Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

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After the killing spree, Yu Li and Yu Haitang returned to their homes, while Ye Fan and Qin Huairu returned to No. 95 Siheyuan.

Standing in front of the gate of No. 95 Siheyuan, Qin Huairu felt mixed emotions, as if she was in another world. She turned to look at Ye Fan beside her, with a trace of confusion and uneasiness in her eyes, and asked softly: "Chief Ye, how should I explain to them my sudden departure these few days?"

Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and comforted: "Just tell them that you went to Yuying's house, and after her and my introduction, you were successfully arranged to work in the steel rolling mill. This way, you can explain where you are going and let them know that you have found a job."

Qin Huairu listened to Ye Fan's suggestion and nodded slightly to show her agreement, but then frowned slightly and asked with a worried look on her face: "I understand, but what if Yuying goes to the courtyard to find you at night and finds the door locked?"

Ye Fan patted Qin Huairu's shoulder lightly and said with a relaxed smile: "Don't worry, if Yuying can't find me in that courtyard, she will naturally think that I might be here after seeing the door lock. Don't worry, there will be no problem."

Qin Huairu's face showed a trace of gratitude, and her eyes were full of trust when she looked at Ye Fan. She took a deep breath, as if she had put down a heavy burden in her heart, and said to Ye Fan with a smile: "That's good, thank you, Chief Ye. But... Regarding the house, I think we should not rush it, and talk about it later."

Ye Fan nodded, showing his understanding, and then walked into the No. 95 courtyard. Qin Huairu followed Ye Fan's steps and stepped into this strange yet familiar courtyard. After entering the courtyard, Qin Huairu whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Chief Ye, I'm going to find Yu Shui first. As for the house, there's really no rush."

Ye Fan turned his head, looked at Qin Huairu tenderly, and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on with this matter."

Qin Huairu nodded gratefully, turned around and walked towards the middle courtyard where the rain was. Ye Fan looked at her leaving back, with a glimmer of relief in his eyes.

Qin Huairu's return attracted the attention of many people in the Siheyuan.

They were all talking about it. After all, Qin Huairu's child was strangled to death by her husband, and this was a topic of conversation after dinner.

They were even more curious about the person involved, Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu came to He Yushui's door under such strange gazes. After Qin Huairu knocked on the door, He Yushui opened the door and welcomed Qin Huairu in.

And he kept asking about Qin Huairu's situation over the past two days.

On the other side, after Qin Huairu left, Ye Fan opened the Eye of the Demon King and found that the old man Yan Bugui had not come back yet. This guy is not here, so he can't go to the hospital to cause trouble for him!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan got angry and kicked the flower stand in Yan Bugui's house again, even though there was nothing on it.

Ye Fan’s kick was so powerful that the flower stand was shattered into pieces.

Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng, who were in the room, heard the noise, and Yan Jiefang was about to get up and come out to check.

However, Yan Jiecheng pulled him back and said, "Don't go out. There is only one person who can kick our father's flower stand. It's useless for you to watch. You can't beat him, and you will get beaten if you scold him. It's better not to watch."

After listening to Yan Jiecheng's words, Yan Jiefang sat back on the stool and said to Yan Jiecheng: "Brother, is there no one who can control Ye Fan?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng shook his head and sighed, "It's difficult, too difficult! Didn't you see that the uncle was almost beaten into a pig's head by Ye Fan? But did you see Ye Fan being taken away by the police?"

After hearing what Yan Jiecheng said, Yan Jiefang slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "Brother, this psychopath is so powerful! He is simply invincible! He can beat anyone at will, and others dare not fight back."

Ye Fan stood there, staring coldly at the motionless gate of the Yan family, cursing in his heart: "A bunch of cowards and softies, why haven't they come out for so long."

So, Ye Fan's mind moved, and he activated the Sacred Heart Sutra and the Eye of the Demon King in his body, and instantly found the compensation that Yan Bugui had just received.

There were two hundred yuan in total, and after deducting the hospital expenses, the rest was the compensation from Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong to Yan Bugui. Originally, the money should have been kept in the hospital, but Yan Bugui, a miser, was really worried, so he asked Yang Ruihua to take it home and repeatedly told him to keep it safe.

However, now, Ye Fan took all the money away easily.

Ye Fan threw Yan Bugui's money directly into the storage space, and then said to the system in his mind: "Sister Tong, I'll return the two hundred yuan to you first."

[Ding~ Host, you are so cruel. You stole Yan Bugui's money. This makes him feel worse than killing him! ]

Ye Fan sneered: "Remember, if you want to insult someone, you must insult their shortness, and if you want to hit someone, you must hit their face. The more he values ​​something, the more he will destroy it. Does Yan Bugui care about money? I will let him go home in the future, and I won't give him a penny."

[Ding~ I have learned a lesson. This system has learned a lesson. 】

Ye Fan slowly came to the middle courtyard and saw Jia Zhang staring at He Yushui's door. There was no need to guess, she must have seen Qin Huairu come back and did not go back to their Jia family, but went to He Yushui, so she was angry.

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi might be cursing and scolding Qin Huairu in her heart.

Ye Fan walked to the front door of Jia's house with big strides, blocking Jia Zhang's sight. With a smile on his face, he shouted to Jia Zhang: "Jia Zhang, congratulations!"

Everyone in the courtyard turned to look at Ye Fan, their eyes full of confusion. They really couldn't understand why Ye Fan wanted to congratulate Jia Zhang. Was he congratulating her family for the death of their son, or congratulating the death of the grandson who was suspected to be Jia Zhang's own?

Jia Zhang's eyes widened, revealing a fierce look, staring at Ye Fan, and questioned in a sharp voice: "Chief Ye, I didn't provoke you today! What do you mean by this?"

Ye Fan raised his head and laughed, his laughter echoing in the air. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, "Congratulations, of course. From now on, all the food in your Jia family will be yours alone. You don't have to share milk with your precious grandson Banggeng anymore. Isn't this a great thing?"

Ye Fan's words were like a bolt from the blue, and Jia Zhang was struck by lightning, her whole body stiffened. She widened her eyes, her face turned pale in an instant, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

The only people who knew about the milk incident were her and Yi Zhonghai. Jia Dongxu didn't know either. Jia Zhang didn't understand how Ye Fan knew about it, or if Ye Fan was just making it up.

Jia Zhang was a little embarrassed and yelled at Ye Fan: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean no one is competing with me for food? And what about milk? Is that something that ordinary people like us can afford to drink?

Get out of here right now, don't come in front of my house, it's really unlucky to talk nonsense like that."

Ye Fan tilted his head, looked at Jia Zhang and asked: "Were you scolding me just now?"

Hearing this, Jia Zhang's pupils suddenly shrank, and she explained to Ye Fan: "Chief Ye, I'm not scolding you, it's just, just, just."