill because of this, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

At this time, Zhang Jianguo suddenly opened one eye and winked at He Yuzhu, then closed his eyes again and pretended to faint.

He Yuzhu remained calm and cried loudly, "Master, please wake up! Don't scare me! If anything happens to you, what will Master's wife do?"

After Liu Wenlong and others heard He Yuzhu's sincere and deep crying, the uncle Yi Zhonghai's shrill cries became louder and louder.